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  1. Hello everyone, I've once again reached that point in my fanfiction career where I have tons of ideas to write, but no clue which one to do first. For this year's story selections, I've decided to mix some of my own original ideas with that of stories based on artwork and other people's suggestions to bring more of the OmoOrg community into the mix. If you participated in last year's vote, it's much the same here: The two stories with the most votes will be my next projects. The others maybe-possibly-but-not-likely will be written at some point. This time, however, I'm allowing multiple-choice voting. I only ask that you do not vote for more than three stories maximum in order to prevent your vote from being too diluted. The poll will be closed either in about five days from now, or if this thread goes straight into the abyss of the forum pages, whichever comes first. I'll leave you all to it, now. Make your horny little voices heard!
  2. Even the Aegis has her limits, and judging by her positioning, she had just hit the very tip of hers.
  3. So this is an idea I've sort of toyed around with for a while, but after some encouragement from friends, I have decided to open myself up to taking commissions. Why am I doing this? Well, it sounds like fun, for one. Getting paid to do something I enjoy is also great, although I'm not exactly hurting for cash at the moment. Mostly though, it's to see how I handle writing while being beholden to another person. Part of the reason it takes me so long to write a story is because I am not under any sort of pressure to get it out in a timely manner. As I learned in my college days, I work best when someone else is counting on me to get it done, and what better way to ensure that then to have them actually paying me to make it? I am well aware that this could crash and burn horribly, but I would rather say that I tried and failed to do something ambitious than to not bother at all. Without further ado, here's the criteria for requesting a commission from me. Note that this can be subject to change at any time. Pricing: For pre-existing characters: $5 for every 1,000 words, $2 for an extra 500 words. For original characters: $8 for every 1,000 words, $3 for an extra 500 words. I will need you to provide good details of your OC before and during the writing since I will not be to able to research these characters through normal means. No more than 5,000 words per commission, and only one commission per person at a time. I ask for the full price upfront. If I have to cancel the commission for whatever reason, I will refund your money. What I will not write about: Scat Diapers/Ageplay Adult Male omorashi/peeing Overly violent, non-consensual, or cruel scenarios (i.e. someone being tortured/abused until they wet themselves, mind control, stories intended to bash a character or make them look bad) Anything that would be obviously out-of-character (i.e. The shy girl suddenly brazenly peeing in front of others, E-rated characters dropping f-bombs, etc.) While I won’t shy away from writing sexual themes, I would still prefer for the omo/peeing to be the focus of the story. Smut that just happens to have a little peeing is not really what I’m interested in. What I specialize in and am okay with writing: Stories about women, both loli and adult Stories about young boys, no older than early teens Fighting scenes Furry/anthro characters Stories with comedy and lighthearted tones Cute, if not necessarily romantic, pairings Story Examples: Putting the P in PC Gaming (Huniepop) Ahlbi and Rayfa: Ace Holders (Ace Attorney: Spirit of Justice) Turning the Blue Ocean Yellow (Fire Emblem: Heroes) Mipha’s Disgrace (Zelda: Breath of the Wild) What’s a Bathroom, Again? (Xenoblade Chronicles 2) Franchises I am most familiar with: Almost anything Nintendo-related, including but not limited to: The Legend of Zelda Fire Emblem (Note: Does not include the GBA titles) Xenoblade Chronicles Splatoon ARMS Pokemon (Both human and Pokemon omo is fine) Star Fox A few non-Nintendo games, including but not limited to: Huniepop Nier: Automata Persona 5 (Note: Still in the middle of playing this) Final Fantasy 9 Monster Hunter A Hat in Time Ace Attorney Anime franchises: My Hero Academia Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid Aggretsuko (Note: not up to date on this) Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Disclaimers: Please note that requesting a story from one of the listed franchises does not guarantee I will be able to write about it. I am a slow writer and I work a part-time job. Depending on how long the story is, it may take over a month for me to finish it. I will post updates and stay in contact when I can, but I hope you can be patient with me otherwise. And there you have it. Feel free to post your commissions either in here or through private messages. Now to watch this thread sink straight into the void without a single request...
  4. CloudDDPA

