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  1. Summary: A female clubber is bursting for the bathroom while on a long bathroom qeueue. When she can't hold it any longer, she proceeds to take matters into her own hands before having an accident. Plot: Damn it! How long is this line going to be. I have to pee sososo bad." Gwenndolinne Masterson thought to herself. Since 12 midnight until now (1 am), she waiting on line for the ladies' room inside the Pheonix night club. As usual, Gwenndolinne was bursting beyond belief and needed to urinate so badly. The pressure just kept mounting upon her bladder as well as her poor urethra. Gwenndolinne always indulged in a good time at night clubs. She loved the music, dancing, good food, and the liquids. Specifically, she loved the soda, fruit punch, and red wine. Gwenndolinne just can't help herself and in the presence of these liquids, she consumes lots of it with her food. And she just can't help but ignore her need to go until she is severely desperate to bursting. And right now she was bursting big time. Gwenndolinne bobbed up and down, keeping her right leg double crossed, standing bent over, fighting her incessant wave of desperation. The pressure just kept mounting as all the fluids and food collected into her urethra. "Damn it why is this line not moving. Hey get outta there!" Gwenndolinne shouted followed by an "Oh no-nononononono no no oh no." Gwenndolinne almost spurted from speaking loudly and with passion. She had to go and soon or else. The line didn't move much except for 7 people out of what was a total of 25 people. There were 18 people still in front of her and it was pretty clear this line wasn't going to move any faster. One 21-year old girl in place #4 near the door was holding her crotch and bobbing up and down, couldn't take it anymore. "Excuse me excuse-" but she was cut short by the person at the door entrance. "A-a (shaking her head in a no-way manner)! Get to the back of the .... seriously?" The girl replied "I can't hold it. I just can't hold it oh gaawwd!" running inside while unable to stop wetting herself. Her trail of desperation was followed by complaints and cursing. One woman (40 years) said "Yeah kid run inside! If I wasn't desperate, I would-ah (wincing) eeeeeemmmmmmmmmm ....". Gwenndolinne Masterson couldn't believe what she saw. Here she was and number 19 on the line. And yet some girl jumped the line. "Who was this bimbo that grabbed her ticket for relief?" Gwenndolinne wondered. Gwenndolinne couldn't handle the proverbial smack in the face as her wave of desperation was made worse by her bladder contracting. It was as if her bladder saw this and protested with anger. Gwenndolinne applied more pressure against this pressure by contracting her urethra even more. She was already in so much pain and had to endure more. "This reminds me of the time I had to wait for Piper to get out of the bathroom and I had to piss in the garbage bag.". (Please see my fiction Desperate Morning). Gwenndolinne Masterson kept telling herself she would make it soon so as to not make her need worse. But time was ticking forward. It was 1:15 pm and still only two persons went inside while the girl from before (wetting herself) still didn't come in. The other woman (from before yelling at the pissing girl) couldn't take it anymore and ran inside. Since she was ..... well ... as big as Nyla Rose (AEW wrestling star) who could stop her as she pushed everyone out of the way. One girl (22 years old) lost her footing and landed on her butt. Sadly she began urinating in her jeans. "Noooooooooo!" the girl screamed. Gwenndolinne continued to bob and pee dance while leg double crossed online. At one point, her need became such an unnatural wave of desperation that cause her to crouch down. Wincing, teeth clenching, and whimpering, Gwenndolinne had to muster more of her strength not to let a single drop escape her. She has had accidents before but this time she wanted to avoid that. She wasn't going to let herself be (as her friends call her) Peeing Gwen. She hated that and she hated her stupid gluttonous nature for waiting too long at this point. She was determined to stay dry. After 20 seconds, she got her need under control but her urethra was paining her. She desperately wanted relief and wished the line moved faster. Suddenly, she and others could hear yelling inside the ladies' room. The female nearest the door could hear this. "You toilet hog! We need the toilet and you're enjoying phone sex? I just pissed myself and you just wave it off. That's it!". "Screw you!". Female bouncers came into the bathroom and hurried both women out. Two went in as three came out. Gwenndolinne was still trying to keep it together for the next 40 minutes. In that time she kept thinking positive thoughts, such as the time she went fishing with her father up-state. She remembered how peaceful it was and how quiet the environment behaved. This thought always helped to calm her nerves no matter the situation. But how long would it last? During this 40 minutes, another female (27 years) with jet-black hair, stiletto heels, a revealing top and a micro-mini skirt couldn't take it and ran off the line. She grabbed a huge beer mug from a customer about to ask for more beer. She lifted up her skirt and shoved the mug into position and released her pent up ocean. "Yes yes oh yes y-yes sweet relief. Oh man!". The customer behind her shouted at her to clean the mug while the staff told her to pay for damages. She casually waved her hand stating she was rich and would pay easily. At the end of the 40 minutes, Gwenndolinne couldn't take it anymore. Her will power was not enough to deal with the wave of desperation that reached super ultra maximum pressure against her poor urethra. Something had to give. And it could be her body that badly screamed neurotransmitters to let go like you wouldn't believe. Her mind lost it. She ran off line and looked for a plant pot or a corner not occupied. She began resorting to her frantic foolish self she tried to avoid becoming. She looked all over and saw not a single plant pot or an unoccupied corner that no one would see in her. She ran out the door and looked both sides. To her right was never ending buildings with alleys that were filled with people already. To her left was the same thing, except for one alley that seemed to be devoid of anyone. "Perfect!" she said to herself and ran over there. Gwenndolinne was overcome with much relief and wanted to get there asap. But she had to be careful not to cause herself to have an accident. She was wearing strappy shoes with heels and each step she took combined with her ectasy for relief and her need to go threatened to cause her to go. But she remained focused and made it to the alley of question. "Finally." Gwenndolinne cried with a smile only to find men taking a bathroom trip or vomiting. She was horrified by the horrible sight of biological waste and the numerous people. There was no privacy. And worse! The alley had a bad odor. Some looked like they were not from tough neighborhoods while others were skinny guys just waiting to be