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  1. Canticle Natura

    NoMaKo: An Omorashi Tale

    Version 0.6

    2,738 downloads

    Disclaimer: I am not the developer of this game, only uploading it here on his behalf. You can get in contact him through the Twitter links posted in this description. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- More information and updates on the game can be found on the developer's Twitter: https://twitter.com/nomakogame or their (now defunct) tumblr: https://nomakodev.tumblr.com/ (Paraphrased) From the developer "NoMaKo is an omorashi RPG. If the term “omorashi” is alien to you, then this probably isn’t your type of game! It’s usual turn based RPG action with adventures to be had, dungeons to be travelled through, and many puzzles to solve. All while drinking to recover HP and MP and having to deal with the bladder need of the characters who are animated with progressively more desperate squirming. If this need isn’t handled, well… laundry can be done at any inn! Design is intended to not be frustrating: running is always successful, no missing, KO’d party members still receive EXP, etc! A unique feature compared to other RPGs of this type is the ability for characters to learn to push themselves further with holding. After an accident or using the toilet when beyond their limit, the character’s holding ability will permanently grow slightly! This can be seen on their status page. This demo’s playtime is estimated to be around 4-6 hours. It’s not encrypted, so if you have RPG Maker VX Ace, you may totally open the project and snoop about. I want to see more omo games, so I hope to show off how I did things so others may follow! Look through the common events and look in the scripts file and see the modification I did to the Actor script to add the omo system. Please enjoy and leave feedback if you wish! I hope you enjoy your adventure with Noelle, Maple, and Kora! Known Issues Windows 10 users, there is an issue with crashing. Among testers, consistently it was found that anyone who had the game crash occasionally at battle start up was running Windows 10. Don’t know why! So right click the game, set properties to Windows 7 compatibility and save often! Might help. FIXED IN 0.3.2. Also, sometimes desperation/wetting notices may be triggered just as you change screens, with the changing of screen interrupting it. A minor annoyance, but not really a big problem!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So in essence, NoMaKo is a newcomer to the Omorpg scene. I have played through it and, in my opinion, it is a fun, light-hearted adventure that is reminiscent of older JRPGs. Some of it's features include: -Unique battle sprites and animations for all three of the playable characters (including different desperation stages and wettings). -The ability to increase the size of each character's bladder by having them hold to their limits. -An interesting take on RPG gameplay as well as a plethora of puzzles. The RPG Maker VX Ace RTP is required to play the game. If you enjoyed it please give the creator a note, I'm sure they will appreciate it!

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    From the album: Wettings

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  5. Mad Bladder

    Monica’s Shame

    Chapter 1-Trying to get a wee before leaving Monica scrubbed her body as the boiling hot water poured all over her, flowing down in tiny rivers that splashed below and went down the drain. Her rock hard muscle, yet very thin tan body shined in this hot water which steamed up the whole bathroom. Monica whistled while she soaped up her broad shoulders. Lots of girls had hot bodies, but Monica made sure she had the one no boy would expect growing up. Having started lifting weights in high school, and having just graduated college and working as an engineer at a plant for construction projects, she now built a well-fit body that got a lot of guy’s attention at college. One guy while she waited in line for dinner at college her sophomore year grabbed her ass, and she flipped around, twisted his nipples and brought him to the ground. The whole cafe cheered that day and the douchebag was expelled, from that moment on men (and some women) loved this brown hair women’s muscular tan body. Not tall, average girl heigh. She rubbed the shampoo through her hair as her nipples flattened from the hot water, her awesome body in v-shape down as she bent over in that moment and scrubbed her crotch, getting a bit aroused while doing so. She finished and headed out the door, her roommate Emma bouncing in agony and rushed in. Monica hid her small laugh. “Oops” she said. She shared the house with a couple friends. Monica slipped into her tight black skirt that seemed to be a little too short for work which showed off her sexy hard calf’s and ass of steel. She put on a tight White top without sleeves just over the shoulders but boy did it show off those two breasts that were round and hard as bricks. She slipped her sock less feet into some black high heels. She brushed her dark brown hair so it went straight down just past the shoulders and was perfectly wavy. She drank the last bit of her morning coffee she left on her dresser before she showered, then went downstairs for a refill and drank that right down. “Ok, I should head out,” Monica said, seeing the clock. She lived in the city and had to take the train to work. She bagged the blueprints of the project they were working on at her plant, and felt a very small twitch in her abdomen. Well, that coffee traveled fast. She went upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door. Her roommate was still in there. “Emma, you almost done? I have to get going and I want to use the bathroom one more time before I leave.” “I have to get ready too ya know!” Emma yelled. She worked in the mayors office. Monica sighed. Her arms crossed across her chest trying to keep it together. “Ok, but it’s a bit of a ride to work, I just want to go one last time. I think I drank down my coffee too fast.” She bit her bottom lip and raised an eyebrow in wonder if she will get in or not? “Is it an emergency?” Emma asked without concern in her voice. Monica rolled her eyes. The fuck was this chick’s problem!? “No, but come on, let me in. I barely feel it but I just want to let it out now.” “Door is open,” Emma said. Monica opened the door, and there was sexy Emma in a pile of soapy bubbles that leaked over the edge of the tub. Monica put her hands on her hips and started to tap her foot in annoyance. When was Emma gonna get out of the tub. Seeing the toilet right there caused a slight jolt in her bladder. “Well, you gonna go or not?” “Not with you in the bathroom with me!” “Pff. Come on girls don’t have shy bladders, it in our nature. Now get going.” Monica could squash that myth in a heartbeat. She was a tough chick, but after twenty-three years on this earth, she fell weak when it was her bladder, peeing with someone on the other end of the door was hard enough, but in the same room!? Monica just shook her head and went downstairs and out the door. “I’ll just go at the train station,” she said to herself. She was almost done with her apple when she got there, her bladder having been humped around as she speed-walked there since she was running late after having to argue with Emma. The twitches made her lips curl to the side a couple times having felt slight discomfort against her abdomen. She grabbed her ticket after she paid at the machine, and saw sadly the women bathrooms were out of order. A long line of men and women waited outside the men’s room. She tossed her arms up. She sighed having become annoyed. She did all she could, hopped on her train, crossed her legs and wiggled the foot that went over the other leg as the train made its destination to the other end of the city where Monica worked. She got off and ate the rest of her apple as she entered the ladies bathroom. The pressure now stayed there in her abdomen. Nothing extreme, but it was like a hot bubble was growing and pushing against her insides slightly without stopping. There was only a couple stalls in this bathroom, and one was occupied as Monica noticed the other women’s feet. Monica went into the stall but her phone started buzzing. A text message from her boss Alicia. It read: CODE RED! NEED ALL SUPERVISIORS ON THE PROJECT IN ENTRANCR HALL IN NEXT TWO MINUTES! “Fuck!” Monica said as she looked at the time. She had to clock in five minutes or she’d be late. She looked down at the toilet, frowned, as there was her relief but there be no way to make it in time to the meeting if she peed. The urk of being a woman, you could not just wiggle it and be done. It was a process. She bounced a little, annoyed, and She bit the last part do her apple and tossed it in the toilet and hit the flush handle with her foot as she left without peeing. The flushing sound causing her to blink hard and raise one leg backwards trying to stay tight and keep it in. The remaining stub of the apple being flushed down the into the plumbing, the twitches in her bladder becoming more aggressive that one would start to try find a bathroom at this point. To be continued...
  6. I'm not sure if anyone made this topic but am I the only one who notices that the Anime/Cartoon Category for Video Downloads (& Links) are very minimum? Hear me out I know we have Manga, Doushinji, Real Life Wetting/Peeing Videos, and a few Animated stuff. I know for a fact that there are alot more out there because there were Anime Pee video series that USED to be on YouTube (parts 1 to ??? [who knows how many]). I know I may be asking alot & being kind of greedy (n' needy) but they don't have to come as a Huge Compilation in 1 Video at least have a file with different specific clips/scenes for us to find. Most of the animated stuff we have so far doesn't interest me in the slightest yet there is at least some I do find fun enough to watch. I apologize that I came off as Selfish, Greedy, & Needy. I know there are other people on the site who wants to watch more stuff like I do. I love watching Real Life Wetting/Peeing videos also but I also love watching Animated stuff as well. Animated Pee Clips Matter!
  7. I saw a similar thread, but it seems dead lol. So let's do this again. Where are you from? I'm a 20 year old guy from Puerto Rico, USA. I have never met anyone in PR that knows the term Omorashi or anyone that has a pee fetish
  8. So, I just started watching this super cool show, Twelve Forever. It's on Netflix and its main focus is this red-headed 12 year old girl named Reggie who never wants to grow up despite what everyone else is telling her. She has a magic key that basically allows her to travel to this magic place called Endless Island where she can be herself & never have to worry about growing up (she's known as Twelve in this world). And since it's a kids' show, you can pretty expect a LOT of toilet humor. Yet, the show fortunately doesn't rely on that. There are however a few pee jokes here and there (such as Reggie saying she peed in a fountain at the mall once or threatening with peeing on the floor in class if the teacher won't let her go to the bathroom),but overall nothing that interesting. Just the kind of humor you'll find in a kids' show. On the other end of the spectrum, the show also picks up a lot of more mature themes such as sexuality and puberty. But it's a given that they'll get away with a lot more, as it aired on Netflix (which has much less restrictions when it comes to their shows compared to Cartoon Network). However, what I was getting at was in fact the main antagonist of the show - the Butt Witch (which apparently isn't her real name, but only the childish nickname Reggie gave her out of spite). The Butt Witch is this highly - attractive curvaceous lady with a sultry deep male voice. She is meant to represent puberty. More exactly, the chanhes your body goes through during puberty. I was wondering, wouldn't it be great if we got some Butt Witch omorashi? Generally, she seems to be the type who puts a lot of focus on coming up with plans to kill Twelve and restore Endless Island back to its original format. So, I guess she might not pay attention to her bladder as much until the very last moment. She also seems like the type who would try to alway appear in control, always very mature, so if she is with Big Deal (her minion) out on a mission to destroy Twelve, I feel like she would try to not pay attention to her bursting bladder and focus on what she has to do instead. She might discretely cross her legs and & grab her crotch occasionally. Big Deal would probably ask if she's fine several times, at which BW would lie and tell him shortly "I've never been better". And if she ends up wetting herself, she would probably try to hide her blush & embarrasment , with Big Deal doing his best to make his mistress feel better. Something like "It's okay mam, it was just an accident. These things happen". Another think I noticed is a certain lack of bathrooms on Endless Island, but that's probably because Reggie (or Twelve, as she's known in this universe) woukd just pee anywhere. However, I think that Buttwitch is too classy to juts lower herself to do that,unless it was a dire emergency. Another thing to consider is that BW is also wearing that tight red catsuit which might be an absolute to struggle to get out of. So in an emergency, I don't think she would be able to make it until she takes the entire thing off. She probably needs help from Big Deal eveytime she needs to pee. I also watched the last episode in which BW gets shrunked by Twelve and her friends & locked her inside a cage. What if once she shrunken, her bladder shrank as well (but the liquid inside of it remain the same). She might so desperate but not one can help her get out of there. Ah, I just love Buttwitch. So many possibilities with this lovely character. What do you guys think?
  9. yeshhh

