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I'm at an event in Sydney 11:56 p.m. local time. After a role-playing game, a few of us colleagues have stayed to take a few drinks. The only problem is that we've been warned that the boys' room is clogged and only the pissoir works. Since I'm wearing a full body cosplay and the belt is fake my only option if I need relief is to get naked in front of everyone to use the pissoir (the outside door has no latch) or maybe I can ask the girls for permission 😉 Either way it seems like a great time to start a hold and test my stagnant limits...

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Hailey's On It! - Omorashi Pee Holding Adventure - 15th July 2023 This is my first story/fanfiction on this platform, so i'm sorry if something is wrong or I put this in the wrong place. For those who don't know what this show is: SYNOPSIS: This story will revolve around the new show "Hailey's On It!" starring a Hawaiian-American girl named Hailey Banks and her best friend Scott Denoga. She has a "list" of tasks that she has been creating throughout the years. Due to events that occurred, she HAS to complete EVERYTHING on her list, whether she likes it or not. It just so happens that Hailey Banks may also have a small bladder and may have put a Pee Holding Challenge onto her list of tasks, and there may also be chaos bots from the future trying to stop her from completing this task. Chapter 1 / Part 1 There is no wetting in this chapter, and this is purely to set up the story. It was 7:30 am, Hailey woke up to a slight urge coming from her bladder. "Ugh, I have to pee." as she remembers she had forgotten to pee the night before. She quickly hops out of bed and heads for the bathroom, only to suddenly be stopped by BETA at the doorway to her room: "Since you have no plans today, If you have to pee, now might be a good time to complete #277 from your list: While having to pee, hold your pee for 12 hours." BETA said. "Hold my pee for 12 hours!?" Hailey replied. "I can barely hold my pee for more than a few hours! How am I supposed to hold my pee for 12 hours? Scott wrote that as a joke back in fifth grade to make fun of my small bladder." Hailey replied. Just as they spoke, she heard a knocking sound coming from her window. It was Scott. She opened the window and let him in. "Scott, remember when you wrote me holding my pee onto my list, I completely forgot you wrote that on my list! Scott, WHY did you have to write holding my pee as one of the tasks? It wasn't funny then and isn't funny now." Hailey said. "It's easy to hold your pee, Hailey. Just.. don't use the bathroom." Scott replied. "It's not that simple, Scott! When you have to pee, you can't stop thinking about waterfalls and liquids and- You get the point." Hailey said, as she felt a slight twinge in her bladder as she pictured waterfalls in her mind. "It still is funny, Hailey! To prove how easy it is, how about I hold my pee with you? That way, we can be in it together. We can go somewhere where you can't find a bathroom or sources of running water, so you can't be tempted to pee. We can each drink the same amount of water throughout the day and I can prove to you that holding your pee is easy." Scott replied. "How about we both ride to the mountains and go for a long walk? I'll bring the water." Scott suggested. Before they left for the mountains, BETA had to tell them something: "The professor knew that this task would be one of the hardest to validate. Using technology from the future, the professor left you a box under your bed containing special white-colored panties which change color to yellow if a SINGLE drop of human urine touches it. They cannot be removed for 12 hours once they are put on UNLESS you... have an accident in your- you get the point. Anyways, you have to put them on." BETA said. Scott looked annoyed. "Bummer, the professor didn't make any special briefs for me? Tell that professor that i'm going to take on the challenge with Hailey Banks, and she better give me a pair of special briefs too." Scott remarked. Hailey blushed and interrupted. "Scott- Scott, BETA, don't look. Turn around! Cover your eyes!" She said embarrassingly. She undid her blue jean overalls and took off her panties and switched to the professor's special, white-coloured panties. "O- Okay, i'm done. You can turn around now." She said as Scott and Beta turned around. Beta had one more thing to mention: "Oh, and one more thing. Scott, the professor knew you would want to give Hailey company and join her on her task." Beta said. Suddenly, a box suddenly appears between Hailey and Scott, attached to it is a note stating: "Here are those briefs you asked for, Scott Denoga. Also, here are specially crafted self-refilling bottles of special water, which acts as a super diuretic, and will make its way to your bladder much faster than normal water or any other type of liquid." "I knew the professor wouldn't forget about me!" Scott remarked. As he opened the box, it was revealed to be white briefs, similar in color and texture to what the professor gave to Hailey, and a few, bottles of water which look no different to normal water. Without warning, Scott quickly grabbed the briefs inside the package and was removing his jeans with no shame or embarrassment in full view of Hailey, to exchange his briefs for the professor's. Hailey was blushing hard, of embarrassment but also a twinge of excitement...Before Scott could remove his Briefs, and expose his- thing in front of Hailey, Hailey said: "S- Scott, don't you want some privacy?" Hailey said, looking frightened. She quickly turned around so she wouldn't see it and so did BETA. "I guess the professor really went all out for this task, huh?" Scott said as he finished changing. "You can turn around now, Hailey. I'm done. To start, let's both drink a full bottle of this special water before we head out for the mountains. Don't worry about me already peeing and having an advantage. Becker was in the bathroom all morning so I haven't peed since last night either." Scott said. BETA set the timer: "12 hours and counting, Hailey! And, Scott I guess. 7 PM and you will have completed this task off your list! I suggest we get moving to the mountains, so there are no distractions." "Alright Hailey, let's go! You carry the special waters, and i'll drive the bike. I promise it'll be easy to hold your pee with no distractions. Don't overthink it Hailey!" Scott said as they headed for the bike. END OF CHAPTER 1 / PART 1 - Continuation Soon It's 5 AM, i'm going to leave part 1 there. I wanted to create a Hailey's On It omo as there are 0 about this show as of late. So far, I have them going to the mountains, somewhere slightly remote and somewhere where she can't just hide inside of her room if she wets herself. She is forced into a situation where her and Scott will both be equally desperate and will possibly have accidents with no privacy to hide or just "go in the woods." I'd love to hear from you guys though and let me know which direction you think this story should go. PLANS: What i'm thinking is either they stick to the mountains as they become more desperate to pee OR they stumble across a County Fair. Hailey doesn't want to go into the crowds as she fears she may have an accident but Scott rushes in, so she has to go with him. Maybe they meet someone like Kristine there, and she sticks with them, and since she's a vlogger she could be vlogging their encounter or their walk. Hailey DEFINETLY wouldn't want to have an accident in front of her! Maybe they get stuck on one of the rides, in an uncomfortable position on their bladders. OR, maybe they stick to the woods and never find a fair, but something else? Let me know where you think it should go! Let me know how I did on this, and i'm hoping to see it through if you guys like it!

You don't have to read everything to answer, but the last paragraph should be read. "I'll need you to fill out this form first." You feel like you just woke up. An anthropomorphic cat is handing you a clipboard with a paper on it. Your face must look confused because the cat speaks again. "Memory loss? Again? I told them not to hit you as hard as the last one." The cat says before adjusting the lab coat they're wearing. "I'm Dr. Skull, the scientist that'll be observing you and your creature. You were chosen to be studied on how the human mind works." You can guess their name comes from the fact that neither their tortoise-shell fur nor skin comes past their ears, leaving an exposed, eye-less skull. "Make your dream being using the template on the paper. Once you've finished, set the paper onto the tray next to you, and the being will appear in the testing room before. After some time, the panel in front of you will give you options that you must choose from for your being to act out alongside their status. Go wild, though. Anything can be reset, from death to scenes to unwanted reactions." You look at the paper stuck on the clipboard and think of all the possibilities. "After some research, you can get a second or third creature. It'll be a reward, however, so try to comply." Dr. Skull leaves the room, and you look over the paper, choosing the options and filling in blanks. Name: [Chosen by Fecility, Suggestions Allowed] Pronouns: [Freeform] Presenting: Feminine, Masculine, or Androgynous Genitalia: Penis or Vagina Species: Human, Hybrid, Anthro, Pokemon [Animal/Pokemon Suggestions Allowed] Personality: Headstrong, often avoids using the bathroom, asks for the bathroom, uses hands to hold, forgets need in favor of finishing task at hand, or Shy, easily humiliated, almost never mentions bathroom need, easily scared, no methods to hold, or Calm, polite, never mentions need, may ask for the bathroom, crosses legs to hold, posh, may forget need to seem classy, or Friendly, outgoing, may hold off need to continue talking, hates accidents in front of friends, doesn't mind accidents in front of strangers Bladder Size: Big [Four Gallons], Medium [Two and a Half Gallons], Small [Half Gallon] Start Fullness: [Freeform, #/10] Start Thirst: [Freeform, #/10] Scene: Home, Crowed Party, Hangout with Friends, Work [Suggestions Allowed] Bowel Use: Yes or No If yes, answer the questions here: Smut: Yes or No If yes, answer the questions here:

Mateo Trinall was finally 21. He had been awaiting this day for months, planning to spend the day partying and drinking 'til he could barely stand. Nothing could ruin this day. And nothing did. The day was gorgeous; blue skies, pleasant weather, and good luck. Mateo's statistics class got cancelled because his professor's car broke down, track practice was a breeze with the cool wind that came right as his coach blew the whistle, and Phil, the solid 10 of the tennis team, and gave Mateo his number when they met near the vending machine. Mateo was sure that the gods were smiling down on him. As the sunlight faded, Mateo prepared to party. He called his friends together, including Phil now, and set his sights on the pub. They went to the local nightclub, Starlight, and promptly got hammered. Tony, the designated driver, dropped the group off and then popped over to the library for some alone time. The rest of the group tried about 20 different cocktails between the six of them. Mateo could feel his lips tingle after each sip, and watched Phil struggle to keep up. After a few hours, Mateo was exhausted, drunk, and happy. As he stumbled to Tony's car, Phil nearly tripped as he ran after him. "Mateo..." he slurred, nearly in tears as he approached the boy in question. "You can't go without me. I looooooove you." Mateo's head was empty at this point, but these words made him happy. "I... love you toooooooooooo." Mateo leaned in for a kiss, and tripped. Phil, even in his stupor, caught him, and kissed the boy. It was glorious. That's the last thing Mateo can remember as he woke up the next morning. Time for the first choice! Im not sure how to do this entirely, so I'll give a few options. What did Mateo wake up in? ~a wet bed and boxers ~a wet pull-up/diaper ~Dry boxers, but nearly bursting ~The nude Vote in the comments below! After 24-48 hours I'll see what is picked the most and write that. Have fun! Hope you all enjoyed so far! This is my first time writing in a long while, so I hope yall like it enough for it be worth continuing. Thanks! ~OhNo