    Cutie Rump Bump

    From the album: Cloudy Diaper gallery (Cloud D artwork)

    Xiaomu's padded rump is a force to be reckon with.
  5. OmoCommando

    Zelda Omorashi

    I'll make my own thread for it, all zelda omo art since it will be neither entirely male or entirely female. So here's the first of many, hopefully.
  6. http://www.gamespot.com/shin-megami-tensei-x-fire-emblem/videos/shin-megami-tensei-x-fire-emblem-announcement-trailer-6402843/ So I am not sure if there are many Fire Emblem fans, but I know there are a few Atlus fans on this site I've talked too, I was wondering if everyone has heard about the crossover game that is in production. Any ideas what it might end up being? Fighter? RPG? So many possibilities! I think as long as it isn't a 'hack and slash' game like Project X Zone I will be excited for it and will buy a Wii U upon the games release. I just don't know what it could be though, my mind is boggled about it but I am hyped regardless!
  7. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2017

    Lineart by Wafflelaser (DA) ^o^ Editing and Coloring by Me! ^w^ Yummy waffle draws some good poopy-diaper sketches, and I hope he continues. He wanted someone to color his shybabe, and so even though I'm busier than I've ever been, I volunteered. Someone needed to colorize this girl. Shygirls need to poop their diapeys...and people need to see it in color. I used Atelier Lunette manga, as a reference for drawing that big sexy diapered ass you see there. XD Shyguy (C) Nintendo
  8. CloudDDPA

    Starlight Peach

    From the album: Cloudy Diaper gallery (Cloud D artwork)