    female A bad day...

    Okay so back in middle and high school I used to be very known around for always wetting my pants and acting like a baby. I could spill out many stories but theres one that spikes me the most, the first time I ever had a accident in class. It was first period and I was just starting 7th grade, at this point I was still heavily in to AB/DL and only liked some omorashi nothing to out there (guess I still had some innocence). Well as it was I ended up having a homeroom teacher that completely hated my guts because of the previous year of not fully completing classwork and never doing any homework. I never really liked focusing or doing any work at school so I always had to occupy my mind with my surroundings in a sense. Which usually ment day dreaming till the bell rang, but seemingly it was one of those days where it was incredibly hard to focus on anything, including the sexual abyss of my mind. I drunk alot that morning at breakfast only cause the food they served was uber dry, but with that the need to pee started kicking in right at the beginning of class. At first it wasn't entirely all to bad, I barely aknowleged the need to pee so I didn't really ask to go to the bathroom. The teacher then got up, presented herself to the class, just in case there was people in there that didn't recognize her, and passed out to everyone their assigned Chromebook, due to all the work being transferred to computer. Afterwards she sat down at her desk and told the class that the work was on the cromebook. I opened my cromebook and almost instantly went to the browser instead of the classroom setting and searched up AB/DL fan fics. The same stuff I spent the whole previous year procrastinating upon. As the time past my need to pee grew, by the time my bladder was bursting it was 20 minutes before class and I was getting knee deep in a fan fiction and had no intentions on stopping even though I was bursting, I figured I could read it before it was to late to use the bathroom, but it ended up being longer than anticipated. With that I glanced up at the clock and realized I had 5 minutes before class ends. Already knowing the answer if I asked to use the restroom, due to the previous year, I realized she wouldn't let me go due to it being apperently a school rule not to let kids out 5 minutes before the bell rings. My stubbornness got the best of me though and I still gave an effort to ask, as I did it was an almost instantly no, and I'm not one to plead in front of a classroom. So I was forced to wait. Getting passed the 5 minutes felt like an eternity, within the first 2 minutes I was already leaking into my panties. I remember thinking about which panties I was wearing hoping there not one of my good ones, knowing after today there gonna have to be thrown out. (They were black laced btw for those who wanted to know ;) even though that didn't help anything) I felt the warmth grow more and more as I leaked, by then I was practically in tears and holding myself, rocking back and forth not caring about my surroundings. I felt my bladder about to give out as soon as the bell rang, but an instant adrinaline kicked in and I jetted out the door only to my horror to meet the one hallway in the entire school to be already crammed with students. (It was a private school and it was REALLY small, the whole school only had 12 rooms in all, and it was only one hallway). Since I jetted out the room, my klutzy self ended up running into one of the schools biggest bully. Almost instantly he pinned me against a wall and mocked me with the usual. The only reason he bullied me was because of me not finding interest in him and dating him like the rest of the girls in the school did, I was way more into girls than guys at the time hehe, but anyways he pinned me down and threatened me. As this quick swift happened, I felt my bladder instantaneously give out. In my own horror I blocked out my surroundings and felt as my heart sank feeling my crotch fill with wetness and warmth as my bladder forcefully releases. As soon as I snap back into realization, him and his friends notice due to my facial reaction and the obvious black streak getting bigger and going down the leg of my skinny jeans, as reflex due to just getting humiliated anger came in and it turned into instant reaction to start throwing punchies. I felt as my fist hit him multiple times, but at the same time without much thought I felt my stomach churning and my bowels start to release as well (ethier from fear of fighting or adrinaline, not entirely sure why it happened as it did) it angered me more as I was feeling as I was pooping my panties too. After he fell down I came to my senses, and this is when I actually honestly noticed I soiled myself as well. With that my face became ever redder than it was before. By now tears were flooding down my face and my first reaction was to run to the bathroom. As soon as I got to the bathroom I peeked in and it looked like nobody was in there, but as I actually entered I noticed someone crying in the corner of the stall. I slowly approached her and asked her what was wrong, after closing the bathroom door behind me. She didn't really reply she just continued crying, she didn't even look up. Upon staring at her I slowly came to realization on what happened, from what I could infer from her style of dress and her ponytails she seemed familiar like a big baby, her skirt was really short and (not all to proud to say this lol) but I could clearly see up her skirt by the way she was crying, that she was clearly wearing a diaper. So with that, I sit next to her and lay my head on her shoulder. At this point she looks over and asks me what I'm doing, and I tell her waiting here until the office freaks out and starts trying to find out where I'm at. She asked me how come and I calmly explain to here what happened, figuring she would be in the same boat. Afterwards since she seemed to calm down a tad, I asked her what had happened to her, and she said that one of the kids at the school saw that she was wearing a pull-up and told everyone she was wearing a diaper, and when no one believed him he lifted up the back of her skirt and showed everyone. So she just ran and cried in the bathroom. I almost instantly feel sympathetic kind of understanding the feeling, I hug her and pet her lightly and say...today's just been a bad day all around for everyone.
  10. NiagraFalls