It didn’t happen that often, but whenever Lapis had to pee she would always just do it outside somewhere near the barn, where there was basically no chance of anyone seeing her. But today, she thought, was a perfect chance to try it out, well, somewhere else. She had been at Steven’s house for a while now to hang out with him, and now that he had left she seemed to be the only one there. As far as Lapis knew, Steven was the only one who ever used the bathroom or even went in there, and he had just said he’d be gone for the rest of the afternoon. Now she had the bathroom all to herself and could pee there in complete privacy, and right now she definitely had to pee. She closed the door and immediately went over to the toilet. Just as she was about to pull down her skirt she paused, becoming much more aware of the liquid in her bladder now that she was delaying letting it out. No, wait, while I’m here… She carefully stepped into the bathtub. Peeing standing up in the shower just seemed less normal than doing it in the toilet, it just felt… more fun. With her legs together, she slowly lifted up her knee-length skirt with both hands, and then took one step to spread her legs apart. She realized that she might get some pee on her feet this way, but she could always just wash off in the shower afterwards. In this position Lapis realized how much she had to pee, since she could just let it out right now. She also realized that she was shaking, not just because of her need to go, but also because she was nervous; for some reason, what she was doing just didn’t feel quite right. It’s fine, she thought to herself. No one can hear me, no one is even home. No one will know. With her legs still spread apart she began to relax her bladder, but for a second nothing came out, probably because she was still a little nervous. Right as the first drops escaped her, the bathroom door swung open with a slam, and Amethyst burst into the small room with an alarming amount of speed. Lapis instantly let her skirt fall back down, folded her hands in front of her, and moved her legs back together, now with an ache running through her from stopping her pee right as it started. Other than that, Lapis was frozen, half from surprise, half from the panic of her mind racing. Oh no no no no! Come on, why now? Why now? Just when I was about to… This was the one thing she had feared the most, someone catching her doing this in the act. Then they’d start asking all sorts of questions. What was she doing here? Why did it look like she was about to start peeing? Why was she doing it standing in the shower? Why was she doing it in the house? Then everyone would start to be wary of her and treat her differently, and eventually they’d lose all trust in her. This was Amethyst, but she’d still definitely tell the others, and it was clear she was about to start asking questions. “Um, what are you doing?” Amethyst asked, her voice a little shaky. The short purple gem was leaning against the door with one hand, and she had the other gripping the area between her legs through her dark-colored leggings. She was standing on one foot, with the other fidgeting up and down behind her. Before Amethyst got an answer, she continued, “Are you about to pee? Because I kinda really have to pee,” speeding up a little as she finished the sentence. She shuffled her feet and started fidgeting with the other one now, her whole body slightly bouncing up and down, and her thighs squeezed together. It took Lapis a second to come up with an answer. “Uh, no, no I’m not.” She was of course, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Amethyst. All she could do was stand still, painfully aware of the liquid in her bladder. Clearly Amethyst was about to pee herself too, and Lapis realized she would have no choice but to stand there in agony and watch it. “Ohthankgodthankgod!” Amethyst said breathlessly, and instantly began to shuffle over to the toilet. With one hand still squeezing her crotch she fumbled with her other to try to pull down her leggings. But she couldn’t get them down far enough to start peeing with her hand still in the way, clearly trying to prevent any more pee from spilling out. Even then, a few drops flew out of Amethyst’s crotch and made a visible stain on the inside of her pants. As Lapis watched this unfold, she thought of her own predicament, of how that could happen to her any second, and how it would feel. She thought of the feeling of pee slowly trickling out of her urethra and down her legs, some of it soaking into her skirt along the way. She imagined all of the pee she was holding bursting out of her at once, the amazing feeling of the pressure in her bladder being relieved, and how that would feel. She suddenly cut that thought short, No! I can’t think about that! She realized that thinking about peeing herself would probably lead to actually peeing herself, and she couldn’t allow that to happen, definitely not with Amethyst right here. Amethyst finally removed her other hand from her crotch, and before she could even sit down on the toilet, a jet of pee began to spray out of her and missed the toilet entirely. She quickly sat down, legs now spread wide apart, and directed the torrent shooting out of her into the toilet; it hit the water so violently that it caused a few more droplets to fly out. Amethyst had been breathing heavily, and now she started to slow down and let out long sighs. She leaned back, and kept her legs apart enough to show the fire hose of pee gushing out. “Ohhhhh my goooooddddd, I was literally about to piss all over the floooooorrrrr,” she panted, her face now seeming more relaxed too. Lapis bit her lip and watched and listened to the roar of the pee hitting the water and splashing around. Yeah, I’m about to pee all over the floor too, she thought. Lapis didn’t dare move her legs for fear of letting her own pee out, but that meant her only other option was to stand here, subtly hold her crotch, and watch and listen to Amethyst let out the biggest and most satisfying pee she had ever seen, until she ended up peeing on the floor herself. But she just couldn’t take her eyes off Amethyst, and couldn’t stop imagining how good the relief she was feeling had to be. She suddenly felt some warmth between her legs, and really hoped Amethyst would be done soon. Amethyst broke the otherwise silence, “Man, it just feels sooooo gooood to let it all out aaaallll at once.” She looked at Lapis. “Especially when you’re holding a lot in. I was actually holding it since yesterday.” She put a hint of humor into her voice, “I almost didn’t make it. When I saw you standing there I honestly started peeing a little right there.” Lapis turned her eyes away and didn’t say anything. This was not helping, and she started wishing harder that Amethyst would just hurry up and finish peeing so she could go. She felt a couple more warm drops run down her legs and started to wonder how much longer she could keep this up. “So what are you doing in here? You sure you don’t have to pee?” Amethyst asked, her pee stream still going strong. What? Was Amethyst reading her mind? Was she really being that obvious? Her eyes darted down to her hands still pressed into her skirt and her crotch. She suddenly became aware of a few drops’ worth of pee soaking into the blue fabric. Meanwhile, Amethyst showed no signs of stopping peeing. The purple gem said “Sometimes it’s harder to hold it when you’re thinking about it really hard, but I think that makes it more fun.” Lapis could tell that thinking about it made holding harder, and now she couldn’t stop. She couldn’t stop imagining all the warm pee rushing down her legs and splashing onto the bathtub floor and all over her bare feet. She imagined all the pain shooting through her bladder being replaced with emptiness and relief, and how Amethyst would react. She could act all excited, or she might be really put off, “What the fuck? Why are you peeing in the bathtub? You don’t do that.” Or she might be as shocked and embarrassed as Lapis was. Either way, the thoughts kept sloshing around Lapis’ mind and she couldn’t stop wondering what would happen when—no, if—she peed herself. “I’m—I’m doing nothing…I don’t have to pee,” Lapis said weakly. She started wiggling her toes in place, and tried to squeeze her legs together harder. Hopefully Amethyst couldn't pick up on that too. “Okay sure, but you’re gonna have to wait until I’m done,” Amethyst replied smugly, still sitting in the same pose on the toilet and still peeing. “I’ve been seeing how long I can hold it, and this might be a new record.” Come to think of it, how long had Amethyst been peeing? Lapis thought, How much longer is she gonna take? Am I really gonna pee myself while she’s still on the toilet? The pain in her bladder hadn’t gotten better, in fact it had gotten much worse. Her bladder was screaming at her to just go over there and start peeing in the toilet too, no not even that, she could just spread her legs right here and let everything out. She desperately wanted to fidget or squirm or do anything to help her hold it, but all she did was bend over slightly and try to squeeze her legs together even tighter. It didn’t help, and another short spurt leaked out of her and ran down her legs. I just have to stand still until she leaves. I just have to stand here. She just has to leave soon. She just has to leave… After what had to have been well over a full minute, the sound of Amethyst’s pee finally started to down as she let out one last shaky sigh. Lazily, she grabbed some toilet paper to wipe herself. Then, she stood up and seemed to take her time pulling up her pants and feeling the dampness around her crotch, probably seeing how much she leaked before her almost-accident. “Sorry you had to see that,” Amethyst said casually, without even looking up. And then she looked into Lapis’ eyes and added with a smile, “Or did you actually like watching me almost pee my pants?” Lapis didn’t know how to respond to that. With her lips pressed together and teeth clenched, she could just think to herself, Come on! Come on! Just get out! Just— But she never finished that thought. Just then she felt a new wave of urgency in her bladder, along with another long trickle of pee escaping it. Lapis now knew that she was about to burst, and she had no time to wait. Oh my god oh my god no no no no nononononono! Suddenly she dug her hands into her skirt and tried to squeeze her crotch as much as she could, and she immediately took a step to try to leave the bathroom, and go anywhere else where Amethyst couldn’t see her. As soon as she took the first step out of the bathtub she was met with a flood soaking through her fingers and her skirt as all the contents of her bladder spilled out between her legs and onto the floor. Some of the pee hit her legs on the way down, and Lapis felt even more warmth running down her legs and feet. Some of it sprayed onto her skirt, getting the front and back of it a bit more wet. The rest of it splashed onto the floor and hit the tiles with a splatter. After a couple of seconds, Lapis removed her hands and let go fully, just glad that the pain and pressure in her abdomen were gone. The warmth of the pee on her legs, the sound of it