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View File SCOP-521 Scene 1 - A female jogger desperate to pee knocks on a mans door asking him to use his bathroom. For some reason them man wont let her go inside his bathroom the woman begs and pleads until she finally cant hold it anymore and wets herself. Scene 2 - A woman appearing to be drunk and desperate to pee late at night knocks on a mans door asking to use his bathroom. The man refuses to let her in. The woman really needs to pee and trys persuading the man multiple times even offering to let him play with her breast's and trying to trick him pointing at the sky to get him to look at something and trying to run inside. After many failed attempts to get in she loses control and wets herself. Then she just walks in and passes out on his couch. Scene 3 - A woman desperate to pee walks down a street and notices a man entering his home and asks if she could use the restroom. The man is reluctant to let her use the bathroom the woman squirms and begs but eventually wets herself. The man takes her to a room and offers to dry off her legs with a towel. She agrees and after he gets done she immediately wets herself again peeing even more. File 4 (SCOP-521-Uncut) - This contains all 3 files plus all the sex that happens after each wetting. There is a lot of extra peeing and squirting in between and during the sex parts of this JAV Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 09/30/2019 Category JAV Collections  

Warning! This chapter is dark and deeply disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. Chapter 7: All Things Must Come to an End Morning. I woke up feeling very strange today. I had the weirdest dream last night. No it wasn't a dirty one, surprisingly enough. It's one of those things where I know it was extremely bizarre... and yet I cannot remember a moment of it. So frustrating. Like a piece of the puzzle that doesn't quite fit or an adorable bra that's the wrong size. Anyway, today is Saturday July 19th. You may wonder why I'm being so formal. Well, I thought I would just explain some things today, since Jason and I have finally worked out some sorta schedule that we plan on starting off tomorrow with. What? That's boring? So true. But I'd thought I'd mention it anyway. Not really sure why now that I think about it. Oh well... lets get started with the mostly exposition chapter, I'm sure it'll be interesting, probably. Tuesdays and Thursdays, we are gonna train with each other and spar in combat with none of our Reaper abilities turned on. That last monster encounter showed both of us that our swordplay is god awful. Like shit tier bad. So hopefully, with some practice and online video tutorials we can change that, in time. Mondays and Wednesdays we'd spend looting stuff we need which could be anything from clothing to food to weapons to dildos- I mean fuel. Fridays we will take the time to like clean the base up and stuff, that was the plan at least. I didn't like the sound of that but whatever. Saturdays would be the day we had to ourselves. We could spend it doing whatever we wanted on individual tasks or recreation. Jason and I were already planning our separate activities for that day but I'll get more into that later. Sundays well, you could guess what Sundays would be. Sunday worship, duh. Meaning that Jason and I would kneel before each other all day and have a date/fuck day. If I'm being completely honest we'll probably make love during most of our training and looting days as well but you know, who knows. And that... was supposed to be our plans for the next six months or until the winter came or whatever. Which, winter in the desert, is really just cold... not much rain as usual but cold as hell. At least it was for me ok? I've never seen snow except like on TV or that fake cotton stuff whenever Santa came to the mall. Neither of which were real. Sorry to burst your bladder but Mr. and Mrs. Claus are a lie. Apologies for ruining your life. As I said, we had a plan. But we didn't know it'd only last like a week in a half before it fell through, which we will get to. Anywho... I guess the first eventful thing I can talk about is the first Saturday on the new daily docket, the 26th. Phew, almost had another lame ass Christmas jokes just write itself. Dodged a bullet there. Well on that day, Jason took off early in the morning. He said he wanted to fish in the river to see if he could catch something. I didn't even know he had a rod. Insert penis joke here. I guess him and his alcoholic father went on fishing trips in the now aptly named Piss Truck. Hehehe. He took a portable radio walkie talkie with him so we could still keep in contact if we needed to. But yeah I guess if we're gonna do some kinda hunting in this fucking city... the river would be our best bet at some kind of fresh meat. As for myself, I decided to reorganize one of the abandoned classrooms into a recreational kind of room. I had Jason help me yesterday on our cleaning day to clear it out and he moved some stuff in here for me... now it was up to me to put it all together. I put a media stand along one wall and plopped a TV on top. It's not a very big one since I couldn't lift it but you know, big enough, almost 40 inches. I hook up a PS3 to it, along with a DVD player. I spend like 45 minutes dragging an ugly ass green couch from the teacher's lounge into my makeshift girlcave. I tear down a bunch of ugly ass educational posters and replace them with my own that I looted from my bedroom all those weeks ago. They're kind of crumply and torn but I don't care, it's nice to see them