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  1. Contains spoilers for like every splatoon thing so far. Side order spoilers are only minor - talking about cleared the thing. This is just a quick one shot with captain 3 and agent 8 from splatoon. --- Eight was beyond excited. Since the day agent three had told her of her time in alterna, she had longed to visit the underground metropolis. She and her girlfriend, the captain of the new squidbeak splatoon, had planned to go a few months ago, but her souls temporary residence in the memverse had made that difficult. Even after her soul was returned, it still took a good month of rehabilitation to get her body working the way it was supposed to. But now, she was ready. "Hey, eight!" The captain called out from near the door. "It's time to get going!" Eight quickly threw on her octarian issued armor, snatched her n-zap off the wall, and raced after the captain. "Someone's excited!" The captain laughed as eight almost rammed into her. Eight happily nodded, too excited to speak. Yet, she felt a little like she had forgotten something... Eh, if she forgot, it wasn't important. The two approached the mysterious kettle, and after a deep breath in, entered Alterna. Eight saw a familiar infinite sky stretching out before her, and began to tense up. She didn't have many memories from her time in the octarian army, but there were some that would never leave her. Her breath started to quicken, her chest felt tight as the knot her stomach was in. She knew this sky. She then felt 2 gentle arms wrapping around her, and her breathing began to return to normal. "Hey, is this too much for you right now?" The captain whispered gently. "We don't have to do this if you aren't ready." "N-no. I'm ready." Eight looked up at the sky. "If I ever hope to get my mind under control, I have to do this eventually." "Alright. If you ever need me to help with anything at all, I'm here." The captain reassured. "If it starts getting worse, let me know." The two lovers explored the first area of alterna, making note of all the strange sculptures and buildings. By the end of the first area, eight felt a familiar twinge in her abdomen. That's what she forgot. This wasn't bad now, but it could be if she couldn't find any bathrooms soon. She had just gotten back from a pretty intense anarchy series, and her whole team had been practically chugging tacticooler cans the whole time. Those things were notorious for making people wet themselves in the same game as drinking them. Eight was lucky to have such a strong bladder. Eight started looking for bathrooms throughout the second and third areas, but to no avail. Three was explaining something about a bear and a rocket, when a particularly bad wave hit eight. She doubled over and held her crotch, pulling up her short skirt in the process. "Hey, eight, you doing alright there?" Three questioned, having turned around at that exact time. "I! Uh! I'm f-fine I-!!!" Eight was clearly not fine as a jet of ink shot through her panties with the force of a stingers beam. Pooling on the fake snowy floor and slowly covering the turf around her feet. A look of shame and embarrassment clouded her face as she looked away from her girlfriend. "Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you about the bathroom situation down here. There aren't any actual toilets because that was a waste of valuable water, so the people here just peed into the ocean water." The captain sorrowfully. "Guess that's what they get for putting scientists in charge, eh? Here, let's get back and get you cleaned up. I'm pretty much done with the visual part of the tour anyway." And so, the two lovers went along their journey back to Inkopolis square. --- This was such a nice departure from the stuff I usually write. I need to write cute lesbians more often, man.
  2. Good morning/afternoon/evening everyone! I've got another new fiction here. This was written as part of my 2022 Omovember run (details here). This story is intended to take place after the end of the season 1 episode "Wing It Like Witches" (hence the title). _____________________ Amity Blight sat quietly on the couch, sipping her cup of tea. It wasn’t the best, but she expected that. This shabby shack known as the Owl House wasn’t going to have the same high-quality selection as her home manor. At least it was tolerable. Taste aside, Amity was enjoying herself. For the first time in many years, she was hanging out with people she actually liked, people who made her happy. This evening wasn’t without its awkwardness, however. It was still pretty weird being in the home of a wanted criminal, with a broken foot, sitting on a rugged old couch between her former best friend and the girl she secretly had a huge crush on. Because of this, Amity spent a lot of time silently gulping down cups of tea, trying to take in the moment, only speaking up when she had something important to add. Despite all of this, Amity didn’t feel like she was imposing. These people accepted her. They weren’t placing expectations on her. She was comfortable. Well, she was comfortable. Not anymore. Guzzling down so much tea had its consequences. Consequences Amity was now acutely aware of. The drinks were catching up to her. The witchling’s bladder was filling rapidly. What started out as a light tingle only minutes ago had evolved into a heavy pounding in her abdomen. Amity quietly scooted her legs together, unable to cross them due to the large cast on her right foot. She really wanted to go to the bathroom, but there were a few issues. First, she had no idea where the bathroom was. Second, she really didn’t want to mention needing the toilet around Luz. Third, Amity had always been shy about excusing herself to take care of such things, due in no small part to her mother’s persistent “etiquette” training. She and her siblings were taught never to mention such needs unless it was an absolute emergency. Even then, they were encouraged to silently hold it until whatever conversation or meeting they were in was over. But this wasn’t a formal party. Amity didn’t need to worry about being so proper. She just needed to wait for a break in the conversation. Unfortunately, there was no such break. Everyone kept talking. Right now, Eda was in the middle of some long-winded story about her younger days, and it didn’t seem like she was going to finish any time soon. Amity began to restlessly fidget with the hem of her skirt. She badly wanted to hold herself, but what kind of impression would that give? This was her first time spending time with these people. She didn’t want to look like some child who couldn’t control her bladder. She set her empty cup on the table. She struggled to remember how many she had drank. Four? Five? However many, it had been a mistake. Luz picked up the tea pot and motioned to Amity’s cup, asking if she wanted another. The green haired girl placed her hand over her cup and shook her head. The mere thought of pouring liquid sent a chill down her spine. She didn’t want to consider adding any more to her system. Amity gripped her tights nervously. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Everything alright?” Luz asked. Amity froze. Was she being that obvious? Her cheeks blushed. For a brief moment, a war broke out in the witch’s mind between her dignity and her need for relief. A painful spasm from her bladder decided that fight. “Um… Miss Eda?” Amity mumbled, staring at the floor, “Where is your… um… bathroom?” “What was that?” Eda asked loudly. Amity cleared her throat. “Where is…” “Seriously, speak up, baby Blight!” The Owl Lady interrupted. Amity shivered as she was assailed by another wave of desperation. “Where’s the bathroom?” She shouted. The momentary silence felt like a lifetime. Amity’s whole face went red. Had she just embarrassed herself in front of everyone? “Oh.” Eda responded calmly, “Yeah, it’s up… stairs…” She trailed off, a look of realization crossing her face. “Upstairs?” Amity gulped. With her injured leg, stairs were a real obstacle for the young witch. She could manage it, but it would take some time, and time was something she didn’t have. “Do you need someone to carry you?” Luz asked. Amity’s eyes shot wide open. Her breath caught in her throat. It was bad enough to be carried to the infirmary earlier. Getting carried to the bathroom? No, no way. “You know what?” Amity said, “I could probably just summon an abomination to help me… Haha… Yeah… That should work.” She lifted a shaky hand and drew a circle in the air. An unstable circle of magic floated there briefly before shattering uselessly. Between her extreme nervousness and her extreme desperation, the young witch was having a hard time concentrating. Any kind of magic would be next to impossible in this state. Eda laughed into her tea cup. “Looks like someone’s in trouble.” She snorted, “Just accept the help, Blight, before you ruin my couch.” “I… uh… w-well…” The green haired witch stuttered. She looked nervously around the room. Surely, she had to have another choice besides Luz. She didn’t want to think about the human carrying her in this state, standing outside the bathroom, overhearing as she… Amity shuddered. One by one, she evaluated the others in the room. Eda wasn’t in any rush to help and she wasn’t exactly reliable. Gus was small, it would be really awkward for him to support her. Not to mention getting help from a boy in this matter would be almost as embarrassing as getting help from Luz. Amity turned to Willow with pleading eyes. The plant track witch looked away and rubbed the side of her head, “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that…” An obnoxious, high pitched voice cut through the air as the door flew open. “I could carry her~~~” Hooty said. His strange, worm-like body stretched in front of the couch. Amity recoiled in disgust. “Not even if I were literally dieing.” She said, harshly. The bird tube huffed and slithered back outside, slamming the door behind him. Amity hated this. She really hated this. It looked like Luz was her only option. ‘This is fine.’ Amity reasoned to herself, ‘She’s just helping you up the stairs. It’s not like she’s going to come into the bathroom with you. Not like she’s going to watch you as you…’ She couldn’t even finish the thought. Amity’s mind went completely blank. “Oh, man, is it really that bad?” Luz shouted, bringing Amity back to reality. “W-what?” Amity bolted upright in shock. She squeezed her legs tightly together as she felt her control slipping. “Your face is all red.” Luz explained. “Oh. N-no, it’s fine…” Amity stumbled over her words, “I mean, yeah, I need to go, but it’s not, like, an emergency or anything, you know! Haha. It’s not like I’m worried about losing control. I mean, yeah, it would still be good to go now. Just, you know, because…” Amity trailed off. Everyone was staring at her. “Yeah, let’s go…” She muttered. Luz jumped up from the couch and grabbed Amity’s crutches off the floor. She handed them to Amity as the witch lifted herself up. Amity leaned against her crutch for a second, taking deep breaths. Standing up made her realize just how full she really was. It felt like there was a grudgby ball in her stomach. Once she regained her composure, Amity began to awkwardly hobble to the stairway with Luz following behind. Luz draped Amity’s arm over her shoulders to help lift her off the injured foot. Amity tried not to think about how close they were right now. Luz felt so warm. Her shoulders were so soft. This would be a wonderful moment if it weren’t for the immense burden in Amity’s stomach. Shakily, Amity grabbed the railing nearest her. Luz tucked the crutch under her arm between the two. They began their slow ascent, one step at a time. Halfway up the stairs, another wave crashed into Amity’s bladder. She inhaled sharply and leaned over. Her bad leg twisted in front of her good one in a frantic fight to maintain control. During this struggle, the crutch slipped from between the girls and loudly clattered down the steps. “Are you ok?” Luz asked. “Y-yeah…” Amity lied, “Just… a little winded.” “Do you want me to grab that?” Luz gestured toward the crutch. Amity looked back. It had fallen all the way down to the first floor. She quietly whimpered at the thought of another delay. “L-let’s just keep going.” She concluded. After several agonizing minutes, the duo reached the landing. Amity leaned against the wall to catch her breath. “Ok, it’s just down this hall.” Luz pointed. Sure enough, just a short distance away was a door with a girls’ bathroom sign and a hastily scrawled note that read “And King”. Amity was so close. Relief was in sight. Just a little further. Realization struck her. How was she going to do this without her crutches? Luz could help her down the hall, but what about inside the bathroom? This thought caused the green haired witch to stumble. She nearly fell face-first to the floor, but Luz managed to catch her. This last jolt threw Amity to the brink. She trembled while Luz helped her stand up. Amity could feel the entire contents of her bladder trying to spill out. It felt like it was right at the edge of her pee hole. The slightest touch could send her over the edge. Pride was out the window at this point. Amity squirmed and thrust both hands between her legs. “Th-This is bad…” She muttered to herself. “Oh my gosh!” Luz shouted, “Don’t worry, I got you!” Before the witchling could say another word, she was swept off her feet. It took a second to realize what was going on. Luz had just picked her up. Amity couldn’t manage anything other than a startled squeak. She was overwhelmed by a mix of intense sensations. The human’s arms, her shirt, the motion, her own overwhelmed bladder… The one thought in Amity’s mind was that she absolutely could not afford to lose control now. If she did, it wouldn’t just be her clothes getting ruined. Her pee would get on Luz, the girl she admired so intensely. It wasn’t just her dignity on the line anymore, it was her entire social- and possibly romantic- future. Amity twisted her legs together. Every step jostled the sea inside her. It felt like her bladder was about to pop. “Ok…” Luz started awkwardly, “Now, can you help me get the door open?” Slowly, Amity slid one hand from between her thighs. She shakily reached outward. The door violently burst open. “HOOT! Door owl Hooty, at your service!” The house demon shouted, exploding through the door. Luz let out a startled yelp and fell back. Amity threw her arms out to catch herself. She hit the ground hard. That was the last straw. The delicate control Amity had fought so desperately to maintain was broken. Her pee began to leak out. It started as a slight dribble and rapidly picked up in intensity until it was a full-blown torrent. The witch clenched her thighs and grabbed herself with one hand, but it was too late. She had held too much for too long, her body had given up. Amity went limp and stared at the ceiling. Her tights grew warm, starting at her lap and spreading outward in all directions. The urine flowed freely out of her. Most of it spread down her legs and around her hips, some pooled on her stomach, wetting the bottom of her school shirt. The fabric of her tights provided little resistance as the liquids cascaded down her legs and onto the floor. The witchling laid there in stunned silence. The world stood still. She couldn’t see, hear, or feel anything except the river constantly flowing out of her. She wasn’t sure how long it was before she stopped. A minute? An hour? A year? She wasn’t even exactly sure she had finished until the once warm fluids started to grow cold. Amity shifted in place. Something felt off. The floor was uneven. It was also softer than she expected. Her eyes went wide, her face was burning. ‘No! No no no!’ Her thoughts raced. Amity dared to glance over to her side. There, in the corner of her vision, was the unmistakable tan skin of Luz the human. Underneath her. Amity’s breath caught in her throat. Her whole body went cold. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Not only had she just wet her pants, she just peed on top of her crush! That was it! It was all over. There was no way to recover from this. Luz would hate her. Everyone would laugh at her. She would never be able to show her face again. Amity would live the rest of her life as a recluse. ‘Titan, kill me now.’ She thought, then lay back and waited for the world to end. “...ity! Amity!” Something broke through the haze. A voice. Someone was talking. Was it an angel? Was she dead? The answer was yes for one of those questions. But Amity was still alive. Amity opened her eyes. Luz’s face filled her vision. She didn’t look angry. She looked scared, concerned even. “Amity! Are you ok?” She asked, frantically, “You didn’t hit your head did you?” Physically, Amity was ok. Mentally? Emotionally? Not so much. The witchling sat up, freeing the human under her. “No… I’m ok…” She answered, grimly. Luz sighed in relief, “Good, listen…” Amity didn’t want to listen. She wanted to fix this. She didn’t want to lose the one good thing to happen to her in years. Amity buried her head against her knees. Both girls spoke at the same time. “I’m sorry!” There was silence. They stared at each other. “Why are you sorry?” Amity managed to ask. “I didn’t mean to drop you! I just got so startled and my foot slipped and…” “It’s ok.” Amity interrupted, “It wasn’t your fault. It was that weird bird… tube… thing.” Luz helped the young witch to her feet. While she stood, Amity caught a glimpse of Luz’s clothes. Her school uniform was wet. The skirt and shirt glistened, her multi-colored tights were darkened. “Why are you sorry?” Luz asked. “Because I… did this…” Amity gestured to her damp clothes, “And I got my… you know… on you.” “Amity, it’s fine.” Luz reassured, placing a hand on Amity’s shoulder, “It wasn’t your fault. If I hadn’t dropped you, none of this would have happened.” Amity looked up. Luz’s face was so genuine. She had a slight smile. She was so beautiful. “So, you’re not… mad?” The witchling asked. “Why would I be? It was an accident. We all have them.” “And you’re not… grossed out?” Luz shrugged, “Eh. This is the Boiling Isles. When it comes to gross bodily fluids I’ve been covered in, this doesn’t even crack the top ten.” Amity giggled. “There’s a smile!” Luz cheered. “Now.” She continued, “Let’s get you cleaned up. I think I have some spare clothes that will fit you.” Amity blushed. Borrowing? Luz’s clothes? She was dumbstruck. She stayed silent as Luz helped her to the shower. Before Luz left the room, Amity spoke up. “What about the… um… puddle?” “Don’t worry about that. I can take care of it. Just focus on you right now.” Luz shut the door behind her, leaving Amity alone, sitting on the edge of the tub, staring at the wall. How could this human be so nice to her? After taking a minute to collect herself, Amity took off her dirty clothes and set them on the counter. She hauled herself into the shower, leaning unsteadily against the wall. While the warm water cascaded over her, there was a knock at the door. Before Amity could say anything, the door creaked open. Even though the shower curtain was drawn, Amity gasped and covered herself with her arms. “Alright, I brought you some fresh clothes. Sorry there’s not much of a selection, but they should do for now.” It was Luz. She had just barged in. For some reason, this made Amity’s heart flutter. “I also brought your crutches and a bag for your wet clothes. Let me know if you need anything else.” Amity had trouble finding her voice. She only managed to croak out a feeble “Thanks.” “And try not to take too long. I don’t want to rush you, but Willow’s getting squirmy.” Luz added before closing the door. Amity buried her face in her hands. Tears welled up in her eyes. This human was too perfect. Once she regained her composure, Amity quickly cleaned herself off and stepped out of the shower. There was a pair of jeans and a purple and white striped shirt messily folded on the counter. They were a little loose on her, but fit well enough. She shoved her soiled uniform into the bag. When she opened the door, Amity saw that the puddle she left earlier was gone. Without the burden of a bursting bladder, Amity was able to manage getting down the stairs on her own. Everyone was still waiting in the living room. Luz had changed into her pajamas. Amity felt like she should say something. She cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck. “Sorry, everyone. I guess I pushed myself too far. Listen, can you please not tell anyone about what happened? I didn’t mean to…” She was interrupted by Eda’s raucous laughter. “Are you kidding? This is prime blackmail material. No way I’m giving that away for free.” Willow stood up and placed a hand on Amity’s shoulder. “It’s not the first embarrassing story between us.” She said, “You’re fine, Blight. For now.” While that ominous statement hung in the air, Willow took off hurriedly up the stairs. “Gossip isn’t really my thing.” Gus said with a shrug, “My lips are sealed.” The door opened and Hooty stretched his worm-like body around Amity’s shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’ll never tell~~~” His voice grated on Amity’s ears. “All your secrets and embarrassing stories are safe with me. Like how I didn’t tell anyone Luz wet the bed last week.” “Hooty!” Luz shouted, throwing a pillow at the house demon. He retracted back out of the room. “Don’t worry, Amity.” Luz said, her tone softening, “You’re one of us now. We don’t hurt each other like that.” Amity blushed and a wide smile crossed her face. “Well, I should probably get home. I’ve got some… laundry to do…” Everyone said their goodbyes and Amity left. On the way home, she felt strangely… light. Despite the horrifying accident, Amity was happy. These new friends were definitely the right choice.