splashing down, and the emptiness inside her were even better than she imagined. But she couldn’t feel happy. Amethyst was still standing right there, staring at her. “Duuuuudee! I knew you had to pee, that’s crazy!” Amethyst said with a laugh. “You were actually trying to hold it all in just standing there? That’s soo good!” “I—I was trying to wait until you—until you left…” Lapis managed to say, her voice cracking. The pee stream slowed to a trickle and then stopped. Lapis shivered as she sat down on the side of the bathtub. Her feet and the back of her skirt were still wet, but she barely noticed that now. This was it. She had not only just peed all over the floor, but in front of another gem, and in Steven’s house. She just felt numb, and just wanted to lie down. Why did I do that? Why am I so stupid? What was I thinking? Now my life is over and I’m never gonna be able to show my face here again… Her chest felt tight and she started to hyperventilate. Then she felt tears welling up in her eyes. “You—wait, hold on, are you…” Amethyst asked. “I don’t mind—I mean—It’s ok. You’re not in trouble or anything” She sat down on the edge of the bathtub next to Lapis, seemingly not bothered by all the wetness. “It doesn’t matter if you peed yourself, it’s happened to me before. I don’t hate you or anything, and it’s not like I’m gonna tell anyone or anything, seriously” She paused for a long moment and added gently, “And I’m sorry if I made you feel weird.” Lapis felt another wave of relief even wash over her, even more satisfying than letting out all the pee she was holding. Now she felt even more stupid. Of course Amethyst was just trying to have fun, of course she wasn’t mad at her, and of course she had just imagined the worst possible outcome for everything. She looked at Amethyst and smiled weakly. “Yeah, thanks. I guess I just,” she sighed “wanted to try something out, and I guess I messed it up like always.” “Dude, you’re fine,” Amethyst chimed in with a casual tone of voice. “There’s nothing wrong with trying stuff like that out. I know what it’s like.” “Alright, sure you do” Lapis said, some energy and sarcasm returning to her voice. “Now can you actually get out so I can take a shower?” Once Amethyst left, Lapis kept sitting on the edge of the bathtub for another minute. She tapped her foot lightly in the puddle of pee still on the floor, and thought about how much grief it had brought her, or rather, how much she had caused herself. She sighed again and collected herself before standing up and starting to take off her skirt and top to take a shower.

fandom: Chilling Adventures of Sabrina pairing: Zelda/Lilith type of couple: FEMSLASH You can find the original on AO3 - it's still me! https://archiveofourown.org/works/29733597 Prompt: The setting is at the end of season two, methinks. Zelda's been working herself silly trying to build the Church of Lilith and ignores her body's needs. When she finally realizes her bladder's full she keeps getting interrupted (Melvin!). Enter Lilith (Maybe Zelda sends an involuntary prayer?). Zelda being Zelda tries to hide her predicament as long as she can (past the point of comfort maybe that's up to you if you're comfortable) until clever Lilith eventually catches up. At first she wants to have fun then she realizes the situation and coaxes her into letting go (in her clothes because it's hot. I don't know why, don't ask.). Cute aftercare later. VULNERABILITY Zelda made a mental note to find a better way to test potions. She wasn’t regretting her decision to take on that class as well (Hilda was the best in that field but they couldn’t have students simply brewing love or healing potions for the whole semester) it was stimulating and the kids seemed incredibly alert and prone to learn, which was a true delight. Perhaps it was seeing their friends and family die that spur them to want to know more and good, but she didn’t really care as long as they listened and took notes and respected her authority. She was satisfied with them and satisfied with that class; the thing was, still, she needed to find a better way to test their works. Because Zelda couldn’t stay there gulping vials after vials of this or that brew, simply to tell one that he needed to add more shark skin or another that she needed to use less belladonna powder: after tasting the sixth bottle (and she couldn’t just take a sip from each, she needed to gulp down the whole thing) she already was feeling funny tasting liquids sloshing in her stomach and was slightly nauseated. Her class counted 23 students, which meant 23 bottles of potion with some antidote after a few of the students messed up and created something poisonous. After her class, she had the brilliant idea to go straight to her office and get rid of some paperwork. That was almost two hours ago, and the sloshing blend of potions wasn’t heaving on her stomach anymore but had shifted elsewhere. Now, she was glancing at the clock, her pen scribbling away on a file, her leg bouncing atop the other, the band of her pants suddenly wrapping her hips slightly too tight, and a rather uncomfortable feeling settling low and deep in her insides. Huffing, she clenched her jaw and tried to focus on the pile of essays she needed to grade. Why wouldn’t any adult survive to help? Hilda was minding the practical side of the whole business (after all, those kids were kids and couldn’t yet take care of themselves) and Prudence helped her with some of the classes, but she was left with the tedious desk work and it was simply exhausting. Not to mention long: whenever she thought she was done with something, there was another pile of papers popping up on her desk. Being Directrix was hard and she was struggling, but she would have never admitted that out loud, of course. Unholy Lilith. She growled behind clenched teeth when another half an hour passed. She uncrossed and crossed her legs immediately, thinking that in a while she could spare herself a trip to the restrooms before recess (she needed to go before the students poured out of the classes and avoid some embarrassing or unwelcomed encounter on her way there). She could wait a little more and get something else done. She was an adult. She could do it. She needed to set the example: duty and knowledge came before everything, even before one’s basic needs - yes, there was no one to see her feat, but herself as a witness was enough. She would know she stood strong and tomorrow, she would teach, knowing she succeeded in making her mind and strong will prevail over her body. It was silly, perhaps, but she liked to have a new achievement set for each day, and today was getting to recess with doing as much work as possible while staying focused for the whole time despite her pending need. When Zelda noticed she was slightly rocking her hips on her chair, she stopped immediately. Swallowing with a pinched brow, she shifted back and noticed a rather uncomfortable heaviness in her belly. 30 minutes until recess, which gave her 15 minutes worth of work, still. She could do it; she had to do it. What were 15 more minutes? She pressed so hard on the paper that the quill broke and ink poured everywhere. “For Lilith’s sake!” She cried out, trying to marginalize the damage. The sudden jerk, however, combined with the anger and the surprise, made her unclench her legs to spur into action, and Zelda, perhaps for the first time, was made aware of the situation: the heaviness in her stomach shifted lower again, and, widening her eyes a bit, she felt a familiar and so unwelcomed pressure between her thighs. She clenched her inner muscles and stilled. Something down there had begun to throb. It was warm and slick but there was nothing that happened during the whole morning that could’ve made her even remotely aroused. It wasn’t pleasurable, just extremely uncomfortable because she knew what was causing that. It was... embarrassing. One thing was believing that the brain could overcome the body under every circumstance, another was ignoring a basic need until it became too much to handle. That was simply stupid. It was hard to admit she was wrong and that she had to give up and surrender, but it would’ve been much harder to have an accident like a little girl of three (she was more than 4 centuries older than that!). And with the scarce magic they owned at the moment, she would have been forced to walk through the Academy with a rather eloquent damp patch on her crotch. What a laugh for the students. There wouldn’t be an esteemed reputation for Directrix Spellman anymore: she could as much wave goodbye to her authority because, with good reason, the students would never take her seriously after something like that. No, she couldn’t let it happen. Swallowing thickly, she pulled at her jacket and pushed her chair back with her legs, putting some distance between herself and the desk. She took a small breath and stood up quickly, both hands going to rest on the flat surface before her. Zelda couldn’t do much but press her legs tight together as the heaviness in her abdomen made its whole presence known. Tentatively, she straightened her back and slowly unpeeled her hands from the desk, testing her own ability to move. Fingers grazing over her belly, she almost whimpered when she felt an unnatural roundness pressing behind the button of her trousers (as much as she loathed to admit it, even inside her head, Zelda had to come within reason that her bladder was at full capacity and she was feeling close to bursting). She couldn’t wait longer. Gripping the collar of her jacket and shoving one hand in the pocket of her pants (she couldn’t simply fiddle with her fingers to avoid reaching between her legs to help her already sore muscles to contain the flow), Zelda made her way toward the door, quickly calculating that she had a fair amount of time to go to the restroom, relieve herself and go back to her office unnoticed and without any unfortunate outcome. She was about to open the door when Melvin almost bumped into her. “Directrix Spellman!” He panted, looking like he’d been chased by some werewolf, like always. Melvin was her plague. He was the one running through the Academy shouting news and he very rarely carried good ones. At that moment, Melvin was her greatest curse, even more than ever. Yet, she had never ignored a student’s needs, no matter how silly they were (because as a teen, her niece made sure to remind her every day that even a simple love quarrel was a huge issue) and she wouldn’t surely start today. “What is it, Melvin?” She inquired, shifting impatiently from one foot to another. “You were going somewhere?” The boy asked, big puppy eyes watery as he silently begged to be heard. Zelda couldn’t just say she was going to the restrooms (it was private!) and Melvin reminded her of her own sister Hilda: sweet, kind, altruistic, panicky, and maybe even thrown into a world of witches and darkness that wasn’t completely cut out for him. She couldn’t just refuse him help. Lilith, give me strength. And so she retraced her own steps back and sat down in her chair and she was surprised that she could walk rather normally, perhaps a little wobbly, but Melvin didn’t notice anything. Once she sat, she sighed as the throb in her belly seemed to subside a little, and the fullness turned into something bearable. Perhaps it wasn’t as bad as she thought. “I solemnly swear it won’t take long,” Melvin promised and she nodded, giving him permission to start talking. However, just like any promises made by a witch or warlock, it was a lie: the boy went on and on, rambling about his sweetheart Elsebeth and his old grades and the classes that he loved and hoped to attend again and about the loss of his parents and how hopeless he felt about the future. Zelda made a mental note about asking Sabrina