punched. Gwenndolinne stood there swaying her knees while bent forward, thinking about her next move. But where was she going to go. Suddenly, she felt a small dribble travel down the middle and that ended her indecisiveness. She ran past all the weirdos and seedy people, ran into the darkened areas of the alley and stopped behind a trash can. She saw the ground had a pot hole leading into the sewage. She made up her mind. Gwenndolinne positioned herself over this pot hole and readied to lower herself when another wave of desperation so powerful it nearly punched a jet of her pent up golden falls. She winced and gritted her teeth so hard she might have as well as caused her teeth to travel back upwards. "Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" she whimpered. This wave immobilized her to the extent that she felt moving might cause her to leak. But her resolve finally took over and she lowered herself. She lifted up the hem of her short skirt halter top dress, revealing she went commando. She opened her legs apart and made one last look down to ensure she properly over the pot hole. It was so dark she couldn't be completely sure but time was running out. She counted in her mind 1..2..3 and let go. A jet of her urine the appearance of a fire hose jet emitted itself from her nether region. Several smaller streams deviated from the main jet into the pot hole as well as rivulets emerged down the middle dripping profusely. Some of the rivulets went down to her buttocks nearby her genital region and dripping off the skin of her buttocks. Gwenndolinne almost fell backwards from the sweet ecstasy of relief. Her bladder deflated as well as her urethra feeling the pressure of the flow of her urine rapidly moving by. Her urine sizzled as steam emerged from the pot hole. It was hot and the sight according to the others was hot too. They couldn't believe someone did this in front of them. Suddenly, a voice could be heard calling out "Fuuuuuzzzzzzzz!". Everyone scrambled out of there to avoid the police, leaving Gwenndolinne by herself still urinating. A police patrol slowly drove by the alley. During the driveby, the driver looked in the direction of the alley. Gwenndolinne stood there frozen and crouched next to the trash pail still urinating. Her stream did start to trickle but she remained still. One officer asked if his partner saw anyone. The driver couldn't see anything and continued driving. Her stream slowly tricked to a stop and once she pushed out the last few drops, she proceeded to get back on her feet. She carefully left the alley and inspected the coast. Majority of the street was empty as people carefully left quickly. Gwenndolinne left as well and made her way home asap. She didn't bother to wipe the dried up urine off her bottom and the few rivulets that traveled down the inside seams of her thighs. Gwenndolinne proceeded to plop on her bed and worry about it the next morning. And the laundry too. FYI: Gwenndolinne is 25 years old.
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    Girls toilets are not always available, so you have to improvise with the closest thing -w-
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    Two yound women rush in to the toilet, visibly desperate to pee. But the toilet seems occupied. They go to the bathroom (with no toilet), and finally step into a bathtub and pee through the clothes (pants and panties). Then they try to wash the pee out of the bathtub. No nudity.
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  7. View File Bathroom race Two yound women rush in to the toilet, visibly desperate to pee. But the toilet seems occupied. They go to the bathroom (with no toilet), and finally step into a bathtub and pee through the clothes (pants and panties). Then they try to wash the pee out of the bathtub. No nudity. Submitter wether Submitted 07/01/2022 Category Female  
  8. Hello! Sorry if this story is a bit hard to understand. But if you like My Little Pony, you can see the scenes better! Rarity hums a senseless song while cutting through some tissue. "Spike, its useless, I just can't fit in." Fluttershy says. "Just. A. Bit. More-" the small dragon desperately tries to put the dress onto the pink-maned yellow pony while jumping and pulling the outfit on Fluttershy that can't do anything more than waiting that he loses will to try. After a time he can make it and the dress slides on her perfectly. "Thats it!" He raises his arms up, all happy. "You are ready for the party!" But after a moment the dress scratches apart and some sewing thread appears all around it, showing it have broke. "Huh.." His arms turns back down sadly. He walks towards the busy fashion pony. "Um. Rarity..." He mumbles. "What." She replies firmly. "I think Fluttershy's dress needs another fix.." He mumbles shyly. "Another?" She is surprised, but when she turns her head around to glance at the damages she smirks. "Oh dear, your dress is surely needing a touche finale again." Fluttershy lays, a bit exhausted. Spike comes to her and tries now to put the dress off her. They both struggle with it for a while until Spike eventually can get it off her but at the price of getting launched backwards, landing in a pile of crates and boxes. The dust and powder are throw in air for a sec before the place gets clearer. "Ouch." Spike says, annoyed, his voice muffled in the shambles. "Spikey-boo! My sweet tailed one, are you okay?!?" She rushes to the boxes to save Spike from being stuck, lost in middle the crates pile. Opalescence rolls her eyes. "Oh my, by Celestia, Spike are you hurt?" Fluttershy flies to help Rarity getting him out of the pile of box that collapsed on him. Angel rolls his eyes and cross his arms like a pouty manner. The two animals end up looking at eachother and both does a little 'hmpf' as they both look away. Spike gets a hand out of the stack of rubble. "I'm fine." He says. Rarity will now work on Fluttershy's dress again, while Spike and Fluttershy speak about the party they are preparing for. "I really hope this is going to be great. It will be first time I will spend that many time on a scene and being center of attention..." She trembles of shyness. "Don't worry Fluttershy, I'm sure you will be fine." He replies. Soon, 2 oval yellow eyes will emerge from the ground. After a time, ears, and finally the full head comes out of the planks. "My dear, you are not even ready yet?" He concerns. "Oh hi." Fluttershy spots the familiar face laying on the ground in middle of the room. "Yeah I'm just not fitting anything today." She lean her head down and look at her hooves. Discord slides itself, or its head, all along the planks until reaching Fluttershy's hooves. "Don't say that honey, I'm sure you can fit anything with enough trying." He says. "The dress broke when we tried to put her in." Spike retort. The draconequus dive in the ground to appear in full size in a mirror. "Are you saying she is oversized?" He frown. "What? No!" Spike refute, crossing his arms and turning his head away. The chaotic figure walks out of the mirror to enter the room. At that moment, Rarity turns around from her desk with the dress levitating