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  11. This experience story covers my first time wetting myself clothed. This is also my first story ever, so forgive the run on sentences and such. I’m usually better with numbers than words. Enjoy. My Omo interests started when I was beginning high school. I was the nerdy skater that was into some interesting kinks but refused to tell anyone or talk about it with anyone. I would visit sites like WetSet back then, but always preferred a more amateur. After watching videos online I would wet myself in my bedroom at night and have everything cleaned up before my parents woke the next morning. This bedroom isolation fun went on for about 2 years, but then getting my drivers license changed everything. It provided freedom and privacy that I had not experienced before. It. Was. Awesome. Once I had my license I was able to go out into the public darkness of night and yet be outside but also being in the privacy of my car with dark tinted windows. At this time in my life I also bought and sold collectible action figures, so I routinely scoured the local Walmarts and up and down the coast on Friday and Saturday nights for newly shelved hard to find items. It was decided that one weekend that I would be driving about 2 hours away and then back late at night I was going to wet myself in my car while driving home. The timing would have allowed most of my pants to dry so no one at home should notice, plus getting home long after midnight, no one would be up at home anyways. (I lived one of those unsupervised childhoods, as long as I brought home honor roll my parents didn’t care how late I stayed out or where I went. They just figured if I brought home good grades, I must be doing something right in life, hahaha). On with the night... My collectible hunting nights typically consisted of visiting 5-6 Walmart stores. These were typically within a 90 minute radius of my home. Sadly, today I can now visit 5 Walmart’s within 30 minutes; they freaking took over man! I typically keep a water bottle with me to stay hydrated as one should, but this night I was going to drink 2-3 water bottles during the night; but of course pass up on all of the restrooms in each store. The night started off as usual (except I had a few extra towels and a large plastic trash bag in my car that I don’t usually carry). At the first store I wandered around the door department and scoped out all of the ‘new’ stock pallets they roll out after 10p for overnight stocking. This is the key time to go, when the pallets haven’t even been unloaded. Since I brought a water bottle inside since holding was the name of the game that night. I had finished my first bottle before I left my first stop of the night. While I was proud of this accomplishment, I realized the tortuous fun this will cause in the short future. I head off to my next store, aware that I could pee, but not so much that I needed to pee. The process repeats at the next two stores, each time consuming half a bottle of water and bypassing the toilets again. As I get to my fourth stop, I’m feeling pretty okay still, until I got out of the car and stood up. Then it hit me, my bladder shot from a 3/4 to a 6/7. I had to take a moment and compose myself next to my car before heading to the entrance doors, I didn’t want anyone to see me desperate or look suspicious. Back then, after midnight the stores are empty; but that also makes you easier to spot as one of the few shoppers, you wanted to remain discreet to not be noticed. I walk into the store and proceeded to the toy aisles and started wander back and forth as usual. After a few minutes I found myself wandering, but then realizing I wasn’t actually paying attention to the items. My mind was focused on the increasing pressure and attention being demanded by my bladder. Becoming aware of this, I proceeded to drink more water and go back to focusing on my task. After finding some items I had to now go check out, with a cashier! No self checkout back then. I’m desperate and dying, but also loving the pressure. So I go up, smile and make small talk with the cashier while slightly squirming, with a slight smile that probably said I was up to something. Grabbing my receipt I decide I was going to start heading home, but first to prep my car. I got out the large trash bag and wrapped my vinyl (LOL, the irony) seats. I then dropped several towels across the seat to catch between my legs but also any side wetness and to soak up puddling. Happy with my handy work I sat down, removed my wallet and belt and proceeded to head towards home. After probably less than 10 minutes I am now dying to pee. The pressure had mounted to a point of pee now, somewhere, cause it’s gonna happen. I continued down the road while simultaneously relaxing, and it happened. It actually happened. A little dribble at first and then followed by a steady stream. The dark patch on the front of my pants quickly grew and spread to the sides and slowly ran down the outside of my thighs as well. I loved it. I felt so safe and warm and relaxed with my self. I really enjoyed it. On the drive home I ended up peeing my pants several more times, so much for drying them out before getting home. When I arrived at home, the house was dark and everyone was clearly asleep; this was a good thing since my pants were very clearly soaked front to back to my knees. I quietly crept into the house, peeled off my wet cloths and hid them until the morning when I could run my own wash. The night was a first of many similar to this. This was the start to a new kink in my life, one I still enjoy to this day.
  12. PersonGuy

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    While they both have different takes on the situation, I'm sure they're both feeling really relieved right about now.
  13. ~Kitty Nikki~

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    H-hello..! I just did a hold over on the Discord server a-and... it ended rather soggily..! My smol bladder can only hold so much.. E-enjoy..! ^~^
  14. Jackson_notta

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    Hi this is my first story ive ever written so I dont know how it will be but this is a challenge I decided to do today . I decided to do a hold today during school and this is how it went. (btw i have block scheduling so i only have 4 classes) I didnt go to the bathroom at all the night before and on the bus ride i drank one bottle of water(16oz). On a scale of 1-10 I would say im about a 5 now. The bus ride was not the best actually, it was really bumpy and long. By the end of the bus ride i was at about a 6-7 and I didnt drink any more because i didnt want to have an accident in school (even though that would be the best). I went to first period and I tried to make it unoticable and i dont think anyone noticed, I had biology so we did a project. After that i went to second period which was lifting and it was by far the hardest, I felt the pressure on my bladder every time i went to pick up a weight or even do anything. I Somtimes had to give my bladder a couple seconds to rest before i could begin. Next up was flex (free period), which was surprisingly the easiest, little urges here and there but nothing too strong. After that was trigonomatry which was pretty boring so all i could think about was that fact i needed to pee. religion was next and was pretty bad by the time class ended It felt so good to go to the bathroom finally. Maybe next time I will try to be around an 8 and even hold it when i get home
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    Hi everyone I bring you a new video, hope you like it as much as me. This video its from a unknown hentai anime, I cut the sex scenes. DESCRIPTION: A girl is desperate to pee on the Street, her sadic boyfriend (I supouse he is her boyfriend) forces her to enter to the men toilet, she tries to looks like a man hopping nobody notice she is not, but inside of the bathroom there is a drunk man who doesn´t stop to try to iniciate a conversation with the dude next to him (he thinks she is a guy), she is so desperate and getting nervious because the man doesn´t stop watching her until she can´t hold it anymore, she was trying to pee like a man and that makes she start dripping in her jeans until she wets splashing and peeing all around the floor. CAUTION: This video contains some censored nudity (female and male) but I think its still inside of the rules parameter. Hope you enjoy it