how mortal schools dealt with depressed students and consultants because they would probably need someone to help witches and warlocks too. After all, they all lost their families, they saw friends die, they learned their god had flaws and only recently started to pray to another: it was a lot to deal with. By the time Melvin had slowed down his incessant talking, Zelda was chewing on her bottom lip, her crossed legs, luckily unseen (concealed behind the desk) bouncing uncontrollably. A part of her wanted to keep on listening, but she just couldn’t, too focused on the pounding of her bladder. She rocked slightly on her chair, managing to make it look like a simple rearrangement and she took in the involuntary clenching and unclenching movements of her core, her body trying different ways to deal with the pressure. When the bell rang, they both startled. Melvin offered his apologies for taking so long, but Zelda dismissed him, cheeks going aflame when she lost control of her muscles for an instant, and a rather hot, fluid tingle traveled from her lower abdomen straight to her cunt. She pressed her thighs together and begged for it not to be an actual leak, but also for the blush on her cheeks not to be too visible. “Thank you for your time, Directrix Spellman.” The boy stammered and stood up to leave. Zelda watched him go and only when she was sure she was alone, she allowed herself a whimper as she leaned back on her chair and extended her still crossed legs under the desk. She felt tears pricking at the corner of her eyes when she heard the buzzing of voices rising from the corridors, signaling that recess had started. She wanted to cry. Now she couldn’t really venture outside her office and head to the restrooms because how would it look for her to wait in line with the students, squirming on her feet like crazy because she was about to burst? And how would she survive the sound of others relieving themselves and the running water from the sinks as they washed their hands? The only thought of that made her shiver. She had no other option than to wait 15 minutes for them to go back to their classes. 15 minutes weren’t much, but right now, they sounded like an eternity. Closing her eyes, she angrily unbuttoned her jacket (not that it did much because her bladder was constricted by her pants) and clawed at her thighs, raking her nails over the fabric to hear it rustle and cope with the throbbing. Unholy Lilith, give me thy aid. She thought, unconsciously, in her head. Surely the Queen of Hell had faced much more challenging threats than humiliation, but right now it was vital, for Zelda, to win that battle. If only she was provided with a little magic, she would find a solution to solve her issue rather quickly, instead, she was left to deal with a basic need in a mortal way: waiting without being able to do much about it. Zelda hated that condition. Zelda hated everything, right now. Soon enough, she found herself staring at the clock, the hands tickling away too slowly for her taste. Her drunken mind started to ramble about and Zelda found herself staring rather intensely at the plant vase next to the window for a couple of minutes before realizing how degrading her thoughts were, so she sighed loudly and started to bang her knees together. Praise Lilith, praise Lilith. She began to chant when the bell rang again: recess was over. She needed to wait a couple of minutes before going out of her office to give enough time to everyone to go back to their classes and empty the corridor, but... she did it. Her torture would be over soon. When she couldn’t hear a single sound coming from outside, she braced herself and stood up. Her legs were wobbly, the heaviness of her bladder almost unbearable, and what made her pale was the fact that she just couldn’t stand up straight. If anyone were to see her like that, they would either think she was about to throw up (which wasn’t far from the truth) or about to wet her pants. There was no denying it nor a way to conceal it. If standing was torture, she couldn’t think about walking. The restrooms were a couple of corridors and two hallways away. She clenched her jaw like she clenched her inner muscles and drew a sharp breath, blinking up to the ceiling to ward off the tears. The last rush of a marathon was always the hardest (it was the thing they said on tv whenever she watched it, hoping for a fight between the contestants that never occurred) but also the most rewarding. She just needed to get through the restrooms. Perhaps she was worrying too much because it was very unlikely for her to meet anyone. She could do it. She gasped when, upon taking her first, unsteady step away from the desk toward the door, she felt a hot wave crashing toward her. She closed her hands into two fists, her nails sinking into the soft flesh of her palms when she felt an aching pang curse through her bladder. Narrowing her eyes to not let the swirl of flames blind her, she watched in dismay as Lilith appeared in her office. Teatrical as always, the demoness was striking a pose, hands on her slender waist and hip slightly tilted up on one side, her infernal gown wrapping her figure perfectly and all in the right ways, the embellishment on the front of her dress framing her bosom, the collar of golden bones resting over her shoulder like armor, the crown gracefully seated on her head. Her eyes were bright and lively, her lips painted in red, curved into a smug smile that made Zelda clench her jaw even harder than before. “You called?” She asked, with the tone of someone who already knows the answer. “No.” Zelda almost whimpered, letting herself fall heavily back on her chair. Surely she couldn’t stand there squirming in front of the Queen and make a fool of herself. “Pity,” Lilith mocked her with a fake pout, slowly striding closer to her desk, her gaze caressing everything that was around, even Zelda. “I thought you did. You sounded rather… demanding too.” She explained. Zelda gulped down, cursing herself for praying to her so recklessly, thinking she had more important things to do in Hell than to actually listen to her silly requests - but that, of course, it wasn’t true because she was her High Priestess and had a direct line (so to call it) to communicate with the Queen. She’d been naive. “What is the problem, mother Zelda?” She practically purred, her fingertips grazing over the ink-stained paper in front of her. “Nothing.” The witch snapped, crossing her legs tightly and looking up at the demoness through hooded eyes. If she could pretend the way Lilith addressed her hadn’t affected her, then she could as well pretend that everything was fine albeit not for long, “I’m sorry to have bothered you, it wasn’t my intention. I bet Hell requires your presence, you'll be as busy as I am... if not more.” A smirk crept on Lilith’s mouth. To her dismay, she watched the demoness take a step backward and lay herself on one of the chairs that Melvin had previously occupied. Zelda found herself indulging a little too much on the way she crossed her legs and leaned back as if she was sitting on her infernal throne, the gown slipping off her thigh to reveal the tanned, freckled skin that laid underneath. The witch shifted closer to the edge of her chair, hoping it would give some friction against the seam of her trouser to focus on, rather than the building pressure gathering low in her bladder. “I always have time for my High Priestess,” Lilith murmured, her eyes never leaving hers. After trapping her abuser and owning the crown that was promised, she had all the reasons to gloat, but she had no right to look that fetching, nor so grand when Zelda, right now, only felt small and stupid. Lilith was the Queen of Hell and Zelda, as her High Priestess, wasn’t making her justice. Not that she would notice, since their relationship (if one could call it that) had always been a tug of war: Lilith would provoke her, Zelda would play aloof until one or both of them would get bored and bid goodbye until next time. Zelda wanted to close that conversation and rush to the restrooms. Lilith, on the other hand, seemed prone to endure a little more and it was different from any other time. Under other circumstances, she would swear the demoness was teasing her and in a rather flirtatious way too: Lilith was literally playing with her. It made very little sense, unless… No . There was no way she could know- Oh, sweet Lilith, she knew. “Sweet. You think I’m sweet?” The demoness tsked, “You flatter me, Zelda.” The realization that she probably was able to hear every single thought in her head had Zelda’s eyes grow wide and her heart skipped a bit. Unconsciously, she tightened her fists until it hurt and she vaguely wondered if she’d overdone it and drew blood from her palms. With horror, she watched Lilith’s smile growing wider, she watched her bare her teeth and exhale a soft sigh. Her gaze, however, was the opposite of softness: it was dangerous and feral, delighted and amused. A cat playing with the mouse. “You know, you’re positively delicious when you pray to me,” Lilith went on, “And I can’t just ignore my High Priestess now, can I?” Lilith had no right to sound so endearing, especially now, when her body was turning against her. The ache in her lower abdomen and the clenching muscles of her core blended with another, much different need that only added to her discomfort. Damn her. “There’s nothing wrong,” Zelda replied, even though she wasn’t sure anyone could’ve ever believed her words, “You can leave, thank you.” “I know I can leave,” The demoness replied, “But I don’t want to.” “But you need to leave!” The witch blurted out, her voice high-pitched, a clear admission of her desperation. She felt her cheeks aflame, her whole body quaking, and she pushed her hips further into the chair, whimpering when she felt the smaller hole in her cunt pulsing with need. “Now now, that’s not the way to speak to your Queen.” Lilith tsked again, her voice sweet as sugar, her eyes feral as a striking snake. Zelda swallowed thickly and, despite her struggle to remain in control of her body, her hands came down to her thighs, clawing once again at the fabric, her hips rocking subtly as she grinded her bottom on the chair. The clock in her brain wouldn’t stop tickling, reminding her the end was close. With the anxiety growing, and her body being so tense for so long, all her muscles engaged, she could feel sweat gathering uncomfortable on her skin. Bowing her head forward when another pang cursed through her bladder, she couldn’t control her right hand and, before she could acknowledge what she was doing, she shoved her fingers between her thighs, pressing intensely against her cunt, providing a physical barrier for the fullness threatening to breach her. “I can manage.” She whimpered meekly, eyes shut close when she realized she wouldn’t be able to remove the hand from between her legs without leaking. She waited, squirming when she moved ever-so-slightly her fingertips against the depth of her core, rubbing the damp fabric of the panties right across her fluttering, sore muscles. She waited for the flames to engulf her prestigious guest, she waited for Lilith to get bored of her and bid her goodbyes, but nothing happened. When she dared to look up, Lilith was still sitting on the chair, gazing at her, mouth slightly ajar. There was no way her demoniac eyes could see what was happening behind the desk, but somehow, Zelda knew Lilith was aware of exactly what was going on and the witch felt embarrassment cloak her like a cape. She felt exposed and judged: she was cupping herself, pushing her fingers between her thighs (hard) to avoid leaking, in front of the Queen of Hell. She was rocking desperately on the edge of her chair in front of her Queen. Zelda Spellman, the High