    Get out of this galaxy! What do we have here? Oh ho we a little yuri action from Peach and Rosalina? I didn't know Peach was into this stuff X3 Here is the 4th Mario picture of this year. YAY 4 PICTURES! I beat last years record! Anyway here we have Peach and Rosalina doing some Yuri action with a mushroom vibrator. This is actually the first time I did a 2 female sitting pose with something that isn't related to like finger painting or bubble blowing or anything like that. That's for the next and last picture for Mario Month. Anyway I'm trying a little different color style. I been going back and forth with coloring styles because I want to try out new ways and so far I like how this one turn out
  9. Greetings, everyone! It's been a while since I've actually contributed to this site, and now that I have a little more time on my hands I was looking for something to do. I'm probably going to write a few stories, but I wanted something new. Then, while I was messing around with the Super Smash Bros. for Wii U scene creator, it hit me: nintendomorashi! So, here is the first scene I made, but I plan on making a lot more (it's pretty dang easy, I won't lie). You can probably expect more like this from me in the future, but I encourage other people with the game to try it out for themselves and post their creations here so we can have a nice big thread of 'em. Feedback and criticisms welcome! (I apologize for the picture quality, or lack thereof. That's the best I could get taking a photo of my TV screen.)
  10. “Now arriving at Inkopolis Station. Mind the gap, and have a great rest of your day.” The artificial sounding voice on the train’s PA was the most comforting thing Oceana had heard all day. In her move to the big city she had been rocked, rattled, yelled at, delayed, and delayed again. Not only that, but her strenuous day was piling pressure onto her bladder, which she had not had an opportunity to empty since that morning. Walking off the train with the crowd, she looked around to spot the bathrooms…being cleaned. She sighed. “Of course…oh well. I’m mature now I can handle myself.” Oceana was not human. In fact, no one around her was. In the world she lived in, humans were extinct, and had been for thousands of years. So, what was Oceana? Oceana was an Inkling. No, she wasn’t intuition or a vague understanding, she was a squid with the innate ability to morph into a humanoid. This may sound strange, but it was quite common. Inklings were everywhere: walking around, enjoying life, shopping, and engaging in turf wars. That last part isn’t as bad as it sounds, though. Turf War was one of the many sports the Inkling community had developed using their ink sacs to splatter certain arenas. It wasn’t always that way, though, they used to be real turf wars, but we don’t need to get into that right now. Oceana had moved to the big city from the countryside to participate in the city’s sports, which were the most important part of Inkling culture next to fashion and music. They were a bit like the late humans in that regard. Oceana wracked her brain as she walked out of the station. It’s hard to think of where the next closest toilet would be when you’re right next to one. She nervously fiddled with one of the tentacles hanging from her head, a nervous habit of hers. “Calm down, Oceana…you can make it.” With that she gained a little confidence, but it was dashed when she remembered that she had to confirm the lease on her apartment in the next thirty minutes. She didn’t let herself lose hope, however. “I can just go after that. No problem!” she said to herself, stepping in to a puddle of ink before being whisked away. Now is the time for another lesson about Inklings. The ability to transform their shape was not the only thing they had evolved since coming up onto the land. In their squid form, they can travel very quickly through ink. Usually it’s only their own, but the city develops universal ink for many uses, transportation through pipes being a primary one. As she shot up through the transparent tube, she looked out onto the city. She had seen it in travel guides and postcards, but they really didn’t do it justice. It was a magnificent metropolitan marvel, and a monument to the Inkling species’ momentous merit. However, her awe didn’t last long as her bladder sent an especially strong signal, causing her to have to cross her tentacles. She almost considered just letting go, but that was a pretty rude thing to do. It would be like peeing in the pool if there was no chlorine to take care of it. So, she held tight, trying not to let the fact that she was surrounded by rushing liquid influence her too much. After a torturous few minutes, she arrived near her apartment complex. She morphed and stepped out, ink dripping off of her. Half-regretting not just letting go in the transport pipe, she started walking. Once inside the building she met with the shrimp in charge of the building and sat through what was supposed to be a short meeting about the details of the lease. She wasn’t judging him by his size, he was literally a shrimp. Squids weren’t the only creatures to leave the sea. The meeting droned on forever, the guy’s words turning to mush as the entered her brain. There was only one thing she could think about right now, and it was about to burst out of her. Oceana crossed her legs and kept nodding, praying for the prawn to shut up. Finally, he did, handing her the papers before telling her that her room was still being cleaned, asking her to please come back in an hour. Oceana almost started crying. “N-no problem sir.” she said, shaking like a leaf. She shook his hand and hurried out of the building. A spurt of pee escaped into her shorts as the door closed behind her. “You’ve got to be kidding me…is one available toilet really that much to ask??” she asked no one in particular. Oceana was at her limit now. Her started to go a bit hazy as she half-stumbled down the sidewalk. The residential district really had nothing more than complexes, but if she took another