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  1. As you know I closed commissions some time ago and it may stay like that for a while beause there are a couple of comics that I want to finish before I get back to accepting them. However I keep getting mesages on ideas or being asked when I will open them again and I'm starting to feel bad admiting they are closed (and may also accidentally ghosted a few people which is not helping me feel better) so as to not disapoint everyone that is looking forward to new artwork I decided to do this new kind of thread. Basically, I have noticed that my usual method of drawing has become too slow and whenever I allow people to give me ideas they come faster than I can draw them. Because of this I am planning to go for a much less detailed style with which I can (hopefully) not only keep up but keep making progress on those comics I refered to earlier whithout getting bored of doing the same thing for months. Here are some of the things I have drawn so far with this style (this one is a bit long so you may have to open it in a new window to see it) One more thing I should mention is that I'm not going to be looking for requests/commissions that were made while they were closed or people that were asking when they would open because my memory sucks and I can only remember around 3 of them.
  2. From the album: Lyon's Edits

    Yeah Apologies if this seams outta knowhere as I said I would be doing Helluva/Hazbin Related things. But I just really wanted to do this cause 1. I got inspired by @Anon_User and his edits on twitter and two, cause I love Panam and I just wanted to throw this out of the way and show I'm still alive and will get back to Vaggie.
  3. So this is the time I almost burst waiting for a job interview. I'll skip the beginning, where I woke up and didnt use the bathroom. Well, I did, but I drank two cups of tea after so that became null. By the time I got there, i was more than aware of my need. Walking inside, I figured I'd find a bathroom after checking in for the interview. It was for a secretary position. Boy was I wrong. They told me to have a seat as soon as I said my name. No chance for evacuation in sight. What's worse, there were appointments as usual going on at the same time. I waited for over an hour to be called. My bladder bulge was the size of a softball and the weight of a bowling ball by the time I went back. Praying I wouldnt lose control, I went about the interview as I normally would have. Everything went fine, until the end. By now, the softball sized lump on my pelvis was hard as a rock and begging to be voided. As I stood up to leave, a spasm rocked thigh, and a jet of liquid shot out. My god, the bliss I felt was incredible. Too incredible. I needed to relieve myself, IMMEDIATELY. I stumbled away as hastily as I could, and waddled towards the door marked restroom down the hall. As I stumbled in, my bladder screaming, I let out a noise half way between a cry and a moan. I was gushing before my butt hit the seat, struggling to breath as I finally released the gallon of fluid inside of me. The end
  4. Hi! It’s my first omorashi story so I hope you like it! English is not my first language and I’m sorry for any mistakes. Enjoy! —————————————————— A man sits in the back seat of a taxi. He's going to work. He sleepy and he's late for a meeting with his boss. He had to pee a lot. He forgot to pee in the morning. He moans looking out the window. They have 20 minutes left. He tried to remain calm, his face reddened and his hands were pressed to his crotch. He had a few beers with his friends yesterday. He had a very weak bladder and it was strange that he didn’t wake up in the night to empty it. Suddenly, the taxi hit an obstacle on the road. The impact seemed to cause the contents of the bladder to shift, causing even louder groans. He muttered. When car hit the rock, the boy jammed and grabbed his penis. A few drops of urine flowed into his boxers. - Oh my God! - he screamed, he looked very desperate. We are so close. . . . he groaned, begging the bladder to listen to him. Within a minute he knew he was fighting a losing battle. A long, needy moan came out of his mouth as he held his crotch, his legs trembling. -I can’t hold it any longer… - he sighed. The taxi was getting closer to the office every minute, but it seemed like too much time had passed. He was breathing hard, shaking all the time. He was moaning and moaning, struggling not to sneer. - Can you hurry up? - he said to the taxi driver, but he could hear it too quietly. Suddenly, as the taxi started to slow down, another drop of urine came out of his bladder. The car stopped at a red light. The boy froze when he saw it. He was on the edge of endurance. He felt a stream coming out of his bladder. He grabbed his dick. It took a herculean effort to cut the chip off. His bladder was screaming at him, but he couldn't get wet. Not in a taxi not in front of taxi driver who is very handsome. He started howling and moaning... he felt like he was about to explode. The pressure was too much. He had to pee... NOW! Without warning, the taxi left. He screamed and grabbed his crotch as more urine escaped from his body. He wanted to do something other than peeing, but that only made it worse. He crossed his legs hard. In the distance he saw the offices, and his eyes lit up. Just a little more and he'll be able to pee. The taxi stopped. With trembling hands, he paid to the driver and jumped out of the car. He started walking towards the entrance. When he entered the building he had to stop several times to hold on. He prayed that the bathroom would not be occupied or idle. He saw the bathroom door and pulled the handle. The door didn't move... someone was inside. He made a longing moan and knocked on the door. - Can you hurry? I really need to pee!- he said in a trembling voice. He was breathing, he had to pee so much. He started dancing the sisiu dance. He couldn't stop himself. The 3-second urine flew out of his body, and he was barely able to stop it. He started banging on the bathroom door! -Please! Hurry up! I can’t hold it anymore! - screams. He really can't. He started whining. He didn’t care that people walking down the hall looked at him strangely. He had to pee! The bathroom door opened and one of the secretaries came out. He pushed himself next to him and ran into the bathroom. At the sight of the toilet, urine flew into his urethra. He was shaking like a leaf. He won't make it! He began to run towards the bathroom, opening his mouth. Urine dripped from the tip of his penis. He went to the bathroom and relaxed his muscles. -Oh, fuck... - He moaned in ecstasy. The relief was almost orgasmic. He breathed and sighed with relief. He pees for about a minute before emptying his bladder. He had to lean against the wall to avoid falling over. He turned on the switch and washed his hand. As he walked out of the bathroom, he thought how close he was to wet himself…
  5. From the album: Lyon's Edits

    I LIIIIIIVVVEE!!! Although I shall be gone for 5 days next week. Until then, here ya go. Sorry for the wait.