hung up again. A reminder of... a different time. Anyway I spend like an hour playing Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare. After that I get kinda bored. Oh well. These games can only get better with time right? Or I guess they would have but the invasion happened. Welp. I read some manga that I looted from a book store, about some magical fairy girl name Futsu learning how to be brave and better at love. It sounds corny as hell when I say it out loud but it's actually funny and cute. I like it. No, I'm not gonna write a Futsu spinoff fanfiction where she fights ogres on mars no matter how much you want to read that... although actually... nah nope shitty idea. After reading for a couple hours I decide to watch some random porno from a DVD. I've never seen porn before or at least not alot until recently so... yeah. It was a kinky one where an evil medieval warlord kept slaves in his underground sex dungeon. The roleplay for this was unreal and the acting and video quality were ass... but a couple of the sex scenes were quite nether warming. I enjoyed masturbating to one scene and pissing on the couch afterwards, that felt great. What you want me to go into more explicit detail? Sorry can't. I don't have time for sex scenes right now, need more plot in this chapter. Go read the earlier ones if you need a wank or a rub you filthy animal you. In the evening, Jason comes back home with like four decent sized fish. I'm very surprised. We enjoy a nice warm meal on the fire once again and have a great evening together. On Sunday we had our date and you know, buttfucked and pissed on each other, the usual. Yay more buttstuff! I'm always down for that day or night. We thought this rather nice life in this horrible fucking place would go on for a long while and that we'd have anal sex all the time... but we were wrong. *** On Wednesday, we went to loot further south in the city than we ever have before. And yes I meant literally, not sexually. I just can't stop can I? I should mention that it's been weeks since we've seen a single Sentinel. The last ones we saw were... the day we got trapped underground. Huh. Odd. Anyways, on our way to scout out new buildings for possible loot... we came across something just off of a major road and in a nearby ditch of sorts. A massive crudely dug tunnel that seemed like it was the entrance to hell or something. We both knew what this was... judging from all the skeletons and dried blood around. We couldn't even see the sidewalk that should have been beneath our boots, the foul soil around the burrow was covering it too well. Clearly this had been here for a while... we just hadn't been here to see it yet. "This... is this where all the mutant monster fuckfaces have been coming from?" I ask what we already kind of know. "Judging from it's size and all the nasty scents of viscera in the air... probably." Jason replies with a glint of regret. We each take a handgun that we barely know how to use and a short sword that we've only had three separate days of practice with. Well we sparred with wooden ones but damn it feels a lot different in terms of... everything like weight and balance and shit. "Why're we taking the shorter swords?" I tilt my head in mild confusion. "Because in a tight underground space, longer swords can easily get nicked on the walls and prevent us from swinging them with our full strength." Jason explains. Oh. Duh. I'm an idiot. Of course that makes sense. We take about 4 cans of food with us each along with a generous amount of water. We don't know how deep this tunnel goes but if there's a way to stop the influx of monsters from coming out we've got to find it. "Can't we just collapse the filthy entrance and be done with this?" I practically beg as try to weasel my way out of this. "The creatures could just dig themselves out another hole, clearly. We've gotta kill whatever or whoever is breeding these fuckers. I don't wanna go underground again either but we don't have a choice. Unless you wanna go back home and let me do this on my own." "Not a chance fuckface." I reply bitterly and with some kind of twisted affection. "I'm coming with you." We both make sure our weapons and gear are ready to go. Besides the short swords, Jason takes an axe and a military knife. I strap a couple small blades to my belt as well. He also brings some rope in case we need it. We both have several flashlights so unless divine intervention happens we should hopefully be good on that front. We're both wearing makeshift body armor, which is basically just shoulder and knee pads stitched to a slightly reinforced jacket and cargo pants. We don't have much else for protection, not even any condoms. Ahem, anyways, after that I drop my pants and we both piss for like a good minute or two, nothing kinky I swear. We then bite the metaphorical bullet and begin to make our descent into the creepy ass cave. Not really a cave... more like Satan's rotting butthole my god it smells awful. Like imagine the worst shit you've ever dumped and multiply that by like twelve, maybe thirteen. It's so fucking bad that my eyes water constantly and I have to keep rubbing them in order to see clearly. As I feel along the inner walls of the Devil's vaginal canal I occasionally feel a loose bone or piece of gooey flesh. Fucking nasty. After like ten minutes, the worst of the worst smells die down... but the aroma is still thick... like several dozen rodent babies died in here and then had an undead orgy. Fuck I hate this. Remember what Jason was talking about earlier when he said we don't wanna come back underground? Ughh. I