transport pipe she would surely lose control. Not that it wasn’t already imminent. She scanned the area for people before clutching herself between the legs, blushing. “Gotta find something…somewhere…anywhere…” As she walked, every alley between the buildings looked more appetizing than the last. She could take no more. “Please don’t let me get in trouble for this…” she said, ducking into one of them, looking around to make sure no one saw her. Once she was reasonably convinced she had privacy, her floodgates opened. Oceana gasped and pulled her shorts and panties down, squatting in the same motion as she sprayed the ground with the force only someone pushed to the very edge has. She let out a long sigh, gradually breaking into a smile as her fountain flowed. Her stream then slowed to a trickle before finally ceasing, allowing her to stand and pull her clothes back up. Oceana admired the lake she had made for a moment before sneaking back out onto the street as cautiously as she had left it. “Alright, now that that’s out of the way, it’s time to buy a weapon.” Any Inkling can spray their ink, but only an amateur would be caught dead using their own muscles to do it. The best place in the city was Ammo Knights, conveniently located in Inkopolis Plaza, the beating heart of Inkopolis. She took the fastest pipe there, sighing a bit as she enjoyed the sensation of a recently-emptied bladder. Upon arrival she once again found herself gawking at the sights. Shops, restaurants, and tons of people, may of them athletes as evidenced by their fabulous clothing and top-tier weaponry. Oceana could hardly wait! When she entered Ammo Knights she got a renewed sensation of awe. It was covered wall to wall in rifles, submachine guns, snipers, inkbrushes, and ink rollers. There were so many options, and each option came with so many options! She knew all it would take was a few wins to be able to afford a new one, but even with that knowledge she just couldn’t decide. After almost an hour of weighing pros and cons, she settled on a Custom E-liter 3K, a powerful sniper rifle. She lifted it off of the rack, almost falling over. It was a lot heavier than it looked! Oceana put a little more muscle into it, carrying the gun and lifting it up onto the counter. Sheldon, the store’s horseshoe crab owner, looked at the perky Inkling, grinning as she waited to purchase the weapon. “You don’t look too fresh…what’s your level?” Oceana looked a bit confused. “O-oh, my level? I haven’t been in any matches yet so…zero?” She said with an unsure tone. “Zero?” He laughed a bit. “Sorry, to get a gun like this you’d need to be at level 18, minimum.” “Oh…then what I can I get?” Oceana replied, sounding pretty disappointed. “Hold on.” Sheldon reached behind him, putting a small plastic pistol on the counter. “This Splattershot Jr. is all you can use. But it’s free of charge!” he said with a smile. He knew how she felt, he had seen a hundred rookies before her go through the same thing. “Once you’re at level 4 I can offer you some new stuff. That goes for all the other shops around here too, so your best bet is to get some wins under your belt.” Oceana looked a bit shocked as she looked at the pathetic little gun. Still, if it was her only option she would have to take it. She took a calming breath, thanking the crab and leaving with the gun dangling from her defeated fingers. The stores around her looked bright and colorful, sporting shoes and shirts that she would have loved to buy. She sighed and made her way back to the apartment, which now smelled like oranges from all the cleaner. After a quick yet urgent visit to the bathroom, Oceana walked into her new bedroom and flung herself onto her mattress, letting out another sigh as the sun went down and she pulled the covers over her head. Becoming an athlete was going to be harder than she thought.
  11. (Author's Note: Well, here we go, my first crack at creating an interactive story. Might be biting off a little more than I can chew by basing it on a game that hasn't been released yet, but the idea was too good to pass up. No pictures for this story as I have the drawing capacities of a pre-schooler, so hopefully my writing will paint a vivid enough picture in its place. Without further ado, let's get this potential-trainwreck rolling!) Just Out of Reach ARMS Interactive Fanfiction by MasterXploder With thanks to Captain L for editing Sunlight was good for a lot of things. It made plants grow, brought warm and comfortable days, and it was a lot easier to see what you were doing in it. However, people usually did not think of the positives when a ray of sunlight from the window hit their eyes and pulled them out of their sleep. Min Min was no different. With a groan, she left her pleasant dreams and lifted her head up. The blinds were on the other side of the room, which normally meant climbing out of bed and walking over to pull it shut, but Min Min wasn’t exactly normal. She reached out, her arm uncoiling and taking the appearance of a really long, springy noodle, and pulled the blinds closed, removing the sun from her eyes all while staying under her covers. You see, Min Min did not just have arms; she had ARMS, which could extend much farther than the average limb. She did not know why or how she got them, nobody who inherited them did. They didn’t complain about it, though. As freaky as they were, ARMS turned out to be very useful and pretty rad in general. But before she could retract her arm and go back to sleep, Min Min’s memory of where she was and what she was going to be doing today returned to her. Today was the day of an official ARMS League match, and she would be one of the featured fighters. Another chance to show her stuff in the ring and bring glory to her parent’s noodle shop; that was more than enough reason to open her eyes and start her day now. It was why she wore her mask that lets her control her ARMS to bed, after all. With a yawn, Min Min climbed out of bed and glanced around the hotel room as she stretched her regular limbs. “Now where