  3. Part 1/? (No wetting in part 1. There will be wetting in future parts) Amity crossed her legs. She finally got her date to the human world with her girlfriend Luz. Well, it wasn't really a date yet, they were on a roadtrip to Washington DC being chauffeured by Luz's mom Camila. But Camila promised that they would have plenty of alone time to explore DC after they're checked in at their hotel there. Camila was so nice. She gave Luz so much freedom, something that Amity envied about Luz. She would've been happy if her own mother gave her even half as much freedom as Camila did. They were 90 minutes in on a 6.5 hour drive from Gravefield to DC and Amity needed to pee. But Amity didn't dare say anything, after all, she was a Blight, and Blights don't interrupt people for small, selfish things like needing to use the washroom. Amity remembers that one evening when she was 8 years old, her parents invited the most wealthiest and influential business people in Bonesborough over for a dinner. Edric, Emira, and herself were expected to be on their best behaviour: Exhibit table manners, Don't speak unless spoken to, and no interruptions, which included potty breaks. Luckily, Amity used the bathroom before dinner that night, but Edric was not so lucky. She remembers seeing her poor brother squirming the entire night and pretending like nothing was wrong whenever someone asked him. By the end of the night, Edric's pants were soaked, so he had to stay at the dinner table to hide it until everyone else had left. Afterwards, Emira and Amity helped Edric hide the incident from their parents, so he avoided the worst of any humiliation or punishment that would have happened. But it still must've been a miserable, cold, and soggy night for him. Emira and Amity still occasionally tease Edric about that night. At least it was better than the alternative, the wrath of their parents, being grounded for weeks and additional potty training punishments if Edric ended up leaving the dinner table for the washroom that night. The three siblings learned a lesson that night: all of that could've been avoided if Edric just used the washroom before dinner that night. Yet, Amity forgot to use the washroom before leaving for this long roadtrip. In fact, the last time she peed was 23:00 last night before she went to bed. "Amity, wake up! We're going to DC today!!!", Luz excitedly exclaimed, at the absurd hour of 7:30. "5 more minutes", Amity replied. She was not a morning person, but it was hard for her to stay mad at the happy and adorably cheerful girl who also happened to be her girlfriend. "I have a kiss waiting for you if you wake up right now", Luz offered. Amity's eyes shot open immediately. Luz kissed her on the cheek. "There's my lovely awesome girlfriend. Come on, let's eat and get ready for the roadtrip", Luz said. Amity blushed, she loved it whenever Luz showed affection for her and she's been looking forward to this roadtrip all week. She even got principle Bump to forge some school field trip papers to show to her parents so that they would let her leave the house for a week. Bump resented Odalia for abusing her power in the PTA and causing changes to the school that Bump thought were regressive and hurt a majority of students. So he was more than happy to help Amity go behind her mother's back. "Here's your breakfast sweetie", Luz said as Amity sat down at the Noceda's dining table. It was scrambled eggs with 3 pieces bacon, made in the shape of a smiley face, because of course Luz would make that. Amity smiled, this day was already going better than how she imagined it would. Suddenly, Luz shoved a glass of orange liquid in front of Amity's face. "This is my favourite drink, try it", Luz said. Amity took a sip, it was sweet and citrusy. "Mmm, this is the best drink I've ever had! I want more!", Amity exclaimed. "Of course, I'll give you refills when you finish the glass", replied Luz. "Make sure to fill your stomachs, we're gonna be on the road for a long time", stated Camila. Amity enjoyed the breakfast, despite eating gourmet foods her entire life, Luz's cooking was the best thing she's ever tasted. Maybe it was because she knew Luz put a lot of hard work and love into the meal she was eating. Amity blushed slightly at the thought, her girlfriend was very thoughtful. She hoped that Luz enjoyed that fairy pie she baked for her a few months ago. She ended up drinking 3 glasses of orange juice before they went on the roadtrip. And that was a big mistake. Amity had to pee pretty badly now, and her bladder was quickly filling up from all the orange juice she had earlier today. She's been crossing and uncrossing her legs for the past 10 minutes now. Suddenly, the car hit a road bump and Amity had to grab her crotch to prevent any leaking. Amity decided to keep her legs crossed from now on. "Hey Ami, are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine, just got caught off guard by that bump is all" Luz assumed that Amity wasn't used to long road trips and offered something to distract her. "I have an idea, let's play I Spy" "What's that?" "It's a game where you look at something you want to describe, then you say 'I spy with my little eye' and then describe the object to try and get the other person to guess what you're looking at" "Sure, let's play", Amity responded. She needed something to distract her from the growing discomfort of her bladder. "Ok, I'll start.", Luz said. "I spy with my little eye, something that is white and fluffy" "Clouds?", asked Amity "Yes! See, you're great at this game. Now it's your turn" Amity looked around and saw some peculiar human objects. "I spy with my little eye, some tall, thin silver towers made of triangles connected by string with birds perched on top." Amity didn't actually know what she was looking at, luckily Luz picked up on her confusion. "Ah, those are power lines. That's how we get electricity to power our lights and machines" "Oh, so is that how humans get their 'magic'?" "Yes, electricity is quite magical!" A wave of desperation hit Amity, she had to tighten her crossed legs and squirm a little. "Ok my turn", Luz said, oblivious to Amity's circumstance. "I spy with my little eye, an adorable purple haired witch with beautiful golden eyes that stole my heart." Amity's face turned red, "LUZ!", Amity uttered in embarrassment. Luz laughed, "It's true though, I love you Ami", Luz said as she grabbed Amity's hand. "I love you too Luz", Amity said as she held Luz's hand. "I spy with my little eye, a gorgeously cute human who happens to be my awesome girlfriend. Now it was Luz's turn to have a very red face. "Aw Amity", and she reached over to hug her. "Oh I have another", Luz said, "I spy with my little eye a large rush of water, falling into a big hole. Shhhhhhhhh", Luz said, imitating the sound of a waterfall. This description made Amity squirm a lot. She had to grab her crotch again to prevent leaking. She knew what Luz was describing though, "That waterfall over there?", Amity replied weakly. "Yep! Such an amazing force of nature. There's no stopping that huge movement of water." Amity let out a small moan. She was desperate to pee now. Her legs were tightly crossed, and she could feel a bulge above her crotch, which she was holding very tightly now. At this point, Amity thought about saying something, but didn't know what to say, especially since she still felt like she had no right to say anything. She closed her eyes, and concentrated on holding. A/N: This is my first time writing fanfiction of any kind. Feedback is appreciated.