Priestess, in order to spare herself a walk of shame in front of people that she wouldn’t likely have met in the first place, was about to have an accident in front of Lilith, First Woman and Sovereign of the Infernal Realm. The fact that she would wet her pants like a child was a reality by now, but doing it in front of her would’ve killed the witch. If she had to beg, then, for once, Zelda would have begged and implored (not before trying the less humiliating way even though it would probably cost precious time). “I wo- would appreciate it if you’d leave.” She stammered, hating how she couldn’t even control her voice. “I would appreciate some sincerity,” Lilith countered with a heavy sigh. Her voice was emotionless (she wasn’t enraged nor amused) but authoritative, “To build a stable partnership, Zelda, we need to be honest and open with one another, don’t you agree?” Zelda was panting now, eyes watery, her hips rocking against her hand, and she was painfully aware of the moisture seeping through the fabric of her trousers - it had been a leak or the effects of Lilith’s presence (or the teasing and the sultry voice) she couldn’t tell. Under the demanding stare of her Queen, her voice echoing through her head, Zelda found herself nodding jerkily. “I agree.” She mumbled, inhaling sharply from her nose when a particularly uncomfortable jolt in her abdomen made her go still for a second. The fact that Lilith leaned over from her own chair toward the desk, granting Zelda a particularly privileged view of the low neckline of her gown, was a blessed distraction for her mind, but a damned one for her cunt. It spasmed, both in ache and arousal, and Zelda couldn’t do much but stroke more insistently over her pants. “Then, be honest with me and tell me what you need.” She was about to wet herself, Lilith was not about to leave. She wouldn’t, not unless, perhaps, Zelda gave her what she wanted: voice her own need for as deprecable and humane and basic and humiliating it was. “I have to-” The witch whimpered clamping her thighs around her own wrists when a particularly powerful throbbing wave made her almost lose control. “I have to visit the restrooms.” She exhaled, an uncomfortable heat spreading everywhere in her body. “Why,” Lilith insisted, “Say it, Zelda.” The witch glared at her. Why was it so important to force her to expose herself? “Because- because I was stubborn and waited too long.” Zelda stammered, her voice turning unwillingly into a pained moan. “Because I thought I could control it and now my bladder can’t take a second more so I’m about to have an accident like a toddler.” She wanted to avert her gaze, but the satisfied smirk blooming on the demoness’ lips kept her glue there on her face. It was like she was praising silently her courage and a blessed heat, clearly of magical nature, was spreading in her chest. It was warm and comforting, but it didn’t soothe her need whatsoever. “There must be no secrets between us, nor reasons to be afraid to show our vulnerabilities,” Lilith murmured, “You just needed some encouragement to lower your mask, Zelda. I'm glad you did.” She nodded, a satisfied smirk printed on her lips. “Now off you go, put yourself out of your misery, I’ll be here waiting for you to discuss something I want to arrange with your pretty little Coven.” Zelda stared at her without uttering a single word. Lilith was being magnanimous, Lilith knew all about her and the thoughts going on inside her head, but she clearly didn’t know about the gravity of the situation. Zelda had run out of time: now the previous plan of rushing to the restrooms was infeasible, not without making a mess, not without humiliating herself forever. Zelda wanted to cry, but that too was humiliating. Lilith said she appreciates honesty? Then she would give her honesty. After that, perhaps, the demoness would leave and finally grant some blessed privacy to just deal with her issue. “I can’t.” Zelda whimpered. Lilith’s face contorted into a puzzled expression, “Can’t?” She echoed, her head tilted to the side. Zelda drew a shuddering breath and wiped angrily at her eyes with the back of her hands. If she’d dragged mascara and makeup across her face she didn’t care. “Stand up- I can’t.” The puzzled expression shifted again into one of mild concern that Zelda didn’t quite get. Gasping silently, jaw slackened, Zelda watched in horror as the demoness pushed up and stepped away from her chair, approaching the desk with a confident stride. She rounded it, gaze traveling from her horrified face down her body, settling quite obviously on her lower half. Zelda knew she was looking at the hand buried between her thighs, but she couldn’t do anything about it. She had no other choice but to keep it there and continue stroking with her pads, her middle finger pressed directly on her breaching hole. There was no denying she was leaking by now, the dampness rather evident against her pads. “Please, stop.” Zelda begged, tossing her head to the other side so she wouldn’t have to endure her gaze. “I did what you asked, now please leave.” Lilith didn’t answer. The witch was made aware of her close presence only when she felt a warm hand resting on her shoulder, slender fingers grabbing her and, firmly but gently, pushing her backward. Panting, she slowly turned her head back and peered up at the demoness. Lilith was giving her an encouraging smile. When the demoness nodded and pushed again, Zelda complied and obeyed the mute request, laying back until her shoulders met the chair. Unable to stop writhing, hips buckling on their own accord against her hand, Zelda could only let out a moan when a string of pangs hit her bladder, making everything throb. Her free hand went to claw at the padded arm of her chair, nails sinking into the foam and into the old fabric when she felt Lilith’s hand move South from her shoulder. Ghost-like fingers grazed over her chest, pushing the flaps of her open jacket off her stomach to settle on the rounded swell that had grown esponetially over the last few hours. Following with her eyes the foreigner hand gliding over her body, Zelda took a look at herself for the first time and remained at a loss of words when she actually realized how swollen her bladder was underneath her skin. The band of her pants was even restricting some of the swell and she actually looked pregnant like that. The sight alone made her whine and almost tear up (maybe for different reasons but she wouldn’t dwell on that right now). “Zelda, you’re so full.” Lilith’s voice was low and almost marveled and so warm and endearing fanning her ear as she leaned down into her. Her hand was splayed on her belly, its weight almost non-existing and still, it was unbearable. Like she didn’t know how full she was. It was too much. Too much of everything. “It- it hurts.” She whimpered, pushing her fingers even further against her pulsating cunt. Her hand had almost gone numb. “I beg of you to leave.” “No.” Lilith replied, her hand stroking, light like a feather over the outstretched, sensitive skin of her abdomen sheltering the overworked bladder underneath. “I don’t want you to hurt, Zelda, but I won’t leave.” The witch shook her head desperately at the implication. Lilith could ask anything of her but that crossed every boundary. “I can’t.” She whined, her breath ragged as she squirmed, trying to back away even from that slightest of pressure. “I won’t, not with you watching.” She swallowed, her body jerking forward when she felt hot liquid gush out of her without any possibility to stop it. She clenched her muscles, pressed her finger hard on her leaking hole, and managed to stop the flow (not for long, she knew). “Why not?” Lilith wondered, her voice grounding against the shell of her ear, “It’s between you and me.” “Exactly. I still have dignity.” If she succeeded in cajole her to go in the next 10 seconds, perhaps she would have had her accident unseen from any eyes but her own. 10 seconds though, not one more. Instead, she felt the tip of Lilith’s nose trace a small, messy path against her cheek. “Oh, but it won’t strip you of your dignity, Zelda.” Her voice was sultry and rich. Zelda yelped when the demoness’s hand abandoned her stomach only to be joined by another, thumbs sliding effortlessly past the bands of her pants. She felt some drip escape for the unforeseen invasion, but a sense of relief, albeit minimum, when deftly fingers popped the button of her trousers open, granting a little more space to her bladder to expand. “Quite the contrary, in fact.” Lilith whispered again, her teeth only grazing at the skin of her neck, close to her pulse point. “Let go, and I’ll tell you a secret.” Zelda mouthed a string of ‘please’ when she felt slender fingers wrap around her wrist and yank her hand from between her thighs. The absence of it triggered another spurt to escape her and, helpless, she looked down at herself only to see a small patch of darkened fabric on her crotch. “For your Queen.” She whispered, and her other hand claimed her previous spot above her stretched abdomen and pushed. AIf a mild pressure was already unbearable, an actual pressure was unthinkable to fight. Involuntarily, her legs unclenched and spread lightly while the witch body let go all at once, a spurt of hot liquid gushing forcefully against the layers of clothes and dampening the fabric. Zelda was panting, eyes closed into something similar to bliss where Lilith was everywhere around her and her voice was everywhere inside her and there was no humiliation, nor embarrassment, but just them, at that moment, because it hadn’t been an accident but something she needed and something Lilith desired to witness. When Zelda leaned back in her chair, utterly spent and sore, she didn’t dare to open her eyes. She swallowed and focused on regulating her own breathing, Lilith’s one, slightly labored, fanning her neck (and by the way the air hit her skin, she was almost sure the demoness was smiling). “Vulnerability is an indication of power, Zelda.” She murmured, her hand lazily caressing the restored taut area between her navel and her crotch. “You let me watch and stay while you were at your weakest, your very own body turning on you, making you lose the control you love so much.” Very slowly, Zelda blinked her eyes open and for the first time, she gazed into those ocean eyes and found something calm behind them. “I was asked by my Queen.” She murmured softly, her voice still quivering. “And I’m very pleased.” Lilith offered her a smile, “You’re done?” Zelda swallowed, engaged her inner muscles, and forcefully pushed the last few drips out of her. The process wasn’t pleasurable and a general soreness settled everywhere in her lower half. The witch whimpered and tried again just to be sure to be empty, then nodded lazily. “Let’s get you out of these wet clothes, then,” Lilith said and, effortlessly, she grabbed the chair and spun it the other way, so she was facing away from the mess that laid on the floor, hidden under the desk. To her utter surprise, Zelda watched the Queen of Hell kneel in front of her and looped her fingers into the band of her undone trousers and under the elastic of her panties. The witch took the cue and slightly lifted her hips to help her discard the ruined clothes, and a blush crept on her cheeks and neck when she took a glimpse on the rather eloquent glistening patch of thicker moisture on the inside of her underwear. Lilith must’ve noticed too because she smirked. Quickly, Lilith freed her legs, leaving cool dampness on the witch’s skin, and crashed the clothes into a messy ball to throw over the puddle under the desk, letting the fabric soak up the mess to further ease the future cleaning. “Does it still hurt?” She inquired. “It stings a bit.” “Let me kiss it better.” Reverently, the demoness placed