with her power, leaning it in direction of the shy pony. "Now. Lets try again. But this time we can't afford to fail." She says as she looks at Discord to see if he is going to help. "What? You could have told me earlier." He says. He snaps his eagle hand and in a instant, Fluttershy is in her dress. She is surprised, and move a bit around to see if it will break again, but it doesn't. After a time, she grin, happy it is not breaking anymore. "Thanks darling." Fluttershy smiles to him. "Anything else I can do for you my dearest?" He open and close his eyes with a slow and precious style. "Um. I'd like a little bit of water, if anything-" She mumbles shyly. "Of course!" He replies. Suddenly a huge jar of water spawns, almost the size of a pool for Discord. "That's a bit big-" She mumbles. "Oh, sorry." He replies. With his hands each side of the water tank he rescale the container to a mug size. "Thanks." She smiles at him. She grab the cup of water and drinks it all, eagerly solving her thirst. Discord and Fluttershy stare in their eyes deeply, in a romantic way. Spike glances at them and have idea to try to do same with his own crush. "Great. Its about time." Rarity looks at her clock. "Alright, follow me, mates." Discord says. He walks to a wall and with his hand he can draw then open a fictional door that leaves to a backstage of a theater, surely the one where their event is occurring. Being left out as Rarity ignores or just didn't spot his tries to imitate Fluttershy and Discord stares, he cross his arms over his head, kind of like if he was drowning. "Oh no! I think I'm immobilized by stress!" He overplay his emotions, the look of his eyes intensely begging Rarity for care in a cute puppy eyes manner. "Don't worry Spikey-wikey, I'm sure we will do fine!" She leans down to kiss his forehead. A bit like Asterix and the magic potion he is floating and his heart is super-powered for a second, satisfied with that move. Rarity smirks as she knew he was overstating, but she still likes giving him attention. After walking though Discord's magic portal to the theater, the sound of people sitting in the crowd and waiting for the show to start is increasing more and more. "Thats it. Finally we will do the final." The draconequus is happy. "Is everyone ready? Sir McBiggun?" "Eeyup." The big red knight replies. "Garbunkle the wizard?" "Hail-hail" The dragon in the costume replies. "Princess Schmarity?" "Evidently" Rarity levitates a crown on her head and smirks, satisfied. "Flutter Armor?" "Here.." Fluttershy replies in her wonderful dress. "Jester Pie?" "Present!" The pink pony have a big grin. "Rainhood Dash?" "Present." The masked hooded blue pony gently waves at others. "Angel the trialosaurus and Opal the Lingota?" He sees the two tiny animals being proud in tiny costumes. "And finally. Captain Wuzz." In a magic flash he is changed into an archer costume. Spike walks in front of everyone and close to the curtain. "Comrades. Let's roll!" He says happily. They all walk as the curtain reveal all of them in a great applause, and they find a seat where each of them have their character icon on top of their place, with on the long table on the scene in front of the crowd, each of them have their character sheet and dices set and in proper order to play. Spike climbs on a spot that have been placed for him. "Welcome, Mares and ponies, foals and fillies, to this episode of Dongeons and Discords! We are looking forward to watch the next events, does the heroes will be able to save the princess Schmarity from the evil Squizard? Thats what we will look for, in this game of Ogres & Oubliettes!" He sit in his seat. In a magic flash, the scene is now an ingame view, while the crowd hugs themselves of fear and suspence. The game goes on, switching from ingame world for roleplay and out of game view for battles with tiny clones of themselves on a battlemap, and as time passes, Fluttershy seems less and less concentrated. "Alright. Roll for initiative." Discord says. In a magic flash the scene is back with the players aligned and the dices are ready. They all roll and say their number, but Fluttershy finds herself busy with something else. "Fluttershy are you okay?" Spike asks, drawing the attention of all the ponies on the event to her. "I- I- I'm fine.." She mumbles, under her blushing out of shyness. Angel swings his arms to draw her attention. "Um." She watches the bunny gesture some things with his arms and ears. "Angel wants to see if he can break a nearby tree log and throw it on the skeletons." "Oh. That seems an easy task for a huge eagle. I'd say to roll an simple attack with the usual bonus." Spike says. The bunny grab a dice and release it. "14" Fluttershy announce. "Angel succeed to throw at some of the skeletons, but a lot more lasts." "Can I fire with my party rifle at the skeletons?" Pinkie Pie asks. "16!" "Jester Pie aims her party rifle and the explosion of dozen of confettis disorient a few of the skeletons" He replies. "Meanwhile, Rainhood and Garbunkle can introduce the castle of the baddie, to look for the wonderful princess they wanna save.." He have hearts in his eyes. "Urgh, this dongeon is not even in marble.." Rarity roleplay a hoof over her head, in lamentation. "I thought it would be the least to be made for a princess like me!" "I try to undo the lock with my fetish unlocking wire!" Rainbow Dash declares. "16!" "When the lock fails and the door opens, Garbunkle rushes to the princess to see if she is okay." Spike says. "Oh my precious dragon wizard, you came here to help me!" She thanks him. "Couldn't Schmarity deliver herself? She have powers right?" Rainbow asks out of character. "These awful handcuffs are retaining me to use my magic to absorb all of it!" Rarity declares in her character, then she smirks to Dash. "I try to destroy the cuffs" Spike tries to roll an magic usage, but gets sad. "7." "Don't worry my lovely wizard, I greet you that you tried at least." She kisses him. Spike blushes while the crowd awws, but suddenly get serious again. "Oh no, the guards are coming!" Rainhood point at the shadows over the wall, showing movement futher away. Some armored skeletons guards advance in the corridor of the dongeon and threats to do high damage to the rogue and the wizard. But at that moment, the mini Sir McBiggun mounting a bigger version of Opalescence smash through the wall and the rubbles collapse on the guards, that destroys them. "Sir McBiggun!" Spike smiles. "Opal!" The princess is happy. The great cat smack its powerful jaw into the handcuffs, which destroys them. The alicorn princess Schmarity unfold its wings in a majestic manner, and jump into Opal's back, soon joined by Garbunkle, while Sir McBiggun and Rainhood Dash attack the skeleton guards. "Guys, you can go behind me, mommy Schmarity is back!!" She epicly states. McBiggun and Rainhood move out of the way, letting the princess shoot a powerful blue laser that explodes the skeletons strewing them in their very bones. The public is proud. "Yeehaa!" Applejack applaud, proud to watch the epic actions. "I can do that too.." Twilight mumbles to herself. "For real, in fact." She