can barely see shit even if it walked in here wearing a dress. It's been only like thirty minutes since we made our way down into this tunnel and I already regret it. The prolific stench is so strong that I'm starting to feel a bit woozy from breathing it in. And the ground is getting sloppier and filthier. I'm glad I'm wearing my thick leather boots right now or else this would be so much worse for my feet. Suddenly, the mushiness starts to end, even if slowly. After about twenty minutes we've gone from gross mud to dry arid turds, great. About an hour after that we've finally come across our destination... a metallic mostly circular hole in the wall. It's lit up and there's electricity here inside whatever this facility is. What?! Did we just stumble into a Resident Evil porno parody or something? Was that in the script? I'm not... seeing it here. Oh no wait there it is. Fuck my life this is creepy. Jason and I decide that it's a good time to rest a tinch and chomp down on some nourishment, so we do. At least the pudginess of the nasty smells has gone from like an eleven to about a four so it's not too bad anymore. We finish eating, cast the cans the fuck away and make our way through the secret bunker as I follow Jason closely, he's the navigation "expert" afterall. The first room we come across is filled with a bunch of dry bones. Some old iron bars... a cell of some kind? A huge fucking hole in the ground leads out of it and goes to god only knows where. The second room was nothing but more of the same, except the bones were more fresh and covered in dried blood. But after another half hour we hit the jackpot. We enter what looks to be a lab. All kinds of medical equipment and shit is spread everywhere. There's even huge canisters full of bubbly liquid with sleeping... or perhaps dead monsters inside oh god, just like in those old horror movies you used to see. This was no film though. Also it smells. Really fucking bad. Like piss and shit. In fact, we notice that there is old caked piss around floor grates that lead to.. who knows what... and there's also a bunch of old turds piles scattered about. When I point this out to Jason I'm pretty sure he steps in one without noticing. "Fucking shit." He scoffs. "Don't fuck shit, it's bad for your health." I tease as I laugh slightly. Nice to have some amusement around here. "When we get outta here I'm tossing all this clothing out in some random dumpster and never touching it again." Jason growls, still clearly annoyed. "I'm with you there." I sigh and shake my head. "Clearly someone is still pissing and shitting here. Fucker is clearly still... working on these mutants." Jason takes his axe in his hand as I wield my short sword, we're ready to fight if anything tries to take us by surprise. There are a couple more cages and some other rooms that we go into until we come to a big one at the end of the hall. We pass by alot less excrement, I guess whoever lives here mostly just shits in the first room we came in. Lovely. As we open the next passageway we see what appears to be a laboratory table. Dozens upon dozens of vials of a faintly glowing red liquid sit on and around it. Some are full, others are empty but most are somewhere in between. Whatever this fluid is, it's clearly being produced here somehow. There's also a large steel box sitting beside them, probably full of it. A few dozen feet away there is a huge hallway that leads deeper into the facility, the lights are bright in this room and aren't faded at all unlike the ones we've seen before. The entire area is quite clean for how disgusting the rest of this place is, minus the scattered marrow and occasional small tunnels in the walls of course. "We must be getting closer." Jason comments. "Let's keep going." We leave the area and move on deeper into the base, making sure not to step on any cast away bones that might have fallen. After we've walked far enough we enter a much smaller room with a single metal door at the end of the hallway. Someone can clearly be heard now, they have to be just on the other side of this entryway. As we approach... it slowly slides open. Inside is an older male rat surrounded by his lab equipment. He's distilling and mixing the same liquid we saw before, it glows pink before it slowly turns itself into a deep red color as it mixes itself up. He looks over at us and doesn't look surprised in the least. His eyes are each a different color. One is red the other one is pink. "About time you intruders got here. I was beginning to wonder if you had gotten lost." He speaks in a high pitched and sickly voice. "I guess you're here to kill me. Met a few of my pets on the outside that pissed you off hmm?" 'This anthro is a flawed Reaper!' My AI Core basically shouts at me, I'm sure Jason's has done the same thing. 