one hand on each knee and looked up at Zelda, silently asking for permission. The witch nodded and spread her legs under her gentle guide. She couldn’t believe what was about to happen and yet… it felt so right, natural, exciting. “Oh Zelda, you’re beautiful,” She heard Lilith breathing, gaze raking over her bare lower half, “Hold this for me?” Without averting her eyes, the demoness reached her crown and tugged it off her head, a few strands of hair caught in the spikes resting tousled over her curls. Zelda blindly put it over the desk, her eyes immediately fluttering close when the first, bold lick lapped at her overly tired cunt and made her see stars. Zelda was so sensitive for all the clenching and the teasing and soon she found herself bucking her hips against Lilith’s voracious mouth. Attentive of her previous statement, the demoness was working her tongue greedily but carefully over her clit and puffy labia, spreading the sweet wetness around her folds, touching all the spots like she was used to fuck the witch all the time like they were lovers from centuries (and perhaps, unconsciously, they had been). Zelda couldn’t believe the pleasure the demoness was able to draw from the pain, and soon she found her hand carding through her hair, urging for more. Lilith obediently suckled on the throbbing clit, her damp chin pushing rhythmically against her slit. A predator, a monster, a beast. A huntress, goddess, salvation. When she stilled, her thighs clamping at either side of the demoness’ head, it was another kind of release, but equally satisfying. Her body fell slacken on the chair, utterly spent, and she watched closely with hooded eyes as the Queen of Hell emerged from her thighs, blood-red lipstick smeared around her mouth as she’d just feasted on a fresh cadaver, wiping away her arousal with the back of her hand. Zelda thought about offering her own service (mouth or fingers or both it didn’t matter) but she was so tired and weak that she knew she would disappoint. Besides, Lilith didn’t seem prone to pretend a return of favor (if it was about that). When Lilith presented her empty hand, Zelda smirked, reached blindly on her desk, and retrieved the crown. The demoness wore it. The witch fixed it for her. “Oh, now you’re leaving.” “I have to. As you said, I’m very busy.” Lilith winked as she stood up and smoothed the skirt of her gown. “But rest assured that I will be thinking of you tonight, in my bed, when I’ll take the mess you’ve caused in my hand.” The implication was enough to make Zelda’s core throb again. Unholy- Zelda stopped in time, eager to preserve a little dignity and a small advantage over the demoness: she’d been desperate (in more than one way) quite enough for one day. Lilith flickered her wrist, cleaned up everything, and even provided some freshly cleaned clothes; despite the previous sensation of feeling dirty and sticky, now Zelda felt like she’d just stepped out of a steamy, rose-scented shower. “I believe we’ll form a stable allegiance, you and I.” She smirked. Before Zelda could even think about an answer, boney fingers sank into her cheeks, keeping her face still when the demoness blew on her mouth and stamped a kiss on her lips, sealing the unwritten contract. The witch watched her go, engulfed by a hot swirl of flames, her voice strong and vibrating inside her head. “Until next time, my beloved.”

View File SL-590 Women badly needing to pee but the door won't stay closed. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/20/2023 Category JAV Collections  

I need a man peeing in the bush or toilet But how can I find it? YOU DO IT!

Disclaimer: After reading in this forum for months or even years I decided that it finally would be time for my first story. I wrote this story in german and then translated it, so sorry for the bad english. Feel free to leave suggestions for more stories that will hopefully come in the future. Have fun. Anna was looking forward to the day together with her best friend Alina. Alina had suggested going to the sea together and Anna immediately agreed. Because of traffic jams, the drive went longer than planned, but after two hours they finally arrived. As soon as they stopped at the parking lot, they took their things out of the trunk, walked the last bit to the sea, changed clothes and lay down on their beach towel. --- Alina had planned the day perfectly to finally fulfill something she had dreamed of for a long time. She packed a lot to drink and offered Anna a big coffee already at the beginning of the trip. And the most important thing: She made sure that the beach was well visited, but there were no toilets and no restaurants or anything like that there. This time Alina wanted to finally see how Anna pees. Yes, she was also looking forward to the day with Anna and their funny or even profound conversations, but Alina's heart started beating harder at the thought that Anna would have to go to the bathroom at some point. The idea had been circling in her head for a long time, even as a teenager she found it exciting when people had to pee urgently. She had also experienced this with Anna a few times, but each time they then found a toilet quite quickly - unfortunately. --- Anna looked around. They had been lying on their beach towel for a while now and slowly her bladders began to fill, but she couldn't see a toilet or a sign that would point to one. "Alina, I think I'll look for a toilet". Alina replied "Good idea, I have to pee too." --- Alina had not lied, she actually had to go a bit, but she knew of course that the search for a toilet would be unsuccessful. No problem for Alina, she would just pee in the sea later while swimming. Why Anna didn't do the same Alina didn't know. Anna was always very posh and kept to all the rules, but peeing in the sea really is something almost everyone does. She only hoped that Anna later, when her need becomes more urgent would not think the same. --- Anna slowly gave up hope of finding a bathroom. They had almost walked from one end of the beach to the other. Well, then she probably had to endure. After all, Alina had to go too, so they were in the same situation and would find a solution together. She briefly thought about what everyone else was doing here on the beach, maybe peeing in the sea? But she didn't like the idea at all. When she was 18, Anna had her first boyfriend. On one of their dates they were at a lake, also there was no toilet and Anna had to pee. However, she simply peed into the lake there. Her boyfriend apparently noticed this and got really upset about it and said that only small children do that. Since then Anna is afraid that her boyfriend was right and she was the strange one. --- Alina's heart was beating faster, she was excited and eager to see what would happen. They found no toilet, of course. Anna suggested to go into the sea, Alina did not know what to think about it. But well, to know that it is so urgent that Anna wants to pee in the sea would also be something, so Alina put everything on one card. She asked "Do you want to pee in the sea?" But Anna's answer satisfied Alina: "Eww, no, only little kids do that..." If she knew... But Alina was perfectly fine with that, she was looking forward to seeing how Anna continues to deal with her need. --- So Anna was right, the way Alina asked she would also find it strange to pee in the sea. She hoped that swimming in the sea would distract her and relax her bladder a bit, by now it was really urgent. If only she had not drunk the large coffee this morning. --- When they were in the sea and swam Alina let her need free rein. A liberating and somehow exciting feeling here in the water, not far from other people, just to pee without anyone noticing. Anna, on the other hand, did not look relaxed at all, although she played over well how urgent it was with her by frolicking a lot, but Alina noticed very clearly that Anna could hardly stand still and her hand not only wandered by chance again and again to her crotch and plucked at her bikini. --- Anna slowly did not know what to do. She had to find a solution soon, otherwise there would be an accident. She thought about it and came up with an idea "I think I'll just go to the car and look at my cell phone, my mother wanted to call me today" That was her plan, leave Alina alone at the sea, go to the car and either there or on the way look for a hiding place behind a bush or a dune. But her plan was thwarted.... --- Alina knew immediately what Anna was up to, but of course she couldn't let Anna find a hiding place. "No problem, I'll come with you." "No, that's really not necessary." "I'll be glad to do it" "Alright", Anna tried hard to smile, but Alina could tell she really wished she could pee secretly. --- Anna did everything to make the pressure somehow bearable, but it didn't help. Since they came out of the water, Anna had to pee even more urgently, she couldn't stand still, kept grabbing her crotch and bending forward. Walking to the car was torture. Why did Alina have to come along at all costs? It all helped nothing, Anna had to pee - and she had to pee now. She mustered up all her courage "Hey Alina, I really have to pee now, I can't take it much longer. Wait here, I'll go back there a bit into the dunes." --- Alina's whole body was shaking, she was so close to her goal. She thought about it for a moment, Anna was so busy with herself that she probably wouldn't notice if Alina secretly followed her, but then she came up with a better idea. "Good that you say it, I also have to go really urgently. Do you mind if I come with you, I don't know if I can wait until you get back?" That was a lie of course, after all she had just peed in the ocean a few minutes ago, but it was the perfect excuse to follow Anna. --- Yes, I do mind, I can't pee in the sand in front of my best friend... Anna thought. But if Alina was in the same situation as her, she couldn't forbid her to copy her solution, so she said: "Yes, come on, let's go quickly" At the thought that she had to pee next to Alina, Anna got nervous. She has never peed in front of anyone before, let alone her best friend. But she just didn't know what else to do, and Alina would definitely focus on herself and have similar thoughts. --- Alina's body shook, she felt her bikini panties getting wet and her belly tingling. Only 5 more minutes until they were behind the dune. --- They would need another endless 5 minutes, Anna estimated. She didn't care if Alina realized how urgent it was. She had her hand constantly in her crotch, sometimes even in her panties to be able to exert even better pressure. Suddenly she felt a small stream making its way. She squeezed as hard as she could, but her hand became warm and wet. She quickly wiped it on her leg, hopefully Alina hadn't seen anything. --- She wasn't sure, but Alina thought she saw a few drops running down Anna's leg. She was more excited than she had ever been in her life. --- They arrived, Anna couldn't think straight, she didn't care what Alina thought, she only had one goal left. She pulled down her bikini and while she was still squatting down it already shot out of her. She peed for what felt like an eternity. When her head slowly came back to the here and now she felt how relieved she was, but also how uncomfortable it all was. Her head turned bright red, but she kept peeing. --- Alina watched exactly what would happen. Her tension was almost unbearable, she felt like she was about to explode. Anna didn't seem to have much experience in peeing outside. She squatted down so that she sat with her butt on the floor and her stream shot out of her in a high arc. Alina had to keep up her lie of course and squatted down next to Anna. Anna pissed for a while and Alina enjoyed every moment. For her the day was a complete success.