smirks. Outdoor, the licorn Flutter Armor mounting Angel the giant eagle-T-rex draw an arrow in her bow, trying to damage the Squizard, coming to threat Jester Pie and Captain Wuzz. "I fail.." She says. "5." "Well.. The arrow loses itself in the trees." Says Spike. "I try to make an ice spike to throw it on one the Squizard's tentacle." When thinking about it, Fluttershy is wiggling a bit. She is surprised her belly is already filled to dangerous levels for dryness matters, or maybe the perfect fitting dress reduce the possibility for her bladder to expand, but she feels like soon enough, she will be the one that loses herself. Of course she is way too shy to ask for a pause, even more in this level of action happening right now in the game. "7." He says. "Okay. Let me roll for the bad guy." Discord says. "19." Squizard charges its magic wand and fires on the great eagle, that crashes on ground with the damage. Captain Wuzz rushes to them, concerned. "My love! Are you okay?" He whines after he throw himself on grown on his knees, looking for the fayrie licorn, in cries. "I aim my party canon at the Squizard!" Shouts Pinkie, seeking to revenge them. "Natural 20!!!" She screams, which makes Rainbow Dash and Rarity, sat nearby, vibrates on the strength of her voice. "Yes. Show them Jester Pie. They will regret it." Maud Pie speaks calmly, but yet happy about the epicness. "I use my magic and my precious princess' gemstones to throw them to the horrible fishy squid!!" Rarity announce. "18!" "I attack." Big Mcintosh says. "15." Fluttershy loses herself in her mind again, until Discord elongates its neck to face her. "Are you okay my dear?" He asks. Angel jumps on her nose and tries tickle her muzzle. She inhale and sneeze, but suddenly gets more trembling and all blushy. "Fluttershy? Is there something wrong darling?" Asks Rarity, concerned about her. She mumbles something unhearable. Then she regain her minds. "I- I- I could really use an interlude right now.." She admit discreetly, her hooves on her crotch, hoping that Discord will not make it a big or loud public thing. "Who else would like a pause?" Spike asks. "Me!!" Rainbow Dash gets up and sprint-fly to the restrooms, and the busy tag swings a bit until it get still again. "In fact, Princess Schmarity quite needs a pause to the lady's room too." Rarity admits. "Well, let's start an interlude then." Spike accepts. All ponies in the crowd get up and start talking, while Fluttershy is stuck on the ground, not able to fly as her wings under her dress. At least they can help pressing against her crotch, she thinks. Her usual shyness makes her barely advancing through the crowd, and when she comes to the restrooms, the horrible sight of a endless waiting line makes her trembles even more. She even loses herself for a second, in surprise and desperation of the situation that is going to occur. "Oh no!" She mumbles, afraid, and sure to not make it. She will lose bit by bit of her need, releasing it in her dress, that becomes more and more wet, and at everyone's view, she is unable to hold herself like a grown up mare. After a time she flies the party, reaching some bushes she collapse on ground, crying and peeing like never. The liquids mix in a salty pound that reflects herself. When for a second she tries to stop crying, she is still peeing in a full stream, making her flustered and then continue to hide herself in her hooves, overloaded with shame. As the pause comes to a end, Discord glances around, seeing that his love have suddenly disappeared for no apparent reason. "Start without me, I'll find Fluttershy." He declares. Twilight sees this and get concerned by her friend, that is possibly in a bad situation for not showing herself anymore. Discord appears in the small lake Fluttershy have formed. She is shamefull and blushing, then she splash her front hooves on the draconequus' face because she feel she don't wanna see anyone right now. "Ouch!" He says, even if he didn't got hurt, but the feeling she done that hurt himself yet. "Why would you do that? What's wrong?" "I'm a filly!" She sobs. "What? Why?" He asks, clueless. "And why are you all wet?" "I fucking pissed myself like a foal!" She explodes in tears. "Oh. I see." Discord understands. "What's happening here?" Twilight approaches. Discord tries to send her signs to not insist on her accident with doing funny faces while he have Fluttershy in his arms. Twilight comes closer and gesture at Discord to give her her friend. He accepts a bit reluctantly but let her do. "Fluttershy, its okay." Twilight tries to dry her tears. "You know, everyone have accidents." She states. "Really?" She replies, ceasing to cry. "Yes. Look, I'm a baby myself." Discord says, in a magic flash he is in a big diaper and have a pacifier in his mouth. "It doesn't matter honey." She continues. "You should have told us you have a weak bladder so we could place priority on restrooms for the participants of the event!" "See, you say it yourself, I have a weak bladder!" She grumble to Twilight. Discord thinks about his actions, and becomes a bit embarrassed. "Um. Afterwards, when thinking about it, it may be a bit of my fault..." Discord admits. "When rescaling the cup of water, I may not have reduced the amount of water but just compressed it magically. Hehe. Sorry." "Its okay Discord. You couldn't know." She accepts his apology. "I should have asked Rarity to make an embed diaper in the dress... By the way its why I have to go again, maybe. Can I go?" She asks looking at Twilight. The Princess of Friendship blushes awfully, and is stuck in the moment. Discord snaps and Fluttershy have now the dress off. He duplicates himself to have one of him place a bucket under the dress while he shake the dress with one movement and magically dry it instantly. The second Discord that have scientific or geeky features collect the precious golden water. "I'll keep that for later maybe." He mumbles quietly to himself. In a snap, the second him and the bucket disappear, while he lay the dress on ground, now completely dry. He glance away and what his surprise to see Fluttershy peeing again, but this time while Twilight watches and even bite her lower lip staring at that scene. His eyebrows raises as he admits that is a interesting sight. While Fluttershy finishes going, Twilight is almost dying of embarrassement, as Discord seems to become a bit jealous that his pony offers that scene to her. "I'm sorry your majesty, but she's mine." He states. He elongates his arms to push away the purple pony that is yet curious of what happened. "You won't come back in I guess." Twilight supposes. "I think she will needs a bit of rest, yes." Discord replies, while Fluttershy collapses on the ground, in her puddle that is now truly a lake. Twilight goes back on the scene and tries to have everyone's attention. "Fluttershy told me she is exhausted and will get home to rest, Discord helping her to get better." "Well. Looks like we will play regular Ogres et Oubliettes now. Who wanna replace Flutter Armor?" Twilight teleports near the seat of Fluttershy, and blushes a bit when she sit and feels its a bit wet.