'Be careful he's highly dangerous! He's an enemy of The Creators! The usual laws of us killing Reapers don't apply to imperfect failures. Kill him now!' Jason runs at him extremely quickly with his axe as he yells wildly. What the hell is he thinking?! "Shame that you don't wanna talk." The rat says in an annoyed tone. "No matter, you'll be useful for my research anyways." Our enemy holds out his right hand and within an instant a surge of lightning hits Jason dead center in the chest. He's sent flying into a wall as it cracks around his broken body. "JASON!" I yell, still haven't moved yet. The rat looks at me and practically smiles. "Hmm... you are both Reapers hmm? I honestly never thought I'd meet more of you." I try to hold up my sword but my hand is shaking too much. I can't move my legs, I'm too scared. Dammit Vaine! Move your ass girl! This guy is super strong... He knocked Jason out of the fight almost instantly. So what am I supposed to do? "I have to say you are a very pretty young lady." The rat looks me over, pretty sure in a perverted manner. "How would you like to be my assistant in the lab? Plenty of grown food and natural security here. You'd have a good life with me." My hands are still frozen, but I manage to force them down and grab the hilt of my short sword. "Oh please, come on you know you want it." He laughs maniacally. "I'm so much older and... experienced than you. Although my toilets clogged long ago so you'd have to shit in rooms far from our living space, like I do. Afraid the showers no longer work either but no matter, you'll get used to the smells pretty quickly." "Shut the fuck up!" I growl back at him. He just laughs more as he raises his arms to his sides. "What is this?" He asks. "You can't even attempt to touch me with your weapon? Are you really that weak?" Anger courses through my veins. This guy is almost exactly like Jason. Haughty and insane. Both of them look down on me and consider me to be beneath them. I'm reminded of why I hate both of them... why do I like Jason again? Oh right penis. Durr. "No matter... I'm so close to discovering how to break The Creator's control over us..." He rambles. "Once I do... we can be the ones in charge." My mind goes from anger to curiosity in an instant. "What- What are you talking about?" I stammer. "Oh dear I've said too much." The pisswater creep suddenly frowns. "I'm afraid I can't let you leave here again, least not until my research is complete. Don't worry, you won't be in a cage like your friend uhh Jason will be. I should be able to crack this puzzle before I break him open completely." I glare at him. "You two should get married. Like two peas in a fucking pod you guys are." "Oh?" The rodent smirks slightly again. "He insults and bullies you and you somehow find that attractive? Interesting. Not surprising though... the conversion process for sure fucks with our original personalities." "I have no idea what you're talking about." I say aloud as I manage to take a few steps forward. How the fuck did he know what I like? The fuck? "Of course you don't. No matter." The parasite looks dead serious again. "Time to end our little scuffle I guess." The flawed Reaper slowly moves forward. His hand is still held up and is glowing faintly blue again, I have a feeling I know what his plan is going to be. But I get one as well. I don't like it but I don't have any other options. "You should just submit to me." He taunts me and cackles. "It'll all go easier that way. I don't really want to hurt you, it's just so easy sometimes. You're really pretty... we could have so much fun together." I hold my sword up in front of my chest, trying not to flinch as I move to the side. I need to get closer. If he hits me now... I'm screwed. I have to keep him talking... the longer he's distracted the better. "Oh yeah? You know... I've had abit of time to think about it and..." I suddenly change my tone, I hate myself for doing this. He raises an eyebrow at me as I pull off my jacket and shirt, revealing my black bra underneath them. And I do mean reveal. Jason would love how tight it hugs my tits. I walk around in front of the smelly sewer-born scientist, trying to be as seductive as possible with my steps without going overboard. This is so stupid. I shouldn't be here... but Jason had to go and lose the fight within seconds so... I don't have a choice if I want to live and be free from this lowlife piece of shit. My eyes are glued on his eyes as I continue stripping. I unbutton my pants and let them fall to the floor, showing off my black panties. He can't even look away from my figure long enough to blink. "You want me to let my guard down so you have a chance to stab my guts out huh? Such a basic primitive brained plan, which I should expect coming from a woman." He sneers. "Well it's not going to work... no matter how fucking attractive you are." I toss my sword towards the fucker casually and it clatters near his foot. "I don't wanna kill you." I lie. "I'm way too curious about how your tongue would feel on my anus for that." His eyes widen in surprise and he takes a step back. "You're actually going to..." I take one more step forward and then another. I basically force him to sit down with his back against a cabinet by getting very close to him. His bodyheat is so musky and gross. He smells like he hasn't showered for weeks. HIs clothes may be clean but he's filthy as hell. Gah I fucking hate this so much. I turn my rear end to his face and press my asscheeks against his mouth. He just sits there and laughs, unaware of the fact that he just lost. If he didn't underestimate me like the sexist prick he seems to be, he may have been on his guard more. But my sexually stunning body worked out in my favor this time. With a loud grunt I turn on my Toxic Flatulence skill and squeeze my inner colon muscles together with all my might. A large fart exits my butthole and blasts the fucking rat in his pathetic rotten face. He screams in agony as he claws at the air blindly trying to grab me but I've already rolled away towards my sword. His face is completely inflamed from the toxic poisonous gas and his eyes are pretty fucked up but he's healing. In about five seconds he'll be able to see me again and strike me down easily. "You fucking bitch ass cunt! I'll fucking end you!" He screeches as he blasts lightning around wildly, missing me each and every time. Guess unless he aims it