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WARNING: This is an omorashi fic with BDSM and smut. It gets quite explicit after Amity wakes up. This story takes place post-S3 timeskip, all characters are aged 18+. "Amity, I have to pee" Luz whined. "Can you hold it until we get home?" Amity asked. "No." Luz stated. She grabbed her crotch for emphasis. "There's a bathroom over there, but it looks like there's a long line" Amity replied. Flashback "Alright Luz, ready to play?" Amity asked "Yes!" Luz exclaimed excitedly. "Alright, remind me what our safe word is again?" Amity asked. Luz rolled her eyes and replied, "It's Hooty". "Yes, that's right. And remember Luz, our safe word is there to ensure that both of us feel safe and comfortable and don't take things too far. I don't want you getting hurt while we're doing this." Amity stated. "I know, I know. I'm just a little impatient." Luz said. "Alright, you don't have to wait any longer then cause I just bought you 48 oz of soda that I expect you to drink throughout our movie." Amity said. Luz smiled gleefully and happily took the soda and began gulping it down as they sat down on their apartment couch and started watching The Good Witch Azura 2: The Betrayaling. During the movie, Amity wrote the following GilderSnake script: # random_timer_length.gs from random import uniform, seed if __name__ == '__main__': seed("Lumity") lower_bound = 15 upper_bound = 20 x = uniform(lower_bound, upper_bound) time = "{:.1f}".format(x) print(f'The bathroom line will require you to wait for {time} minutes!') And hit run: The bathroom line will require you to wait for 15.6 minutes! Amity frowned a bit, knowing that the output was near the lower bound. But 15.6 min was still a long time to wait if your bladder was full. Plus, part of the fun is that Luz won't know exactly how much time she'll need to wait. She then continued to watch the movie with Luz. Only 30 minutes into the movie, Amity noticed that Luz was starting to squirm around. She smirked as she knew the movie still had 90 minutes to go. Some time later, Luz couldn't stop moving. At first, she was rocking back and forth in her seat. Then she was crossing and uncrossing her legs. Amity decided that now was a good time for some teasing. She swirled around Luz's soda and determined that there was about half of it left. "Hey Batata, remember to stay hydrated. This movie is quite long after all" Amity teased. Luz stared at Amity momentarily with hesitation. She knew what she had to do, but she didn't know if she could handle it. She grabbed her soda and began drinking it. The liquid entering her throat caused her bladder to spasm and she had to stick a hand in her crotch. "Uh uh uhh" Amity said. "No using your hand to help you hold it until after the movie's over sweetie. Normally I'd punish you. But I'll give you a pass this time." Luz groaned and gave her a pouty face. But she obliged. She just crossed her legs tightly until the spasm stopped. She continued to drink her soda as Amity requested. "Good girl" Amity praised. Luz gave her a weak smile and then continued to concentrate on the movie. It helps her forget her urge to pee after all. Some more time passed and Luz's hands were gripping her thighs. She desperately wanted to grab her crotch, but she knew Amity would forbid her. Then, she felt Amity's head in her shoulder. Oh no, Luz thought. Head on shoulder means she's taking a nap, which means no disturbing her. If Luz moves or makes too much noise, she'll be punished. Luz squeezed her legs together with all her might. She began to feel her sphincter weakening. Oh, how she wished she could squirm or cross her legs or rock back and forth, or even... grab her crotch... But no, it was clear to her that Amity was forbidding her from doing any of that. She shut her eyes hoping it would give her strength. But each second that passed she felt her bladder pulse with more and more urgency and her blood vessels were still expanding and contracting around that area, giving her bladder that pounding, throbbing sensation of desperation. Luz let out a quiet whimper. Luz felt another big wave of desperation. But this time she couldn't do anything to help her sphincter. So she just let herself leak. For one second. No it was two. Ok maybe it was three. But it's not very noticeable... Hopefully... She felt her sphincter scream in agony as she closed her valve. The liquid still trying to force it's way out of her. The important part was that it didn't disturb Amity's nap. The dampness in her panties wasn't helping. Oh no, the wetness made it worse, a constant reminder to her bladder that there's a lot more of that where it came from, and it wanted to come out. She looked down and was horrified when she saw the damp patch on her pants. Oh no, Amity's definitely gonna notice that, Luz thought. She'll just have to keep Amity asleep for as long as possible. She kept trying to focus on the movie, despite the constant throbbing in her bladder. She so desperately wanted to cross her legs, or squirm around, or do anything to help herself hold. But the longer she kept Amity asleep, the longer she could delay her punishment. Eventually, the agonizing ache of her bladder was too much for her. She had to cross her legs and squirm. The stirring woke up Amity who then rubbed her eyes before looking at Luz. She immediately saw the dark patch on the crotch of her pants. A mischievous grin formed on Amity's face. "Did someone leak and wet their pants?" Amity teased. Luz nodded with a frown, dreading what was coming next. "Oh Luz, I'm sure you already know that this means you'll have to be punished." Amity stated. Luz squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, "Just get it over with already". "My pleasure" Amity replied. Amity proceeded to softly place her hand on Luz's bulging bladder. That was enough to force another whimper out of Luz's mouth. She softly grazed the palm of her hand around her round bulge, the way she would on her breasts. Oh Titan it was so teasingly soft. But Luz knew what was coming, and despite that, she wasn't ready. Suddenly, Amity squeezed her bladder, in a way that would feel really nice if this was her boobs. But it wasn't, the pressure it exerted on Luz's bladder was overwhelming. She immediately doubled over and clamped her legs together. She felt another spurt of pee escape her urethra, with another throb in the same location threatening to spill more out. It took all of her willpower to close her sphincter and more so to keep it closed. Thankfully, Amity released her hand soon after and it gave her just the slightest bit of relief. "Well, it looks like your body is losing fluids, so it's important to rehydrate. Drink up!" Amity stated. Luz obliged and reluctantly sucked in her soda again. She felt a shiver down her spine as the cold liquid entered her throat. She kept her legs tight together for the rest of the movie. Despite the agonizing pain in her bladder, Luz was extremely turned on right now. This was the most dominating she's ever seen Amity and she was loving every moment of it. After all, not all the dampness in her panties was from urine at the moment. Soon after, the credits of the movie started playing. Luz immediately started to stand up. But was pulled back down by Amity. "Nuh uh uh Batata, what if there's a post credit scene?" Amity stated. Luz sat back down with a pout and let out a small moan. She needed a bathroom right now, otherwise her pants would be soaked soon. The credits went on for a few minutes. The throbbing of Luz's bladder just got more and more intense. She continued to rock back and forth and squirm around. After the credits were over, it turned out there weren't any scenes afterwards. Luz shot Amity a dirty look, suspecting that she already knew that. Amity gave her a smile and held her hand. Luz's expression immediately softened. Holding Amity's hand was always a nice feeling, even if her bladder was screaming at her for being oh so overly stretched. They walked out of the "movie theatre", well, Luz hobbled out, but as soon as they were outside, Luz said "Amity, I have to pee" with a whine. "Can you hold it until we get home?" Amity asked. "Nooooo" Luz moaned. She grabbed her crotch for emphasis. "There's a bathroom over there, but it looks like there's a long line" Amity replied. "It doesn't look that long, plus, I reeeeeally don't think I can hold it till we get home" Luz replied. She was doubled over and swaying back and forth as she said this. "Alright, we can wait." Amity said. She pulled out her scroll and set a timer for 15:36. Luz was doing a full on potty dance now. She was stepping side to side, shifting her weight back and forth, and her hand was firmly grabbing her crotch. She was so glad she could do the last one now that they were out of the theatre. She periodically let out moans of desperation, which was music to Amity's ears. She was just standing there and enjoying the show that Luz was putting on for her. Amity periodically checked her scroll for the time. 12:03 12:02 12:01 "You're being such a good girl Luz" Amity stated. "I think I have something that can help you hold it while you're in line" "Yes, anything!" Luz exclaimed. Amity walked up behind Luz, then slipped a hand down her pants and panties. It felt so damp, sticky, and warm down there. Amity smiled. "You can let go of your crotch now Luz" Amity said. Luz let go with a whimper, but luckily, a split second later, Amity's hand was in it's place. She used her middle finger to plug up her peehole and gave it a slight massage. Luz let out a moan. With her pointer finger, Amity started rubbing her clitoris. Luz let out a louder moan of pleasure. A lot of stimuli was coursing through Luz's genitals right now and it was almost overwhelming for her. This went on for a few minutes until Amity felt a warm spurt hit her middle finger. She took her hand away from Luz and said, "I see your don't appreciate my help, I guess you can hold it yourself for the rest of the line then." In reality, Amity enjoyed the warm feeling of Luz's pee gushing out on her fingers. But she needed an excuse to continue her role as the dom in this situation. Pee started gushing out of Luz after Amity's hand disappeared, her pants now had a fist sized damp spot. She immediately jammed her own hand to her crotch to stem the flow. Her sphincter was aching so much with all this opening and closing. "Nooooo, I did enjoy it, I just need to pee sooooo badly." Luz whined. "Well, I assume you know how to hold your own pee better than I do, so I'll leave you to it then," Amity replied with a smirk. Amity felt a bit bad that she was being this cruel, but Luz's smile shortly after her statement reassured her that Luz was enjoying this too. Truth be told, her own panties were also getting damp and sticky. She looked at her scroll for the time. 7:56 7:55 7:54 "Ugh, is the line even moving?" Luz asked, while squirming. "Oh yeah, we moved a few places up since we stood in line. It's just a pretty long line cause everyone else needs to use the washroom after the movie too." Amity replied. Luz could feel her control slipping. She had no idea how long she'd have to wait in this stupid line. The agonizing pressure of her overstretched bladder was begging her to just release it all. Her aching sphincter was imploring her to just let it relax. And her wet panties weren't helping her situation. But she's seeing just how much Amity is enjoying this. She doesn't