  6. Hi Omo Lovers! I am bringing to you yet another character who is absolutely obsessed with holding her pee. This is an on-going commission and one which was specifically designed to bring out the raw obsession with controlling one's bladder. Our heroine is a 23 year old girl named Kriti and her adventures with Rex. (Please note: This story involves some bits of male desperation too.) Also if any of you lovely people are looking for someone to write captivating , complex omo stories for you, please DM me. I will be happy to take commissions :-) _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The First Meet: There are people who are obsessed, then there are people who are super-obsessed. And then there’s Kriti who just can’t get enough of pee holding. I recorded all our adventures in my journal. . . It was one of the initial weeks at my post-grad. As always I really needed to pee by the end of the last lecture – like I was clenching and un-clenching every few minutes to fight the waves. But I liked it this way, relishing the tension in my bladder, a kind of thrill that made the day a bit more interesting. "Hey Rex!" Julia's voice called out from behind me. I turned to see her and Lila hurrying towards me, big grins on their faces. "Hey guys," I greeted, shifting slightly from one foot to the other. I'd drunk at least three bottles of water, two cups of coffee, and a large, iced tea throughout the day. The combination had created a rather urgent situation, but I wasn't quite ready to give in. "We were just about to head out to the movies," Lila said, glancing at me curiously. "You look like you're in a rush." "Uh, no, just... thinking about stuff," I replied, trying to sound casual. "Which one are we going to?" "Kiriti chose that Justice League Snyder Cut.” "Fuck! That’s a 4-hour long movie." Lila looked concerned. “She needs to know not everyone can control their pee like her.” All my senses got electrified immediately, especially down there. “What do you mean?” I tried to supress my excitement. “Just ignore it Rex. Kriti is crazy. She just never pees.” Julia said sighing. “Do you mind waiting here till we will use the washroom. Kriti is not going to go anyways.” Lila pulled Julia and hurried off to the restroom, leaving me standing there, shifting from foot to foot. I checked my watch. How long could they possibly take? Not that I was complaining. A couple of minutes later I found myself shifting my weight from one foot to the other, when I heard a teasing voice from behind me. "Hi! You must be Rex! Hi, I’m Kriti.” I turned to see a bombshell smiling naughtily at me. “Hey Kriti, nice meeting you.” I cheerfully responded. My eyes were watering as I forced myself to not stare at her heaving cleavage, or her chiselled midriff, of her skirt that barely reached her crotch. "Nice to meeeet you Rex.” Kriti’s words stretched as she looked at me with confusion. Well, the vein on my forehead could have popped out. Then she looked down at her boobs, threatening to burst out of her tank top. She bit her lips and again teased me, “You are perhaps the only guy who looked at me in the eye.” Before I could respond, Julia and Lila reappeared, looking much more comfortable. “You wanna go?” Julia asked, pointing towards the restroom door. “Babe, it’s Tuesday. I don’t pee on Tuesdays.” Kriti rolled her eyes. That’s when I ACTUALLY looked at her midriff. She was so petite that her bladder bulge jutted out like a pillow under a sheet. No Toilet Tuesdays: “I don’t pee on Tuesdays...” Kriti’s words kept echoing in my head as we walked to the theatre. My gaze never left her contoured midsection. I didn’t even bother to check the projection of her bust in that toddler sized top. Despite that belt squeezing her bulge into two parts like an hourglass, she didn’t flinch or squirm even once. There were a few moments when I caught her looking at the tent inside my pant. Loved to watch the corner of puffy lips bend into a supressed smile. Inside the theatre, we settled into our seats. Julia and Lila were busy chatting about the latest campus gossip, while I tried to focus on anything but the pressure in my bladder. Kriti, on the other hand, looked perfectly at ease, even though I knew she had to be feeling the same urgency. How did she do it? But there were more surprises to come. As we sat down, Kriti turned to us with a mischievous grin. “Anybody want anything to drink?” “I’ll have a soda,” Lila said. “Me too!” Julia chimed in. “Great,” Kriti said, standing up. “What about you Rex?” I stared at her, flabbergasted. Was she serious? "Uh, I’m good," I managed to say, not trusting myself to drink anything more. “C’mon dude!” She playfully nudged me. “You can sneak out if nature calls. I am not going to judge you.” She winked at me and left from her seat. I watched her walk away, her butt cheeks wiggling under that teeny tiny skirt. She came back with a tray balancing five sodas, three small and two giants sized colas. By giant I mean, they were almost the size of my thighs. Then, to my utter astonishment, she downed half of her first cola in one go even before the movie began. “God I was thirsty.” She licked her lips and then immediately continued to chug the rest. As the movie started, I tried to concentrate on the plot, but my mind kept drifting back to Kriti. She sat there, calmly sipping her drinks, her face showing no signs of discomfort. Her toned legs were casually crossed and hands brushing against mine. I gulped down my throat as I struggled with that puny soda. My nails dug into the armrest. My butthole clenched tight as I fought the onslaught of waves. It was getting impossible to sit still. Halfway through the movie, I glanced over at Kriti. Her first cola was long gone, and she was happily sipping her second one, her face serene. “Gal Gadot must have such a strong bladder, just look at her one-piece costume.” Kriti giggled. Seriously, she was thinking about other’s bladders without a care of her own. How on earth was she doing it? Meanwhile, I was practically dancing in my seat, trying to stay composed. By the end of the movie, my bladder was screaming for relief. Kriti stood up slowly. The weight of 2 litre of colas was weighing her down. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead but apart from that – NOTHING. No squirming, no clenching of teeth. Nil, nada! She had to pull her skirt up against her considerably larger bulge. I had tears in my eyes thinking of how her nerves were firing inside her, but she didn’t make a move toward the bathroom. Julia and Lila, on the other hand, practically bolted from their seats the moment the credits rolled, disappearing into the restroom with a sense of urgency that I envied. Kriti and I stood just outside the bathroom, both of us silent as we watched the bustle of people coming and going. I subtly shifted my weight from one foot to other. Kriti stood with her hands on her waist, tapping her foot. “They always have to pee after a movie.” She pouted. The tension between us was palpable. After a few moments, I couldn’t resist continuing the topic. "So, Kriti," I began, trying to sound casual. "Do you really not pee on Tuesdays?" Kriti’s eyes twinkled mischievously as she turned to me. "Oh, I know it sounds absurd but yeah! I call it No-Toilet-Tuesdays." she replied with a grin. "Even the rest of the days are more or less the same. Peeing just feels like such a waste of time, you know?" I couldn’t help but chuckle at her response. "Yeah, I can relate. I haven’t gone since yesterday morning too," I said trying to show my strength. “Yesterday morning,” Her expression changed from surprise to confusion. “I thought you have been holding longer than me.” She chuckled and came closer. What did she mean? She was holding for even longer. A bucket load of blood rushed towards my manhood. “Guess that makes two of us who like to play this game.” I blurted out cluelessly. "Exactly!" Kriti exclaimed, nodding in agreement. "Who needs the bathroom when you’ve got willpower?" As we exited the theatre, we all walked to a nearby restaurant to grab dinner. The cool evening air did little to alleviate the growing urgency in my bladder. As we sat down and ordered, I couldn’t help but marvel at Kriti. She was quieter now, her movements more deliberate, but still no sign of giving in. When our drinks arrived, I stared at my water, debating whether to take a sip. Kriti, on the other hand, took a long drink from her glass, her face a mask of calm. “You okay, Kriti?” Julia asked, noticing her unusual quietness. “Yeah, just a bit tired,” Kriti replied with a smile. I thought I had finally caught her desperate but no! I imagined that her legs would be crossed like a pretzel under the table. But boy was I wrong. In fact, she was relaxed enough that I got an eyeful of upskirt. The rest of the dinner was a mix of laughter and casual conversation, but I couldn’t fully focus on it. Even on our way back the girls kept chattering. I was quiet and my eyes were scanning her for the slightest sign of discomfort. Instead, I saw the button on her skirt was fighting for its life while she kept enacting the characters from the movie like a goofball. I had no idea how she did this, but one thing was for sure, my post-grad is definitely going to be exciting AF. The Button Won’t Come Off: Another mind-bending experience which is still etched in my mind. It was one of those mornings where the alarm felt like a betrayal. I rolled out of bed, determined to stick to my plan: no morning pee and add some extra thrill to my day. It was the first time that I and Kriti were going to have common classes throughout the day, and I wanted to challenge myself to hold with Kriti. By the time I arrived, my bladder was uncomfortably full, like I had to prevent jostling my bladder too much. I spotted Kriti in the hallway before our first class. She was cheerful as ever, chatting animatedly with a few of her friends. She was dressed in tight racer back and jeans which looked more like they were painted on. Her waist already had red marks of the fabric denting into her skin. But what caught my eye, though, was the moderate bulge at her abdomen, a clear sign that she was already well into her usual bladder-holding routine. “Hey, Rex!” she greeted me with a bright smile. “Ready for another fun day?” “Absolutely,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. “You seem… prepared as usual.” Kriti laughed, patting her water bottle. “Oh, you know me. Gotta stay hydrated!” Throughout our classes, I watched as Kriti kept sipping water, her bottle gradually emptying. I was curious how she managed it with such ease. Then, partway through the morning, she stood up and announced, “I need to go to the bathroom.” I raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised. “Really?” I asked, unable to hide my skepticism. Kriti grinned. “Only to refill my water bottle. Don’t worry, Rex. My bladder’s still holding strong.” Relieved yet impressed, I nodded. “You’re something else, Kriti.” As the morning turned into lunchtime, we grabbed a table with a few friends. Lunch consisted of sandwiches and, of course, more drinks. I opted for a large, iced tea, while Kriti went for a giant smoothie. I could feel my bladder stretching, but I kept my discomfort under wraps, determined to maintain my composure. After lunch, we headed back to class. I was nearing my limit, but I knew I couldn’t let it show, especially not in front of Kriti. As we settled into our seats, Kriti was called up for her presentation. She looked a bit nervous, and I noticed her chugging down a full liter of water just before her turn. She took the floor with confidence, delivering her presentation flawlessly. There was no sign of discomfort or squirming, even as she stood there with a bladder that must have been on the verge of bursting. I couldn’t help but admire her poise. Once classes were over, I was ready to rush back to my dorm and finally relieve myself. But Kriti had other plans. “Hey, Rex, want to study together in the library?