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  19. Finally knocked my bucket list out in a hand tattoo!!!! Sooooo sexy to me. Was never gonna do it till I was secure in my life path. Now I am. It’s a commitment to move out west and make it to the legal cannabis industry. Have an interview in Humboldt county Cali waiting for me, so it’s between them, Colorado, and Oregon! Before harvest peak season is my timeline. Also finished my nerd love DBZ leg sleeve. Wanted to show of my ink and see if any of the omo community has cool ink to share too! All about the self expression
  20. Let me be front about this: this story is not meant to turn you on. There are characters who are desperate to pee. There might be some sexual stuff; I've not decided yet. There are some dragons, but only one of them is real. I want to say there is nothing truly scary, but that's not something you should put on a mirror, so I won't. If you want something hot, skip the story and make yourself a cup of coffee. Actually, make yourself a cup of coffee anyway. You'll need it. This is the story of five blobs. I don't mind if you give them shapes, but they're not actually shaped like anything. Their names are A, B, C, D, and E. They are white, red, green, blue, and black, respectively. They are, emphatically, not power rangers, though I don't mind you imagining them as power rangers if that helps you. I understand that five blobs moving through a shapeless void is somewhat abstract, and that five power rangers moving through a shapeless void is... Well, admittedly, it isn't that much better. Luckily, I'm not setting this story in a shapeless void. I'm setting this story in Skyrim, and just to be up front about it, my knowledge of Skyrim is limited to two songs: a shouty one and a melancholic one. And I have no idea why there would be blobs in Skyrim. I do know what they'd be doing, though, because everyone in Skyrim only ever does two things: shout and slay dragons. I just want to write a story about adventurous blobs in Skyrim. I'm not the right person to write this story, am I? Fine. I won't write it, then. You will. You're sitting in a coffee shop in downtown New York, pencil in hand, a notebook on your lap and a big cup of coffee on the table beside you. Don't drink it yet! Like I said, you'll need it. At the realisation that it'll be you, not me, writing the story, you drop the pencil, try to pick it up, drop the notebook in the process. It's very awkward, and you get thrown more than a few glances, but you do manage to catch one of them. Cute girl, sitting a few tables over, doodling something in a notebook. When you catch her gaze she immediately averts it, looks down at her notebook, flips a few pages, makes a point of looking at the girl at the counter and starts sketching her. If you'd kept looking at her you'd see that she looks back at you not a minute later, and flips back in her notebook to where she was before. You don't keep looking at her. You're listening to me. You're trying to wrap your mind around the blob thing. "Does it have to be blobs?" you ask, "Sentient blobs that... wait, do they? You know?" The girl is still looking at you, though her face has taken a step away from shy admiration and towards concern. It's strange how even so long after wireless headsets have been invented, they're not the first thing we think about when we hear someone talk to themselves in public. It's very unfortunate. To answer your question: yes, it has to be blobs. Five sentient blobs, called A, B, C, D, E. Shouting and slaying dragons. We've all got our dragons, and someone has got to slay them. To answer your other question: also yes, they do indeed have to pee. They've got a desperation-based magic system that ensures that the only way for them to slay a dragon is to reach a state in which they definitely won't get to a bathroom afterwards. "Nobody will read this!" you object, but you know that's not true. I'll read it. More importantly, you'll write it. I know, you came here to read a story, not to write one, and so it makes sense that you're focused on the reading bit. I came here for the writing bit, though, and the advantage of that is I get to choose what we do. Omorashi is a fetish that encourages us to think of the consequences of our actions: we drink, so that we may need to pee; we pee, so that we won't have to later. This is a good aspect of omorashi. Sometimes, though, you need to live in the moment. To give an example: if I shut up for a minute and let your thoughts run wild, what will those thoughts be? "Oh man, that girl is cute... And the way she's sipping from her coffee, damn. I can just see her filling up slowly, but she's so absorbed in her drawing, what if she doesn't notice that her bladder is filling up? There's too much furniture here for me to see her legs, but she's not sitting completely still—maybe down there she's squirming around, trying to hold it until she's done with her sketch, putting it off again and again as she notices something she could improve. She needs her hands to hold her notebook and her pen, but I think if it gets any worse, she might put her notebook down on the table just to be able to give her legs a squeeze. "What if I come up to her and start a conversation? She's looking my way once in a while, I don't think she'd mind. She's sitting there, doing the final touches, thinking about how in a minute she can finally go, and then I start talking to her and she's too shy to get up and go. If she so much as mentioned she wanted to go I'd tell her she definitely should, that I'd wait for her, but she looks so cute and shy, maybe she wouldn't think to. Especially not if I asked if I could sit next to her and she stuttered some form of agreement and then when I sat down she realised she'd have to ask me to get up to go..." Okay, okay, enough of that. It's not that your fantasy is inaccurate: you could catch her at a bad moment and get a nice little treat watching her squirm around. She'd be mortified and shy and probably come up with a reason to leave, though, so let's not do that. Besides, cute girl or not, you have a story to write. Come on, at least a paragraph! "A was in trouble. It was always the one that felt that it had to set an example, to drink the extra pint and to take the extra risk. They weren't even close to the dragon's layer yet, and if they didn't get there soon, A wouldn't be making it. At that point, it didn't matter if it peed its armour or in the nearest bushes. Letting loose meant the magic was gone. (Incidentally, this was a joke it liked to make when having sex on a full bladder.)" That's not bad at all! That was something you wrote down, by the way, not something you said out loud. Just clarifying in case you weren't sure. You know, the hardest part is to get started. Once you've written a paragraph, the second one comes easily. "B could tell their leader didn't have it easy. B was... special. It was the amount of pee in your bladder, not how much you felt it, that mattered for how powerful you were. B had a bladder that was one and a half times bigger than everyone else's. When the rest were approaching their limits, it still held on easily—though growing more powerful quickly as its kidneys went into overdrive and its bladder filled. For it, the danger was the opposite: fill too much, unleash too much power, and wipe out all of Skyrim with a careless spell. That was why despite being potentially the best holder, B was the one to most often wet itself during the battle itself. Not that it was counting or anything." "C was, though. C felt bad about being part of all this. It had grown up in a repressive home, never allowed to admit its urges, and it developed unusual ways to cope. Fetishes. It didn't feel good about it, but every time they went to fight a dragon and the others wet themselves... C always pretended to its partner, D, that it had been the adrenaline that got it so riled up, but it was mostly the way D behaved when it had to pee." See? You're getting into it, though I can feel your frustration. They're just blobs, you want to say, and it's only the girl who you're paying more and more attention to that keeps you from talking to me directly. I'm sure it's this, and not that coffee you had, that brings you to the bathroom. I'm sure you don't even really have to pee all that bad, it won't be a torrent or anyth— "Shut up," you say, "I can't go with you here. But, seriously. Does it have to be blobs? I'm getting the hang of it, I can make them interesting and hot and people will actually want to read this!" You're still focused on readers. I guess that's better than being focused on me being with you in there, since you were starting to squirm around a bit, unable to let go but also definitely in some trouble with the holding. That's quite the waterfall you've got going there, I have to say. "Shut up," you say again. So, I shut up. I don't tell you about how the girl got up and walked towards the bathroom as well, or about how she stopped and peeked at what you'd written. Nor do I describe in detail that would keep you in the bathroom for a few minutes longer her reaction: a blush, a few steps towards the loos, and then... a thoughtful glance back. She was standing right next to the door to the toilet, she couldn't be going anywhere else, and she was tapping her foot, biting her lip. And then she went back, looked at what you read again, and she went and ordered herself a big glass of ice tea. Of course, since I'm not saying anything you don't know any of this. You notice the ice tea when you get back, but you don't notice that her ears are still a bright red. You don't notice that she's got her legs crossed under the table. You don't notice the way she's looking at you. And all that is because you're distracted by me! After all, I do still need to answer your question. And the answer is... yes. No. Look, I told you, in the very beginning. You can give them shapes if you want to. All of your readers will give them different shapes. They're not people. They're not real. I'm not real. You've been sitting in a cafe all evening, drinking coffee—who even drinks so much coffee past sunset?