even have to try that hard to put on a show for her, her body is just instinctively squirming around, rocking back and forth, her hands and legs in a pretzel position. Amity's been giving her bedroom eyes for the past hour. This was making them both really horny so it was all worth it. 6:41 6:40 6:39 Luz felt her body spasm as a huge wave of desperation washed over her. "Amity," Luz said, "I need your help, I can't hold it much longer!" Her hands were glued to her crotch while she doubled over. "I thought my help wasn't very helpful" Amity stated. "It was helpful!" Luz countered. "I'm just... so full right now. Please, I need you!" Luz begged. A gasp escaped from Luz's mouth and Amity saw the dark patch on her pants get bigger. "Please, you can do anything to me to help me hold!" Luz begged further. Amity raised an eyebrow "Anything?" she asked. "Yes, anything!" Luz responded. Amity smiled. "Alright, I have one other method. You'll need to pull down your pants and panties though." Amity started to kneel down. Luz quickly obliged and removed her pants and panties. The cold air hitting her pussy, as well as her lack of hand there caused her to leak even more pee. Thankfully, shortly afterwards, Amity's tongue came to the rescue and plugged up her peehole for her. It took a bit of effort, but Luz managed to slow down her leak, into spurts, and then completely stopped the flow. Amity's tongue helped out, acting as a plug, but also giving Luz some pleasure. Amity started licking around Luz's pussy. After the pee stopped coming out, she focused her tongue on Luz's clit. A euphoric feeling washed over Luz as she enjoyed all the pleasurable feelings coming from her pussy. As Amity started licking her clit in a circular pattern, Luz let out a loud pleasurable moan. Amity was glad that she had this effect on Luz. She still had to work on not suppressing her own moans whenever they were in the bedroom or doing spicy stuff like this. Her mom never told her that she was against masturbation. But she didn't take any chances as a teen. She remembers the first time she masturbated, it was after their Grudgby game with Boscha. After she returned home that day, she just couldn't stop thinking about Luz being drenched in sweat. She was so close to Luz when she was being carried to the nurses office that she could smell her musky odor. She kept her mouth shut and was careful not to make any noises with her mouth as she was rubbing her crotch. It was very exploratory, at first, she didn't know where to rub to maximize her pleasure. It wasn't until she discovered the small nub at the top of her crotch that she finally struck gold and orgasmed for the first time. The pleasurable feeling of Amity's tongue helped distract Luz from her aching bladder. Her moans continued to be a mix of pleasure and desperation. Amity's crotch started tingling with excitement, just like the first time she masturbated. She let out a moan that resulted in her mouth vibrating on Luz's pussy and that elicited a louder moan from Luz. Shortly afterwards, Luz orgasmed and Amity drank up her juices and licked her pussy clean. This helped numb the aching feeling from Luz's bladder for a while so she pulled up her pants and panties and continued to wait in line. 2:35 2:34 2:33 "Ugh, how long is the line now? My bladder is absolutely bursting" Luz said. Amity checked her phone. "Looks like there's just a few more people in front of us" Amity replied. "Mmmmmmm, could this line go any faster? I don't know how much longer I can hold it!" Luz exclaimed with a moan. "We're almost there, you're doing great Batata" Amity assured. Luz could feel her pee at the edge of her urethra, threatening to spill out at any moment. Her bladder was throbbing with more urgency than she's ever felt before. She really needed to pee now. And everytime she squeezed her crotch, she could feel the warmth and dampness of her panties. She didn't even know if grabbing her crotch was even helping anymore. 0:56 0:55 0:54 "Ooooooo, ohhhhhh" Luz moaned. "Amity, I gotta pee sooooo bad" "We're next in line! Almost there Luz, you can do it!" Amity encouraged. 0:32 0:31 0:30 "Eeeeep" Luz squeaked. "Amity, it's coming out, I can't stop it!" Amity saw dark streaks going down her crossed leggings. 0:19 0:18 0:17 Amity proceeded to use her finger to help Luz plug up her urethra again. "Come on Luz, just a little bit longer, don't let it all out yet" Amity said. 0:10 0:09 Amity felt the warm liquid gushing into her fingers. It was slowing down somewhat now that she was helping her plug it in. 0:08 0:07 0:06 The grimace on Luz's face and her moans of desperation were priceless. Amity was enjoying every second of this. 0:05 0:04 Amity gave Luz a kiss on the cheek and whispered in her ear "I hear the toilet flushing, so it's almost your turn. But I won't let you use it before I do unless you stop your stream before the timer is up." Amity crossed her legs and grabbed her own crotch for emphasis. She also didn't pee since before the movie started. 0:03 Luz shut her eyes and concentrated all her willpower on getting her sphincter to close. Oh Titan, it already felt exhausted. But she needed to if she wanted to save what was left of her dignity and so that Amity would allow her to use the toilet first. 0:02 "Ooh, ooooo, ah" Luz continued to make deep moaning sounds as she slowly closed her valve once again. 0:01 Amity felt the stream slow, and then stop right before her scroll rang with the Azura theme song to indicate that time was up. ***AZURA THEME SONG PLAYS*** Amity turned the alarm off and let Luz into the bathroom. Luz immediately walked in, yanked down her soaked pants and panties and then began peeing out a torrent of a stream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" Luz moaned in relief. Amity smiled watching Luz relieve herself in full view of her. Luz even opened up her legs so that she got a clear view of her pussy and the jet of pee coming out of it. She felt her own bladder spasm a bit at the sight, but she was able to hold it in. She kissed Luz on the mouth so that she could enjoy the vibrations of her pleasurable moaning from being able to void her bladder. The sound of pee hitting the toilet water at high pressure reverberated in the bathroom causing Amity to grab her crotch. Eventually, the stream started to slow, and then it stopped. Amity was so horny at this moment, she wanted to continue what they were doing, but she also had to pee. So as soon as Luz's stream stopped, Amity proceeded to pull down her own pants. "Nuh uh uh" Luz said. "I'm afraid the bathroom is now closed for cleaning and maintenance" "But Luz, I haven't peed for the past 3 hours!" Amity complained. Luz proceeded to close the toilet lid and flushed it, causing Amity to cross her legs at the sound. "Well that's a shame, the janitor is kicking us out of the bathroom, and the line outside looks longer than when we entered, so I'm afraid you'll have to wait till we get home. It's a good thing home is only an hour away" Luz said. Amity's eyes bulged out "An hour?! Why did we pick a theatre so far from home?" Amity asked. "Only the best theatre, one with IMAX 3D DBOX seating is worthy of premiering the Azura movies for us Batata" Luz replied. "Now let's get going, it's a long drive home after all." Luz proceeded to grab Amity's hand and walked her out of the bathroom. Amity whimpered as she got so close to peeing, but was denied it at the last second. FIN

Short video, don't get too excited. Wasn't a huge wild wee, but I had places to go and didn't want to take it with me! Tiny bit of nudity which I didn't want to do but it happens. That's kind of the point of the video. Getting it out! InShot_20230918_145043147.mp4

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A/N: As some of you may recall, in the fall of 2021, I started a story called "I think my boss needs to pee". What was originally going to be just two stories quickly grew to a great number, and encouraged me to write more and more. There was just one problem. When I looked back over my work, I came to realize that I didn't like how somethings turned out, and I wanted another shot at it. So I rewrote the first two chapters and have many more planned out this time. New characters, new backstories, and bolder interactions. I am keeping the original up for posterity, but this new thread is the only cannon story. Updates will be slow, but they will be worked on. Some of the tags relate to later parts. As always, feedback is not only encouraged but appreciated. Chapter 1.1 Mary-Ann laid still for a moment. Her morning alarm was blaring into her eardrums, but every muscle in her body wanted to stay in bed until she drifted back into sleep. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Today was the biggest day of her young career, and she'd be damned if she would oversleep today. She gingerly sat up, and switched off her alarm. Still in the dark, she stood. Guided by instinct, she shuffled towards the wall. Feeling around for the light switch made 4:30 feel like the darkest hour of the morning. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dark and took her long t-shirt off as she entered her bathroom. She tossed it in an opposite corner of the room and walked towards her toilet. Before she relived herself for the morning, she turned the shower on to let the water warm. Opening the toilet lid and quickly dropping her pink panties to the floor, she sat on the toilet, still groggy. Yawning, Mary-Ann started to pee. The sound of her slow stream hitting the toilet water was drowned out by rushing shower water, and she begun to twirl her shoulder length blonde hair. Today was going to be her arrival. The finale of nearly three years of arduous work. She had gone from drifting between office jobs and secretarial roles, barista and bartender, but now she finally found her calling. She was a mortgage officer, and now was one of the top in the nation. Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Mary-Ann was done. She sat and dripped as she thought about her tasks for the day. She had been aggressive in the real estate market, flipping houses and even buying her first rental property last year. However, the income earned from the small complex was hardly worth the constant calls. At first, the tenants would call her directly as the previous owner had neglected the apartments. The calls never stopped, at all hours of the day and night, rodents, water heaters, showers and more had been replaced, repelled and repaired. She had hired a property manager to take the calls off of her plate, but whenever an issue arose, her manager would call her before making a move, which delayed solutions and got in the way of her tenants' lives. Mary-Ann flushed and stepped into the shower. She'd clean the pee off of her privates with the showerhead. Once finished, she lathered her c-cup breasts and washed her body, mentally preparing for the biggest meeting of her life. A chance to own her own mortgage company lay ahead of her, it was the pearl of her life. The 10 and 12-hour days, the early months of being commission-only, when she made less than minimum wage; it was all about to pay off. This last meeting was all that was in the way. Taking the time to fantasize about her life before her, it took a while before Mary-Ann stopped the water flow and stepped out of the shower. Drying her 5' 10" frame was not an arduous task, but Mary-Ann was sure it took longer than most girls. She packed her gym clothes; a gray pair of spandex and a white top, and her office clothes. She quickly made her hair into a ponytail, walked her to the kitchen to fill her water bottle and left. ###################################### Karenna Bryant awoke, smacking her dry lips together. The sheets and the bed were cheap, but comfortable. What was strange to her, was the amount of light in the small apartment. It should have been darker than this. She looked over to the alarm clock. Seven. She was late. Very late. Damn it! Not today! Shit, shit! She contemplated skipping her shower that morning. But she hadn't showered yesterday either. She'd have to clean herself even just a bit. Today was her bosses big day, and potentially a massive boost for her career as well. Today was not the day to be late. A quick shower still took her too long. With little time to do her makeup, she was forced to forgo her routine morning pee. As soon as she was dressed in her grey suit pants, black belt and white blouse, Karenna was nearly out the door. Before exiting her small apartment, she grabbed a plastic water bottle from the refrigerator. Needing to beat Mary-Ann to work, she darted out the door, her heels clicking on the cement walkway outside her apartment. As she made her way to her car, Karenna regretted her haste. Her bladder was already asking for relief. ################################# What took Mary-Ann a moment was the process of applying professional makeup in a gym bathroom. Normally, she would have applied it at the office or at home on her non-workout days, but because this meeting started right 9, she had to change here. She had changed her panties, which were now a deep purple, and she pulled her pantyhose over them. A beige pencil skirt that dropped to her knees and a white blouse hid under her short blazer. After putting on her black heels, she admired herself in the mirror and remade her blonde hair into a low-professional bun. Her watch read seven-thirty, plenty of time to visit her favorite local coffee shop. It didn't take her long to get there, and she finished her second water from her tin water bottle. Two had been downed since her workout. The first scent that hit her was one of her favorites- fresh roasted coffee, and a lot of it. The morning rush appeared to have dwindled. All that was left were the amateur writers and college students. Mary-Ann walked right up to the counter with no line. The barista recognized her immediately. Hanna was always so sweet and friendly, her small stature made it appear as though Mary-Ann was much taller than she actually was. Her blue eyes met Mary-Ann’s green and their smiles were matched. "Mary-Ann! Can I get you the usual? Cute top by the way". Hanna seemed much more energetic than usual, she swayed from one foot to the other and bent her knees ever so often. While certainly not unwelcome to see such energy and vigor so early in the day, it was a bit out of character for the usually reserved girl. "Aw, thank you! Yeah, I'll have the usual. Had your coffee today?" Mary-Ann smiled wider; she was always happy to see others so gleeful. "Just been standing a while." Hanna turned towards the cappuccino machine to start Mary-Ann's order and crossed her legs. They were clad in light jeans. She put both hands on the machine's table and continued to bounce her knees. She looked a little sick and Mary-Ann couldn't help but worry. As the cappuccino machine's noise rang throughout the shop, Mary-Ann spoke up. "Are you sure you're alright?" Hanna turned back toward Mary-Ann; her light brown barista apron was bunched around her crotch. She smiled, forcibly, and tried to talk over the end of the machine's cycle. "Uh...yeah. I'm doing ok" Hanna crossed her legs again, and grabbed Mary-Ann's order. Mary-Ann took her wallet out of her purse and prepared to pay. As Hanna walked back up to the register she put Mary-Ann's order down and read her the total. Hanna sheepishly looked behind Mary-Ann, and upon seeing there was no one behind she whispered. "I'm really sorry but we're a little understaffed right now; and I really...really need to pee." As she got to the second "really" she bent her knees down again. As Mary-Ann heard the word pee, she felt a sympathetic twinge in her own bladder and felt terrible for the girl behind the counter. "I can wait a moment if you need to run- " "No! No, if that's all your getting, I'll ring you out" Hanna interrupted her a bit loudly. Mary-Ann paid with her card and put a twenty in the tip jar. She felt sorry for the poor girl, but there wasn't much she could do except give her a generous tip and leave the girl to hopefully find relief, with a lull in customers "H-have a nice... day" Hanna weakly called to her. Mary-Ann briefly turned and waved to her before heading out the door, back to her car. ################### The ride to the office was short, but as Mary-Ann pulled into a parking spot opposite the office doors, she felt her bladder give her another dull warning, but this time, it didn't leave; the two morning bottles of gym water had started to collect in her bladder and the cappuccino wasn't helping. As Mary-Ann entered her office doors, she was greeted by her protégé Karenna. "Hey boss, meeting room's ready." Karenna was an average built black woman, but she had accented her shoulder-length, straight black hair with dyed-red tips. Unaware of Karenna’s own desperation, Mary-Ann secretly wished the 23-year-old had been a little late. Their typical morning briefs would lead right up to nine o-clock, and if the room and Karenna were already good to go, she wouldn't be able to stop by their single person bathroom. Mary-Ann could only hope she would have time to relieve herself before her meeting. Karenna stood up from her desk and pressed down her grey suit pants. She gathered her notepad and filed in behind her boss into the small conference room. Before sitting down, she put down her things on the conference table and wiped a bit of fuzz off of her grey suit coat. Mary-Ann didn't need to know that Karenna had gotten there just minutes before and she still hadn't emptied her bladder, which she had now been nursing since she woke up. But the meeting in which she was mostly presenting didn't faze her. She had been in this position for eight months now, and she wasn't about to let her growing need interrupt such a tight schedule, especially today. She sat down at the conference table and Mary-Ann stepped up to the awaiting projector. A list of clients appeared on the screen as the projector adjusted itself. "Where do we stand on these?" Mary-Ann started "Jones and Richardson both are looking like they'll get underwritten today. I think we'll have issues with Wyatt though. They might have given us some bad info on the underwriting paperwork." As Karenna went into detail about each of the active clients, Mary-Ann discreetly crossed her legs and put her back to the wall. This action went unnoticed by Karenna, who had her own thighs pressed against each other. The two women continued to review the second page of active clients, and as they discussed a peculiar case in which the client had provided their proof of income from a job they left two weeks prior, Karenna felt her first serious wave of desperate pressure press against the walls of her shaved pussy. The additional effort that it took for her to hold her filled bladder caused her to hesitate mid-sentence "I can make that...mmhf...call today" Despite her growing desperation, Karenna was determined not to ask for a break. If this meeting dragged on too long, she could delay Mary-Ann, she wasn't about to do that. The only thing she was hoping for is that Mary-Ann didn't notice her situation. As she crossed her legs and subtly placed a hand against her crotch, Karenna finally admitted to herself, I need to pee Mary-Ann was also growing acutely aware of her own situation, and had begun to sway her hips in an attempt to ease some of the pressure that was developing in her bladder. While she was paying attention to what Karenna was saying, she was unaware of the equally desperate situation her protégé was in. The two continued to move the meeting forward, discussing where they were in terms of their goals for the year. Karenna at this point was pressing her backside down into the cushy office chair, the corner of the chair pressed into her crotch. Her calves were locked in place, as her heels and feet were supporting most of her forward weight, they were pointing towards each other to keep her thighs in place. When Karenna looked back up from her papers and finished her sentence, she noticed that Mary-Ann was crossing her legs and seemed to be more focused on the projected graph instead of what Karenna was saying. Mary-Ann's right arm was clutched against her left forearm, and as she swayed back and forth. Do we seriously both need to piss right now? The thought crossed Karenna’s mind as her boss hadn't responded to Karenna's statement yet. She seemed to be more so watching the clock than giving her undivided attention. Karenna spoke up "Your thoughts?" "Hmm? Oh, yeah, its fine. Good job today, Karenna. Is that all?" Karenna wasn't satisfied with the non-answer, but it was getting close to nine, and if she could get out a moment sooner to pee, she would take it. "I think that's it for now, I'll email you if any of this changes- I gotta step out for a second, your office should be set up." "I -uh, alright" Mary-Ann started a sentence, but Karenna had already stood and done a 180 towards the door. She walked back to her desk as fast and as discreetly as her heels would let her, her sensitive genitals as tight and contracted as she could get them. Throwing her meeting notes over her desk and craning her neck to briefly check Mary-Ann's office, which was in a windowed room behind her desk, Karenna made sure her boss had everything she needed. Karenna might have to piss like a racehorse, but she still had a job to do. She exhaled as the strain to stand on her tip toes caused her bladder to contact and a shiver involuntarily sent a hand to her crotch. Mary-Ann's office looked in order. Now slightly hunched over, Karenna hustled passed the front door, which was glass, and anyone in the parking lot could see her squirm in front of her desk. Starting to doubt that she was going to make it, Karenna walked quickly to the corner of the office space that housed the only bathroom. Karenna nearly ran into the white tiled room. With just a single toilet and a sink, she started to undo her black belt and turned her well-toned ass towards the toilet bowl, anticipating her long overdue release. In her haste, she pulled the belt too quickly and it stuck into place. She felt a wet drop touch her panties. Not wanting to wet her pants, Karenna used what was left of her strength to pull her belt forward and slowly undo it. As her fingers worked the tight belt, her legs shook. The strain of holding an entire morning's worth of pee was now solely on her tight and tiring bladder muscles. She could feel the first few drops slowly dribbling into her underwear. Finally her belt let go, she jammed her fingers into the waist band of her grey suit pants and flung them down to her knees, along with her panties. Before her butt had even touched the porcelain of the toilet seat, a thick, fat stream of piss shot out of her, splattering the back of the raised top before Karenna sat down in a huff, exhausted from the effort it took to avoid pissing