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with that familiar challenge. “Sure, why not?” I replied, even though my bladder was practically screaming at me. The library was cold, which didn’t help matters. We found a quiet corner and settled in with our books. Kriti’s movements were slower now, and she kept her legs tightly glued together. Yet, she continued to surprise me. Half an hour into the session she ordered green tea for both of us. What appeared to be an innocent study aid turned out to be a river of tea. She downed the tea, cup after cup, without a hint of desperation on her face. I mirrored her actions, grabbing a tea for myself. “You really don’t make this easy, do you?” I joked, trying to keep my voice steady. Kriti laughed softly. “What’s the fun in easy? Besides, it’s a good way to stay focused.” As the evening wore on, the cold library air made everything worse. Kriti’s determination was inspiring, though. Her legs remained firmly pressed together and her focus razor sharp. By 9 we had our dinner with some more water. She looked a little unsure as we headed back to the library. Upon asking she brushed it off saying, “My jeans is so tight. Its fucking killing me my Bladder.” “I can wait if you want”, pointing to the ladies room. “Oh no Rex! That’s not what I meant. I contain way more than this even when I pee.” She grabbed my arm tightly, blushing and squishing her rack. “What do you mean?” She just smiled to me and shrugged it off Back at the library, we exchanged glances, both of us aware of a silent competition. “Fancy some more tea?” Kriti asked with a grin. I forced a smile and nodded in a yes. The hours ticked by, the cold air making the pressure in my bladder even more unbearable. I went under the table making an excuse of picking up my pen. I sneakily ogled at her bladder, which was so swollen that it was casting a shadow on her crotch. Yet, she made no move towards the bathroom. We sat there, sipping our tea, working on our assignments, and silently challenging each other to hold on just a little longer. By midnight we were both tired and decided to call it a day. “Kriti, you’re amazing, you know that?” I said, packing my bag. She looked up, her eyes twinkling. “You’re not too bad yourself, Rex. It’s all about mind over matter.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah, mind over bladder, more like.” I went ahead and tried to open the door to exit but it didn’t budge. My throat went dry as I realized we were locked in. Kriti and I had been so immersed in our studies that we failed to notice when the guards locked the door. “Kriti,” I whispered urgently. “I think we’re locked in.” She looked up at me, her eyes widening. “Are you serious?” She hurriedly came to the door, pulling and pushing with all her might, but in vain. We dialled security, but there was no answer. We tried calling our friends but had no network on our phones either. We were well and truly stuck. “Guess we’re spending the night here,” Kriti said with a resigned shrug. Despite the situation, she seemed remarkably calm. She pulled up her jeans tighter and collapsed on the couch. I could literally she her bulge sloshing under her skin. Meanwhile, I was failing miserably at hiding my growing desperation. I paced back and forth, trying to distract myself from the increasing pressure. Kriti, in contrast, settled onto the couch with a yawn, her legs crossed but still composed. “How can you be so relaxed?” I asked, exasperated. Kriti shrugged, leaning back. “Mind over bladder, remember?” I couldn’t help but laugh despite my discomfort. “You’re something else, Kriti.” Eventually, exhaustion took over, and Kriti fell asleep on the couch, her breathing steady and serene. I, on the other hand, was pacing like a caged animal, unable to sit still for more than a few minutes. I paced around, tried to read and even meditate. But nothing fucking worked. There was a time when I thought about letting it go in a dustbin but my conscience stopped me. Kriti wouldn’t even look at me if I did something so horrific. Somehow, I managed to doze off in a chair, but it was a restless sleep. When I woke up, morning sun was streaming through the library windows. My bladder pushed the pent-up pee to my dick with renewed vigour. My bladder was beyond full, and I was on the brink of losing control. I spotted Kriti still asleep on the couch, looking oddly peaceful despite the tremendous bulge in her abdomen. It had somehow grown even bigger. As I ogled at her washboard flat torso, I realized the projection of her bladder was just as striking as her massive breasts. I shook her shoulder gently. “Kriti, wake up! The library is about to open.” She stirred, blinking sleepily. “Morning already?” she mumbled, stretching. “How are you holding up?” “Not well,” I admitted, pulling at my hair in despair. “We need to get to the dorms, like, NOW.” Kriti glanced at her watch and shook her head. “I have class in ten minutes. I’ll go straight there.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and then squinted in disappointment, as she looked at her bulge, “HOW THE FUCK the button is still intact. I was confident it would come flying off like the other time. . .” She covered her face and grunted. My jaw dropped. “Are you kidding me?” “Never mind Rex! I just have ten minutes to my classes.” She said nonchalantly as she packed her bag. “Kriti, you haven’t peed since yesterday, and you’re just going to go to class?” “Correction, not just yesterday.” She smiled serenely. “Yep. I can handle it. You do you, Rex.” I couldn’t believe her composure. “You’re insane,” I said, half in admiration, half in disbelief. “I prefer determined,” she replied with a wink. With that, she gathered her things and headed off to her class. I watched her go, still in shock at her level of control. As for me, I couldn’t wait any longer. I bolted towards my dorm, each step feeling like it would be my last before bursting. “Good luck, Rex!” she called after me, her voice full of amusement. “Thanks!” I shouted back, sprinting as fast as I could. Finally reaching my dorm, I raced to the bathroom, relief in sight. I couldn’t help but scream at myself for being so weak. Kriti’s calm control was something to aspire to, but for now, I was just happy to have made it through the night, without wetting myself. As I finally relieved myself, I thought maybe, just maybe, next time I’d be able to hold it as well as she did. - - - To Be Continued - - -
  7. Hello all. I may be in the wrong place, but the fiction topic wouldn't allow me to select it. I write extremely detailed, erotic, immersive desperation stories that I've been told are extremely sensual and impressive. I am looking to open commissions for my omorashi writing. They will be written on request, which will be discussed over DM along with rates. I am also looking for older, wealthy gentleman to give me feedback on other services I am considering providing. Please message if interested!