—and listening to me, and I'm just a voice in your head. Not your thoughts, you heard those earlier. Not your conscience, either, I'm too cruel to you to be that. I'm a story you tried to read and found yourself writing. And that's fine. We all have voices in our heads, and they all say different things. "I get that, but, so... They can have, like... bodies?" you ask, "Like human bodies?" If you're wondering why the girl is still paying you so much attention—and to be clear, you're not, because you've not picked up she's into you—it's because you're intriguing her. She wants to know who you're talking to and why you wrote what you wrote, and she can't tell if you're into people having to pee or if you're working on some weird commission. It's both, by the way, but you know that. She wants to know it very badly, because if you're not into girls who are having trouble keeping their composure because they've just finished their tea and that was a mistake, she would really, really like to go now. If you are into that... she's got thoughts swirling around of you taking her into the men's bathroom and screwing her in a stall. She's more than a little ashamed of those thoughts, but she's got them anyway. Coming back to your point, though: yes, they can have human bodies. Give them names, for all you want. As soon as I say that, you start writing furiously. "Eve was the last in the procession. Her ornate dress would be impractical and cold under these circumstances, but Eve had a sphincter of steel, and that made all the difference. Not literally, of course, but while the others quickly filled and just as quickly emptied, she kept herself on edge for hours on end, making full use of the magic she could do in the meantime. She was floating in a thin ball of flame now, pleasantly warm while the others trudged through the snow on foot. If not for the countless times she'd saved the day, the rest would hate her: of all of them, she could hold it the longest after any fight, and sometimes she even made it to a proper outhouse. Considering her usefulness... No, they didn't hate her. But they'd all at least once fantasised about tying her up and making her wet herself. C—Clare fantasised about it every time she saw her." "Derrick was the first to lose it. It was always like that with him. He and Clare would drink together beforehand, and he'd try to match her pace, and it never went well. He just didn't have quite her bladder, and he was too proud to admit it was too late. One moment he'd be holding it—in both senses of the word, his hand in his underwear the last thing between him and an accident—and the next he'd be pissing his britches. A—Aslan? Allie? Archer! Archer would scold him, but somehow, it seemed to only happen more recently. Derrick would never admit it, but it was because he suspected Clare might like it." That's enough. No, you've not done anything wrong. On the contrary. I'm sure you can write a bunch more about the blobs fighting the dragon and how they all wet themselves and how Clare jumps Derrick and Eve jumps Archer (yes, they're dating), and how Bob is happy to just have saved the day yet again. You can probably even go back and notice that what you've written doesn't quite add up, that you need to edit it into something coherent. You can do that tomorrow. The girl is getting impatient, and I'm afraid that if I keep you any longer you'll miss out on her. Yes, her. Yes, I know you were just fantasising about her being desperate and you didn't mean it. I know you're not actually going to keep her from going to the bathroom! I know, I know, I know! I don't like the fantasy you had either, because you're now thinking of her as some treat providence sent you. Providence has nothing to do with it. She's been sketching you for the last three hours, and there's hearts next to half of those sketches. "Uhm, hi," you say. Yeah, I agree, it's awkward. There was absolutely no good reason for you to get up at exactly this moment and ask her. "Hi!" she responds, quickly closing her notebook and pressing it down into her lap. She'd been thinking about whether she wanted to sketch the bathroom scene she had in mind and she is now very happy she decided against it. She's less happy she ran with the crazy idea of holding it just because of some notes she saw on your page. "Hi, I'm..." you mumble your name, "I'm sorry, I just noticed..." Your fantasies about her bursting to pee have come true, but they're not going the way you pictured them. They're not going the way she pictured them, either. That's okay, though. You shouldn't feel bad that you don't know what to say, because the important part is that you do both want to talk. "I'm sorry!" she answers, standing up suddenly, "I'm really super sorry but let me just quickly... Sorry! Be right back!" You're left standing there, the mental image of her hand darting and giving her crotch a quick squeeze in your mind. She only takes two steps before she turns around, though. "Sorry, please don't go, I really do want to talk," she says. The hand between her legs is a permanent feature now. She can't stand still. You nod dumbly. What else can you do? It is the right thing to do, don't worry. Sometime tomorrow, or maybe even later tonight, she'll ask you whether you're into that kind of thing. You should get to know her first, and I'm honestly happy to see that when she gets back, you do. I'm not going to hang around to the end. Honestly, I should go back and think about how this evening became what it became—I'd had some very different things in mind for you today. Like I said, I don't want to turn you on. She does, though, and now that she's got all your attention I think I should be rounding this off. Before I go, though: she's a blob, too. Yes, she's a human girl, but that's all I ever said about her, and human girls come in many shapes and sizes. All the shape she has, she got from you. But like all blobs, she's a person, too. Please think of her as one.
  21. Aside from Hentai for being too over the top and having Anime with some omorashi scenes I don't think it's enough. There's an Ecchi Fan Service Anime called Bikini Warriors that was not based off from a manga and was created by FUNimation so here's my idea: What if there was a Fan Service Anime just with girls for guys and one with boys for girls that is a full-time Omorashi short series. Or better yet there is an actual Manga Inari! Aibration and can turn it into a Hentai because of it's Nudity and tons of peeing. I'm not sure at all though. What do you guys think? Should there be an Omorashi Fan Service Anime or an Hentai Omorashi Manga Adaptation?
  22. I dont drink often, but when I do... In this case, I am at an 8/10 for urge to pee, and I've already leaked a little in my pajama pants. Last night, I forgot I had to pee (I was too busy playing a game lol) and started peeing on my way to the toilet. I had to wash those pants . I'm 24 years old, I can't believe that even happened by accident. Now I'm sitting with my heel in my crotch and rocking back and forth to keep from peeing all over my pants and chair. I'll have to get to the toilet before going to sleep, but I can't guarantee I'll get to bed dry. So yeah I definitely started peeing on my way to the toilet again. I squirted a bit into my pants, and I'm feeling better. Its bed time, yall.
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    Ah, looks like she didn't make it in time. What a shame...
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    Nature will call whether you're ready or not...
  25. The Twelve Fanatics – Founding Day Hello everyone! With permission from Hikewe, I've decided to write a little story based in his The Twelve Fanatics universe. This game has been a particularly effective time sink for me, possibly the best since the likes of Wetters Taiken or Mojique. Ever since playing, I've felt compelled to contribute, and I decided to write this short fic as a tribute for a game that I hope to continue to be developed. Now, unlike the current mechanics of The Twelve Fanatics universe, I issue a fair warning that this story will include pee and poop desperation, and even some messing. I decided on this mainly because I really loved the idea, and from a debate in the comments thread for the game as to whether it should be included as a gameplay element. However, it is certainly not my intention to sway anyone's opinion on that, especially Hikewne's. I just like the idea of desperate anime girls and clenched butt cheeks. So without further ado, on with the story! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter I: The Trek to Arcadia Solveig Bladder – Empty Bowels – Needing 2 Lily Bladder – Needing Bowels – Needing 2 Hecate Bladder – Desperate Bowels – Desperate Aria Bladder – Needing 2 Bowels – Empty “C'mon Sol, just gimmie thirty seconds behind that bush over there, I'll be done before anyone knows!” The sun was just starting to set on the horizon on the evening of December 17th, 1964, a warm day for such a month, as Solveig Tveit, Liliana Seuhans-Gagliardi, Princess Hecate Melaina Kardia, and Aria were traveling back to the capital city of Arcadia after finishing up on an assignment. The day was particularly special for the region's history, for it would mark the founding of the city exactly 500 years ago, the city celebrating each Founding Day with a massive festival with food, drink, dancing, and song. With the city being the nearest stop from where they completed their assignment, they had all decided to visit and join in on the festivities, Solveig still remembering the first and only Founding Day she attended years ago at the Capital, the bright lights and fireworks burned into her memory. Though the city was just a couple brief miles north, they would be far more brief if it weren't for- “Seriously, this coffee is going right through me, I already have to piss like a racehorse!” “Look, we both agreed that wouldn't be fair to Hecate and Lily. I have to pee too, but Hecate and Lily aren't going to do it unless they're bursting, and we don't want to rub it in their faces. Unless you're literally about to have an accident, I think we can wait a few miles.” “I am about to have an accident!” “...no you're not.” “Hmph...so I gotta nurse a pita fruit under my