her pants. A loud hiss filled the room as a clear-ish stream of hot urine drilled the water in the toilet bowl. Her pussy lips now dripping pee as well, having left her blue panties with a small dark patch. Her breathing slowed back to normal, but her stream stayed strong, and the aspiring black business women sat with her forearms on her thighs, trying to process her desperation and now incredible relief and get her head back to her work. Her stream seemed to slow for a moment, but Karenna contracted her bladder muscles again and the stream that was exiting her pee hole resumed with the same force that it had started with, and the hissing sound that was erupting from her thighs filled the room again. As her stream began to subside for a second time, she examined her panties. She ran her fingers though the fabric, and while it was slightly damp to the touch, they were more than serviceable. She was surprised at what a close call she just had and she sat back in relief. Her stream was just a slight trickle, but her muscles were still contracting, sending shivers from her pussy through the rest of her body. It felt good, in a way. Karenna's thoughts drifted back to work I really hope Mary-Ann was just checking the time... Karenna cut that train of thought short. She tried to convince herself that Mary-Ann was indeed just checking the time and making sure she wasn't late. This move was important for both of their careers, obviously that would weigh on her mind. I've seen her take back-to-back meetings for an entire day's work. She's sat through 3-hour licensing classes with a ton of coffee...there's no way. Karenna looked down at her own, now dripping pussy. Her pink wet skin contrasting with her dark outer lips. It's not like I didn't just think that I'd be fine. She wiped, flushed and pulled her pants back up. Reapplying her belt and checking her makeup in the mirror, she noticed that the back of her grey sport coat had gotten wet from her initial explosion. It fared the worst out of all her clothes, but it would dry before the days end, she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted back to her boss for a moment. There's no way she needs to pee...right? Mary-Ann Adimari needed to pee. As she watched her young colleague rush out of the room, she pressed her hands against her skin, just above her burning genitals. It was tender, and her tight pencil skirt did little to assist her. Though it was a long skirt, which reached her kneecaps, it was becoming harder and harder to stand still. Her movements had nearly become involuntary, all made worse by the fact that she was in heels. She walked out of the conference room and entered her personal office. A slightly private area, its windows were against just one wall. They allowed her to be aware of what was happening outside her semi-private walls. Her bookcase, which served more as a prop for virtual meetings than actually useful books, was against the back wall, and the opposite wall partially served as a wet bar for closings. She had just refilled the alcohol shelf yesterday, and the different color liquids only served to mock her at this point. The deep red rug that spanned much of the floor gave the room a sophisticated atmosphere and played well with the walnut-colored bookshelves and mahogany desk. Mary-Ann wasn't paying attention to any of these details as she shoved her meeting notes onto her desk and trudged towards the bathroom in the main office space. She had maybe 30 seconds, but she was also starting to feel her now desperation to pee. She assumed Karenna was done as she approached the door, but the light wood was hardly sound proof. She was instead greeted by a such a loud sigh and a hissing sound that her mind instantly attempted to release her bladder muscles. The sound and sudden force of pressure baring down on her tight snatch caused Mary-Ann to shove her hands deep into her crotch and squeeze every muscle she possibly could. Her thighs and genital walls were all directed to halt the force liquid from soiling her clothes. Karenna clearly wasn't done, and Mary-Ann would be unfashionably late. She winced, attempted to straighten up, and walked back towards her office. As she sat down, some of the other financial partners and representatives from her current company were starting to join the meeting. Sitting in her black office chair, Mary-Ann turned her camera on, forced a smile, and hoped that she could pay attention for just an hour and a half. ############################ Karenna had been answering emails and making few morning calls from her desk while occasionally grabbing a drink from the water cooler outside conference room. Despite her close call this morning, she still needed to refresh ever so often and the short walk from her desk to the water cooler was enough to give her mind a quick rest. What helped the day go by the fastest however was the occasional inbound call. For a better connection, they still used landlines, so she could also fiddle with the cord while she talked. It was like her grandmother's old phone when she was growing up, and a little burst of nostalgia was all she needed sometimes. This time, when it rang, it was a local realtor, looking to connect with Mary-Ann. After the two set a time and a day, Karenna hung up and looked back through the glass at her boss. From where she was sitting, Mary-Ann appeared to be focused on her meeting, and Karenna immediately felt better about her own relief this morning. She hadn't forced her boss into an uncomfortable position and she felt her dash for the restroom was justified. Mary-Ann was attempting to look professional, but she was as stiff as a statue. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. No longer was her bladder simply suggesting that she find a time to relieve it, it was now demanding she do so. Sarah, Mary-Ann’s lawyer and acquaintance was in the middle of negotiating Mary-Ann out of her current contract, something that the other two men present in the meeting weren’t allowing to happen easily. The meeting was starting to appear as though it was was going to drag on. Mary-Ann crossed her legs. She hoped they would take a break soon. ################################ The front door swung open and Karenna immediately broke into a smile. Her best friend proudly strode through the door with a jovial smile plastered on her round face. Her bright brown eyes put her youth on display, helped by her long, black braided hair. "Hey girlie! Surprise!” She presented a small box from behind her back. It was wrapped neatly in a bow and Karenna took it from her graciously. Getting up from her desk, Karenna gave Nia a friendly hug. "Oh my gosh Nia! Thank you so much! What is it?" "I was in town for a game and thought of you when I saw it. Open it!" Karenna did as Nia asked and slowly opened the box. A small silver necklace with a pendent stood out against the dark interior. Karenna took it out and put it on. Now Karenna was the one with a wide smile on her face. “You didn’t have to.” She said quietly, her emotions taking hold. “But I wanted to.” Nia reached back over Karenna’s desk for a friendly hug. "Is Mary-Ann here today?" Nia asked innocently "She is, but she's in a super important meeting, I'll be sure to let her know you stopped by though." “Would she mind if we hung out for a little?” Karenna looked towards Mary-Ann’s office. Her boss looked engaged in her meeting. Turning back to Nia, Karenna suggested “Yeah I guess we could talk for a little.” Motioning for her friend to follow her, Karenna led Nia into one of the conference rooms, excited to catch up with her friend. Mary-Ann was still trying to present herself as a power broker, but in her mind, she was very obviously rocking back and forth in her chair. Her knee was lifted towards her chest in an attempt to alleviate the pressure. She one hand plastered against her crotch. Mary-Ann no longer knew what they were talking about, and at this point was blindingly agreeing to the documents presented online, Sarah marking every initial down. Her jaw was locked in an attempt to remain composed, but her labored breathing gave her situation away. She hoped that her microphone hadn't picked anything up. She didn't think that she had leaked yet, but her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat. Mary-Ann couldn't tell anymore. All she wanted was to pee. Just not in front of the present company, or with any audience really. Nia took a seat at the head of the table in the conference room and Karenna took the chair to her right. Playfully rotating the office chair from side to side, Nia asked “So…you made it. White-collar Karenna, huh?” Karenna scoffed “Hey, it beats working at that burger place. To be honest, I’m not sure why she even took me in.” “Who? Mary-Ann?” Karenna nodded “It’s not like I have experience. Or qualifications.” “She had to have seen something in you.” Karenna looked at the ground. “I lied on the application.” “And?” “And if Mary-Ann ever found out, I’m sure she’d fire me on the spot.” “Or she doesn’t care and thinks you’re the right person for the job.” Karenna looked up, then out the window, not responding. Nia knew better than to ask her friend to have some confidence, but she wished Karenna would at least have some. Her friend looked back at the ground, sparking Nia’s curiosity “Something else on your mind?” Karenna looked up, her eyes giving her away. Nia has seen it before. It always looked cute. Karenna’s eyes would widen, showing her whites. She’d almost look like a dog that had done something wrong. “It’s…ah it’s nothing” Karenna looked out the window again, then at the table. “Kar…” “No! Really! It’s stupid.” “Seems like you want to talk about it.” Karenna looked at Nia, then back down at the floor, moving her chair back and forth. She sighed. “You’re gonna laugh at me.” “Will I?” Nia asked, almost offended that her best friend would even think such a thing Karenna paused. “I…I kind of have…” Karenna spoke quietly, Nia leaned forward to hear it. “I kind of have a crush on her…” Nia giggled as she leaned back “Aww! Kar’s in love?” Karenna looked away and folded her arms “I knew telling you was stupid.” Nia leaned forward and touched Karenna’s thigh, just above her kneecap. “Kar, c’mon. You know I’m here for you. So you have a little crush, what’s the big deal?” “The deal is that it’s stupid-” “You’ve said that a hundred times now.” The two went quiet as Karenna searched for her words. She spoke again. “She's probably not into girls. Much less me. I mean if she was…she’s like a super model. She could have anyone.” “And you’re not?” “I’m me. A nerd who just has a silly office crush.” Silence between the two. Nia wanted nothing more than to grant some sort of confidence towards her friend. Maybe some humor would help. “Nice ass?” “Who?” Nia gave a sly smile. Karenna knew who she meant, lifting her hand to her mouth in embarrassment as she admitted “Oh! Y-yeah…she does…” Nia giggled “You been looking?” Karenna’s eyes dropped, she had a small smile on her face, enjoying her friends playful teasing. “She’ll bend over my desk to get something, or restock the printer. And when she does...” Karenna’s voice went low “I could die and go to heaven” Nia smiled, swaying back and forth in her chair. Nonchalantly she grabbed one of the free pens sitting on the table. She spoke, her tone getting a little more serious “Do you think I’m pretty?” Karenna furrowed her brow. “Sure. You know that ” “And you’ve