I did put my phone,” she wondered aloud right before seeing it sitting on the table in the corner. She went over and picked it up, but the moment the screen came on, her drooping eyes and closed mouth sprang wide open. “Dà biàn!” She had left her phone on silent, meaning her alarm and several phone calls from her manager never woke her up. Her plans for a morning of meditation and quiet before battle were totally ruined. Without wasting any time, Min Min grabbed the cup of instant noodles meant to be her breakfast and tossed it in the microwave, setting it to cook for five minutes. In those minutes, she scrambled to do everything she normally did in her mornings: showering, brushing teeth, combing hair, getting her clothes back on, et cetera. By the time she finished those, the noodles were done and had cooled enough to safely touch. Grabbing the noodles and a bottle of green tea from the refrigerator, she rushed out of the room, the door closing behind her with a loud smack. “I need to start scheduling wake-up calls.” It was the only thing Min Min could think of as she stood in the gateway leading into the arena. To say the last few hours were not pleasant would be putting it mildly. Her manager certainly wasn’t happy about her missing calls and oversleeping on such an important day. Then there was her interviews with the press and prepping for the match, which she normally didn’t mind but her rude awakening didn’t leave her in the best of moods for. But the worst thing about her morning was one she was still reeling from, making her tap her foot in place while her hips lightly shook from side to side. She had to pee. Badly. In her haste, Min Min had made the critical error of forgetting to let out the urine that had built up overnight, and the green tea had plenty of time to make its way south at this point. The end result was a bladder pressing against her skin and begging for release. It was too late to do anything about it, however. The morning had moved so quickly, she was in the middle of prepping by the time she noticed the urge. By now, her hands were covered by the grips that would hold her ARMS, so she couldn’t get her shorts and tights down even if she made for the bathroom now. Not that she was going to do that. Min Min was from a family that ran a noodle shop for generations and trained in martial arts. She was determined to always carry that pride with her and show the world the greatness of her lineage. No getting nervous and worrying because she needed a potty break, she would win this match like the fighter she was. She would just have to be a little quicker about it than usual. “Greetings, ARMS fans, and welcome to Spring Stadium! Are you ready for another action-packed afternoon of fisticuffs!?” Min Min stood up straight as the announcer’s voice came through the intercom followed by the roar of the crowd. It was time to get serious. “We’ve got some amazing battles featuring your favorite all-stars lined up today,” continued the announcer, pausing between each burst of cheers. “You’ll see snakeboarder Kid Cobra and buddy-cop duo Byte and Barq duke it out in a battle of law and order versus fun and freedom! Then, our hometown hero Spring Man will take on the grim creeper, the one and only Master Mummy!” “Come on, get your speech over already,” Min Min said under her breath while shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “But first, we have a special treat today: An extreme exchange of estrogen between two lovely ladies fighting each other for the first time! You’ve waited long enough, it’s time to introduce our first combatants!” “Finally!” “Coming from the Eastern gate is a girl who loves to eat as much as she loves to fight! Don’t underestimate her petite frame, or she’ll cook you up some pain with an extra helping of 'ouch'! She’s here to show that the Mintendo Noodle House serves up a lot more than the best darn noodles you’ve ever had, give it up for the Ramen Bomber, Miiiin Miiiin!” At the announcement of her name, the gateway slowly rose open, and smoke sprayed from machines on either side while her theme song played through the speakers. No turning back now, she would fight and win for her family, full bladder or not. Steeling herself, Min Min walked outside into the arena proper, her green and orange outfit shining in the sunlight. Thousands of fans greeted her, some wearing hats with blonde noodle locks just like hers, with possibly millions more watching through their televisions at home. Though she had gotten used to having so many onlookers in her battles, she found it a little harder to maintain her nerves with how bad she needed to pee. Still, she had to appear that nothing was wrong with her, if not for her fans then at least for herself. She walked forward with the same serious demeanor as usual, then curling her arms and lifting one leg into a pose as she reached her side of the arena. Her bladder let out a pang in protest, but it only showed in the slightest twitch of her eye. “Wǒ ài lāmiàn!” she yelled to the crowd’s pleasure. As soon as the cheering and music died down, the announcer’s voice blared once more. “And her opponent today, making her way out of the Western gate now…” Min Min dropped the pose and looked on in determination as her rival came into view. Who is Min Min’s opponent? Ribbon Girl, The Airess: A 17-year-old pop star with hair made of ribbons. Loves her fans and hopes to give them a concert in the ring after becoming the champion. Can jump multiple times in the air and dive-bomb to escape any punches thrown her way. Mechanica, The Scrapyard Scrapper: 15-year-old mechanical genius and a big fan of the other fighters. Excited to meet her idols, but also plays to win. Fights in a mech suit that shrugs off light attacks and hovers in the air. Twintelle, The Silver Screen Queen: 26-year-old acclaimed film actress. Exhibits a dominant yet playful personality in the ring. Battles with her massive locks of hair in place of her arms. Can slow incoming punches with her actress aura and charge her ARMS in mid-air.