correctly it's a useless skill. "Oh dear what am I to do with you?" I say rather playfully as my panties hang around my hips loosely from the anal impact they encountered. "Game over." I jam the blade deep into his neck. He tries to resist but he cannot. I push it in until I sever his brain stem and he goes limp. I go over to Jason's body. He's pretty fucked up, his head impaled on a wall. But I can peel him off later once I take what's mine. I grab his discarded axe and walk back to the ratfuck's body. I swing at his chest over and over again, looking for his core. As I'm doing this it only now hits me that my most dangerous foe I've faced so far... was indirectly killed by my butt fart. Please don't put that on mugs and hoodies and... bumper stickers. Thankfully his crystal heart is right where I think it is, although unlike mine, his is not glowing faintly at all, like it's been turned off or something. 'This anthro lost his connection to The Creators and therefore his life functions are forfeit. We can safely eat his core without punishment.' I'm very nervous, like when I lost my virginity. But this is worse. I have no idea how my body will react to such a large influx of souls at once. My Soul Energy Resistance ability is level 3 but that may not be enough. Oh well. I want this power... I need it more than Jason does. Risk it for the biscuit I guess. I take a deep breath as I force the core down my throat. Within seconds I feel an agonizing burning sensation and I collapse onto the ground on my knees and hands. I try to scream but I cannot. Suddenly my entire body is engulfed in a dark red flame and I can no longer feel anything except the intense heat. My panties and bra are burned to a crisp, as is the rodent's blood splatter on my skin and fur. Fuck! Dammit oh my god this is the worst pain ever! Shit fuck! My singed furcoat melts off of me. I can see huge clumps of it fall to the ground along with chunks of my peeled flesh. This is it. This is how I'm actually going to die. I'm ignited for like ten more seconds which feels like an eternity... and then the fire suddenly stops. I finally manage to cry out in an agonizing scream as my charred body howls with pain from every conceivable angle. My body fully regenerates within about thirty to forty seconds as the pain slowly eases and then vanishes within that timeframe. Holy hell that was awful. I never thought pain could get that bad. I'm surprised I stayed conscious if I'm being blunt. And now I'm naked away from home, again. Bad habit I know. '52658 SP gained.' Holy shit... so that's how painful fifty two thousand souls is? Damn man. If I had lower Soul Energy Resistance I'd be dead now wouldn't I? 'Yes. Probably.' Damn. Get that higher then please. Spend all the souls we can. 'Done. Soul Energy Resistance Level 7 unlocked. 989.30 SP to spare.' Do we have enough to unlock Toxic Flatulence level 2? If so, do so I guess. Save the rest of the souls for now. 'Toxic Flatulence level 2 unlocked. 23.09 SP remaining.' Damn so we're running on empty now huh? Alright. I take a big drink of water from my backpack and get dressed again. I'm going commando now since my underwear literally incinerated but lets not tell Jason ok? Kay good. I unimpale him from the wall and his wounds heal up almost instantly, like within four or five seconds he opens his eyes again. Damn mate why the rush? He coughs up blood and spit as he reorients himself. "Don't worry, the rat bastard is dead." I comfort Jason without touching him. "We can leave now. I suppose there may still be some loose beasts out there in the city but I've killed their maker so... no more will spawn." He doesn't respond, instead he rummages through his supplies and takes a big gulp of water as well, coughing more afterwards. "You ok?" I ask, unsure if he'll say anything. "I'm fine." He grunts after about ten seconds of silence. "Just need a minute... I'm baffled that you beat him while I was unconscious." "Yeah..." I say in a low voice. "He thought he could easily me because I'm a girl. You and him had that in common." Jason looks down at the floor. "It's just hard for me to comprehend that I lost a fight so quickly. I'm done with underestimating my foes. That's a bad habit that I need to break quickly. Did he say anything to you?" "No." I lie again. "Just the usual evil doctor crap of cleansing the world for the next stage of evolution or some shit, I wasn't really listening to his rambling." Without much else to say, we left the lab. It took us about an hour in a half because we were so tired but yeah. I pissed my pants twice and didn't really enjoy it. Pretty sure Jason did at least once as well but that may just be my lingering post-bathroom scent playing tricks with my brain. When we finally got to the surface the sun was low on the western horizon. We had a meal, our second of the day and stripped off our filthy clothes and just left them on the side of the road. Jason didn't question where my underwear vanished to, he may not have even noticed. Neither of us were in the mood for the hippy-hippy bang bang so Jason just drove us straight home. We went to bed after a few hours of silence. We also enjoyed a nice and satisfying evening urination and we were relieved in more ways than one. The monster threat... was over. No more could be made. Least we hoped that was the case. Regardless the next day the 31st... everything would change forever. That's not an exaggeration. *** That morning was pretty much the same as always. We got up, cleaned ourselves up the best we could with spare water we transported from the river and got dressed. Today