  8. From the album: Omofan's Edits

    Gwen quickly jumped up to the ceiling to avoid getting caught, but the pressure in her bladder is getting too much to take and a leak escapes her splashing on the floor, which her father notices.
  9. From the album: Omofan's Edits

    Spider-Gwen gets herself a large cup of soda on her way back home after a long day of patrolling the streets of New York City, the drink soon enough starts reaching her bladder filling it up to the brim, but just when she was about to dash to the bathroom her Spider-Sense warns Gwen about her father closing towards her room. Now Gwen has to figure out something quickly before her father could see her in costume.
  10. (Yes, I finally decided to use my full username in the title) So my second commission thread (https://www.omorashi.org/topic/58267-bombs-almost-sfw-commision-thread-version-02/) was a total disaster, it's been up for over a month and no replies at all, so because of that and also because I opened a new deviant art account specifically for fetish art (https://www.deviantart.com/bombality-kink) that I want to fill with new art rather than old pieces I'm opening a request thread... again... for the third time... But I'm not planning to just do something specific like 2D or 3D art, this time if it's some form of art I have shown at some point you can request it, which includes: pixel art, 3D modeling, 2D digital art, 2D digital comics, 3D animation, and 2D animation (at 4 frames per second because I'm not doing 24 images just for a single slow blink of content). Same rules as always: no poop, no diapers, no gore except for x-rays of the bladder, no minors unless they are just background characters and no nudity unless censored or abstract. And here is the list of the pages where you can check my previous works (A bunch of them because I'm not very good with organization) https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/album/1354-bombs-almost-sfw-pee-desperation-3d-renders/ https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/album/1355-bombs-almost-sfw-extreme-desperation-3d-renders/ https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/album/1291-bombs-almost-sfw-pee-desperation-drawings/ https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/album/1116-bombs-almost-sfw-extreme-desperation-drawings/ https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/album/1292-bombs-almost-sfw-extreme-desperation-comics/ http://www.mediafire.com/file/3za78d43nho9o3o/Webp.net-gifmaker.gif/file http://www.mediafire.com/file/i2sum685w23uqox/Mya_inflation.mp4/file https://www.omorashi.org/topic/57704-bombs-almost-sfw-discord-drawings/
  11. I’m starting up a brand new art request thread! You can request some sort of desperation again, but now you have more options! First, the limitations. I’m not a furry and I can still draw that kind of stuff if you want it, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll do a good job. You should probably find someone more qualified. I’m also only into female desperation, so if you want male, you should probably find someone who’s into that. If you’re into male furry desperation then I can’t help you at all. One other thing, I do not draw underage girls, or lolis or whatever, but my cartoon-y style looks pretty cute anyway so there’s no need to request something like that. Now you don’t have to answer any of these, they’re completely optional. It would help me and I’m sure it would help you, but if you don’t care then I’ll decide for you. You can pick a style for me to draw it in! The more realistic style takes a little longer, but time shouldn’t really be an issue. You can choose to have color and shading! If you want it to be black and white, or just color, or just lines, then you can ask for that! You can also choose to go lineless! This also takes longer, and if you choose realistic and lineless I will hate you, but you totally can! (I do not recommend pairing lineless with just lines, as those will cancel out and you will receive a blank drawing) I can also do different types of shading! Cel Shading, smooth shading, and rough shading. Choose which one you’d prefer (unless you don’t want shading) Some people are especially kinky and like exaggerated bladder bulges. If you’re into that, then I’ll exaggerate it! I’m into it too! (The example isn’t nearly as exaggerated as I can go) I’m not great at them, but I can include “accessories” like X-rays, bladder meters, diagrams, and anything else you can think of. Those are your options, so if you like what you see, then request something! I’ll draw it, eventually.
  12. Hi guys. I have finally decided to open omorashi story commissions. I would love to write for you all but also support myself in some financial crunch. I can pen a story about: female pee desperation and male pee desperation. What I don't do: Messing, Scat, Furries My prices are as follows: Base price - $20 for 2500 +/- 200 words. There after - $10 for every 1000 +/- 200 words . Please DM me if you're interested.