  4. (Before we start, this is based off a picture I drew back in July, and the idea stuck with me shortly after I drew it. And it has a reference to a certain 'musical' video, but it's not very relevant.) Also, BF and GF's names in this are Keith and Charlotte respectively, even though GF doesn't make a physical appearance in the fic. The two never thought they'd get back together. Just the previous week, Charlotte's father hired Pico to kill her boyfriend who turned out to be his ex, and now they were back. Of course, Keith still loved his girlfriend dearly, so he asked her if the three of them would be in a polyamorous relationship when things were sorted out, which she agreed to. The three decided that the two boys would spend a date night together like old times while Charlotte was with her parents. The restaurant they went to had free soda on Saturdays, so they took advantage of it then went overboard when they decided to do a drinking contest, one trying to outdo the other. "I-I gotta stop....I'm gonna-" Pico placed the empty glass on the table rim down as a loud, guttural belch escaped his gullet. "Oh god.... So...... who won?" "....I don't know." The table was absolutely covered with glasses, just about to the point that the plates that they finished beforehand were barely visible. It was just then Keith noticed the twinge in his abdomen this amount of indulging was sure to result in. He also noticed that his redheaded boyfriend also had it pretty bad, and he seldom made his desperation known. And of course they had to realise NOW that the restaurant's men's room was out of order. "Guess we'll have to find somewhere else, we'll never make it back like this...." "Let's hope we can....ngh...sh-shit...." But there wasn't much open in town at that time of night, and the few establishments that were had their bathrooms to paying customers only. Somehow they found themselves in the corner of town where bathrooms don't exist. "Damn it, where the hell are we gonna find a bathroom at this hour?!" "M-maybe this church over here has a bathroom!" "...yeah, that's gonna happen. Why would you consider that option anyway, Keith?" "Uhh...." That was when Keith recalled. Pico wasn't there at the time. Before he started looking for a bathroom then ended up rap-battling against a Neapolitan ice-cream-esque nun, he remembered the ginger hothead was in front of the queue of the Funk E. Cheese's men's room, threatening to shoot the lock off... An hour into their search, the situation was really getting dire. The two could barely walk without leaking every few steps and they both had a bit of a bulge if one could look closely. The blue-haired individual heard a slight whimper and turned his head around to see his partner bunching the bottom his sweater up, his legs twisted into a preztel. "I-I can't do it...... I'm gonna have to piss here...." He rushed into the alley, already scrambling to get his belt undone. Keith joined him, knowing that he didn't have much time either. He saw a hidden hole-in-the-wall place when he was about to undo his own pants. "W-wait! We could try over here!" "Wh-what?!" Pico noticed it too, but he thought he had to pee so bad he started hallucinating. Next thing he knew, Keith grabbed his hand and opened the door in the alleyway wall. Luckily for them, the restrooms were right near the entrance. They scurried in, still holding hands while Pico had his other hand holding his pants up so they wouldn't fall down. "Shit shit shit, it's trickling out-!" "Just hold on for a few more seconds, we're almost there...." B reassured his lover, feeling himself start to lose control too. They rushed to get themselves positioned and aimed at the urinal wall, their aching bladders doing the rest of the work for them. They couldn't believe it, they were finally getting relief... For what felt like hours, the feeling of pure relief was coursing through their veins the more their bladders emptied. For the next minute, the only sounds that could be heard were forceful hissing and moans of complete and utter bliss. Pico finished first, rubbing his flat, sore bladder then tucking himself back in... He turned his head to Keith, finding out that he was still going full force, a clear sign that he definitely won that contest from earlier. He couldn't help but stare, looking at the stream that was just now beginning to falter. "Oh my god...." Soon enough, he stopped, sorting himself out. "Damn Keith, you sure had me beat...." "Heh, yeah...." That was when they stopped holding each other's hands, walking over to the sinks to wash them. "Let's head back..." They nodded, and left the bathroom, resuming the handholding at a much more leisurely pace...
  5. Hey all, I'm getting back into posting stories here! We'll start things off with a rework of a very old story of mine originally posted on Tumblr. It's pretty much the same story, but I've polished up the rough edges, the structure, and rewritten a few parts I didn't like. In this story, Peridot has to pee for the very first time, and has no idea what to do about it! Will she figure things out before she explodes Enjoy! 🥰 Peridot NEEDS Release! Peridot groaned. It was late but she couldn’t sleep. She didn’t need to, but she found it a pleasant experience, and since Lapis was such a big fan, she’d been doing it much more often lately. Not tonight though. There was something rather… pressing… on her mind. She chewed her bottom lip, shifting her position in the lawn-chair for the hundredth time. It was long ago that she’d abandoned the hammock she and Lapis shared, for fear of waking her. That and, somehow, the thought of liquids, those which her “barn-mate” could control, was making things worse. Her petite figure was starting to shiver, her bum was tensed and wiggling in her seat. All she could do was whimper as a fierce wave of urgency rocked her frame, then wonder how she’d let this happen... Gems have no concept of holidays, no real understanding of celebrations, and no clue at all about feasting, drinking, or whatever came next. Despite not feeling the need to put organic matter into their bodies, and never having done it prior, Lapis and Peridot had certainly learnt about the process. Camp Pining Hearts, the greatest work of human Television, had taught them all about the kinds of foods humans eat; the customs, the preparations, the apple cider… it was enough to make even the newest of earthlings curious. After all, it seemed harmless enough. So, the blue and green gems had given drinking a go. Lapis had actually given it a little more than just a go. For obvious reasons, she had found the sensation of water running down her throat interesting, pleasant, and once started hard to resist! Peridot had been hesitant, however. Yet, always eager to learn about the Earth, and in part to please Lapis, she had found herself drinking nearly just as much. It was only now that she remembered the consequences Amethyst had warned her about. Well, she remembered some of what she’d said anyway, it had been hard to pay attention at the time. It had felt rather a crude subject, beneath her. She regretted this immensely now it was inside her. With a gasp she felt a dire need to clasp between her legs, though not knowing why, perhaps because that was where the burning ball of waste liquid sat. What she did do, though, was carefully palpitate her abdomen, which had swollen to make her waist a few inches thicker already. Stars, if only she’d listened to Amethyst, she’d know how to deal with this! Her only hope was that eventually the liquids would find some way to exit her body, though she had no idea how it would. (Gems, of course, do not naturally have genitals, or urinary systems, and Peridot had no idea what there were to begin with!) Luckily, she had remembered to create a sort of stretchy sack for the waste fluids to be stored but simply had no idea what to do with it next. She just felt full… so very full. Her thighs shook and squeezed together. Grasping her mouth, she muffled another moan as her distended bladder suffered a spasm. It contracted painfully, as if it were trying to push the urine somewhere, but where? The first 24 hours hadn’t been so bad, the evening after the meal had come around without any problems. She’d felt the liquid pass through her and settle into her primary containment tank, or “stomach,” then slowly filter through to her secondary; her “bladder.” It wasn’t until that night that she began to feel pangs of fullness; of an uncomfortable sensation tingling between her legs. She had dreamed of dancing, running water, pools, her time spent in Steven’s bathroom (for some reason) many strange things. When she’d woken up, she’d felt a fairly intense needs to rid herself of this fullness in her bladder and noticed an embarrassing bulge in her abdomen. Hoping it would die down, she had suffered through the whole day, never letting on, suppressing her desires to groan or squirm in discomfort. By evening her thoughts had been pretty one track; release, full, release, full, I have to, I need to! She couldn’t. Not only did she not know how, but her situation, her large belly, her sloshing insides, and her nervous, weak body language was just too embarrassing to let anyone know about. She could have woken Lapis and asked for help, but no. She could wait it out, she could just wait it out, she could suck it up and hold it inside until it just went away… …but what if it didn’t? What if it just kept building and growing inside her, this throbbing orb of agony and pressure. How much stretching could her form take? How many more days of this? One? Two? A week? Eventually I’ll burst! I’ll poof and then-! “Oh, my stars!” The words escaped her mouth, cutting off her own thoughts. She gasped in humiliation at the thought of her physical form disappearing, leaving behind a huge quantity of dirty water to spill all over the floor, and for her gem to fall and land in. She winced and shivered as the idea worsened ever-present yearning from her stressed little form. Wracking her brains