  9. I'd like to share some stories that I've been through. And I have to say as a freshman whose mother tongue is not English I'm really not good at English, so I will try my best to reduce mistakes in grammar. Also, it may be because of the cultural differences between countries. Some of the details I have told you will be very unexpected and incomprehensible. Please don't pay too much attention to the views and descriptions, just enjoy it as a fictional story. But the whole story is based on reality to a certain extent. I will update as the case may be. I hope that you will enjoy it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- After three years of hard work, I entered a famous university in our country with good results. And study game design there. The reason why I mentioned our school is that it has some particularity. Because our school is famous for the majors that are suitable for girls under our stereotype, such as art, communication media, performance, hosting, drama, etc. Because our school is famous for the majors that are suitable for girls under our stereotype, such as art, communication media, performance, hosting, drama, etc. So the ratio of boys to girls reached 7:3. There are only a few math, science and engineering majors in our school that are considered suitable for boys. Our school is also famous for its comprehensive service to students. For example, long ago, a girl reported that there were more girls in the school, but the ratio of male and female toilets was 1:1. Soon the school noticed this message and transformed the school toilet: some boys' toilets were transformed into girls' toilets. The original layout of the teaching building is that there are two toilets on the East and west sides, one male and one female. After reconstruction, one of the West or east side is two girls' toilets, and the other side is a men's toilet and a women's toilet. The proportion of toilets for men and women is nearly 1:3. Comparing the ratio of men to women of 3:7, it can be found that the per capita proportion of boys is relatively lower than that of girls. Of course, the actual situation is much more complicated than the "digital game" I share now. As a girl, I don't care or deliberately think that I don't have enough "toilet rights", but when I urgently need to solve my personal physiological needs, I once found the benefits of being a girl. It was a Saturday morning. My boyfriend (one of my friends who is a boy) and I agreed to study together in the classroom of the teaching building. But he didn't come to the appointment after I had studied for two hours. It was not until I sent him a message to wake him up that he arrived panting in 10 minutes. His wheezing and the sound of placing objects broke the silence of the study room. He blushed embarrassedly, trying to reduce the noise caused by his sudden intrusion, and whispered his excuse to me. Although he said that he had forgotten which classroom we agreed to be in and was late, I still clearly saw his dark circles under his eyes and his messy hair and clothes - he should have stayed up late last night and just woke up when I called him. Then he put on his clothes with his belongings and rushed here from the boys' apartment. “I'm really sorry.” “It's OK, after all, your apartment is still far from here. It is always a difficult problem for college students to get up early on weekends.” Really, the boys' apartment is far away from the school. There is a road and a subway between the two. There are not many people in the whole classroom, and there are fewer boys. To be exact, there are only oneortwo. There are not many people in the whole classroom, and there are fewer boys. To be exact, there are only oneortwo. Maybe our stereotype that "girls are more down-to-earth and diligent than boys" is right. Maybe it's just that this classroom is an “accident”. The tea cup on the table was steaming, and the whole classroom only had the sound of ballpoint pens sliding, books turning pages and tapping the computer keyboard. Soon, the boy sitting next to me had a new problem. He crossed his legs as if shaking them anxiously. He kept looking out of the door absently. I don't care about his behavior, but he really bothers me. "If you don't mind, please don't shake your legs." Although he will stop temporarily, it seems that he still has a big problem to be solved. With the empty coffee bottle, I can imagine what he has experienced since last night: in order to celebrate the weekend, he and his roommates spent almost a night with beer and games. Play hero league together, then drink a few cans of beer and go to sleep at some time in the morning. At more than 10 o'clock, he was awakened by the annoying sound of his mobile phone. When he saw my message, he realized, "Oh, shit. I screwed up." Only then did he realize how irresponsible his behavior was last night, as he was preparing to go out with a girl. Ignoring going to the bathroom and dealing with his hangover, he put on his clothes and rushed to the classroom. The coffee that served as breakfast and kept him awake obviously made his bladder worse. The solution to all this is actually very simple. He just needs to say, "Oh, I can't hold it anymore. I have to go to the bathroom." But it is almost impossible for us to talk about peeing in front of the opposite sex. Especially when you are almost the only male here and you are surrounded by a person you know very well. He was wearing black sweatpants at the bottom. His legs were pinched tighter and tighter, but to no avail. Under the condition that he would not be seen under the table, he covered his left hand in his crotch from time to time, because this behavior is almost a sexual perversion in the eyes of the opposite sex. Of course, I saw the dramatic display of his left hand and legs. Just like the cartoon pictures of holding urine on the Internet, the hand seems to be grasping the penis through the middle of the two legs. This shape is very obvious on the sports pants. But the reality is never as simple as the description on the Internet. It seems that because of the different physiological deconstruction between men and women, it seems useless to grasp the "water pipe" in his lower body. It may be that all he can do is grasp the "water pipe" itself and cannot plug or press the "water pipe orifice". For example, when I am almost unable to hold my urine, I will subconsciously press my hands on my vagina to relieve the pain of holding my urine and prevent myself from leaking. But boys... They may be able to cover their lower bodies, but they may not have the same effect. Especially when he holds his urine to the extreme, he will have an erection. Although this can prevent them from urinating, it makes it more difficult to hold their urine. (What I said is only my own subjective understanding of the male urination system. Of course, it is not accurate.) Ah, that's disgusting. Just like why he was ashamed to express his needs, under our conservative stereotype, every girl would be disgusted with this behavior, and every boy would be ashamed to show his side in front of many girls. (except for very private moments) “The moment of excretion is the most vulnerable moment of a creature.” What I have described above only happened in 30 minutes. As a boy, he is naturally more suitable to express his needs directly than a girl who needs to maintain his dignified image. (stereotype) A small piece of his pants became darker because of urine leakage. It seemed that he had made a wrong decision: wet the front of his crotch with his "water pipe" facing up rather than down. In this way, he was simply telling everyone directly that I wet my pants. "I... I'll go to the toilet." He did realize that the problem was big enough. Quickly open the door and walk out of the classroom. Of course, he won't cover his crotch with his hand as he walks. It's like declaring "I'm a pervert and I'm about to leak.". What I have seen in animation will never happen to me. I settled down to study. It was not long before I realized that he had been out for nearly 30 minutes. Didn't he just pee? I closed my book and stretched out for a long breath. I also need a little rest. The classroom is on the east side of the teaching building. There are two girls' toilets at the door. I think I know why he left for so long, but