had me. How’s she any different?” Nia fiddled with the pen “She’s my boss. And besides…it’d be too awkward. I-I can’t.” Nia shrugged. “You can’t even tell her she’s pretty? Drop a hint or two?” Karenna shook her head and looked at the ground. “It’ll pass. It’s just a silly crush.” The two returned to silence for a moment. Nia spoke first “Well it’s been great, but I should get going. Seriously. Maybe she’d be into you. Give it a shot.” “Thanks.” Karenna smiled as she stood. It was nice reconnecting with her longtime friend, and Karenna stretched. It had been quite the morning, but the afternoon was looking to be a smooth close to the day. After a hug, the two friends left the conference room, with Karenna moving towards her desk and Nia towards the door. As Karenna got to her chair, Nia stopped just before the door and turned back around. "Actually, um...Do you mind if I use the bathroom real quick?" "You know what?" Karenna smiled slyly, joking with her friend “What if I said no?” Nia smiled back, but her voice was serious. As she spoke, her hand, which was balled into a fist was gently place at the crotch of her jeans. “Kar, I've actually have been waiting awhile.” She jiggled her thighs “Please?” Karenna pointed her towards the bathroom door and watched her friend walk causally towards it. It was on her mind after their conversation, and Karenna couldn’t help but sneak a look at the butt of Nia jeans as she walked by. Her friend really did have a nice ass. Karenna then turned a little red. She quickly heard an audible hiss and spray from the bathroom, followed by a sigh from her friend. Her mind went back to her adventure this morning. Now that Mary-Ann had been in her meeting for a while, she only hoped that her boss was in a good spot. ##################################### Mary-Ann was locked in a desperate battle against herself and her overfilled bladder. Every muscle was in full force. Tense. Locked. Active. Unable to remove her hand from her crotch, she was gripping her self as tightly as she could. She felt clammy. Almost sick. Her legs trembled, each muscle moving involenterily with the strain of holding back her stretched bladder. She hurt. Mary-Ann’s teeth were gritted, her lips locked as she tried desperately to keep her pee from bursting out of her. She nearly considered peeing in one of her wet bar glasses. Mary-Ann was sure they couldn't handle two of her gym water bottles and a cappuccino, but it was better than peeing in front of the CEO of one of the largest mortgage companies in the nation, her attorney and business broker. That very real fear was the only thing that was keeping her water in at this point, and even that was failing. With just a few minutes left in the meeting, Mary-Ann lost a spurt of pee into her panties and her shaking legs were attempting to close the now burst dam, but now that it had started, she was afraid that it wouldn't stop. But another minute passed. The last page. It was here. Freedom. One more initial and she could have her empire and her salvation. She leaked again. The shock caused her to inhale and she gripped her mahogany desk. With every fiber of her being, she willed her pee-hole closed. Yes. She told Sarah to sign off on the last NDA. She lost again, this time a jet of pee, with a stream thick enough to tickle her closed, burning genital walls. The front of her beige pencil skirt now sported a small dark stain. But it was over, the greatest meeting of her life was over. She might just make it. The virtual meeting was ending. The first man dropped off the call, then the other. Quickly, only Sarah remained. Mary-Ann felt as though she was drowning. The weight of her full bladder pulling her down in a sea of despair. She was struggling to breathe. Her legs, clad in pantyhose, were curled around each other like a vine. Twisted and tense, they attempted to hold back the deluge of hot piss in her tender bladder. It was no use. Mary-Ann felt a hot jet of piss spray into her panties. She gasped, her twisted legs parting under the desk. “Everything ok?” Sarah asked “I-ah…um…” Mary-Ann looked down A constant leak into her panties had begun. The clear, glistening liquid was starting to darken her chair below her. She could feel the searing heat against her crotch. Mary-Ann made a desperate plea, using the last of the strength to muster a statement. “I…need the bathroom…” Mary-Ann’s voice shook with the rest of her trembling body “Yeah me too. You can wait.” Sarah either didn’t care or wasn’t aware of Mary-Ann’s plight. Mary-Ann was just able to regain control. She could feel the damp wetness of her skirt against her butt, her now soaked panties clinging to her privates. And through it all, she saw a way out. As Sarah droned on about the contract Mary-Ann had just gotten out of, confidence suddenly stuck Mary-Ann. Maybe she could make it. She had leaked and spurted enough into her underwear that the urgent feeling was starting to dissipate. She had hope. And that was all she needed. Finally Sarah ended her thoughts and wished Mary-Ann a good day before dropping off of the meeting. She had no idea the fight that Mary-Ann had been in for the duration, nor the throbbing pain of her full bladder. Mary-Ann for her part had no idea of the effort she was about to expend. Standing from her damp seat, Mary-Ann attempted to walk from her desk, but the weight of her pent up pee pushed down hard, the force of gravity crushing her now tired muscles. A sudden, heavy, sharp pain stabbed her in the back. The mass of her filled bladder crushing her tired peehole. It felt as though every liquid she had consumed that day was pressing to leave. The agony of her full bladder was not lost on the rest of her body. She shook as she bent down, sweaty, tired and exhausted. Mary-Ann bit down on her lip, hard enough that she could have drawn blood. Gripping her desk, she crossed her legs and attempted to stand. She just lost another spirt. This one made through her pantyhose and dripping onto the rug below. As she stood again, now slowly and slightly bent at the knee, Mary-Ann lost another jet of pee. And then another. Finally, she stood. Slightly bent forward, unable to stand fully. The pressure and searing pain screaming at her to relent. She wouldn’t. Her hand jammed into the crotch of her business skirt, Mary-Ann used what was left of her dignity and her strength to walk towards the door. That’s when she had an idea. The trashcan just on the other side of the door. She could rip her pantyhose down and her panties to the side. She could do it. She was so close. Each step sent a stinging pain through her body. Each movement a herculean task. But she was close. She walked by the wet bar, both shot gasses too small for the ocean of pee inside her. Her eyes bore into the small container willing her to walk through her affliction. The door swung open. It was Karenna. The sudden movement startled Mary-Ann. She gasped. It was followed by a seeping warmth into her underwear. “Hey boss! I saw you were offline. Valerie called to set up a meeting and-” Karenna was thrown off by her bosses response. Her voice was weak, hardly audible. “I…I’m s-s…sorry…” In the confusion, Karenna went quiet. Her silence was quickly pierced by a sudden tapping. It was foreign to her ears. Karenna subtily tilted her head in an effort to understand what was going on. Something caught her eye. She looked down. A dark patch was appearing on the rug at her boss’s feet. It was expanding slowly. Karenna’s eyes followed the clear droplets of liquid, her brain slowly putting together what was going on. As their eyes met, Mary-Ann nearly closed hers, tears forming in her eyes. Karenna put it together. Her jaw dropped in shock. Mary-Ann was peeing her panties. It started quick, the first stream finally breaking through her panties and splashing loudly onto the rug. She gripped the heim of her beige skirt in a feeble attempt to deny what was happening. Her face burned red in embarrassment, the only sound was her pent up pee ruining her rug with a dull splash. She looked down again. What she was doing hit her. Her pantyhouse were ruined. Wet streaks had formed down her legs where her pee had started to pool in her heels. Hot pee was dripping out the sides of her heels, and dribbling out onto a growing stain on her rug.Mary-Ann desperately tried cut off the flowing urine from her now hissing snatch. She jammed her hand back into her crotch, now soaked and warm. The pain of her attempt was unreal. It felt like her entire urinary system had bucked against her wishes to stop peeing. For all of her strife, it only weakened her flowing piss. She could no longer stop it, or even attempt to. Her body had gone too far and was too tired to bend to her will anymore. She realized that now. Giving in to her most basic need, she conceded that all she wanted was relief. Her legs shook, glistening as hot piss ruined her pantyhouse. Clear droplets splattered everywhere, dripping all over her rug. Mary-Ann Adimari, one of the top mortgage producers in the nation, now owner of her own mortgage company, was uncontrollably wetting her panties on her office floor. But Mary-Ann was too busy enjoying the emptying of her overfilled bladder into her panties to care. She didn't care about the rug she was soiling. She didn't even care that Karenna was witness to her hissing pee rushing out of her tired labia. As the many different rivulets made their way from the seat of her skirt to the rug, Mary-Ann bent forward. Her shaking knees and labored breath evidence of her defeat. Even as her rusing pee began to subside, its damage was done. Mary-Ann couldn’t bare to open her eyes as her continued to ruin her rug and undergarments in equal measure. Karenna could hardly process what she was seeing. Her boss, her secret crush, was a shaking, wet mess. Karenna wanted to hug her. To mother her. Tell her it was okay. Another feeling came over her. She knew what feeling it was. A grotesque perverted feeling of excitement. She scolded herself, and remained silent. Her bosses office was quiet. The rushing storm of her boss’s held urine now passed. Only the occasional drip from her ruined undergarments remained. Mary-Ann wanted to scream in relief. She was done peeing. The end to her torment was immeasurable. It was as if she had just experienced the most intense orgasm ever. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Her stream had begun to stopped, her over saturated panties dripped the excess urine down into her soaked skirt and small beads of pee rolled down her thighs. Mary-Ann swallowed hard, feeling the tears in her eyes. Ahe briefly wanted to masturbate. In a fleeting moment she imagined herself ripping through her pantyhose and rubbing her clit like a crazed animal. But reality quickly set in. Mary-Ann was saturated from the waist down in her own pee. She had completly lost control in front of her only employee, and had just ruined a very expensive rug. She had no words. No excuse, no escape. Her emotions set in. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run. She didn’t. She couldn’t. She stood as still as a statue, not a word spoken between the two women. Until Karenna spoke. Her quiet, soft voice still cut Mary-Ann sharper than any knife could. "Did you.. um...did, you just pee your pants?" A/N: So what did you think of the new first chapter? How did it compare to the old? What are your hopes for this new cannon? Feel free to let me know in the comments!