for a solution, she thought back to her previous Camp Pining Hearts. She could vaguely remember a certain filler episode from season four, one that had revolved around Pierre enacting a righteous prank on Paulette. One involving a drinking contest, a full day of camp activity and him crafting circumstances that kept the irritating girl from the, uh… what was it? That was one of her least watched episodes with much attention it being both filler and largely focused on the objectively worst character. It had also been hard to relate to… until now. Muddy, cruddy, clod! I don’t want to be anything like Paulette! All she could parse was that she had to find some kind of room, a specialized place that would drain her bladder and relieve her of this pain. The issue was that she didn’t have one and had no idea where to get one from. She was certain that Steven would have one, with this being a frequent occurrence for humans, but he was definitely sleeping now, and Peridot wasn’t sure she could stand to wait! The green gem didn’t want to wake him for something so embarrassing, even if it was getting urgent… Peridot squeezed her thighs together so tightly they almost fused, another pained whimper slipped from between her trembling lips, and she fought to keep her sanity from drowning in her piss. Gritting her teeth and balling her hands into fists, she felt her body begin to sweat. M-Maybe this will help release some of the water! She thought, excited at the prospect. Now… what will work up a sweat? Jumping to her feet - and then immediately pausing to cross her legs, clutch her abdomen and groan inwardly - she began to run on the spot. The movement was bouncing the “larger-than-average lake” of piss within her, making loud splashing and sloshing noises as it cascaded around her alien bladder, making the pain almost double as it bore down on her crotch with renewed fury. Peridot paused, gasping for breath and conscious of the noise her movements were making, but more because she feared she’d pop right then and there from the pressure. However, once she checked her forehead and found it damp with sweat, she became reinvigorated, and began to make extremely awkward jumping jacks. It was agony to endure, but she was doing as best she could while so terribly water-logged. She didn’t care if she looked ridiculous, she already did with that jarring, distended belly full of fluids that she carried with such spite, the burden she wanted so desperately to go away. As she completed her 18th jump, each causing shockwaves of pain to ripple through her, she swore she’d never drink again. Nothing was worth this situation, nothing at all! Minutes passed and Peridot kept exercising, everything causing her greater pain and soaking her quivering body with further sweat. Eventually she had taken all she could take, exhausting her physical form completely. As if she were a machine running beyond its max capacity, overloaded and malfunctioning, ready to explode! She collapsed to her knees and let out an uncontrollable whine, almost a howl, like a squirmy puppy needing to be let outside. She just grabbed between her legs and writhed in agony, moaning, gasping out loud without regard. The pressure had become impossible to bear a second longer! Full! Full! I want to go! I want to go! Let it out! Get it out! I need it! I need it! I need it so bad! I’m bursting! Desperate! Help me! Help me! Diamonds help me, please! “Peridot!” Her tear-soaked eyes snapped open. In front of her was Lapis, watching her outbursts and her small, sweaty, trembling body, kneeling on the floor with both hands buried in her groin. Peridot’s face flushed a deep green and she quickly removed her hands and stood, but the pressure skyrocketed and she grunted out loud, bending forward and stamping one foot like a spoiled child, all in an attempt to get her own way against that nasty, rebelling, stuffed-to-bursting bladder. “L-Lapis… it’s… it’s not… I’m not… I…” was all she could manage before falling to her knees once more, her hands clenched on her thighs and her body quivering! A slender blue finger pressed against her lips, and Lapis spoke with empathy, “Peri, it’s okay. Just… let it happen.” Peridot’s visor was foggy from her panting, but she still managed to stare up at Lapis with big, needy, confused looking eyes. The taller gem was smiling gently, if blushing a little, and one soft hand was resting on Peridot’s cheek, soothing the pain away. “L-Let what h-happe-? HnnNN!” Peri couldn’t even finish the question before she was overwhelmed by a sudden and agonizing wave of pressure. Again, the area between her legs felt like it needed to be held. A heat built up within her and around that area - she felt like she was going to burst! “Peri… stop trying to hold it, you’ll hurt yourself! You have to let it go…” All Peridot could do was gasp and whine at Lapis, trying so hard to convey that she didn’t know what to do, but focusing now mostly on the growing contractions; pulsing jets of pain striking her without end. It was unbearable! She was going to pop! Going to poof! It’d get all over Lapis! She couldn’t-! Lapis gulped and looked down at her with great sympathy, but determination. Slowly, she crouched down beside her green companion and leaned towards her right ear. She whispered, softly, with care, “This is for your own good.” Before Peridot could register what she’d heard, Lapis raised one arm in the direction of a toilet based sculpture, or Meep-Morp, that stood as ever against one wall of the barn. With an elegant flick of her wrist, she levitated a small trickle of water from inside, then directed it to her and her bursting companion. She let it hover in the air above them as Peridot stare up in horror. Then she let it pour. It fell in a trickle, a gentle stream of liquid which gracefully tinkled downwards, directly onto Peridot’s thighs. Agony was an understatement, Peridot screamed as if her body was on fire, the space between her legs felt ready to explode off her body, and her bladder had contorted into the shape of upside-down cone, the point bearing down on that spot with all its watery weight. Every inch of her body was concerned with this behemoth of urine, this gallon of piss that fought so violently to escape. Her eyes went blank. Tears ran down her cheeks. This was it. She was going to poof right then and there. All as her nethers began to glow and change… Lapis, still beside her ear, brushed back her hair and gave it a gentle bite. She whispered, “Release…” Peridot’s urine burst forth from between her thighs, a fresh-formed human vagina, pee hole and all, had taken shape there now. Her body had shape shifted out of its pure desire to expel! A shallow, quivering moan left Peri’s drooling mouth, hanging open as her eyes tipped upwards. The thick rope of yellowed, long held, steaming and strongly scented piss continued to billow from her, cascading all over Lapis’s dress and soaking it through to her legs, not to mention Peridot’s leotard, which was drenched and clinging to her. The stream was so strong it almost hurt to let fly, but the relief was so intense that all was ignored. Between her gasping and groaning, Peridot was shrieking “YES!” “OH!” and “STARS!” Her face was orgasmic, the stream kept inside for so many hours, consisting of so many pints, finally spraying all over the floor, herself, and Lapis. Her hands rose to grip her face, then slid upwards, running through her hair, all as her mouth remained agape and her tongue hung out like a panting dog; one having finally lifted a leg against the tree. The boiling wastewater almost made Lapis flinch in pain, but she stayed beside Peridot and let it happen, all as clouds of urine scented, potent steam rose into the air to encompass Peridot’s frantically shaking body! The stream had to have passed two litres in volume, but lasted little more than a minute, such was the pressure it was released with. After so much pain, so much struggling, her endurance was over, and Peridot hung there in the bliss and afterglow. Even after the torrent had come to a close, Peri continued to gasp and shift her position, moan, and whine with such intense feelings of euphoria. How could something that had been so terrible cause her so much pleasure now? It was intoxicating, she was drunk on pissing! That was until she noticed how soaked she’d gotten Lapis. “I-I… I’m so sorry Lapis!” “Shh…” Lapis leaned in for a gentle kiss on the bright green, blushing gem’s lips. “It’s okay. You should have told me you had to go, I already let mine out a while ago… what took you so long?” Peridot began to regain her senses, she recalled the smell of ammonia from when Lapis had first approached her, along with the slight dampness of her dress, which was now much worse, of course. “Y-You mean… you…?” “Yes, I wet myself. Didn’t you remember what Steven told us?” Peridot lowered her head, “I remembered where to store it but… n-not what to… do with it…” Lapis gasped, “You mean you couldn’t… Oh you poor thing!” “I-I guess some part of me remembered… I just had to get it out so I… I guess it must have just forced things… I thought I was gonna poof!” Worry turned to guilty giggles as Lapis snorted, holding a hand to her mouth, resisting as best she could. “H-Hey!” Peridot protested; her words broken by her own laughter, “I-It’s not f-fun-ny!” Eventually both gems gave up trying to hold back. After all, they’d both done enough of that for one night. The pair snickered mindlessly for a while before Peridot began to sway, and her eyes to droop. Recognizing how tuckered out she must be from the strain; Lapis lay Peri on her lap and allowed her to drift off to sleep. Once she was sure she was gone, the ocean gem lifted her cuddle partner and carried her to their hammock, where the two soaked gems lay curled up together and slipped into slumber land. The only sound to leave Peridot’s lips was one final sigh of bliss and relief, followed by a small, but heartfelt, “Wow, thanks...” Lapis smiled wide and hugged her closer. It had been a rough night.