waistband cause they're too pee shy? Great.” Solveig would have chastised Aria for her callousness, but she had her own issues to deal with. Solveig was only telling a partial truth to Aria, she didn't have to pee at all, and in fact she had emptied her bladder earlier this morning while Lily, Hecate and Aria slept. No, her desperation was an entirely different animal as she gently pressed a hand to her tummy, which rumbled back at her: she had to poo, urgently. Maybe it was the nervousness of the mission they had just accomplished, breaking up that guild of thieves terrorizing both the Northern and Southern castle towns. Maybe it was the rations that they had been eating. But Solveig hadn't emptied her bowels in a good three days or so, and only today were they reminding her of their fullness. And this, rather than simply her concern for Hecate and Lily's desperation, drove her willingness to finish her business in a restroom, rather than outdoors. She had done such things during training, but never in front of her new comrades and friends, and she didn't want to be the first girl in this party to cross that threshold. Or at least, she wasn't desperate enough to do so. As she continued to massage her protesting lower tummy, Solveig looked up at Hecate and Lily, who were about 40 yards ahead. Though she couldn't be sure, she had a hunch she wasn't the only one telling a fib about only needing to pee. Solveig's hunch was, in fact, correct. Though her bladder was slowly becoming a more pressing issue, Lily's bowels were what worried her, constantly making their fullness known. She let out a soft gasp as she felt them clench, wishing that by some sort of divine miracle a restroom would drop out of the sky right in front of them all, but choosing a prayer more realistic, Lily chose instead to relax a bit, hoping that there was still some gas she could let out. As she did, Lily sighed as a silent toot issued between her cheeks, giving her guts a brief reprieve. But she knew it wouldn't last forever. “H-how are you holding up, Hecate?” “Oh I'm just grand, I'm absolutely bloody peachy, Liliana!” Hecate snapped angrily. Lily shrunk back a few steps in surprise and even a bit of fear, before looking away without a response, not wanting to irritate her any further. But after ten or so seconds of awkward silence: “...I'm sorry Lily, I didn't mean to snap, it's just that...by the Gods I need a toilet...” Hecate's cheeks burned as she said this. Even now, with all the time she had spent with Sol, Aria, and Lily, she always felt a flash of embarrassment when she admitted such needs. And she wasn't even getting started at the dark secret of the extent of her needs. Underneath her long, black dress, her bladder bulged against the waistband of her panties, filled nearly to capacity as she snuck a grab to the front of her dress, trying to give her muscles any assistance she could to the rapidly climbing pressure. Meanwhile, her bowels were clenching and kneading almost rhythmically now, loaded down with what days ago were field rations. Deep in the crevice of her pale bottom, her pink pucker twitched and winked as she fought to contain herself, even as her insides continued to coax her with promises of sweet, wonderful relief if she'd just raise the portcullis on her back gate and just let it all out. Though as she clenched up and issued her body yet another denial, her tummy reacted with an angry gurgle, the weight of her rectum's contents dropping down on her clenched anus like a massive battering ram, jarring a squeak out of her and forcing her to stop. “Hecate, are you alri-” FlrrrRRPT A blessing and a curse, on one hand the explosion that rang out of Hecate's rear gave her immediate, yet fleeting relief, and did not foul her panties or leave them feeling heavier. Nor did her bladder, jarred by the surprise of her release, decide to leak any of her waters. However, if Solveig or Aria hadn't heard her, than Lily certainly had. Beet red, Hecate turned to Lily, who had stopped beside her, feeling her own face go pink in vicarious embarrassment as she realized that Hecate, Princess of Kardia, had just farted in her presence. And quite noisily at that. “F-f-forgive me Lily! I-I didn't mean, it's j-just that-!” “You...you too?” Hecate cut her apology short when she heard Lily's much less...involuntary confession. “I...I know I said earlier that I just needed to pee, but I need to do...that...even worse-” This admission by Lily cut through the overwhelming embarrassment Hecate was assaulted with, and rather than feeling like curling up into a ball and disappearing off the face of Gaia, Hecate felt a genuine gratefulness to the archer. +10 Bonus Bonding points were gained by Hecate and Lily “Please Lily, I beg of you, don't let the others know, I-I can't bear anyone else-” “Don't worry, I'm embarrassed too, I won't tell anyone.” Though her spirits were lifted, Hecate couldn't deny it now, at least to herself, she was desperate at both ends. At this point, she might have asked the others to stop so she could find a spot to pee, but she couldn't bear the thought of all of them knowing that a Princess of Kardia needed to make what felt like a dragon-sized pile of leavings behind her where she would squat. Their proximity to the Capital only strengthened her resolve to simply grin and bear it. As they paused and redoubled their “defenses”, waiting for Solveig and Aria to catch up, Lily pondered asking her again, as she did earlier, if she would like to find a spot off the side of the road where she could relieve herself. Perhaps a part of her felt like if Hecate agreed, she would find it easier to do the same herself. However, knowing Hecate's refusal to take such measures in all but the most drastic circumstances, and knowing she'd be all the more adamant considering this was the brand of desperation she suffered from, Lily decided against bringing up this suggestion again. Instead, she offered her reassurances to Hecate. “Don't worry Hecate, Arcadia isn't too far, we'll make it-” Though it wasn't the first time Lily said this today, for the first time, she wasn't too sure she believed her own words... --------------------------------------------- Chapter II : At the Gate Solveig Bladder – Empty Bowels – Desperate Lily Bladder – Needing 2 Bowels – Needing 2 Hecate Bladder – Leaking Bowels – Desperate Aria Bladder – Desperate Bowels – Empty One hour later... “Finally!” Aria and Solveig groaned in unison as they approached the gates of Arcadia. The sun had just finished setting, leaving a beautiful orange glow over the mountainside as the moon was growing more visible overhead. However, the scenery was the last thing on each girl's mind as they each fought their own individual battles. In the time it took them to reach Arcadia's gates, Solveig had grown quite desperate, her anus constantly winking back her load as she struggled against the tremendous weight bearing down on her ring, clenching her buns with each contraction of her bowels, coming one after another, and each stronger than the last. She was just glad that soon, a nice seat on a porcelain throne would be her reward. On the other end of the spectrum was Aria. She had long since crossed the threshold of where she would have ventured off into the brush to pop a squat, but only Solveig's insistence had kept her from going off and relieving herself unilaterally. As she squirmed, pretzeling her legs, she let out a low grumble of frustration at her predicament. Meanwhile, Lily's bladder had caught up with her need to poop, and even though her less animated nature hinted that her urgency was, overall, less than her friends, she still was relieved that they'd be reaching a restroom soon. By any visible measure, Hecate both looked, and was, the worst off of the four. Hunched over slightly, a hand between her legs and another over her constantly clenching bottom, she waddled precariously. Several times already, her load had attempted to force itself into her panties, her muscles weakening and her anus beginning to dilate very much against her will. Her iron resolve as Kardian royalty and her desire not to shame herself and her bloodline was the only reason she found the strength to force her backdoor shut. However, with each urgent contraction in her lower tummy that forced her to focus all of her concentration on not soiling her panties, her bladder would take the opportunity to force a dribble or leak out. Hecate shifted her thighs together, the gusset of her panties clinging wetly to her quivering lips as she felt a rivulet run down her inner legs. If she had simply had to pee, she would have run for the nearest tree or bush right now. But Gods...imagine if Sol, Aria, or Lily had decided to join her, and they saw her making her dung on the grass, it was unthinkable... As cold sweat beaded at her forehead, and another rivulet of her urine ran down her thigh, she was thankful for this long dress... As they approached the gates, deeper inside the castle walls, they saw fireworks shooting into the air, and hear music even through the thick walls and massive timber gates. “Looks like the celebration is already s-starting.” Lily said, her voice betraying her growing need. “Do you think the park restrooms will be packed?” Solveig felt her stomach drop, and not just from the weight in her bowels. Founding Day was one of the biggest festivities of the year for Arcadia, and the last thing she needed to deal with now was a queue at the closest restroom the could reach. “I hope so, b-but it should be fine! How bad could it possibly be?” Solveig truly hoped that her optimism was founded, as she approached the gate guards, flashing her badge. “Solveig, Kriemhild special task force, r-requesting permission to enter the Capital. And please hurry.” “Ah, you ladies looking to get in on the festivities too? You're in luck, thing are just ramping up in there! Just be sure to let the guys at the barracks know it's their turn to relieve us now.” Solveig shuddered and clenched her ass as the word “relieve”. She would have rather listened to any other word at the moment... As the gates slowly swung upon, the four girls were greeted by an absolute spectacle. It seemed every single person in