This is a college AU featuring Luz Noceda and Amity Blight from The Owl House. All characters are aged up to 18+ here. WARNING: There is a scene where sex is heavily implied Amity's POV: As I started to check my work for the 3rd time, I noticed a small sensation below my abdomen. I had to pee. I didn't have to go that badly though, and the exam's almost over anyways. Just 20 minutes left, that's plenty of time to check my work a few more times before handing in my paper. After spotting a few minor mistakes that would've costed me a few marks off from perfect, I'm finally satisfied with my paper after checking it over 5 times. I raise my hand to indicate that I'm ready to hand in my exam with 5 minutes left to spare. As the TA walks over, I glance over at Luz, sitting 3 rows below me to my right. She has her legs crossed and is squirming a little as she's writing the fastest I've ever seen her write before. The TA picks up my paper and tells me that I can leave now. I walk out the classroom and debate immediately going to the washroom. The exam will be over soon anyways, and I want to ask Luz to hang out at my dorm afterwards. My urge to pee increased a little, but it's still not that bad yet. I don't want to go and have her leave before I'm able to catch her. I decide to stay and wait a few minutes. A few minutes pass and students start to file out, grumbling about how difficult the exam was. I hope it didn't go too badly for Luz. Hopefully, my tutoring sessions with her this past week helped her. I see Willow and Gus walk out. "Amity!" Willow exclaimed. "How was it?" "It was a bit harder than I expected it to be, but I think I got everything." I replied. "It was a do-able exam, but it was a bit long." Gus chipped in. "It's a good thing I studied, cause that was a brutal exam." Willow replied. "AMITY!" Luz exclaimed as she walked out. I immediately got pulled into a standard Luz bear hug. Under normal circumstances, I lov- I mean like Luz's hugs. But being squeezed reminded me that I had to pee. "That exam was so hard, but I remembered the lessons you taught me and I think I managed to pass, thanks to you!" Luz exclaimed as she final let go of me. "What was the answer to the last question? The one with the Blackroot Quills and Iron Ash?" Willow queried. As Gus started to explain how the answer was dependent on the phase of the moon, I noticed that Luz was standing cross legged in our group circle. Right, she didn't get a chance to pee yet... "...And so, you gotta double down to a four-to-one ratio." Gus finished. "I didn't understand most of that, but ok..." Willow replied. We talked about the exam a little more and I noticed that Luz was squirming a bit. I mean, how could I not notice with how close she was standing next to me. "Well, I'm exhausted after that exam, so I think I'll just head home now. Bye everyone!" Willow said. Gus followed along with her leaving me alone with Luz. Perfect, now I can ask her to hang at my dorm now. "So Luz, since it's the weekend now, do you wanna hang out at my place for a while, maybe watch a movie or something?" I asked. "Sure!" Luz replied. We started to walk in the direction of my dorm, when suddenly, Luz doubled over. "Actually, could we find a bathroom before we leave this building, I need to pee. Badly." Luz stated. Oh Titan, this was something I've fantasized about a lot. Hearing about my crush telling me about how badly she needs to pee. In my fantasies, I always manage to find some way to make her hold it longer, until she no longer can't... But I know it's wrong to do that to her in real life. At least not without her consent... "Sure, I kinda need to pee myself too. I don't think there's any on this floor though so let's check the floor below." I replied. Luz nodded and followed me to the elevator. I was surprised at how openly she was holding herself as we walked into it. A hand was grabbing her crotch as she did a potty dance. Shifting her weight back and forth and squeezing her legs together. She wasn't kidding when she said she needed to go badly. As the elevator went down a level, she doubled over again and I saw her squeeze her crotch a bit harder. "Ughhh." Luz groaned in a worried tone of pained urgency. "I'm sorry Amity, this is so embarrassing." I blushed at the sight and the statement and replied, "No worries Luz, it was a long exam. We're almost there, so just hold it a little longer!" The thought of that interaction lingered in my head for a while as Luz got out of the elevator before I did. The doors almost closed on me as I got out. "Oooooooh, gotta go gotta go GOTTA GO!!" Luz chanted as she hobbled towards the bathroom. She pushed on the door, but was dismayed when it didn't open. "Nononono. Please don't tell me-" "They must've locked it for the night already" I noted. She crossed her left leg over her right, doubled over, and squeezed her crotch with both hands. "Ugh huh huhggg. What am I going to do? I have to go soooo badly!" Luz whined as she squirmed around. "My place is only 10 minutes away, do you think you can make it there?" I suggested. "I- I'm not sure" Luz responded. "I'll try I guess." I grabbed one of her hands to comfort her. "I believe in you, you can make it Luz" I said encouragingly. Luz's eyes lit up a little at my words. "Ok, I'll try my best to hold it in until we get to your place." Luz replied. We continued to hold hands as we walked towards my dorm. Something I didn't intend to do, but I was very happy that we were doing it. We were walking pretty slowly so it would probably take us closer to 15 minutes. And there were frequent stops so that she could hold herself. I felt my crotch tingle at the thought of the situation, or maybe it was the fact that I also still needed to pee, or maybe both. But now was not the time to have these thoughts. My friend is in pain and I need to help her get through this difficult situation. I subconsciously grabbed my crotch with my hand and started rubbing a little... "Oh wow, you need to go quite badly too, huh?" Luz asked. I quickly realized what she meant and removed my hand from my crotch. Blushing a little, no, a lot, I replied "NO! I mean yes, I mean yeah a little, but it's not that bad..." "It's ok Amity, I'm just glad I'm not the only one with a full bladder at the moment." Luz replied with a smile. It almost felt like she was a bit too happy when she made that statement... We continued to walk towards my dorm, when Luz suddenly stopped walking and doubled over again. "Uhhh, oooooooh" I heard her moan. "I think I leaked a little..." Luz said. My heart gave a flutter as I saw her slowly remove her hands to inspect the damage. I wasn't able to see anything since it was dark out. "It's not noticeable, we're almost at my place, just a few more minutes!" I said encouragingly. Luz hobbled a bit forward and then said "Yep, I definitely leaked. My panties feel damp." Now my panties felt a bit damp after that statement. Except I knew mine wasn't from pee. We finally made it to the lobby of my dorm. I clicked the button to call the elevator as I lived on the 3rd floor. As we waited for the elevator, Luz leaned against the wall, then doubled over and moaned, "hggmmmmmm, I have to pee so so badly!" She was tightly gripping her crotch. The elevator finally arrived and we got on. She did another potty dance in the elevator. She kept shifting her feet back and forth. Then she'd lean doubled over against the elevator wall. She'd squeeze her legs together and that entire time she'd have her hands grabbing her crotch. She repeated this dance a few times. I looked down at her crotch and I noticed a small dark patch on her pants. I could've sworn I saw it get bigger and then the elevator door opened. We continued holding hands as we walked along the hallway to my dorm. I had to slow down a lot to allow her to hobble her way there. I let go of her hand to grab my keys and she immediately used it to help her other hand in grabbing her crotch. It only took a few seconds for me to grab my keys and open the door. But the entire time, she must've chanted "Gotta pee, gotta pee!" like a dozen times. Finally, I opened my dorm room and pointed in the direction of the washroom. She rushed in there and pulled down her pants and panties without bothering to close the door. I could see that her pink panties were indeed soaked and that she was leaking pee down her legs before she sat down on my toilet seat. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned, in great relief. The sound of her torrent of pee hitting the water in my toilet bowl was also very loud. I grabbed my crotch as I felt my own bladder spasm in response. I must've been staring a bit too long with my face being super red because it wasn't until she said "Are you enjoying the show?" that I realized I had been staring the entire time. I turned my face away in embarrassment, I felt it heat up a lot, but managed to squeak out a quiet "yes". Suddenly, she stopped her stream, stood up, and walked towards me without pulling up her pants, pee still dripping from her exposed crotch. "I seem to remember you needing to pee too" she stated, while looking at my legs. I looked down, I had my legs tightly crossed the entire time. "I still have a lot of pee left in this balloon, and I find it hot that you do too. How about we take this over to your bed?" She says seductively with a big smirk on her face. I had a big stupid smile on my face and nodded. "I would love to" I said. FIN A/N: This story was inspired by a real life event that I experienced. After writing an exam with my crush in the same class, we stood outside the exam room with a group of friends for a while to discuss how hard the exam was. After the rest of our friend group left, I suggested watching a TV show at my place and my crush agreed (I think it was just an episode of ATLA, but I don't remember). But she had to use the washroom first. She did a full on potty dance in front of me showing me how desperately she needed to pee. I think she would've peed her pants if we didn't find a washroom in the next 10 or so minutes. Luckily, there were open and available bathrooms in the building despite being so late at night. So we both went to empty our post exam bladders before heading to my place. That's where my fic here diverges from real life and I started writing about a fantasy of mine, about what I wished happened that night.