  6. Just a little scene I just wrote for fun. Don't know if there are any Yuuri!!! on Ice fans around here, but have a cute little Yuuri/Victor omo ficlet anyway. It had not gone well. And little wonder, given the fact that the moment he stepped out on the ice, Yuuri discovered that he really, really had to pee. How are you supposed to do a quadruple toe loop when you’re desperate for the toilet? Let alone a salchow or flip. Yuuri fumbled with his skates the moment he got off the ice, hands shaking. The kiss and cry was a no go. He had to run right now if he was going to make it in time. ‘Yuuri?’ Victor’s voice called, but he didn’t have time to listen. He ran. ‘Shit, shit, shit!’ The nearest bathroom wasn’t far, but he had to stop twice along the way to cross his legs and grab himself through his costume. Luckily, no one was watching. He made it inside, locked the door, began to fumble with his costume, and . . . ‘No! Shit . . .’ He had no way of stopping it, and he moaned pathetically as his pee came out, soaking his costume. Yuuri had never felt so ashamed in his life. Here he was, a grown-ass skating champion, pissing himself because he failed to make it to the bathroom on time. Skating had probably made it more difficult to hold it. He slid to the floor and sobbed. There came a knock on the door. ‘Yuuri?’ Victor’s voice was filled with concern. ‘Yuuri, are you okay?’ ‘I . . . I’m fine!’ Yuuri knew he didn’t sound especially convincing as his voice cracked. ‘Just . . . go away!’ ‘Are you sick?’ ‘Y—no, I’m . . . yes, I’m . . .’ Shit. ‘Let me in, Yuuri.’ ‘No. Just go away.’ ‘Are you upset because it didn’t go well?’ Yuuri almost laughed. If only Victor knew. ‘No. Yes. Just . . . please.’ It came out as barely a whisper. ‘Please just go.’ He heard Victor sigh. ‘No. I refuse to go when you’re in there by yourself feeling like crap. Just let me in so I can help you. Okay? If you won’t let me in as your coach, at least let me in as your boyfriend.’ Yuuri closed his eyes. It was hard to argue with Victor when he sounded like that, so earnest and sincere and loving. Finally, he stood on shaky legs and unlocked the door. It opened at once, and Victor stepped inside, closing and locking it behind him. ‘Yuuri, what—?’ He frowned. Looked at Yuuri and then down on the floor where a puddle had formed. ‘Oh dear.’ Yuuri couldn’t look at him. ‘I’m gross,’ he mumbled. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘You had to pee that badly? That’s why it went so poorly out there?’ ‘. . . yes.’ Yuuri felt tears sting his eyes. ‘I ruined the costume, too . . .’ Victor shook his head. ‘It can be dry-cleaned.’ He sighed. ‘Okay, I’ll go get you some dry clothes. I’ll be right back.’ Yuuri locked the door behind Victor and, for lack of anything better to do, sat down on the toilet and hugged himself. What now? Was Victor disgusted with him? He should be. Yuuri felt mortified, but he knew that Victor would have had to see it in the end regardless, or he would have been stuck in this bathroom forever. A few minutes later, there was another knock. ‘Yuuri? It’s me.’ Yuuri unlocked the door again, and Victor entered, locking the door again behind him. He carried a bag, and set it down away from the puddle on the floor. ‘Sorry,’ Yuuri muttered. ‘I should clean that up.’ ‘It’s okay,’ said Victor. ‘I’ll clean it. You just get changed. I brought a towel, so you can clean up a little.’ Yuuri started to undress. Even though he and Victor were frequently naked together, he still turned his back. He pulled off the sopping wet leotard, swallowing back a sob. It was just so embarrassing. He turned to the sink, soaking a wad of paper towels so he could clean his crotch and legs. He noticed to his chagrin that the touch made him half hard, in spite of everything. Yuuri dried himself with the towel. He heard Victor go up to the sink to rinse something and glanced sideways. He’d brought a rag, which was now soaked in urine. ‘Fuck,’ Yuuri mumbled, pulling on clean underwear. ‘This sucks . . .’ ‘Don’t worry about it, lyubimiy. It happens.’ ‘Not to skating champions in their twenties . . .’ He felt a hand on his shoulder. ‘Hey.’ Yuuri turned his head to meet Victor’s gaze. His expression was kind. ‘I said it’s okay. It doesn’t matter.’ He pulled at Yuuri’s shoulder so he would turne to face him, and put his arms around him, hugging him close. ‘I love you no matter how many times you wet yourself.’ Yuuri laughed in spite of himself, and put his arms around Victor in turn, burying his face in his shoulder. ‘I love you too.’ They stood like that for a moment. Then Victor uttered a puzzled, ‘hm’, and stepped back, looking pointedly down at Yuuri’s crotch. ‘What’s this, then?’ Yuuri quickly turned around again, pulling a pair of jeans out of the bag. ’N-nothing.’ ‘Nothing? Cause I felt that.’ ‘You . . . you were just really close. I . . .’ ‘You don’t get hard every time I hug you, Yuuri.’ ‘Does it matter? This isn’t the time.’ Victor’s arms encircled him from behind, his hand sliding down his bare stomach towards the waistband of his boxer-briefs. ‘It’s kind of hot, though. Is it cause you . . . felt embarrassed? Cause I know embarrassment can sometimes make me feel kind of excited.’ ‘It’s not! I’m not . . .’ But Yuuri couldn’t lie to Victor, no matter how much he wanted to, and he sighed. ‘Yeah. That’s probably it.’ ‘Then let me help you.’ Victor’s hand disappeared into Yuuri’s underwear, and Yuuri hissed as he wrapped his hand around his cock, making him fully hard. ‘Mm, that’s it, my love. Doesn’t that feel better?’ Yuuri’s head drooped forward and he nodded. ‘Yeah.’ Victor stroked him slowly with nimble fingers, and then he pulled down Yuuri’s underwear again. ‘Won’t do to stain these, too,’ he murmured and placed a soft kiss just behind Yuuri’s ear. Yuuri groaned. ‘Mm, there’s a good boy.’ Victor stroked faster, and Yuuri moaned. ‘That’s it.’ Yuuri’s breathing came in short, ragged bursts. ‘I have to pee again,’ he gasped without thinking, and Victor chuckled softly in his ear. Victor manoeuvred Yuuri over towards the toilet and lifted the lid and seat with his free hand. ‘Come for me first?’ It was all the encouragement Yuuri needed, because he was already pretty close, and he came with a soft whimper, cum shooting into the toiletbowl. Victor kept his hand on his dick, and a moment later Yuuri peed again. ‘There you go.’ Victor kissed the back of his head. ‘You’ve been very good for me, Yuuri.’ He pulled Yuuri’s underwear back on and turned him around again so he could kiss him. Yuuri sighed into the kiss, his cheeks hot with embarrassment. ‘Did that feel good?’ asked Victor, pulling back to look into Yuuri’s eyes. Yuuri only nodded, not trusting himself to speak, and leaned forward to kiss Victor again, because that was all he wanted. ‘You stay here and get dressed,’ said Victor after a couple of minutes of this. ‘I told them you were ill, so I’ll just go give the press some platitudes, and we’ll head back to the hotel. Yes?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Maybe we can have some more fun when we get there, hm? Cause I’m feeling pretty excited now, too.’ Victor winked, and then he left the bathroom. Yuuri locked the door, sighed, and put on his clothes. Having some fun in their hotel room didn’t sound like a half bad idea, and he adjusted his junk. Maybe he should do this again some time.