  13. Including me, most girls read their ABC of pee holding at school. School is the best place for a girl learn pee holding. I also developed a good bladder control thanks to my school. The reasons why I had to hold pee at school are a different discussion. However I almost never use school toilets. This is an experience I wrote in another thread sometime ago, and thought of publishing it in a separate topic as a story. If you are interested enough, I will write some more of my experiences. (Since I'm not a native English person, pardon me for language errors. By the time I wrote this story few years ago, my English was not very good) Enjoy the story below! Our school starts at 7.30am and ends at 1.30pm. That day I had after-school tuition classes from 2.30pm until 6.30pm to which I directly went from school. Usually I never go to school toilets. I hold pee until school is over. If I have after school classes, I hold pee until that class is over too. (A very long hold from morning to evening) I can somehow manage until I reach home, with a lot of fidgeting and pee dance, Usually bursting by the time that class ends. That day was a cold rainy day and I had drunken a lot of water and I got the need to pee at around 8am. I held it until the first school break at 10.30am. Then I happened to drink some soft drinks with my breakfast. I was nearly desperate then. Still I didn't go to school toilet, because I was confident that I could hold. I just drank a lot of water during next lessions just to challenge myself and to enjoy my desperation, and I was bursting by the time when school ends at 1.30pm. Then I was quite doubtful about going to the school toilet before leaving to after school class. I felt fearful about holding this bursting bladder for many more hours if I go to the class unrelieved. However I had my lunch and drank a lot of water and finally came to that brave decision of holding until the end of the class. My school uniform was a little bit tight white frock and I could see my bladder bulging out. I bravely went to the class with a bursting full bladder. I couldn't either sleep or concentrate on lessons thanks to my bursting bladder. Bladder bulge was quite vissible and I was fidgeting a lot with tightly crossed legs, winning the attention of everyone in the class. It was raining outside and hence very cool and it worsened my desperation. Oh God. I wanted to pee pee and pee to release that galooons of urine trapped inside my poor bladder. Finally the class ended at around 6.30pm. When I suddenly stood up, an uncountable pressure suddenly hit my bladder and I almost felt like loosing it. But I immediately tightened my left hand on my crotch and prevented the flood. Otherwise there could have been a huge flood in my class. But few drops leaked which didn't come out of my frock, not even through legs. It was now obvious to everyone that I was desperate to pee although no-one pointed it out. I couldn't even stand still. I was very very desperate. It was raining outside and I walked under an umbrella to the bus stop. I was pee dancing and fidgeting heavily and couldn't even walk continuously. I kept my left hand tightly at my crotch between two legs. I could feed the hardness of my overfilled bulging bladder in my lower belly. The bulge was obvious in my slim body. I felt like to wet myself in the rain, so that no-one notices it because its the rain. But due to whatever reason, I felt scared to do so and I decided not to give up the game until I reach home. That is to hold this huge load of pee until I reach home, which means I'll have to hold for at least one more hour. When I reached the bus stop, the time was few minutes before 7pm. That means I had been holding pee for nearly 11 hours. With a huge amount of water and liquids. If I could hold until I reach home, that could have been a big achievement in my life. I was desperately fidgeting while standing in the bus stop, with my hand between my thick thighs. Finally the bus came. It was crowded and I didn't get a seat and had to travel standing. After few minutes getting into the bus, my desperation rose to new levels and my urge intensified. There was very little space inside the bus since it was heavily crowded. Suddenly my lower belly was compressed in that crowd while I was standing inside the bus. There I went to hell and I almost felt like loosing that load of pee. I put my all efforts by getting the energy of every muscle fibre in the body to prevent opening of my floodgates. But I ended up again leaking few drops into my panty. No-one noticed that. After that urge, I felt like I can't hold it anymore and I'm going to pee myself. Hot Pee of nearly 12 hours was boiling inside my bladder and I can't withstand that huge pressure created by that hot load of pee. I was very very scared and shivering. I felt like I'm about to pee myself. If peed inside the bus, the bus could have been flooded. But the biggest problem was that everyone in the bus will know that I peed myself in the bus. There was the logo and name of my school printed in my uniform frock and belt. So everyone will know my school and it will be a hot news among other guys and girls that a girl of this particular school shamelessly peed inside a bus. And even the girls of my school will get to know that and I'll be humiliated in school and everywhere. Not only me, even my school will get humiliated. But no-one know that how much fluids I'm holding in my poor bladder for how many hours. No-one knows how much I'm suffering with an overfilled bladder. Only what they will know is to blame and mock at a girl who wet inside a bus. Now I regretted about not wetting myself unnoticeably in rain before getting into the bus. If I wet so, it could have been done without getting noticed by anyone because because no-one will notice urine passing between my legs in the rain. But if i pee now, everyone in the bus will see that and notice. If I wet now I'll be humiliated for this incident for the rest of my entire life. So i determined myself to hold this load of boiling pee without letting any single drop to escape until I reach home. Hold means hold ! Somehow hold. I crossed my legs tightly and tightened my hand between legs. At this time, any one could notice that I'm holding a desperate load of pee trying to escape my bladder. Either by looking me fidgeting heavily or by looking at my bulging lower abdomen. The bulge was so obviously seen and even I couldn't estimate how many litres of hot pee does it contain. But others knowing that I'm holding wasn't a problem to me as long as I'm not wetting. I was bursting bursting and bursting by the time I reached my destination. I was not half dead, but totally dead with pain. Suddenly I very powerful wave of desperation hit me which I felt like I couldn't bear. With that I felt like I'm losing control. A long spurt of pee excaped my bladder before I regained control. Leaked urine was flowing through my legs. I was so scared that I may wet inside the bus at that point. So I immediately got out of the bus at a bus stop before my destination stop, planning to walk that remaining little distance. As soon as I got out of the bus I tightened my floodgatesso tightly so that even an iron ball if kept between my thighs could have been crashed. Again my bladder leaked few drops and warned me about the load of pee trapped there. I was now behaving like an unconscious mad girl. I can't walk continuously. I stop several times to tighten my urethra for every 10 feet of walk. I was at my extreme limits. Time was several minutes passed 8pm and my poor bladder had been holding a huge load of urine for more than 12 hours. I wanted to somehow hold this until i reach home. Suddenly another powerful wave of desperation came and that was the end. My overcontrolled flood gates opened with the help of my bladder which was screaming for a relief for more than 12 hours and I had no energy to do anything against them at this instance because all my energy had been used up to control my bladder for the last 12 hours. So finally it happened and a wide stream of hot urine began to escape my urethra between my legs down my white tight schoolfrock. I tried my best to stop the stream. But I had no energy remaining to do so. At the end, I released the load of hot urine which was boiling inside my bladder for 12 hours, with all my pains for the last 12 hours, to be mixed with that rain in the darkness. I peed peed and peed forever. At the end of the stream, I was in heaven with relief..