was Thursday so, it was a day we planned for combat training. However, right after our morning meal, we saw three Sentinels walk up... or float up rather, to us. These were the first ones we'd seen in over a month so... we were pretty surprised. As I said months ago, these things kind of looked like Velociraptors... with scorpion tails. Well they still do but now they have no legs. They're simply flying through the air I think, very close to the ground sure, but hovering. If one looks closely enough at their bottom parts you can see like near invisible pulses of silent energy that are keeping them upright somehow. But anyways. "Jason and Vaine." One of them spoke in a generic monotone robot voice. "Please come with us. The Creator requests your presence." I didn't even know these chunk of bolts could talk! What in the pickle dicks is going on?! A small white egg shaped... space pod thingy lands beside them, almost as quietly as a hummingbird flapping its wings. A small curved rectangular hatch opens up in the front of it. It wouldn't be out of place in a Men In Black movie, like those uncomfortable seats that Will Smith had to sit in during those written tests? Yeah like those, only bigger. Anyway... there is just enough room for me and Jason to sit side by side, facing each other. So we do as we're told and get inside. Almost as soon as my ass touches the cushions, we take off effortlessly and are flying rapidly through the air. I don't feel any turbulence or anything it's very strange. We land within a minute and since the only window is attached to the hatch, we didn't see what was outside until it opens. The red Sentinel spaceship... has landed on the ground. And there's a brand new massive building beside it, like something straight out of a sci-fi movie. It looks like a gigantic football stadium or something from the outside but that's not even an ideal way to describe it. It's almost entirely white and silver as the metal reflects the sunlight very well. I'd say it looks... pretty? So much so that I can't look at it for too long. We're led to an area near the entrance of the ship which is still closed by the way. We see like some kind of circular metallic pedestals on the ground. Jason counts thirteen of them. The Sentinels instruct us to stand on top of one of them, so we do. We're then told to wait for the others and that they won't be long. Okay? But what are we doing here? I still don't understand... other than the fact that there's probably eleven other Reaper recruits that are on their way here to meet the same Creator we are? Maybe? I don't know. Surely enough within like ten minutes, more pods start showing up. I'm glad I peed before coming here. As the other Reapers arrive, I notice that they range in age from very young to old and they're mostly male. I assume they're from other areas of the country that the Sentinels invaded but I couldn't tell you for certain. By the time all thirteen of us arrive about an hour later, there's four women and nine men. Sausage fest anyone? Anyways, some of us talk, most of us do not. I'm one of the ones who don't, although Jason gets chatty with someone beside us, a big fucking bulky male bear with dark brown fur and bright red long hair. He's super tall, I think he said he's 7'6" which damn, would make him almost two feet taller than me like holy shit balls. Regardless once we're all here, we're told to politely shut the fuck up and everyone quiets down, even the young pup here who can't be more than eight or nine years old does so. We all orient ourselves towards the ship's massive ass door and it slowly slides open. This is it. Finally something is happening. The interior of the ship is full of various shades of red. An older looking alien dressed in what looks like a fancy dragonscale business suit... walks out. He has pure white hair and his eyes practically glow blue. My first thought was that he was so ugly... and not an anthro at all. My second thought was oh shit can he read my mind? 'No. Hush. Be respectful to our lord and god.' Oh ok phew... dodged a permadeath there. He looks at all of us and smiles lightly. "Welcome my Reaper recruits." He speaks in a strong authoritative and yet soft-spoken voice. "It's nice to finally see you all face to face. I am your Father and your Creator, you may refer to me as either one if you so wish. The thirteen of you before me here today have done well to survive this far. This is the most we've gotten out of a single primitive world's singular country so, you all should be very proud of that." His words should sound condescending but they're somehow not, he seems to be perfectly genuine. "The building we've constructed here has taken our Theta Sentinels three in a half months to build. It'll be your home for the next year as you train directly under my guidance. We'll talk about it more in a bit. I realize that almost all of you don't know each other. You needed not worry though, we'll all be a family soon enough. Everyone just has two more trials to overcome." A single Sentinel holding a sleek white briefcase walks up to Father. He opens it once the robot positions it horizontally. Inside are several vials of a deep blue liquid. He takes one of them and holds it in front of him. "Your first major test is to drink this serum. It has been painstakingly prepared for you all for this day." Our Overlord explains. "Who would like to go first?" "I will!" The young wolf boy enthusiastically shouts. "Kyla, alright." Father smiles warmly as he walks up to him and hands him the vial. "Be sure to drink it all in one go now." The young boy nods hyperactively. Father