  7. Fan-Fiction for the episodic adventure Life is Strange, click the link to find out more about this lovely game. Perhaps the fluffiest thing I've ever written. I would appreciate comments and feedback after reading it. Thanks :). Download: kate.txt Picture credit: http://www.deviantart.com/art/ProtectKateMarsh-525485100 Protect Kate Marsh This is where I sat with Chloe the first day we reunited. On this bench settled on the cliffside overlooking the bay by the lighthouse. I must've spent hours sitting and thinking about not only the final decision that we made, but the entire week that had passed. If I said that I hadn't shed tears at all since then, I'd be a liar. Melancholy has taken over me and I couldn't imagine it would go away anytime soon. I’ll miss you, Chloe… Night fall came sooner than expected. I swear the sun was still up a few minutes ago but I must have been sitting here longer than I thought. I am exhausted from thinking too much and from drowning my face in tears so I decided to head home. I barely made it to the bus stop in time, the last bus of the day. For some reason I expected it to be right on time. Time… the ultimate enemy I had faced that week and also my greatest ally. The bus was almost empty except for a few late night business men. A few of them looked at me strangely as if it was odd to see a young girl taking the night bus. I ignored them and sat in a vacant seat away from everyone. Though now I realised they may have seen my red blotchy eyes. Thankfully, no one decided to concern themselves about it and kept to their seats. I pulled my hood over my head and listened to my music as the bus drove me back to Blackwell Academy. After arriving to my stop, I swiftly stepped out and began walking towards my dorm from the courtyard. It was barren as expected. The sounds of the crickets was the only thing I heard the entire way. I stopped on the steps of my dorms and looked back. I wondered if everything would be different now that I literally changed the course of time. I decided to not worry about that and continued on inside the building. The hallway was dark and quiet, until I passed by Kate's bedroom. The light inside was on and the door was cracked open a tad. Curiously, I stopped and listened. Inside, I could hear Kate sobbing quietly to herself. I debated if I should bother her right now. Of course I knew why she was crying. She's hurting from all the bullying. Then I remembered what happened at the party, and what was supposed to happen tomorrow if I didn't do something right now. I couldn't bare to think of it. I don't want to lose Kate again… I softly knocked on the door and waited. After a moment she stopped crying, but said nothing. "Kate…?" I whispered through the crack. I didn't look in, that would be rude. But again, she said nothing. I began to walk away, thinking she didn't want any visitors, until I heard the door creak open slightly. I turned around to see half of her face peaking out. "Kate, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you." She looked down, glum. "I just wanted to check up on you." We stood there and shared a moment of silence. Then she stepped back, opened the door and sat down on the edge of her bed. I took this as a sign of invitation and followed her inside. I started to sit down next to her but she stopped me with her hand. "Max, please don't… don't sit right here." Her words were sharp initially but then trailed off in a hushed tone. 'You can.. sit in the chair… just please.. not on the bed." She looked at me for only a moment then resumed staring at the ground. "Sure, Kate." I was confused but I respected her wishes and pulled up the chair from her desk then placed it front of her. I sat down and looked up at her. Her eyes were red from crying and it looks like she hadn't slept in a while. She was wearing teal colored pajama pants and a white printed t-shirt. I sat silently, wondering what I should say that wouldn't just make her more upset. How do I tell someone not to jump off the roof, when I'm technically not supposed to know about that yet? How do I tell her that I know what happened at the vortex club party when not even she knows? Should I tell her about my time travel power and would she even believe me? "Kate.. what's wrong?" I looked at her, almost wanting to begin crying again. Seeing her in pain hurt me. She fumbled the carpet with her foot and took a moment to speak. "Just… stuff." I already knew everything that has happened and will happen to Kate. But I have to wait. "I'm worried about you Kate. It's obvious that you're sad…" She looked up, almost meeting my eyes. "Kate, I want to help you. You're my friend." "I.. I just don't know if I can, Max." She let a lone tear fall from her eye that I saw glisten in the light. I picked up her hand from her lap and held it. She flinched and looked up at me as her lips parted. "Kate please... " I started tearing up as I looked into her gloomy eyes. She began quivering, I could feel her body shaking through her hand. Then she moved her left hand to the bed and grasped the covers. I followed her careful movement as she pulled them aside to reveal the bottom sheet. I gasped as I noticed the soaked area on the bed, gazing over it for a moment before giving her hand a soft squeeze. "Oh, Kate…" I whispered. "It's okay, it's not your fault." She said nothing, but kept part of her face covered with her other hand. I tried to keep eye contact with her. "You've been under a lot of stress. These things happen." I couldn't imagine how mortified she must have been. Plus this only added to her list of problems. Kate pulled her hand free of my grasp and buried her face into her own. I slowly moved over to the dry side of her bed, where the pillows were and hugged her shivering body tightly. She felt so cold. I would have wrapped a blanket around her but I couldn't bare to let go of her even for a moment. "Don't trouble yourself with me, Max. I'm just a failure…" "Kate, don't say that." tears were flowing down my cheeks at this moment. "It isn't true…" Her body began to warm up where I was hugging her and her shivers subsided. I felt her arms wrap themselves around me. Smiling, I leaned my head onto hers as she buried it into my chest. I wanted to kiss it because she was so adorable. So I did. "Max, this isn't… the first time it happened." She reluctantly said. I assumed she was referring to her bed wetting. I pulled her up from my chest so we were face to face. "When did it start?" I asked curiously. It was obvious she was so embarrassed that she had trouble talking about it. I just hoped I wasn't being too nosy, I only wanted to help her. "A… week or so ago. I think…" She looked down, ashamed at herself. "Have you seen the nurse about it?" "Yeah… but all she did was give me these stupid things." Kate leaned over in front of the bed and pulled out an unopened package of diapers. She set it on her lap and held it in place. I could see them from the clear packaging that they had little bunnies around the waist line. I smiled at how cute they were. "I'm supposed to wear them at night but... " Her face flushed red and she let go of the package, causing them to slip off her lap. I caught them and took a closer look at them. There appeared to be a small pack of wet wipes at the end. "Don't you think you should try them at least? Sorry if I'm being pushy." She didn't say anything but instead looked down at her feet with her arms crossed over her tummy. "I mean… I know they won't stop you from… but at least you can have a dry bed." Kate glanced over at the package without moving her head like she was contemplating what I said. "I guess that makes sense, Max… I just..." I could see that her body was shaking again. Stupid Max, you're embarrassing the poor girl. But she did need to try them. "They're cute aren't they?" I said, pulling one out. Kate looked at the diaper in my hand and then up to me. Her face went even more red with embarrassment. "Max, could you help me with it? I just… don't think I can do it by myself." I was taken aback by her request. I didn't expect that at all… though I wasn't averse to the idea. I looked at the diaper in my hand. Am I really qualified for this? I mean, I changed a diaper once when I was fourteen while babysitting for my neighbors but this was different. It was definitely awkward, but exciting at the same time. "I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to, Max." Kate looked down and seemed disappointed that I wasn't willing to do it. "No... I want to, Kate." I stood up and walked to the end of the bed, setting the diaper down before me. Kate scooted down towards me and laid back on the bed, right under the wet spot. It was now I realised I was going to undress her, which meant seeing her privates. Did Kate realise this too? She looked up at the ceiling as I put my hands on the hem of her pajama bottoms. I pulled them off, along with her underwear which clung to her middle. Her pajamas were damp on the bottom from where she wet herself. Kate shut her legs together after being exposed. Now I should clean her with a wet wipe. I wasn't so worried about myself doing it but if Kate was comfortable. "Kate, I'm going to clean you with this wet wipe now okay?" She nodded her head. I pulled one out of the package and opened her closed legs a bit. This was the first time I actually looked at Kate's body like this, as I was trying not to stare at it before. I focused on cleaning her privates and her inner thighs, until the wipe was dry. I then tossed it into a nearby trashcan. Now for the diaper. "All clean, now I'm putting your new diaper on." I took the diaper and placed the front part between her legs. "Lift up." Kate complied and I placed the other half under her bottom and fastened the tape on each side. "All finished now, Kate." She lifted herself off the bed and looked down at her new padded self. "What do you think?" "Max, this feels so weird." She poked the soft garment as I sat on the bed next to her. "I know. But it will protect your bed at least." I smiled at her. She was an adorable site to see. The diapered look suited her very well. "And if you want… I'll come every night and morning to change you." Am I offering to be Kate's new mommy? Kate's face brightened up with a sweet smile before she grabbed me and hugged tight. "Max, you're a blessing…" Her voice sounded a bit cheerier than it was before. "I don't deserve you." I returned her hug and rubbed her back. "Kate, you deserve to be happy. You're the sweetest person I've ever met, and I will make it my life's goal to make you happy." She smiled and we continued to embrace each other on the edge of her bed. I could tell she was tired, her grip on me was loosening. Kate needed sleep, but not on this soaked bed. "Kate?" I felt her head move up to meet my eyes. Sleepy Kate looked so cute. "Why don't you sleep in my bed tonight?" Her eyes widened, and I realised what I said sounded a little strange. I felt my face flush red. Initiate awkwardness. "Um… I mean… uh…" I tried to justify what I meant. "I could take care of the bed, and I'll crash here when I'm finished." End awkwardness. "Max, you don't have to... " Her mouth opened wide to let out a yawn. "... do that." I watched her start to fall asleep again. Her arms fell off my body, and one hand landed on my thigh with a soft slap. "I want to." Her eyes opened half way but closed just as quickly. "Mmm… yuhsure?" "Yes. Come on, sweetie." I pulled her up from the bed and draped her arm over my back. She clung to me once again and we left her room and I closed her door. We made our way to my bedroom while her diaper made crinkling noises as we moved. Inside my room, I sat her on my bed and she got into her fetal position as I draped the covers over her. "Goodnight, Kate..." As I turned around to leave, Kate grabbed my hand. I turned to look at her grasp and then to her in confusion. "Max…" She paused for a moment, I thought she had fallen asleep again. "Sleep with me?" Wowsers. I felt a wave of goosebumps flow over my skin. "I don't want to be alone tonight… please?" Her soft voice trembled as she pleaded. "Okay…" I smiled. How could I say no to Kate? "Can I put my PJs on first?" Kate nodded and let go of my hand, no doubt falling asleep right after. I slipped off my pants and hoodie before pulling my sleep shorts on. Afterwards, I slid into my bed behind her. I kept some space between us, not knowing what I should do. "Hold me, please Max…?" her tired voice called out to me. Kate's body was shivering like it was before in her room. I wrapped my arm around her body and her shivering stopped almost instantly. My head leaned against her neck and part of her shoulders. I found her hand and grasped it in mine, then I heard a soft happy sound come from her. The vibration of it traveled through her back and into my ear pressed against it. I smiled and closed my eyes. Holding her close like this in the dim glow of the lights hanging above my bed was pure bliss. Her diaper rubbed against my legs as I pressed the rest of my body against hers. It was then I was reminded of the time I was in bed with Chloe after our shenanigans at the school. We didn't get nearly this close though. It was also then I realised that I hadn't thought about Chloe at all since I first began consoling Kate in her room. Confused feelings, Max has. All I know now is I didn't want to let go of Kate. I still felt horrible about Chloe, and I probably would always have a place for her in my heart. But now Kate will be sharing that space. I felt like I didn't need to worry about Kate's future anymore. I can protect her now. I just hope time doesn't get angry with me again for changing it.