  14. omofan01

    A Desperate Date

    From the album: Omofan's Edits

    Terra and Beast Boy are on a movie date unfortunately Terra made the mistake of not using the bathroom beforehand and while there she also had an extra large soda which started reaching her bladder and soon she's really needing to relieve herself, but she doesn't want to leave Beast Boy on their date like that so she decides to hold it until the movie is over, which she hopes will be very soon. Spoiler: It won't.
  15. From the album: Lyon's Edits

    Sorry for wait. https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/e45ba2cd-bc9c-4487-aef1-0aec1c353c34/dhaq9zs-cbf1c6d9-2058-45df-8dbd-9f28ad74b7a3.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2U0NWJhMmNkLWJjOWMtNDQ4Ny1hZWYxLTBhZWMxYzM1M2MzNFwvZGhhcTl6cy1jYmYxYzZkOS0yMDU4LTQ1ZGYtOGRiZC05ZjI4YWQ3NGI3YTMucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.aj3nOH43SkZtatDDo7H0PXERwl7WWLL4bAyShSvGxHk Cause this site hates large images
  16. From the album: Omofan's Edits

    Luz invited Amity over to hang out and have some tea together, unfortunately Amity didn't count just how many cups of it she had and soon her bladder is beginning to fill up and unfortunately for her she's too shy to excuse herself to use the bathroom infront of Luz. So Amity decides to play it cool with her and keeps drinking more and more tea which is filling her bladder up to it's absolute limit.
  17. DISCLAIMER: Don’t do anything that puts extreme pressure on a full bladder unless you’re 100% sure you know what you’re doing and are willing to accept the risks. This story is pure fiction and I love extreme desperation and bladder torture. Chapter I I quickly opened my eyes as my body flew up and slid forward in my seat. “What the hell? What was that?” I asked, extremely confused as to why my position in space had so suddenly changed. “Oh, you’re awake! You’ve been out for a while. Sorry about that, there was a pothole I couldn’t avoid. One of the ones that makes your soul jump out of your body.” Lila, my girlfriend, said with a laugh. “Makes sense, stupid government won’t provide funds to fix the roads in this country,” I said with a sigh “Are we there yet? I feel like we’ve been driving for like two days.” Lila laughed and glanced over at me. ‘I mean… we have. San Francisco to New York City isn’t exactly a short drive. You’re the one who insisted on going to see the ball drop in person, love.” “Ugh, don’t remind me that I’m the one who caused this,” I said in a jokingly angry way. “Do you wanna switch at our next gas stop? We last switched at 12 and it’s 2 now, you’ve been driving for a while.” “No, I like driving and it freaks you out, no sense in switching for a while. We only have about 5 hours to go now anyways, I can do it. Although, we do need to stop for gas again.” Lila said. I looked over at the fuel tank and saw the meter riding the “empty” line. “Oh my god why didn’t you stop earlier? We had like half a tank left when we switched. Look, there’s a gas station right off this exit, I can literally see the sign from here. Let’s fill up there.” Lila chuckled and rolled her eyes at me as she took the exit. “Don’t worry, worry wart. I’ve got it, we’re not gonna run out or anything. I promise,” Lila said as she sped down the exit ramp and turned onto the road. “Arriving in 5..4..3..2..1! See? We made it, we’re okay. I’ve gotta pee like nobody’s business, can you pump gas while I go and then you can go when I come back out?” Lila asked with a hint of urgency in her voice while she unbuckled her seatbelt. “Yeah I can pump gas, I don’t have to pee so we can just set off again when you come out. Can you grab some snacks though and get me a drink?” I said, getting out of the car. Lila looked at me with one eyebrow raised. “You’re sure? You drank like half of the drinks we bought at our last hotel stop, surely you’ve gotta go.” “No, I’m completely fine. And it was only two of them, you drama queen. Go pee before you have an accident out here, just because we’re on opposite sides of the car doesn’t mean I can’t tell you’re squirming.” I said with a grin as I watched Lila’s face grow red and contort with the effort of holding all her pee in. “Yeah, two 16oz bottles, that’s a lot. But fine, it’s your problem if you decide you have to pee when we get back on the road. I’m gonna go now.” Lila said in a strained voice as she started to take off into the gas station. I rolled my eyes and chuckled at Lila as I walked around the front of the car to get to the gas pump. I passed her as she scurried around the front of the car to go inside and saw that her bladder was bulging a bit. I started to get turned on as I watched it bounce just the tiniest bit as she ran. I so badly wanted to tease her just a little. I quickly tried to think of some way to get her to come back, then I remembered she still had our joint debit card in her wallet, which was in her pocket. “Baby, wait, come back!” I yelled for her before she got too far. “You have our card in your wallet, I need it to buy gas.” Lila hurried over to me and crossed her legs as she dug through her wallet for the card. “Here it is, I’ve really gotta go now.” She said as she swayed her hips a little. “Wait a second,” I said as I gently grabbed her arm. “I can never get this damn thing to work. Can you buy the gas real quick before you go in? It’ll only take a second.” I asked, praying that she would agree. “Mmm fine, just let me do it real quick, then I have to go for real. I didn’t realize how full I was until I got out of the car.” Lila said as she inched over to the gas pump. I quickly moved in behind her and wrapped my arms around her. “You really thought I wasn’t gonna take this opportunity to tease you? I know how much you love it and you know how much I love it.” I whispered to Lila as I gently rested my hand on top of her bladder. Lila squirmed at my touch and rolled her head back to be closer to me. I began to gently massage her bladder, rubbing my hand in small circles with light pressure. She whimpered and squirmed some