not 30 minutes? When I entered the toilet, I heard two girls passing by the door discussing: "I just saw a boy go to the women's toilet by mistake, and then saw a girl and ran out." "Oh, they always make mistakes. Don't boys read the sign when they go to the bathroom?" Please forgive me for laughing. I imagined the story he had just experienced: He was too anxious to see that this side of the toilet was for girls, and then he thought that the other side of the toilet was for boys. When he stepped in with one foot and bumped into a girl who was preparing to come out, he suddenly realized his mistake and blushed. "I'm sorry, I read the sign wrong." I'm sure the girl was shocked, too. In recent years, many news reports have pointed out the bad behavior of some college boys: secretly taking pictures of girls' toilets, secretly taking pictures of girls' bathhouses, and drugging girls. It is almost 100% unforgivable for boys to break into girls' toilets, because girls are afraid and suspect that they will be secretly photographed by the mini cameras that boys set in advance. In our forum, there was a boy who was afraid of being mistaken for a voyeur because he entered the wrong toilet (but he didn't solve it inside, he just went to the door), so he quickly made a speech on the forum and said that he just went wrong accidentally, and was definitely not a voyeur who reported on the news. This fear is also reasonable, because if he is reported, he is likely to be asked to drop out of school. Of the four toilet cubicles, I always habitually choose the middle two. I squatted down and took off my underpants to enjoy the short break. When I got back to my seat after going to the bathroom, he had already come back. He tried his best to hide his embarrassment - he didn't solve it successfully. He was just looking for the toilet for more than 30 minutes. But apparently he found the wrong place. The entire east side from the first floor to the fifth floor is a completely female toilet. He only looked for it on each floor instead of looking to the west, which would give him the illusion of despair: there is no men's toilet here. What should the boys do! Or is it because the men's toilet is being cleaned and can't be used, or is there too many people in line? "So, shall we go out first?" He was trying to find other excuses to find the men's room without leaving me alone. Of course, he won't say that he didn't find the toilet and make everyone feel that he is not even as good as a kindergarten child. I have to admit that if I were him, I would probably do the same thing. "Of course, why not?" I need to help him without being aware of it. When he walked with me, the situation became worse. He almost twisted his legs and walked forward, slower than me. His hands moved about uncomfortably. Although I'm not him, I can imagine the difficulty of holding his urine until now: he needs to try his best to find a men's room to quickly solve the problem, he also needs to stretch his bladder with mental strength so that he won't explode, and he also needs to appear normal in front of the girls. This is almost a kind of spiritual "lingchi". I still couldn't help asking him, "what's up?" He seemed to muster up a lot of courage before saying, "do you know where there is a toilet?" Just as a friend of the opposite sex, his problems are good for him. But how embarrassed he would be if he were dating. "Why not go back to the teaching building and go to the bathroom?" "... well... Isn't there only a ladies' room?" He did go in the wrong direction, but now it seems inappropriate for me to remind him again. "There should be a public toilet in the supermarket over there, but..." He didn't even listen to me and hurried to the supermarket. When he got there, he realized what I hadn't finished: it was a simple public toilet with only one seat, and there were about 10 girls in line in front of him. I don't know whether this is a global problem or a regional problem. Many female sex groups don't have enough toilets for them to use. This problem has been improved a lot in the modern feminist movement. For example, when necessary, girls can temporarily "occupy" the men's toilet to alleviate the problem. For example, a girl can keep her boyfriend away from other men at the door so that she can have a place to pee. But until now, these problems still exist: as I described earlier. The girls in line do not appear to be in urgent need of urination. Irrational people will deliberately show their embarrassment unless you are a lover in this field. The girls just looked at their cell phones and stood silently in the queue. His entry was clearly out of place. And... He can't stand it for so long. He completely lost the image he had maintained in front of me. His legs were twisted together and he half bent down to make his penis shape less prominent in front of the public. "Is there any other toilet here? Men's room? I can't hold it." The tone of shyness completely changed to that of anxiety. From last night to now, boys seem to be able to hold on longer, but that doesn't mean they don't need to urinate. There are three choices in front of him: I know that there is a hidden forest in the school, and he can go there to solve it, or I know a deserted area with a small number of people, or he can directly ask these girls to let him use the toilet first. The last one seemed impossible, because a girl who needed to urinate begged him and successfully stood in front of him. It would be impolite to ask for his position again now. Because peeing in the woods is also considered as peeing in public. Once found, it will be like deliberately breaking into the women's toilet. He finally chose to go to the abandoned area to find the toilet, which is not far away. But when he really felt there, he was completely desperate: the little man sign in the men's room had long been changed to the women's room. There are only two women's toilets and no men's toilets. I went to the other side to pee. Of course, I can go to this side as well. The door opened eagerly, then it seemed that he lost his voice, and finally the continuous sound of running water hit the tiles and the pool. Until I came out, the sound of running water on the other side was still on and off. He came out slowly after two minutes and sighed. "So did you make it?" "Sort of." "Then I also need..." of course, I lied, not only to show that his urination was not embarrassing, but also to verify what just happened. His wet underwear in the garbage can, the small pool on the ground and the wall... He just rushed into the toilet compartment and took off his pants in a hurry, but he didn't have time to take off his underwear. But the inner relaxation made the "water valve" of his lower body completely open. The urine hits the underpants. He tried to take off his pants, but his underwear was completely wet. He tried to ignore what had happened, but the movement of his lower body was too obvious without his underwear. After that, I suddenly realized that although I was a lesbian, I also had some interest in the face of boys holding their urine and urinating. Maybe I will have a chance to see more stories like today, in an environment like our school. ----------------------------------------------------------------- So this is just one of the many stories I want to tell. If you really like it and want to hear more stories, please leave a message below. I will decide whether to update new stories, boys or girls, according to everyone's response and my own time.
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    I aimed at a cute, a beautiful girl and I mixed her a powerful diuretic. The urge to urinate suddenly attacked her in the casual daily life at school or at work. She rushed into the toilet in a hurry and released a large amount of urine! Then she returned to class or work and took a breath of relief. The girl who had entered an occupied toilet with a person in it starts to panic and would urinate in a place that can not be thought of in common sense. A school girl who urinates in a trash box when the interviewer leaves the seat during a part-time job interview, a neat female college student who leaks while receiving a massage, sales OL who fills the car with a smell of her urine during the ride ect. Please enjoy the explosive urination of the girls!