Desperate Jayne Collection View File Here's a zip file of 13 different "Desperate Jayne" clips from my collection. Some of the clips contain nudity. A Stranger is Watching She Made Such a Mess Wetting and Orgasm Out of Order Measuring Cup 2 Can You Hold on Too? Bathroom Visit Pee at Pub Watch Me Wait Even Vampires Need to Pee Pain and Pleasure Waiting Her Turn Wetting Her Jeans Submitter Warrior Submitted 04/21/2018 Category Desperation Clothing Unspecified

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View File MiaWets videos Four of the videos from pornhub user MiaWets. Submitter Rubic13 Submitted 09/19/2023 Category Female  

I was made to hold at work until I was bursting to go. My bladder isn't the best and I ended up leaking as soon as I entered the bathroom before I could start recording and waiting until the leak stopped before peeing in the toilet. This is my first time uploading so please be kind! The video stops abruptly because I didn't want to upload what I was told to do after this. This video shows nudity and peeing into the toilet. Uploade.mp4

Beginning Note: As I previously mentioned, I was interested in making Panam and Judy stories (mainly due to them being top tier waifus), however I was having trouble because I was just getting into Cyberpunk. Before I write my real Cyberpunk 2077 saga, which will be even more ambitious and erotic than my Fahrenheit/Indigo Prophecy Saga, I wanted to create a little prologue to set it up so here goes. Warning: Lesbian subtext, real lesbian sex, and manipulaive sadomasochism. Last tag might be triggering so be cautious for anyone who’s had a sexually controlling/manipulative ex. Panam Palmer: Desperation, Humiliation, Urination Panam Palmer was currently getting hammered. Why? She had just gotten off an argument with Rogue, the older woman was a conniving and clever sly bitch the nomad begrudgingly admitted. Still, Panam prided herself on being a tough woman who almost never lost, and having just lost that argument resulted in that pride being shattered. Good rum and a drunken stupor would fix all those problems so she set out to do just that. This rather rash act would ultimately have consequences that set off an entire chain of events, however the good definitely outweighed the bad so it was worth it in her eyes. Currently however, the nomad didn’t know all of that, just that she was trying to enjoy a good time and some bozo was walking up to her. “Hey there, Chica, having a good time?” the stranger questioned. He was large and muscular, with a good natured smile. Unfortunately he appeared to have intentions of hitting on her and it was getting rather tiring. She knew it was inevitable, considering she was quite beautiful. Her body was tan, slightly muscular, and had an hourglass figure, in addition she was tough as nails, making her quite desirable. However she wasn’t interested in any romantic relationships at the moment and while casual sex would have been an option for other people, Panam was a demisexual, meaning she was only romantically and sexually attracted to friends she was close with, something that the regulars knew quite well since she publicly announced it. “Yeah until you ruined it.” Panam bluntly told him, hoping it would drive him off. It didn’t matter though because someone else came to save the day. “Move Jackie, you’re annoying her.” a raspy voice ordered as a slimmer and younger man entered, pushing him aside. Just like her, he stood out because he was almost kind of basic. Handsome and well dressed? Sure, but lacking any of the crazy fashion eccentricities that decorated the citizens of Night City. “You got it boss.” Jackie grinned and winked as he left the two. “Friend of yours?” Panam questioned in exasperation as she gestured for him to sit next to her. She admired his clean cut appearance, complete with black leather jacket and ripped jeans, which complimented her own. However, her jacket had the symbol of her nomad clan embroidered on the back while his was plain. “Yeah, but he’s a good guy, I swear. Annoying as all hell, sure. Don’t worry, he wasn’t going to hit on you.” “Really.” Panam dryly noted. “He’s been out of a serious relationship. Anything he would have tried, he’d shut it down himself rather quickly. He’s trying to get over it, but I don’t think he can.” the man continued. “Well, I’m still annoyed but he has my sympathies. My friend downstairs is going through something similar.” “Judie?” Panam whipped her head up. She inwardly winced, her head started to shake from the sudden movement and even worse, all the rum was settling in her bladder and threatening to spill out. “You know her?” “Well, my friend does.” “He hit on her too?” “Oh, you got it twisted. Jackie didn’t. Actually Evelyn told us to go hang out by ourselves while Valerie and Judy take care of business themselves.” Panam liked the gentleman so far and wanted to continue their conversation, however she needed to wrap it up or she’d wet herself in front of the entire bar, a nightmare she refused to live through. “Right, so Jackie’s your guy friend, Valerie’s your gal pal, and your name is?” “Ah shit, I didn’t even introduce myself, sorry.” For a cool looking guy, her conversation partner seemed to get startled easily. Made sense considering he looked like he was in his early twenties. “I’m Vincent, or V.” “Ah, the Street Kid, huh? Pretty impressive career for a young one. Still, isn’t it past your curfew?” she teased. “Nice one.” V dryly complimented. She stood up and almost tripped, however he caught her like a gentleman. “Thanks.” she breathlessly expressed as she tried to contain herself. “Uh oh, I gotta get going. Jackie’s calling over for me.” ‘Thank God!’ Panam thanked internally, grateful she had a chance to break away. “Alright then, here’s my number.” she explained as she wrote it down and handed it to him. The two bid farewell and she stiffly walked, trying her best not to panic. Unfortunately for her, the line to the bathroom was long and just thinking about it made her bladder ache even more. She quickly texted Judy for help. While waiting she impatiently tapped her foot, growing more desperate by the minute as her desire to release the pent up liquid increased tenfold. “Sup Choomba, you needed me for something?” a familiar and beautiful Spanish accent greeted. “Fuck!” Panam yelled and jumped at the interruption. To her mortification, the announcement had caused her to spurt some urine. The crotch of her jeans felt damp and had spread to her inner thighs, but thankfully stopped there. “Uh Panam, you alright? I thought you needed me for-oh…” Judy trailed off as she took notice of the baseball sized wet patch that had gathered at Panam’s crotch, which she covered with her hands while grimacing at the feeling of clutching her urine soaked jeans. “I’m so sorry Panam, I’ll get you cleaned up.” “Thanks but that's just the beginning, there’s still more!” “Really? Shit, how much more?” “Niagara Falls.” “Just my night.” Judy groaned. “Alright, follow me and stay close behind so no-one else can see.” Thanks. Can we move slower though? If I move too fast I’m gonna piss myself.” “Haven't you already?” Judy replied with a teasing grin as the two carefully trekked to her Brain Dance basement. “Just help me out here dammit!” “I am, I am! I promise.” They eventually arrived, with the flight down the stairs having made Panam leak even more although Judy had the good grace not to say anything. They weren’t alone however, Evelyn and some other woman were there as well conversing about something. “Evelyn, Valerie, get out. We gotta take care of something.” ‘Valerie? Is that V’s other friend? Two Vs, why does that sound familiar?’ Panam didn’t have time to think about it as her bladder and genitals ached to release the rest of her pent up liquid. Valerie left without complaint while Evelyn winked at the two as she strode out. “I’m gonna get my basin, you just hold it in and take your stuff off?” Panam shrugged her jacket off and carefully placed it on the ground while Judy hurriedly grabbed a large plastic basin which already had a considerable amount of liquid in it. Panam wanted to comment on it, however it was the last thing on her mind compared to her desperation. “What the hell, you’re still dressed!” “I can't move anymore, it’s gotten that bad. You’re just gonna have to do it.” the nomad explained with tears in her eyes, both at the delicious pain and at the humiliation of not already having wet her pants but also about to do the same again at a much greater extreme if her friend didn’t help her. “But I’m-” “Judy I don’t care that you’re a lesbian and you’ll enjoy undressing me, I’m giving you permission so just help me out!” Judy nodded in understanding as she carefully unzipped the nomad’s jeans and tugged them down. Panam lifted her leg so Judy could remove her boot and pant leg, then did the same for her other leg. Now Panam’s pants and boots were off, but she still had on her green jumpsuit and underwear. “You still wear panties underneath your jumpsuit? Now you can’t pull them to the side.” Judy admonished as she pulled the straps off Panam’s shoulder so she could pull them down as well, revealing the tan woman’s black bra and hard abs. Unfortunately when Panam lifted her leg again it caused her bladder to stretch to a painful extent squeezing more urine out of her tired bladder. “Fuck it, get back Judy!” “Panam wait!” her friend protested. Oh, but she had and she was tired of waiting. The nomad instead gave in to the desire and moaned as she voided her bladder. Judy wanted to look away, however she was overcome with desire and stared as Panam sighed while rivers of urine soaked her panties and poured down her legs. Eventually she finished and sheepishly looked at her tattooed friend. “Sorry you had to see that. Bet your attraction to me must be fried.” Judie blushed and looked down. “That’s what I was trying to warn you about, Choomba. I loved what I just saw, your wet jeans already turned me on but seeing you piss yourself in your underwear was too much. If only you had been naked.” “Wait, seriously? You liked it?” Judy glared. “I know it sounds weird as fuck but don’t judge. Urination is sexy to me, both the feeling and watching someone else do it.” “No, I-I understand a little.” Panam quickly explained. “I always wondered why I liked testing the limits of my iron bladder and learning different positions, now I know. Still, during sex? Seems kinda messy.” “It is.” Judy bluntly answered. “How did you even discover it? I have to piss standing up all the time and hold it in since I do a lot of road travel in the desert, but you don’t have to worry about it at all.” the nomad questioned in disbelief. “If you can believe it, Maiko was responsible for that discovery.” “Shit Judy, I didn’t mean to-” “Don’t worry about it, choomba. Take your panties off and clean yourself up as best you can while I empty the bin and get you clean clothes. Your unitard and jeans also got soaked as well. I’ll clean them up and you can pick them up tomorrow.” “That’s sweet Judie, but don’t let me trouble you. I should clean up my own accident.” “Maybe, but what I saw was hot as fuck, I’m going to masturbate to that for ages.” Panam chuckled as she peeled off her wet panties, exposing