Arcadia was out on the street. Concession stands were up and selling cakes and sweets, citizens were costumed and dancing merrily to the music that seemed to be pouring from the center of town, and every other person was drinking, laughing, and in good spirits. Even her memory of her last Founding Day didn't live up to the expectation of how massive this festival was. Pushing through the crowds, Solveig's initial hopes for easy relief grew dimmer and dimmer, but were utterly crushed, along with the rest of the girls, when they finally reached the edge of the park, the restrooms within sight. A massive queue seemed to pour out of the ladies room, and unlike the Gents, the queue seemed to stay stagnant as they approached. “How bad can it possibly be?” Aria hissed mockingly, before suddenly storming off. “Fuck this, I'm about to piss myself, I'll find somewhere else to go.” “Aria, wait!” Solveig called, but Aria soon disappeared into the crowd Aria has left the party. As Solveig turned back towards the others, Lily was still at her side, but Hecate was already halfway to the restroom queue, her awkward waddle betraying how badly she needed the toilet at the end of the line. “S-Sol, what do we do?” Lily asked worriedly as she squirmed on the spot, Solveig looking in the direction where Aria ran off to, and towards Hecate. “Aria should be fine, we should join Hecate. The Embassy restrooms will probably be even worse than this, the park restroom is our best chan-AH!” Solveig was cut off as the load she was holding descended, her pucker doming out as she fought off each wave of urgent, painful contractions. As she did though, her bowels nevertheless forced out a series of low, audible toots from her bottom as every last ounce of room in her rectum was forcibly appropriated for its more solid contents. As her face burned, she was about to offer an explanation to Lily, when she felt her hand taken by her and led to the restroom queue. “You're not the only one-” Lily stammered. “Lets just hurry!” Ten minutes have passed. As the trio waited in line, it indeed appeared that the queue was going nowhere fast, and they seemed to not be the only ones there who were desperate. In fact, when the line did inch forward, it wasn't because people were exiting the restroom. No, in fact the line only seemed to shorten when people simply left the line, without ever setting foot inside. Some did so out of frustration, grumbling about the state of Arcadia's public restrooms, but as Solveig watched, some left for much more dramatic reasons... ...like a young woman letting out a squeal of distress as she buried her hands under her skirt and ran off, her legs shimmering with her waters in the light of the moon, the fireworks, and the park's lamps... ...or a curvaceous mother in a skintight, body-hugging harlequin costume who was squirming frantically in line suddenly hunching over. Her hands on her plump belly, the seat of her brightly colored and patterned tights starting to tent out, before she too stepped out of line and beckoning her husband and two young children over. Solveig caught part of their under-breathed conversation as she waddled past, trying to act casually, but the children unable to help but giggle at their mother's curious and, in their eyes, humorous predicament: “Oh Gods, Halli I-I-I can't wait for this restroom, I'm s-starting to go in my panties-!” she whispered panickedly to her husband. “Ssh, just hang on and try and hold the rest Kara! The house isn't too far away, just act naturally! We'll be there soon!” “But I can't make it that f-far! N-nnh!” Solveig watched as the woman paused briefly, hunching over again, the tent in the rear of her tights suddenly ballooning and crackling out to a much larger bulge, her husband going wide-eyed and her children giggling harder. Clearly embarrassed, she waddled quickly towards the cobblestone roads with her husband and children in tow, the heavy bulge swaying between her shapely butt cheeks continuing to grow before they were out of sight. If she didn't want to end up like that woman, she had to do something. Taking a deep breath, fishing out her badge, and clenching up her bottom as tightly as she could, she turned to Lily. “Stay here with Hecate. I'm going to see what the holdup at the front of the line is.” “O-okay, just please, whatever you're going to do up there, just hurry!” Hecate just nodded, gritting her teeth as the urgency to empty her bladder and bowels came in incessant waves. This was it, if something wasn't done soon, her panties were going to be soaked and filled. One minute has passed As Solveig reached the front of the line, she flashed her badge again. “Alright, w-what seems to be the problem here, his line isn't moving at all!” Several women immediately, and pleadingly responded. “Two of the toilets are broken!” “The third one is being hogged!” “There's only one toilet for all of us!” After first calming down the women squirming for their turn, she turned towards the stalls. She would have given anything to just rush ahead and take one for herself, even the broken ones, but for now she could only control the situation and speed up the queue. Trying to use her authority to cut in line at this point could start a damned riot. Solveig stepped stiffly towards the stall containing the “toilet hog” and rapped sharply on the door. As rude as it was, Solveig had run out of patience. “J-just a minute! I'm a bit constipated!” a woman from inside called. “Listen here, there are dozens of women out here waiting patiently for their turn, many of them having accidents while waiting! By the authority of Kriemhild's security services, either you leave that restroom in sixty seconds, or I will personally kick that door down and drag you out!” Solveig regretted being so harsh, but her rant was greeted by cheers and whistles from the queued women inside the restroom. When the very embarrassed woman left the restroom, the queue's pace quickly doubled, but Solveig, wanting to minimize any more accidents, began working her way down the line, triaging the women she saw as she slowly made her way back towards Hecate and Lily. If she saw someone looking desperate, she'd move them further up the line, and if she saw someone starting to lose control, she'd whisk them to the very front. Meanwhile, Lily and Hecate watched as, for the first time, the queue began to move in earnest. Lily's heart leapt with hope, in the time they were in line her need to poo had increased dramatically, and she constantly had to squeeze and flex her bottom to keep her load inside. “H-Hecate! We're moving! We''ll be at the front in no time....Hecate?” Hecate did not respond, instead quivering where she stood as she brought both hands back to her butt cheeks, trying to squeeze them shut. Yet despite this, the powerful wave of pressure knotting her bowels was only weakening her grip, and horror of horrors, she felt her anus begin to fully dilate. Her face grew hot, sweat running down her brow as her load began to push past her defenseless cheeks. “Hecate, just a bit longer, the line is moving!” “Nnnn....nnngh...!” Instead of a sharp pain, or a dull, powerful contraction that would subside if she clenched hard enough, the urge that built up inside Hecate was one that built up to a tall plateau that didn't seem to taper off, an insurmountable wave that no longer accepted excuses or denials. No, it would keep building until it got a compromise. Despite Hecate's best efforts, it was simply too much for her as a foul spear poked out from exhausted, overworked anus. Groaning as she tried to fight it back, it only widened her further, stretching the Kardian Princess to her limit, before making landfall in the seat of her panties. Even then, her body continued to push rhythmically and involuntarily, inch by inch, feeling her underwear sag with the weight, before finally heaving the remainder of the log into them. Then, and only then did the urge finally grant her some mercy. Hecate stood there, panting, feeling the hot, hard pillar nestled against her rear. In the back of her mind, she knew, she felt, that there was much more inside her that needed out. But that was overshadowed by the mortifying realization: She, Princess Hecate Melaina Kardia, had pooped in her panties. Lily watched the whole thing. Though her black dress offered a great deal of concealment, from behind, Lily could see Hecate's dress bulge out slightly from the rear. “Hang on Hecate! I'll get Sol!” Lily darted towards the front of the line. Solveig was midway between the restroom and where she figured Lily and Hecate would be, whisking another grateful girl to the front of the line when she noticed that she was starting to wet her pants, when she saw Lily running towards her. “Sol! You gotta come quick, it's Hecate, she's-” Lily saw some of the other queued women looking in her direction, and she lowered her voice appropriately. “Sol, she's starting to have an accident!” “Oh no...” Lily and Solveig made their way back to Hecate, who was right where she was previously, but at this point on her last legs. Her face was a brilliant shade of magenta, and the combination of her embarrassment and the fullness of her bladder was causing her to leak in panicked little spurts into her underwear. Trying her best to balance holding in her water and her dung, and losing both battles. “C'mon Hecate, I'll take you to the front of the line, I ca-n-nnnngh!” Solveig's desperate need to poo, though temporarily preoccupied as she took control of the situation with the queue, suddenly made their presence known with a vengeance. The urge came on suddenly and strongly, catching her completely off guard. “S-Sol!” Lily gasped as she watched Solveig double over slightly, putting her hands on her lower tummy, a rumble coming from it loudly enough for all three girls to hear. In training, Solveig had heard all manner of vulgarisms from her fellow trainees. One in particular that she learned, when a trainee was caught short and needed to unburden their bowels, very accurately described the state that Solveig was in at the moment. Solveig was touching cotton. Badly. ----------------------------------------------------- Chapter III: Salvation Solveig Bladder – Empty Bowels – Leaking Lily Bladder – Needing 2 Bowels – Desperate Hecate Bladder – Leaking Bowels – Leaking Solveig remained rooted to the spot, her log halfway inside her, and the other half wedged between her cheeks and pressing against her panties. She dared not move. She dared not breathe. Gods, how did she get herself into this predicament...she could have just browbeaten Hecate and Lily to go in the bushes outside town earlier. Sure, she might have hurt their feelings, but at least they wouldn't be stranded in a glacially-moving queue, slowly soiling themselves as they fought the inevitable. Her mind raced, could she go to the front of the line now, and flash her badge to get herself a spot in the queue? No, the ladies she got to the front of the line would riot if she used her authority in such a way. She thought grimly that maybe she could get Lily and Hecate to the front, nobody knew they were members of the security forces as well. Meanwhile she would stay in line and...tried to prolong what at this point was most likely assured... They could all look for somewhere to go like Aria did, but with this crowd? There wasn't an alley or corner that didn't have another Arcadian citizen two feet away. As her log continued to push her panties away from her butt, Lily stood by helplessly, getting a feeling that at this rate, she would be next. However, when all seemed lost... “Hecate! Lily! Sol!” Aria came sprinting towards them across the grass, panting softly as she stopped, shifting and crossing her legs. “Come with me! I've found a place where the four of us can go!” “W-what do you mea-ahhnnn-!” another wave of urgent clenching took Solveig's breath away as she fought to stay in control. Aria saw the state of all the girls, but homed in on Hecate. Judging by her appearance, she didn't have to take too many guesses to know what was happening under her dress. “Hecate, I know somewhere you can go, but you have to trust me.” “B-b-buh-” Hecate was on the verge of tears now, her bowels deciding that a taste of relief was not enough, as her pucker began to widen again. Hecate looked up at Aria. She always knew her as headstrong, crass, and even downright insensitive, but she saw a look of earnestness and concern in the Observers' eyes, something that she rarely saw. Without much alternative, Hecate nodded, unable to say much else, as Aria took her hand and slowly escorted her out of the line. Aria has rejoined the party! Hecate Bladder – Leaking Bowels – Empty “Lily, can you take Sol?” “S-sure!” Lily responded, taking Solveig's hand. “Can you walk?” “If I do...I...I might-” Solveig stammered. “Well you will anyway if you wait here, so come on!” Lily responded, with a rare hint of command in her voice. Despite it all, Solveig felt a glimmer of hope at whatever Aria had planned, and biting the bullet, willed herself to move. Inevitably though, her bowels protested as she walked, a twitch of her pucker causing the log to break off and settle in the seat of her panties. She felt the weight dragging them down while she walked, as she struggled not to poo them any more. Reaching a hand behind her skirt and lifting it a bit, she grabbed the waistband of her underwear, hoping she could make it to wherever Aria was taking them without her panties ending up around her ankles. The crowds thinned out as they reached a lightly forested area in the park close by, where despite the crowds of people meandering not too far away, at least no one could see them. But when they turned the corner around a thick patch of some bushes and trees... Several other women were dropped down and squatting down, relieving themselves. This didn't seem to faze Aria, as she brought them closer. “Apparently a few people back at that queue decided this was a better spot, and honestly I gotta agree. Now c'mon, pop a squat before some creepers walk up on us!” Solveig, despite the prohibition on public urination or defecation inside the walls of Arcadia, was no longer in any position to argue. Nor could she judge any of the strangers before her, none of them looking like drunken revelers, rather just desperate women who'd needs become too great to wait anymore. She could hardly cite them, since in a moment she was going to join them... Walking stiffly towards a tree, where another woman was squatting, she hiked her skirt up, fumbling with the waistband of her panties before yanking them down, and dropping into a quick squat at last. “Ahhhnnnngods....!” An almost erotic groan of relief exited Solveig's lips as the remainder of her first log slid out to the grassy ground below, joining the other half that had rolled out of her panties as she squatted down, and she was soon joined by Lily, who after overcoming her initial hesitation, squatted down and herself let out a sigh of relief as she emptied her bladder and bowels next to Solveig. Solveig's leavings were soon joined by a second log, and she was halfway through pushing out a third when a voice next to her spoke up. “Oh dear, you too?” Solveig looked to her right and saw the squatting stranger nearby. It was the curvy harlequin mom from the queue earlier....Kara, she believe her name was, in the middle of finishing a poo that, from what Solveig could see, ended up mostly in her panties and tights before she could get them down. She was panting softly from either relief or exertion. And her face was pink and dewy, from either exertion, or more likely, the current state of her bottomwear. “Hnnh....d-don't be embarrassed sweetie, I started f-hnnkhh-filling my panties in that dreadful queue too, I couldn't even make it home! If it weren't' for this, I'd be in an even worse ssshnn-state than I am now-” “H-hah-t-thank you...” Solveig replied breathlessly. She didn't know what else to say, too lost in her relief, and pushing out the remainder of her poo, to contemplate much else. When she looked down, she noticed that, thankfully, her panties were still quite clean. A small skidmark here and there, but this would be bearable for now, and was certainly much better than Kara would have to deal with... “Are you here for the festival too? If you'd like, you can freshen up at my house. It's probably less crowded than the inns in town right now.” Solveig thought for a moment, she did like this idea. “...y-you know...sure, I...I can take you up on that! What do you think Lily?” “Mmmhhh...” Lily, on her left, was lost in her own relief, a significant pile behind her ass as a hissing stream issued between her thighs to the grass below. “Just...give her a moment.” Meanwhile, on the other side of the patch of bushes, Aria and Hecate were facing one another. Hecate's hands were planted firmly on the sides of her bottom, squeezing for dear life. If she let go, she was certain that the contents of her bowels would come spilling forth with hopeless abandon. “Alright, just lift up your dress and-” “A-Aria-!” “Seriously?! Look Hecate! I am literally b-bursting at the seams right now, and I still came back to you when I found this place! If you give me that r-royal froofy 'I'm too good for this' nonsense, I am seriously gonna-!” “A-Aria! H-help me lift up my d-d-dress! N-now! I-I-I can't-” Aria blinked for a few seconds as she processed the request. “...oh! Yeah sure!” Kneeling down, Aria began to lift Hecate's dress up to thigh level, her eyes widening when she saw the true extent of her desperation as rivulets of her waters raced down her thighs. The sight of this only made her own bladder contract sympathetically, and though she'd only lost a few leaks before now, the sight of Hecate starting to lose control like this was causing her to squirt in her pants. Despite this, she steeled herself to follow through. “O-okay, when I pull up your dress, you yank your panties down and s-s-squat. Ready?” Hecate nodded frantically, her whole body ready to give in to her urges with relief at hand. She was so close, but her bladder's frantic spurts began to merge into one long hiss, and another log began to push its way between her cheeks, threatening to overload her panties- “....NOW!” Aria yanked up Hecate's dress the remainder of the way, Hecate letting go of her bottom and grabbing her panties, yanking them down while quickly dropping into a squat. Nothing. No fine wine, no fine food, no fine men...no mortal pleasure on Gaia could match what Hecate felt at that moment, squatting down just as the floodgates opened and the avalanche began. A dull thud could be felt through the ground as the first log she lost in the queue hit the grass below, another log spilling forth atop it, followed almost immediately by a powerful, angry hiss of her water gushing between her legs. Aria, meanwhile, losing control of her own bladder, frantically undid her pants and dropped into a squat next to her, letting out a groaning sigh of relief as she did, her stream exceeding even Hecates. “AH-ah-ahhhnn....” Hecate moaned as her wastes continued to pour forth, no longer caring who saw, who judged, the relief taking her in blissful ecstacy. But, after what seemed line an eternity, the two finally finished, panting side by side as they remained squatted. Before them, their urine had flooded the grass with a shimmer that looked as though a heavy rain had passed recently. Behind Hecate, there was a pile that, as she saw her leavings and laughed at the absurdness, perhaps could have been mistaken for a dragon's! “Hahhhn...you...you came back for for us? E-even though y-you-” Hecate avoided the rudeness of gesturing or pointing, but she was referring to the sodden state of Aria's panties, not to mention the significant wet patch between the legs of her pants. She had not lied, she did go back for the others before tending to her own needs, even at the expense of her clothes. “H-heh, l-lets just say I got a conscience when I saw you guys from here~” Hecate took Aria's hand as the fireworks of the Founding Day celebration exploded skyward, cheers ripping through the crowds in the street. Though the Observer got on her nerves to no end...at the moment the Kardian Princess could think of no better person to trust at her side as she did something as private as what she had done. “T-thank you Aria...” +75 bonus Bonding Points were gained...