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  11. View File EE-508 Schoolgirls and Office Lady drink diuretic and pee in various place I aimed at a cute, a beautiful girl and I mixed her a powerful diuretic. The urge to urinate suddenly attacked her in the casual daily life at school or at work. She rushed into the toilet in a hurry and released a large amount of urine! Then she returned to class or work and took a breath of relief. The girl who had entered an occupied toilet with a person in it starts to panic and would urinate in a place that can not be thought of in common sense. A school girl who urinates in a trash box when the interviewer leaves the seat during a part-time job interview, a neat female college student who leaks while receiving a massage, sales OL who fills the car with a smell of her urine during the ride ect. Please enjoy the explosive urination of the girls! Submitter bot23243423 Submitted 06/27/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  12. I was little bit desperate and boring. So i decided to have some naughty fun. I soaked myself many times during this day and they are so smelly and wet. I hope everybody is going well and i wish to everyone happy peekend
  13. It was late at night, and Phoebe was laying in her bed on her phone. She realized she was kicking her legs in response to a bodily sensation, an urgent signal from her body. She was really tired, though, and she eventually just fell asleep. She woke up to the bustle of her roommates, talking in the kitchen and taking turns in the bathroom right by Phoebe's open door. The first thing she noticed was her really full bladder. She usually had to go pretty badly in the mornings, but having retained her urine since last night, it was signifigantly more uncomfortable than usual. She rolled out of bed and hurried to the bathroom, where her roommate was pissing with the door open. Her other roommate Ariel was bobbing up and down, waiting for Sam to get up. "Come on, come on, come on!" Ariel muttered as Sam's liquid waste pattered into the bowl. Phoebe groaned, desperate pulsing emanating from her urine-filled organ. She pressed her legs together and danced as she picked up her toothbrush and put toothpaste on it. Then she stuck her hand between her thighs, pinching her crotch as she brushed her teeth. She had to pee really badly. As soon as Ariel sat down on the toilet, she was pissing hard and loud. The sound was torture for Phoebe, who stuck her butt out as she started stepping around, a wave of urgency threatening to push a leak out. The stream went on for an eternity. Phoebe was spitting and rinsing when it finally ended, practically leaping around trying to hold it all in. She went up to Ariel, effectively calling dibs on next. Holding herself and marching in place, she said "please go fast! I'm about to piss my pants!" "I, uh... I might be here a while," she replied, continuing to sit there after her leak had ended. "Can't you let me go first? I just have to pee!" Ariel clutched her bottom. "I gotta go super bad, I just need some privacy!" "Ughhh!" Phoebe groaned and walked out. "Could you shut the door please!" Ariel called behind her. As it closed, Phoebe almost walked right into her roommate Ira. "Who's in the bathroom?" she asked frantically, holding herself and hopping from foot to foot. "Ariel's pooping. She barely even started yet," Phoebe replied, doing a little dance and tapping herself between the legs, trying to downplay just how urgently she needed to urinate. "Ohh my fucking.... I've never needed to pee worse than right now, I'm so serious..." "You always say that!" "I mean it! Look at this shit!" Ira pulled her shirt up and her leggings down to show off the bump jutting out of her belly. Even with her squirming her hips and stepping around, Phoebe could clearly see her bulging bladder. "Mmmmm!" Ira moaned, doubling over. "I really have to go to the bathroom..." Unable to maintain the somewhat casual demeaner, Phoebe started squeezing and unsqueezing her vagina, stepping side to side. "I still have next, though," she said. "What? No, I can't wait that long! I need to go first!" "That's not fair, I got here first!" "Ughhh!" Ira groaned, rubbing her crotch and marching in place. "Why did I move into an apartment with only one bathroom?" "I'm asking myself the same thing," Phoebe muttered. "It wouldn't be so bad if there weren't so many of us..." "Ohhh..." she groaned. "I can't do this!" she exclaimed suddenly, bolting to her room. Upon entering, a dark patch was visible suddenly blooming between her legs right below her butt before she slammed the door behind her. Phoebe was shocked. Despite feeling like it was about to leak out at any moment, she went up to the door, hand between her tightly pressed thighs, and knocked. "Ira? You okay?" she called. "Fine!" she returned, audibly anxious. Does Phoebe... A - Enter the room B - Keep waiting for the toilet C - Find somewhere else to pee
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    only 2 more

    Just two more people to go, Still two more people to go, is the glass half empty or half full? Seems plenty full to me
  15. Not going to the bathroom before shadow clone training is a mistake all too common with rookies. At least no one will be able to tell if the real one wet herself or not...