more. “Mmff.. fuck!” She whisper-yelled. I leaned in closer to Lila’s ear and gently breathed down her neck. “Yeah? I know you like this stuff but I didn’t think it was to this extent.” I whispered with a small chuckle. “Sorry, I just.. I-I’m really full and I wasn’t expecting you to do that. I’ve been holding it since we switched, it’s been like two hours.” Lila said, crossing her legs and reaching to hold herself as she blushed even harder than before. I gently grabbed her wrist with my free hand and pulled it away from her body, pinning her hand between my stomach and her back. “Don’t apologize, it was cute! Although, only two hours? You can’t have to go that badly. Those are rookie numbers, I’ve gone four times as long.” Lila let out a whimper and tensed up a little as I increased the pressure I was applying to her bladder. I continued to massage it in small circles, gradually increasing the pressure. Lila’s bladder was firm but still squishy, I could feel that she was holding back a decent amount but she still had quite a bit of room. I stopped massaging her bladder and just let my hand rest atop of it for a moment. I felt Lila loosen up a little once the pressure I was applying disappeared and gave a light tap to her bladder, which made her shudder. “Can I go now? Please baby? I can’t take much more.” Lila whispered to me with a strained voice. “Hmm… you can go. But first, let me just…” I trailed off with a smirk and a purposefully suspenseful voice. Lila’s eyes grew wide as she realized what I was about to do and she preemptively crossed her legs. I pushed my knee between her thighs to uncross her legs and started to gently massage her bladder again, which caused her to squirm. I continued gently massaging Lila’s bladder for a few seconds before suddenly pushing in on it. I pushed hard, but not hard enough to hurt her. I kept the pressure applied for a few seconds and felt Lila squeeze my knee between her thighs. Finally, I let up on the pressure and let her out of my arms. Lila doubled over and crossed her legs tight, breathing hard. She slowly uncrossed her legs and began doing her oh-my-god-I-have-to-pee-right-now-or-I’m-gonna-have-an-accident-dance, which was a cute mixture of bouncing, crossing and uncrossing her legs, and rubbing her bladder. “I can’t h-hold it! I-I’ve gotta go.” She said just loud enough for other patrons to hear before hobbling into the gas station. I smirked as I began pumping gas into the car. I knew that this would likely be our last stop before we arrived at our hotel in New York since our car was tiny and fuel efficient. I heard the distinctive “click” of the gas pump shutting off once the car had filled up and put the nozzle back into its place before getting back in the car. As I waited for Lila to return, I tried to think up some ideas as to how I could get Lila desperate before we got to our hotel. I had really enjoyed our mini play session at the gas pump and really wanted it to go on for longer. Ever since we got together a couple years ago and realized that we were both into this bladder torture thing, it’s been one hell of a ride. “Hey, Ms.Torturer. I’m back with an empty bladder and every beverage in the observable universe.” Lila said to me through my open window as she threw two large bags into the backseat. “Damn, baby. I just wanted one or two!” I said with a laugh as Lila got into the driver’s seat and closed the door. “I know,” She started, clicking in her seatbelt. “But since you decided to pull that stunt with me, I have a little challenge for you.” I heard the locks in all the car doors click as Lila started up the engine. As I started to realize what she meant, I looked into the back seat to see how much she was going to make me drink and took note of just how big those grocery bags were. My eyes went wide as I counted about 10 drinks in the backseat in addition to our snacks. The drinks were a healthy mix of water bottles and bottled iced tea - a strong diuretic that Lila knew I couldn’t resist. I turned back around to tell Lila that I actually did have to pee already, I just wanted to make sure both our bladders were full by the time we got to our hotel so we could play around a little bit. Before I could even open my mouth, Lila put the car in drive and sped out of the gas station parking lot. To be continued…
  18. From the album: Here4theFun's Digital Art

    Thanks for the character Crim and thanks for the inspo Noob. Lucy has been captured with her lasso and is getting filled up with a lot of liquid via catheter, can her poor bladder withstand it?
  19. From the album: Lyon's Edits

    First image for April O'Neil Month. April over here had just escaped the Foot Clan. But unfortunately while in captivity, the Clan forced her to drink a whole lot, filling up her stomach and then her bladder. She can't even use her arms to remove the jumpsuit because they're still entangled in a steel bolas. She begs for someone to help as her bloated bladder sloshes and throbs, desperately wanting relief.
  20. From the album: Omofan's Edits

    Here's something April O'Neil themed, since April just started. While the Ninja Turtles are on a mission on an alien planet April realised drinking too much earlier was a mistake as it soon reaches her bladder and soon she's really needing to relieve herself. Only trouble is she's too nervous to go in this alien territory. So she decides to hold it until they finish the mission and get back to the ship so she can use the bathroom.
  21. From the album: Lyonheart's artwork gallery. (No requests, please)

    Wendy here bought herself a badass skull belt from a strange van. After drinking at least 30 cans of Pitt cola in a dare, she excuses herself to use the bathroom only to find out that the belt can't come off. It appears that the belt needs to have a special key in order to unlock it. Until she can find it, she'll need to deal with an overfilled bladder that could be squeezed by her belt. But that's okay because she's a flipping Corduroy! She can handle it... right?
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