steps away as he gulps it down quickly. Within a second the boys expression changes from pure joy... to horrifying terror. He screams loudly as his body is engulfed in an intense red light and he melts away almost instantly, only thing left of him is a bubbling crimson mess on the pedestal that he once stood on. Some of us look over in shock, others just scoff while a few laugh. Myself... I keep a neutral face but inside... I'm fucking terrified. "What the hell?!" One of the three other female Reaper's yells, a alligator woman I think. Maybe she's a crocodile I can never tell the difference at a glance. "He simply failed the test." Father looks at her sadly. "It is disappointing but it happens." "Fuck this!" She shouts wildly as she steps off her pedestal and begins to walk away. "I'm out." "Shame." Father states with a hint of sorrow as another anthro follows her. Within an instant, both of their chests collapse in on themselves like some kind of miniscule microscopic blackhole was triggered inside of them and the remains of their limbs fall onto the concrete. Oh god. We're down to ten of us now. "That was... unsightly I apologize." Our Creator speaks to all of us again. "They didn't leave me any choice in the matter." He holds up another dose. "Who's next?" Jason says he'll take it, so within like ten seconds he does so. As he takes it inside the ass I mean his mouth... nothing happens. Not a damn thing. He looks over at me with that shit-eating grin of his. Dammit. "Good. That's how it's supposed to go." Father nods his head with approval. "Next one please." One by one everyone tries to take the concoction. Only one more anthro dies instantly, a few of them cough loudly and spit up loads of blood and mucus but they live. The rest seem to have no issues. The last vial.. is for me... the thirteenth, I mean eleventh, one. I almost died yesterday from too much soul consumption and yet here we go again. Oh boy. I have to hope that Soul Energy Resistance Level 7 is enough to for me to survive. If not... guess I finally go to whatever afterlife exists. Or I just float lifelessly in the void of space who the fuck knows. I really don't want to find out. "Vaine. Here you go." My Creator speaks to me directly for the first time. "You can do it. I have faith in you." I blush for some reason as he speaks to me. My anti-social behavior is back in full force. "Thank you Father." I reply as I take the small phial into my hand. Ok... here we go. I quaff it down in one go. Instantly I feel a burning sensation deep within my chest. Oh shit please not now. I spit up blood, alot of it. My head hurts like a mothertrucker and I go down onto one knee. I feel like I'm going to explode as my vision turns red. However, within the next I dunno, five or ten seconds the horrific interior heat stops and my headache goes away. I manage to stand up on my own. '100,000 souls consumed.' Phew... I did it. Wait... one hundred thousand?! Damn mate. "Good." Our god states as he walks back to his original position. "You will use those souls for something later, hold onto them for now. There are nine of you left. While that's not ideal, a few losses are sadly expected. We will move onto the second and final test. Vaine would you like to go first, since you went last for the initial one?" No way fuck I don't wanna. "Sure..." I blurt out. Way to go girl. Nice going. "Excellent. Please follow the Theta Sentinel into the building and go into the room your instructed to go to. You'll know what to do once you are there." Father gets to the point rather quickly. I follow the Sentinel that seemed to pop up out of nowhere, leaving everyone else behind to stand around awkwardly. We enter a small door in the side of the building. Within a minute, no joke, it leads me into a small gray room. What I see greatly surprises me. Both of my parent's... wearing filthy tattered clothes... are on their knees. Their hands are bound behind their backs. There's an end table that stands like four feet off of the ground right next to the door, with a pistol the on top of it. The room has nothing else in it. My parents look up at me and are extremely surprised to see my face. "Vaine?" My mother peeps out through bloodshot tear strewn eyes. "Is... is that you?" I don't reply. I simply look at her... so pitiful looking. "We... we thought... you were dead. How'd you survive? We- were you captured too?" Mother continues to ramble. So annoying. "Does she look like she's their prisoner you stupid bitch?" My father looks at his wife with hatred. He doesn't sound like he used to at all. He used to be a rather calm loving husband. Shame. I guess being imprisoned broke him in a completely different way. I grab the pistol from it's pedestal and hold it in my hands. It's lighter than most I've held at Jason's base and it's freezing cold to the touch. "Please don't do this! We're sorry!" Mom pleads desperately to me. "Sorry for what?" I state rather emotionlessly. Mother was going to answer me but my father speaks with a quiet, angry tone. "Vaine... you have always been so... selfish... but this..." I snarl, the hatred rising within me. "What is wrong with you? You can't even talk to me properly without insulting me?" "Dear, listen to him... please... please don't." Mother pleads again as I aim the pistol at them both. "You've changed... but you're still our daughter... please..." "Any daughter who's killed anthros is no child of mine." My father states bitterly. "Our old life is over... aliens attacked and killed everyone and our daughter died the day we were captured. You are just a fucking parasite living