So how are we enjoying Tears of the Kingdom so far? i've been having a lot of fun. Though i will admit most of my playtime involved me screwing around in Hyrule. I've cleared the entire map, completed about 65 shrines as of writing this but I've only recently started making progress with the story and seeing the cutscenes. This short in particular takes place shortly after one of the memories. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Still thinking about returning home?" Rauru asked. Zelda took her eyes off the stone for a second and eyed the Zonai King of Hyrule. "Y-Yeah....I think I'm starting to get the hang of things. But i still can't help but worry." Zelda said as she brushed her hair and looked around. Rauru noticed the strained look on her face and smiled. "Please don't push yourself princess. As Sonia said. It'll become second nature in due time." Rauru said as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Zelda smiled, though Rauru couldn't help but notice how strained Zelda's expression was and how she was sweating. "How about you get some rest. I'll go get you some refreshments." Rauru said. Zelda thanked the King and watched as he walked away and disappeared into the forest she was training in. Once he was out of sight, Zelda crossed her legs and placed her hands on her thighs. In the time Zelda had spend trying to draw out her Stone's power, The tea she had drank from Sonia had began working it's way through the princess' System. And she was at a point where every step she took caused her to wince. For about an hour she had to divide her focus between keeping a hold on her bladder and using her power and she was nearing her limit. But the Castle was far away and she wasn't sure she could handle walking all the way back there. She had a distressingly close call not to long ago while trying to use her recently-discovered powers on a much larger object. Zelda hissed and looked around. Rauru was nowhere in sight now and neither were any of the guards that accompanied her on her way to the forest. Taking a deep breath, Zelda slowly made her way towards the bushes. Behind those bushes was a boulder Zelda had practiced on earlier. She hid behind the boulder and took another look around to confirm nobody was watching. Admitedly, This wasn't exactly the first time Zelda had found herself having to do her business outside. She remembered having to do so while exploring a cavern with Link not too long ago. But those experiences did very little to quell her nervousness. Once she made sure nobody was around to see her, she hiked up her archaic dress. She pulled down her panties to her knees, looked around once more and then crouched down until her butt has hovering mere inches above the grass. Despite her bladder's begging, there was a bit of hesitance before she felt comfortable. She took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles. and then a powerful stream of pee came out of her most intimate area. Splattering against the grass and slowly greating a puddle that was just barely being obscured by the grass. Zelda closed her eyes and leaned her head back, she couldn't resist letting out a satisfied sigh. All the pressure and stress she felt earlier being quickly replaced by an overwhelming feeling of relief. Zelda felt so much more relaxed now, the noises of the forest added a touch of serenity to a situation that she would've found overwhelmingly awkward. She was so engulfed in her relief she failed to notice the figure creeping up on her. "Am i interrupting?" That snapped Zelda out of her relaxation and in a split second the relief was replaced with panic. She turned around to see the Queen and Founder of Hyrule looking at her. Zelda couldn't quite get a read on her facial expression but she she couldn't imagine her being happy about this. "Q-Queen Sonia! I uhh...This- .....This isn't what it looks like,i uhh...." Zelda scrambled for a excuse, trying to put an end to her stream. But she couldn't stop it. Sonia slowly approached her. Zelda covered her face, being unable to face the Queen. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! i couldn't wait...i had to......Please forgive me!" Zelda whispered hastily, unable to look at the queen. And as such, she failed to see the Queen stop next to her and reach below her own dress. She hiked it up and draped it in front of her, revealing a lack of underwear. Zelda snapped out of her thoughts when she heard some shuffling, She worked up the courage to look to her side and her eyes widened as she watched the Queen get in the same position she was. And if that didn't strike confusion into the future princess, what happened next definitely did. Sonia relaxed and a stream of urine jetted out of her own body. Splattering against the grass and adding to the wetness Zelda had created. Zelda was so in shock she hadn't registered that her own stream was coming to an end. "Q-Queen Sonia?!" "Ahhhh.....Nothing feels better than releasing it after a long day of work. Wouldn't you agree?" She said as she looked at Zelda before closing her eyes and relaxing further. "Y-You're not...i mean..." Zelda stuttered, not knowing how to respond. Sonia looked at the princess once more and smiled. "You don't have to be ashamed. When the goddesses call, you've got to answer." Sonia said as she looked at her own stream. "I too have had to hold it for long periods of time. Sometimes i barely make it back to the castle. Mastering your abilities, extensive meetings. They can be though to sit through." Sonia said. Now facing the princess once more. "And i'd be lying if i said i hadn't found myself having to sneak and hide once or twice." She said with a giggle. This caused Zelda's anxiousness to diminish a little. She looked at the Queen's stream, which was already starting to die down. Zelda looked down and only then noticed her own had stopped. "Umm...i don't suppose you'd have anything to wipe with?" Zelda asked with a sheepish smile. "Heh....I'm afraid not. Most of the people in this time aren't very lucky to have that luxury. Me and Rauru do but...Well, we're not in the castle right now are we?" Sonia said. This did get a small chuckle out of Zelda. She stood up and pulled her panties back up, The wetness causing her to shiver a little. Sonia stood upright again and dropped and readjusted her dress. "There's a river nearby we can use to wash our hands" Sonia said as she urged Zelda to follow her. Zelda smiled and followed the queen. The queen turned around and looked at Zelda. "Remember to take a break occasionally and don't strain yourself, Princess. You will master your abilities soon. I know it." Sonia said. "Yes...Yes, your majesty." Zelda said with a confident smile. The two royals continued walking. As they did, Zelda's thoughts drifted back to her powers...and then to Link. "Link. I'm okay. I'll be back with you soon..."

Jerry caught them by surprise through his screen.

So, uh, I'm not sure where to put this, but I just need to write out my feelings and thoughts. For context, I still live with my parents. My sister is three years older than me and she also lives at home, as well as, my grandmother. We are all pretty close. I feel kinda like a loser, because I've never moved out. I'm pretty sure my sister also feels the same way (like an overgrown teenager.) I decided to go to a local university, have a decent job, but still can't really afford to move out without completely uprooting my life... One important boundary was set sometime when I was a teenager. No one, but me, normally goes in my room. If they need to, they ask permission and I've been pretty comfortable and confident in the respect we have with each other. So, sometime today, while I was at work, a bird got stuck in the floorboards of my room and my parents had to go into my room to rescue this bird. I'm not really angry at them for invading my privacy (I would probably do the same to save an animal.) However, I later found out they had difficulty retrieving the bird and it proceeded to fly about my room, until they chased it out of the window. They had to move my bed around and various clothes on the floor, ect (tldr they were in my room for awhile it seems.) Now if I was an organized person, this wouldn't be any big deal. I could put all my abdl stuff in a locked box... However, under my bed is a large pack of adult diapers, tucked between my bed and the wall is a goodnites box I folded up and have been trying to sneak out of my room for a year, now. I had a diaper on my bed, under my covers that was exposed. The omorashi drawing I made a few days ago is also on the floor. To make matters worse, I have various adult toys and lubricants laying around also. There are also other sus things in my room, I'm not really ready to discuss with my parents about. I am cringing so hard right now. So I got home and they told me that they had to rearrange my room to rescue this bird. And that was it. I apologized that they had to go in there (its normally messy), but they shrugged it off. Then I brought up, that I had some personal things I didn't really want people to see. They just shrugged it off also. My mom claimed that getting the bird was more important and the weren't paying attention to anything in my room. I 100% know they had to have seen my abdl stuff. But even though they are really passive about (and understandably probably don't want touch that subject with a ten foot pole), I'm just extremely embarrassed. I also worried. Are they going to bring this up later on? Are they going to shame me for it? Maybe I'm just worried about nothing? To add to all of this, I just started a new medication today and I felt sort-of not myself all day. Ugh I guess as long as they don't acknowledge anything they found today, I won't bring anything up. So, If anyone has any advice on how to handle this, I would appreciate it. Also, If you've read this, thanks for listening. ❤️