her thick bush. “Only if you can tell me a similar story so I get my own fantasy.” Judy grinned. “Deal. You’re gonna love this one.” she agreed as she left to take care of business while Panam wiped her thick black bush and brown fat cunt lips free of any excess urine. Eventually Judy returned with a black thong, skinny jeans and a white crop top which Panam accepted gratefully, enjoying the relief of wearing clean clothes. Judy Alvarez x Maiko: Wet Ink, Wet Genitals Judy Alvarez was a beautiful Hispanic woman. She may not have been the most sought after due to lacking Panam’s curvaceous and muscular body, as well as having unconventional physical features such as her numerous tattoos or green and pink hair cut in a bob with the left side shaved. However only a fool would deny arousal at Judy’s slim yet athletic build, with petite breasts, lean muscles, faintly hard abs, and an admittedly curvy ass. Even better, her face was adorable, with round doe eyes and pouty lips. Make no mistake, despite appearing soft Judy was tough as rusted nails and could be just as sharp if her temper was tested. Many men found out the hard way when she politely turned them down, only for them to keep trying. What part of she was a lesbian was hard to understand? Even then, women could be just as frustrating with their own complaints. Only one proved to be a worthy lover, and she was currently proving it. “You like this?” Maiko Maeda questioned sensually, she was a Japanese woman with sharp eyes, full lips coated in cobalt, and a similarly slim yet hard body. Both were naked and in bed, engaged in rigorous sex. Judy had originally meant to just talk to her, which was stupid because who visited a doll for anything other than sex? However it was still an important topic, however it needed to be put on hold. Maiko had serviced a customer who had been completely unsatisfactory and needed to release her frustrations out, which Judy had been all too happy to oblige. However, Maiko was being even more rough than usual, pressing her hand down against her chest to the point of discomfort, and now they were tribbing at a pace too fast to be comfortable. Still, Judy loved Maiko too much to resist, and just wanted to service her to the best of her abilities. “Fuck, it’s too much!” Judy cried. “Slow down baby.” “Can’t…” Maiko replied restlessly, even speeding up her thrusts as she rode her lover. The Mox cringed as her labia and clit grew sore from the overstimulation, however she couldn’t deny the painful pleasure. With a wicked grin Maiko roughly ground her knee into Judy’s crotch, causing the tech girl to scream in pleasure.. Maiko gently kissed her full lips to restore some energy to the tattooed girl as they lay together in bed. “You did so well. You were such a good girl.” Maiko complimented as she tenderly stroked Judy’s thigh, her thin fingers lingering near her sweet spot. Unfortunately, the Mox was none too pleased. “Maiko, you can’t do that.” “Do what? Fuck you into orgasmic bliss? Don’t act like you didn’t like it, especially after all the more…experimental activities we engaged in.” the doll slyly replied as she pinched Judy’s clit, causing her to hiss. “See, even after totally being spent you still want more. Well I’ll be more than happy to oblige since you were such a splendid lover, my dear Judy.” Judy tried to pull her hand away but Maiko slipped one inside her snatch and curled it with a smirk. “Maiko stop it, I came for something important, remember?” the techie tried to dissuade, however the quivering of her voice made it clear she was already giving in. “Oh, right. Still, we can multitask. After all, it’s not fair I got to have all the fun.” “What do you mean, I loved it, despite you not listening.” Judy protested as she squirmed, having trouble deciding if she was trying to get Maiko to remove her fingers or responding to her movements. After a particularly pleasurable curl she decided to go for the latter, lifting her hips up and clamping her lower lips harder around the doll’s digits. “See, I knew you needed to be satisfied. I knew because you didn’t squirt. You're a wet lover, your cunt produces waterfalls when properly pleased.” “Thanks Maiko, that makes me sound like a slut.” the techie replied sarcastically. “Not at all, I love seeing your cunt in action. Female ejaculation is a sign of true pleasure, something only women seem to really know how to achieve.” Maiko explained, still annoyed at how pathetic all the male customers were. Still, her girlfriend made up for all those chumps. “Anyway, tell me your problem.” “Al-alright. Well, I wanted to get some more tattoos.” “That’s it?” Maiko buntly questioned, unimpressed and even annoyed, thinking her lover was making extra drama over something so trivial. “On my more private parts…” Judy confirmed, her voice quivering as Maiko continued to pump and curl her digits. “Ah, I see. Keep going.” the doll replied with a wolfish grin. “Well, I can’t trust a random to do it, I don’t want some idiots to mess up the ink cuz they’re too busy drooling over my body. I was thinking of Evelyn or Panam since they’re my best friends and I trust them, however that would be-ah-awkward.” the techie continued as she had fully given in to her desires. “Do you think-oh fuck yes…you know anyone here?” “Oh Judy, don’t be coy. You want me to do it?” Maiko accused seductively as she flipped over to lay on her stomach, her hot breath tickling her lover’s genitals. “You know how to ink?” “Yes, quite enough. I’ll be happy to tattoo your naked body. Give me the details.” “Alright, um, two seahorses on my back.” Judy began to list off, feeling Maiko grasp her thin shoulders. “Here?” “No, lower back, there. And, underneath my right breast I want ‘I refuse to submit’ in cursive, and a red spider web on my left breast.” “You mean these fine tits?” her girlfriend questioned as she grasped said mounds, delicately tracing the petite curves and pinching the puckered pink nipple and areolas. “Yeah, that’s it.” Judy confirmed. “On the left side of my abdomen I want a shark with a turret, and underneath it the quote ‘We all come from the sea’.” she continued, Maiko feeling that area as well. “Then on my outer right thigh I want an owl clutching a pistol and above it the quote ‘Selfmade’. Then on my left thigh tattoo a wedding garter all around-fuck me!” Judy whimpered as her lover lay delicate kisses on her inner thigh. “You want me to tattoo that last bit?” Maiko chuckled. “Fuck you…” Judy whimpered unconvincingly. “You already did. Well actually, I fucked you but you were marvelous as always, dear. Is that all?” “No, one last place. On my…pubic mound I want a little kitty skull and two paw prints.” “I wouldn’t really call it a pubic mound, more like a Brazilian mound, not that I’m complaining. You sure you don’t want the pussy tat on your actual pussy?” Maiko questioned with a grin as she continued to rub Judy’s genitals, only to receive a glare in return. “You’re so cute Judy. Alright, I’ll do it.” “Really?! What’s the catch?” “None, I got time off for tomorrow.” Judy was extremely excited, yet also suspicious. Maiko didn’t seem like the person who would be willing to do such a complex task for a long amount of time, even with nudity involved. The seductive glint in her eyes bordered on sadism, which only heightened the techie’s doubts. Still, she was also too excited and intrigued to care, and her suspicions were completely forgotten when Maiko bit at her clit. “SHIT!” “No catch dear. Just be ready and do what I say tomorrow.” “YES! THANK YOU!” Judy shrieked at the pleasure and grinded her crotch into Maiko’s face as she feasted on her labia. Soon she reached nirvana and cried as she squirted, Maiko greedily slurping the sweet liquid and it poured down her throat. Afterwards she sat up and went to the bathroom to grab some tissues, using one to dab at her lover’s tears and then wipe up any excess fluid. Noticing Judy was beginning to doze off, Maiko snapped her fingers repeatedly until the techie lazily blinked. “More? C’mon Maiko, I just want to sleep.” “Then go take a piss, unless you want to wet the bed again.” “Jesus Christ Maiko, why the hell would you bring that up?!” Judy snapped, blushing at the memory and pulling the covers up over her body. “I’ll stop mentioning how often you piss yourself when you actually earn it. Until then you’ll continue to be the Prissy Pissy Princess.” “Don’t call me that.” Judy whispered, insulted. “But you are, how many times have I had to wipe you down after you wet your panties in public? How many times have I had to do laundry in the middle of the night because our bed sheets were soaked with your urine?” she listed off, enjoying her girlfriend’s growing shame. Maiko had relentlessly teased her in a similar manner a couple months ago when the Mox had indeed wet the bed after they both passed out from a night of successful lovemaking. She had expected to be yelled at and maybe even dumped for such ungraceful behavior, however Maiko was uncharacteristically comforting, wiping her genitals just like when they had sex and even cleaning up her mess. That wasn’t the only accident, due to Judy’s small bladder, constant work schedule, disgust of public restrooms, and a desire to test her holding limits, she constantly wet herself in public and private. Thankfully, Maiko caught on pretty quick and would bring wet wipes and spare underwear whenever they went out together, along with being able to hide her lover’s condition from any wandering eyes. In addition, she memorized her girlfriend’s signs of desperation and taught her girlfriend how to do kegels and urinate standing up to reduce the number of public accidents. While Maiko had been pretty understanding in all cases, lately she would bring up Judy’s accidents in a manner that seemed like teasing, but seemed to hide other intentions. Thankfully it wasn’t contempt or bullying judging by how she never ceased to be comforting or affectionate, however it was something major Judy couldn’t pick up on. Case in point, Maiko yanked the covers off her lover and wrestled for dominance, trying to pick her up and haul Judy out of bed, while Judy struggled to get away from grasping hands. In the end, Maiko won by mounting her and tickling her lover’s abdomen. Judy’s eyes bulged in horror as she felt hands press on her bladder and she cringed when some urine trickled out. It wasn’t a whole lot, however if Maiko saw or felt it then she surely would have figured it out. Sure enough, she saw her lover’s eyes widen and she gently patted the techie’s genitals. Judy cringed in shame at the feeling of her lover recognizing she just urinated, and could only pray the awkwardness would die down soon enough and they could put it behind them. “What’s this, Judy dear?” Maiko questioned as she waved and displayed her fingers dripping with urine. “It can’t be your arousal fluid, it’s not nearly sticky or viscous enough, not to mention the damp spot beneath your crotch is too big, even for your slutty ass. It can’t be your squirt either, I drank every last drop of it. I wonder if this tastes the same though…” she trailed off as she licked her fingers seductively. Judy stared in awe, forgetting what they were doing was taboo and just fascinated that Maiko was either very brave, very curious, or very aroused. “It’s certainly similar, at least you drink a lot of water. Still, I wonder what this mystery liquid could be.” “I have no idea, but on an unrelated note I think I’ll hit the can.” Judy distactedly replied as she hurried to the bathroom, locking the door. Maiko pouted that she couldn't see the show, yet still satisfied at hearing the resonating sound of a continuous splash that could only be her lover’s urine stream hitting the toilet water. ‘Judy dear, I had no idea. We really do go hand in hand. All this time I thought you were just accident prone, when in reality you’re a practitioner of omorashi. There’s only one thing left I need in order to confirm it, tomorrow’s going to be even more arousing than I thought. Good luck Judy, you’re going to love what I have in store.’ Soon a flush was heard, along with the faucet. Eventually her girlfriend re-emerged and the two joined each other in the covers, sleeping away the exhaustion of another night well spent. The next day Judy and Maiko arrived in the braindance basement. Maiko was wearing her usual dress, however Judy was clad in a blue and white checkered dress shirt and blue sport shorts (or as Maiko so appropriately nicknamed: Judy Booty shorts). Maiko had told her Mox girlfriend that she needed loose clothing to avoid rubbing on the tattoo ink which seemed appropriate enough, however Judy could tell Maiko also just loved seeing her scandalously clad, ignoring the fact that the braindance techie wore a crop top on the daily, not to mention the rigorous sex they engaged in. To her further confusion, Maiko had insisted that Judy had drunk a lot of water and coffee, saying it would keep her simulated for the tattooing process. She didn’t even understand the logic behind that one, but nonetheless followed through, patting her bladder to soothe the dull yet present urge to urinate. Maiko turned around with a grin. “Alright dear, let’s begin. I’ll get the tattoo gun ready, you undress and lie down on the chair belly first so we can get your back started. I have the designs right here.” “Thank you.” Judy murmured as she unbuttoned her dress shirt and shrugged off her shorts. Now she was completely nude, as she had forgone underwear to avoid having them rub off her wet tattoos. She lay down and sighed as her breasts squished against the table, thankful she was petite. Panam’s heaving set would undoubtedly be uncomfortably mashed were she in the same position. The mox whimpered as her lover brushed cold alcohol wipes against her lean back muscles. “Sorry dear, I know.” Maiko replied as she kissed the other girl’s cheek. Soon after that was the familiar whir of the tattoo gun and the accompanying sting burning into her back muscles, causing Judy to grit her teeth. Still, it wasn’t too painful and only took a couple of minutes. ‘Two seahorses stretched across my back done in two minutes? This won’t be so bad after all.’ Suddenly she cried at the sudden entry of Maiko’s fingers entering her labia lips. “Fuck, seriously Maiko?!” “Sorry Judy! It’s just so tempting, seeing your tush on display. Speaking of…” her lover trailed off as she squeezed Judy’s ass cheeks. “I’ll never get tired of doing this.” “I-I appreciate how good you’re making me but this isn’t the time for this.” “We need to wait for your back tats to dry so you can lie down comfortably. I can’t think of a better way to pass the time.” “Fine, but nothing more.” “Of course.” Maiko replied. Judy was facing the other way in her position so she couldn’t see the devilish smirk on her lover’s face. After some time had passed Maiko instructed Judy to lie on her back and spread her legs while she set up the chair into gynecological position. She did so, yet was shocked as she felt her wrists and ankles get bound to the chair’s armrests and stirrups. “Maiko what the fuck?!” “Judy, you’re going to be tattooed in very sensitive places, this is for the best. Can’t have you jumping out and ruin inking your body.” “Something tells me this isn’t protocol.” the mox snarked. “Maybe, but this is certainly more fun.” “Fine, just continue.” Maiko obliged, first drawing ink patterns on wet paper and applying them to Judy’s parts and winking whenever her partner uddered a shudder of delight at the contact. Once done, she removed them and snapped a photo of the bound and naked Mox decorated with purple ink on her sensitive areas. Once done, Maiko went to work, first etching burning ink onto Judy’s left breast. She hissed as the tattoo gun made its mark and stung a cobweb design onto her breast, expanding across the entirety of her mound. The left one felt similar punishment as “I refuse to submit” was tattooed on the underside. Maiko lovingly blew air to cool her lover off and felt pleased as she noticed both of Judy’s nipples harden in arousal. Next she etched the shark design, her sadistic pleasure growing as Judy cried at the feeling of a large mass of ink etch itself on the left side of her abdomen. Once again, Maiko waited for the Mox to recover, satisfied that this most recent tattoo tested her bladder. She then moved on to Judy’s legs, first applying the owl design to the right thigh. That one wasn’t too difficult, however the real challenge (well, challenge for Judy, for Maiko it was a treat) was applying the wedding garter all around Judy’s left thigh. To her credit, the techie pushed through like a trooper, mewling in pain and pleasure the whole time. Maiko smiled and lovingly kissed Judy to revive her. “This is it, love. You’ve been such a good girl. Think you can handle the finishing touch?” “Yeah, but…fuck…I have to piss so bad.” “It’s going to be alright Judy, just trust me on this one.” Under different circumstances Judy would’ve felt a shiver of fear at the sadism in Maiko’s eyes and immediately requested to be let go, however due to her impatience to finish her tattoos and void her bladder she nodded and braced herself. Maiko took deep breaths to prepare herself. This would finally help awaken Judy’s desires and unlock a whole new world for her. Then with hardened determination, she immediately tattooed the kitty skull and paws on Judy’s bare crotch. “MAIKO!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUCK!!!” Judy shrieked with pain and pleasure, the sting caused her labia to pulse and she involuntary let out one final primal scream of agony and desire as she released, a large wet geyser sprayed out of her pussy and she gripped the hand rests while gyrating with torturous delight, causing her jet of piss to spray around even more. Maiko gladly drank what she could, however the sheer volume soaked her, the bed pan, and the floor. Soon it died down to spurts and dribbles, accompanied by Judy gasping at the unknown feeling of a masochistic uphoria washing over her entire body. ‘That…that bitch! I trusted her and she used me to get her sick kicks! Fuck…she made me orgasm through pain and pissing, how is that even possible?’ she internally wondered. After some time passed, Maiko got a towel to wash both of them up, lovingly attending Judy’s wet genitals and thighs. “There you go babe, hope you enjoyed it. This was all for you.” Maiko cooed. Judy patiently waited as Maiko continued to wipe her, then apply the tattoo paper to cover her tats. She even let herself get helped out of chair and wobbly avoided the puddle that had leaked onto the floor. Then she stormed off to collect her clothes. “Hey, wait up. Not even a thank you? Come on Judy, I gave you free tats and rocked your world! I introduced you to omorashi, since you couldn’t bring yourself to.” Without a second thought, Judy forgot all about getting dressed and marched right up to Maiko, deeply kissing her. “Woah, now that’s more like-FUUCK!” she shrieked right back as Judy slammed her knee right up Maiko’s genitals. “You see?! That’s what that felt like! That’s what it feels like everytime we have sex and you use my body beyond its limits, even when I beg you to slow down!” Judy yelled, pouring all the hurt as she yanked her shirt and shorts back on. “Judy, wait…” Maiko gasped. “You’re cleaning that mess up yourself. Then get the fuck out of my home.” the techie bluntly demanded as she stormed off. With luck, she could find Evelyn or Panam to comfort her, otherwise she’d have no choice but to either drink herself into a stupor or go back to Maiko. Thankfully she met Evelyn and tearfully admitted the bare minimum, thankful that Evelyn offered nothing but love, support and comfort. She was a true choomba, through and through. “So that’s what happened…Judy I’m so sorry.” Panam replied with sadness. “When I get my hands on that cunt-” “Don’t. Panam, you have no idea how happy those words make me, but I’ve moved on. Hurting Maiko would only bring back more damage and drama, not to mention it’d hurt me too. I still love her, even if she was a crazy bitch. Not to mention, in her own twisted way, she was trying to and did help me. “Judy…” “Panam listen. I’m not forgiving her or pretending what she didn’t do was borderline predatory, because it was. Still, I already got payback and moved on, and like I said there’s always going to be some residual feelings. I’m happy with where I’m at now, and as a true choomba you’ll accept that. Please?” “Alright, I will.” “Thanks, for that and just listening to me. I suppose I owe you an apology, since I had already moved on and viewed the experience in a more pleasurable light I forgot it might disturb you.” “No Judy, I should be thanking you for even opening up.” “It’s alright. Let’s just hope amor will be more forgiving in the future.” Both women giggled, not knowing how right they would be as they would soon be joined by two legends who went by the name V. Ending Note: So, good news: I made the first Ada Wong, Indigo Prophecy, and Cyberpunk 2077 stories on this site (at least that I’m aware of), I’m on a roll! Bad news, you know how long it took for this to come out? Imagine the wait time for a whole story with multiple chapters, because that’s probably going to be how long it’ll take for it to be released. On the bright side, I have other projects which will be released in between to make up for it. Anyways really hope you enjoyed this one, I sure did despite the dark ending. Don’t worry, in the proper story Vincent and Valerie will be nothing but loyal lovers to both of this story’s heroines.

Hi, it's me, Spectre! For the past few years now, I've been using Garry's Mod as an art tool to make some pretty cool stuff. Recently I've even started using it to make Omorashi art, and I figured it's time for me to share it. I'm still learning, so expect a little bit of jank in some of the stuff here. I'm not taking requests or anything of the sort at the moment. I'm sorta just doing my own thing. But here’s some things you can expect to see, or also stuff to keep in mind incase I do Requests or Comms in the future: I do mostly wetting, but occasionally I’ll make stuff that contains nudity. Either exposed genitals or breasts. Sometimes I’ll make male stuff, but only on Twinks, Femboys or general Pretty Boys. I can’t make messing I won’t make content on any furry or MLP characters. You’ll only see humans or humanoid aliens and fantasy creatures… and androids😉

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