  8. "Nice toe-loop, Yuri!" (y/n) shouted from across the rink. She wasn't quite as good at ice skating as her crush was, but she was working on it! Yuri had started his agape routine when he noticed just how long he had put off using the bathroom. He could hold it for a few minutes, though, he was 15 not 4! He continued skating and ignored his growing need, but (y/n) did see the slight hesitation in his jumps. After he had finished, (y/n) skated up to him. "Nice! Ready to go back to the hot springs? Viktor and Yuuri said they'd have dinner ready by the time we were done with practice." (y/n) stated plainly. Yuri nodded and they went to take their skates off. Yuri winced as he realized just how full his bladder was. He considered telling (y/n) that he needed to go, but he immediately rejected the idea. Despite his seemingly limitless confidence, he actually had a really shy bladder and would NOT tell people he needed to pee until he had 1 minute at most until completely losing control. He sat down with a small grunt and proceeded to untie his skates. He was bouncing his legs absent-mindedly and fidgeting, but luckily it seemed that (y/n) hadn't noticed his predicament. They collected their stuff and started their walk towards the older Yuuri's house. Yuri had his thighs pressed together and his fists were clenched tightly at his sides. The constant shaking didn't help either. (y/n) tapped him on the shoulder and he jumped, leaking slightly. "W-what?!" Yuri snapped harshly, blushing wildly. "Woah, chill out. You seemed tense so I was going to ask if you were ok." (y/n) said before she turned and continued walking. He followed her, but his pace was progressively getting slower. He couldn't stop moving and was squirming constantly now. After a few minutes, Yuri let out a long spurt and gasped. He panicked and froze in place. By that time, (y/n) had turned to face him. She walked towards him and placed both hands on his shoulders, holding him still. "You should've said that you needed to use the bathroom before we left." She said stubbornly. Yuri blushed and scoffed. "I don't need to piss, idiot!" He yelled, scowling and standing up straight before walking away briskly. (y/n) trotted to keep up. "Will you be able to make it or should we stop?" She asked with a concerned tone. "I told you! I don't need to pee!" Yuri spat, though his shaky, uneven breathing gave him away. (y/n) rolled her eyes. "I can't do anything about it if you refuse to accept the fact you need to use the restroom." She said matter-of-factly. He was about to argue when an intense wave of desperation washed over him. He doubled over and his hands shot to his crotch. His legs were twisted together like a pretzel and he was blushing furiously. (y/n) looked around and saw that they were in a small forest-like area, conveniently for them. "Here, go behind that tree." (y/n) said calmly. "I-I... I d-don't need... to..." He was stuttering and panting. he let out a quiet whimper. "Dude, just admit it. I'm not going to think any less of you." (y/n) giggled playfully. Yuri blushed and was about to protest yet again when a 3 second stream came out, making a visible wet patch on the front of his pants. "F-fine... I need- nngh." He groaned softly and bit his lip. He didn't have much time. (y/n) motioned towards the tree. As much as his dignity protested, it was either that or wet himself. He waddled over to the tree. "Turn arou- ah!" He leaked again. "ohgod ohno ohno ohno. Turn around ohgod pleaseturnaround Ican'tholditanymore." his words were jumbling together and he was fidgeting with his zipper. (y/n) turned swiftly and waiting for the sound of liquid hitting the dirt, but it never came. She heard a choked sob and turned to see Yuri with tears streaming down his beat-red face. "I can't! I can't! Oh god it hurts so bad." The Russian cried out as (y/n) ran up to him. He was hyperventilating and (y/n) worried that he might pass out. His eyes were screwed shut tight and he was biting his lip. "Yuri, it's alright. Calm down. Tell me what's wrong." (y/n) said, her voice giving way to her panic. "I-I... Bladder- NNGH! Bladder s-shy," he gasped, his hands glued between his legs. (y/n)'s face fell and she took Yuri's hand. "Yuri. Unzip your pants." She said sternly. "W-WHAT?!" He yelled, freezing and opening his eyes wide. "Do it. Aim towards the tree." She demanded. He was too desperate to question it at this point and he shuffled back to face the tree. He unzipped his pants and held himself, still dancing on the spot. (y/n) came up behind him and hugged him to her. He spurted and gasped, whining. She put one hand on his swollen bladder and pushed gently. Yuri let out a strangled yelp. "NO WHATAREYOUDOING?!" He yelled, "y-you're gonna make me pee! I can't hold it! It's going to come out! Shit shit shit (y/n) stop I really can't hold it anymore I'm gonna-" He gasped and choked on a sob. He was about to pee in front of his crush! "That's the point, you doof. You need to pee but can't so I'm helping you." She rubbed on his bladder in circles as he danced in her arms. He whimpered and gasped loudly when the dam broke. "NONONONONONONO (Y/N) HELP I CAN'T STOP IT IT'S NOT STOPPING." He cried, hot tears streaming down his cheeks. (y/n) removed her hands from his stomach and ran them through his hair. "It's alright, Yuri. Relax. Like I said, I won't think of you any less. It's ok, you can let go." (y/n) said soothingly. Yuri reluctantly relaxed and sighed contently as urine gushed out of him, making a muddy puddle in the dirt. The sound of pee hitting the ground was incredibly loud and he blushed, but the relief was overwhelming and he felt his knees give out. (y/n) caught him and held him up until his stream slowed to a trickle and eventually stopped. He regained his balance and fell backwards, curling in on himself into a tiny ball with his head between his knees. "Yuri." "Leave me alone!" He whimpered. He felt arms wrap around him before he was pulled out of his ball-like position into the warm, comforting embrace of (y/n). He shook in her arms before letting out a sob and starting to cry quietly into her shoulder. Once he finished crying, (y/n) lifted his chin so he was looking her in the eyes. "Feel better?" She asked soothingly. He nodded bashfully before shivering. (y/n) threw her coat over him and pressed her lips against his. Yuri melted into the kiss and closed his eyes before (y/n) pulled away. Yuri smiled sheepishly before saying: "If you do this everytime I wet myself, maybe I should do it more often."
  9. Which do you prefer? (Fluff-generally but not limited to hurt/comfort fics,things that make you go "d'aww",warm &fuzzy feeling | Smut-more "risqué" fics-mainly involving sexual things) Personally I tend to gravitate more towards fluff stories,I'm a sappy person and need fluff to thrive. Doesn't mean I hate smut tho <3 I enjoy a good smut story once in a while :3
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