  16. Hi there! I once again took some time to write and draw a new story for you all. The artstyle is a bit different from my previous stories because I wanted to try something new. I'm not particularly happy with how it looks, so if any of you have tips on how I could improve the art I'd apreciate it a lot. For now enjoy the first part of the story and let me know what you think ------- “Bye Mommy!”, chanted Ian (7) and Olive (4) as their mother, Elisabeth, or Liza as everyone called her, left the house dressed in a fancy red dress to spend the night out with friends. Liza blew them a goodbye kiss and wished Sandy, the children’s babysitter good luck for the night. “Don’t be afraid to call me if there’s a problem, ok?”, she told the the young woman. Sandy nodded and with a smile the mother left the house. Sandy was a little nervous since it was only the second time watching over Ian and Olive. She still needed time to get to know the kids, and vice versa. There was some awkward interactions at first between the three but as soon as the kids began to feel a little more comfortable around Sandy things started to get easier. Olive and Ian were definetly more open and talkative than a month before, when they first glanced at Sandy’s bright blue eyes. She was a sweet girl, diligent, always praised for her kindness by the children’s parents and much loved by the children themselves. Babysitting was something Sandy picked up during the summer holidays after her second year of high school, from which she finally graduated four months ago. Now her plan was to keep doing this as a part time job for as long as she figured out what to do with her future. “I’d like to become a journalist”, she told Ian while they were at the table drinking a glass of milk together. Of course she then had to explain them what journalists were and what they were doing. No sign of enthusiasm was to be found in the children’s faces during her description. Ian and Olive were still in the “I’d like to become a pilot when I grow up”-phase. Right before the clock struck 8pm the fun moved from the table to the floor. Sandy promised the siblings to play games with them so that she could keep another promise she made to Liza which was to not make them watch TV at night. So there they were, sitting on the big white living room carpet playing with legos. They had a huge plastic box filled with various bricks and pieces of any shape and size. Inside of it Ian carefully took out something that looked like a work in progress. “What is this going to be?”, asked Sandy always curious. “It’s a truck. I’ve been building it for four days now and I want to finish it soon!” The babysitter could tell how passionate the boy was about his up and coming creation, he immediately continued building the toy vehicle as if he already had the finished piece in his head. Olive on the other hand had no ongoing projects up her sleeve, she just looked at Sandy and asked: “Would you help me build a church?” “Of course!”, Sandy replied and both started working. The girls however didn’t come far as production had to stop because Olive needed to go to the toilet. “I could need bathroom break aswell”, Sandy thought, but there was no hurry. She would go as soon as her and Olive’s little architectural masterpiece would reach its completion. In the meantime her eyes glanced over Ian piecing his construction together with care. “This looks very nice!”, she said. The boy smiled. “Sandyyy!”, Olive’s voice entered the living room from the outside “can you come help me botton up my pants?” Sandy stood up and went to check on the girl. The bathroom was one of those fancy ones, nice and big, bright and clean. Peeing there was more of an experience rather than just as simple in and out trip, and speaking of which, since Sandy now found herself there she had the chance to use the bowl and quickly get rid of the rising bladder pressure that was pressing against her belly. Olive however seemed to have other plans. As the buttoning up job was done she grabbed the young woman by the hand and dragged her back into the living room. Not giving Sandy any time to truly consider emptying her bladder first. “Alright, later then”, she sighed silently. By now the floor had transformed into a minefield of lego bricks. Carefully the girls tried to avoid each of them, but as it often happens, a swift moment of brief distraction caused Sandy’s foot to step on one of the pieces, a rather pointy one aswell. “Ouch!”, she yelled. Surprised by this unpleasant sting she lifted her foot but lost balance while doing so. Sandy’s weight pulled her backwards and during her attempt to regain stability she unavoidedly tripped over Ian’s precious almost-truck and pretty much destroyed it completely. The boy let out a cry of despair! “Oh no, Ian, I’m so sorry!” The embarassment of her clumsy action made Sandy’s cheeks turn red and in shock she looked at the destruction she had just created. “Why don’t you look where you’re going?!” Ian was getting angrier and tears of disappointment were begining to make his eyes sparkle under the warm ceiling lights. “I’m sorry, Ian. I slipped!” “I hate you!” In rage the boy stormed out of the room and proceeded to go lock himself into the bathroom. Sandy ran after him and tried to calm him down while talking to the boy through the closed door. “Ian, please come out. I’l help you build a new one - an even better one!” “I don’t want you to help me!”, he whined. “Can you at least come out and then we talk about it?” “NO!” He was furious, therefore Sandy decided to leave him alone for now to calm his mood. Plagued by feelings of guilt she let herself fall onto the sofa and waited. “He does this all the time”, said Olive “When he’s angry he locks himself in the bathroom and doesn’t come out.” “How long does he stay there?” “Sometimes very long, when he’s very angry!” Sandy sighed and just like that she began to regret not using the toilet when there was still a chance to. “This is going to be fun”, the babysitter thought sarcastically as her growing need was slowly becoming uncomfortable. “Do you want to continue building the church?”, Olive asked politely. Sandy nodded and sat back down on the floor. Both girls quickly dove into their work and forgot about time and eventually about Ian aswell. As the little lego structure with it’s walls and towers was done it was time for Sandy and Olive to snap back into reality. Almost an hour had passed since the unfortunate accident and Ian didn’t show any signs of wanting to get out, in fact he didn’t show any signs at all. Sandy stood up to go talk to him once more … and to be sure he was still alive. Standing on both legs again made the weight of her bladder suddenly fall on her crotch. “Oh my…”, she complained. Olive heard this and curiously asked: “What?” Sandy answered: “Nothing, just my knees - they hurt a little.” At the end of this sentence she walked over to the bathroom and knocked at the door: “Ian?” “Go away!" The boy was still upset. “Don’t you want to at least come out? We could watch TV.” She was trying her best to convince him out of the room as quickly as possible but the child was stubborn. On the other side of the door Sandy began to press her thighs together. Pretending everything was fine she went back to Olive who now seemed to be bored with the legos. “Come on, Olive, let’s clean this mess up.” The girl obeyed and both began to put the bricks back into the box. The constant movement wasn’t helping Sandy’s pee problem. She caught herself wiggling her butt back and forth multiple times but as long as Olive didn’t notice it was all good. She was to embarassed to confess her problem to either of the siblings. After all was nice and clean Sandy tried once again to bring the boy out of the bathroom but as expected the door remained locked. Frustration was taking over the babysitter’s mood making her pick up the phone to call Liza. “Are you calling mom?” Olive asked curious. Sandy nodded as a malicious smile appeared on the little girl’s face, always a nice feeling knowing your sibling’s about to get in trouble. The phonecall took place in the kitchen. Sandy was standing with her torso leaned over the table supported by both elbows. Her legs were crossed while Olive, who sat across from her, was patiently waiting for her mother to pick up the phone - and she did. “Hi Liza, sorry to bother you!” “No worries, Sandy. Is everything ok?” Sandy began to explain the situation, feeling ashamed of her actions. Liza however took it well and just said: “It’s OK, dear, don’t dwell on it to much, it happens. And also don’t worry about Ian. He does this once or twice a month, he will come out eventually. Just relax and be patient.” “Oh … ok, I - I will be patient then”, the babysitter replied followed by a nervous giggle. “You don’t need to use the bathroom do you?”, Liza suddenly asked. Scared by this question, Sandy immediately denied it as her bladder muscles were pressing harder. “Not even, Olive?” The girl who heard her mom’s voice mumbling over the phone shook her head and Sandy verbally repeated the answer to Liza. “Well, then there’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be home around 11, I’ll see you there!” The phonecall came to an end shortly after without recieving a solution Sandy was desperately hoping for. To be continued ...
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  18. My biggest kink is holding my bladder, and being made to hold it. I’m very submissive. But since I don’t live in my own place I need to know how t not make it noticeable
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    pee holding GIF 4

    From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]

    Hurry up in there, it's going to leak!
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    pee holding GIF 2

    From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]

    Inching towards the toilet to make sure not to leak anything
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    pee holding GIF 1

    From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]

    Class is almost over, just a little more
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