inside our teenager's skin. You're not her." The gun trembles slightly in my grip. I take a deep breath. I want to kill them both so badly. Dominate... Power... Control... "I am fucking Vaine!" I yell at them. "I'm am me and I'll kill every single person who denies my existence!" Father simply scoffs while my mother is horrified. I pull the trigger twice and he falls over dead while my mother just screams. So loud... good lord. I shoot her three or four times and she slowly chokes on her own blood before her body stops quivering. Good. I drop the weapon and I'm led out into a waiting room of sorts. There is a high tech monitor that I've never seen before that is showing The Creator and the eight remaining Reapers in real time outside. "Vaine passed." Father states. "Who wants to go next?" "Is there any reason why we can't do this exam or test thing all at once?" Some young pink cat lady is complaining. What a bitch. "No, but this is how I've set it up." He retorts and I let out a snorting chuckle. Get owned you fucking cunt you. "I'll go." A big silver gorilla with short white dignified hair speaks up. "Ahh Toshia, very well then. Good luck." Was all that Father had to say. Within two minutes and after two distinct gunshots the great ape joins me in the waiting room. He sits a few chairs away from me without so much as a hello. "That was quick." I managed to mutter. "I'm Vaine... Vaine Steele." "It was the logical outcome." He states calmly. "Toshia. Toshia Kamagst is my name. Although I usually prefer just T. I usually address people by the first letter in their name, so I'll call you V if that's alright with you." I kinda like that. "Sure." I reply rather warmly. "That's fine." "Glad we could come to a quick agreement." Toshia replies with a slight smile. We don't say much else. All we really do is sit around, watch the monitor and listen for gunshots. The next anthro who walked in isn't even worth mentioning. Because he failed somehow and we heard him and his former loved ones screaming like they were being torn apart by some kind of saws or something. Down to eight of us now. The next one to go in was the old lady, a thick badger woman. We heard loud shrilling high-pitched screams before three or four shots went off. It sounded like they were kids, oof. She sits down between me and Toshia. Her face looks rather neutral and I can't really read it. I don't really know what to say so I just blurt out something. "Grandkids?" I ask. She simply nods. "They'll have a chance in their next reincarnations. This world wasn't meant for them sadly." A religious granny nutcase hmm? Figures. Just someone else who'll hate me for my evil heavy metal music I guess. We introduced ourselves to each other. I learned her name was Sorcha Hansal and that she was a Taoist of some sort. I didn't pay much attention after that. Toshia mentioned that religion had some health benefits but he was polite and didn't piss all over it. Speaking of which I gotta pee. I can easily hold it though. I learned that T has a surprising amount of knowledge. All in all, once all the tests were done, seven of us remained. Me, Jason, Toshia, Sorcha, pink cunt cat lady, a dark blue raccoon who was mostly silent and of course the giant fucking manbear who I later learned was named Axel. I'll get more into details on them later I'm sure. Once we were all in the room we were led into a large circular elevator which seems to take forever to descend. "Congratulations. You seven are now officially my children." Father again speaks in an authentic and dignified manner. "I know today was rather difficult for some of you. But you've moved past your initial trials and now your basic Reaper training can begin. You'll spend exactly one local year training here. On August 1st, 2009, your planet's time, you'll begin the war for peace and control on the world that you call Earth. That will be your graduation ceremony of sorts. On the last day of every month, you will all complete in a competition, a gauntlet to test your skills and abilities if you will. You'll be ranked and scored at the end of these events. Your standings at the end of the year long training will determine where you start your global conquest and how easy or hard it'll be for you to complete it." That was a lot of info to take it so he pauses for like ten seconds. We good now? Alright then. Damn my bladder is uhh, kinda yelling at me right now. "Now. Those souls I mentioned earlier. Crimson Crystalis, please use them to unlock the alchemy menu for yourselves." A new menu pops up in my HUD, simply called Alchemy. Hmm. Yeah I should have expected that... it's exactly what he said. Dammit girl hold onto your pee pee juice! "Alchemy is the greatest gift that we Creators can give to you, besides your new lives as honorable Reapers of course. This ability will allow you to deconstruct and reconstruct atoms from your environment to make virtually anything you need. It takes alot of time and dedication to learn every element, every compound in even the simplest of objects, which is why half of your training each day will be dedicated to it and learning what you want to as quickly as possible. The other half will be dedicated to ability and combat training. You'll have eight hours to sleep every night, an hour to get ready in the morning, six hours of alchemy and six hours of combat training, with two hours during that time for bathroom and other breaks. The last two hours of your day will be for personal time, during which you can make use of the countless amount of amenities and recreational activities here that you desire. We'll discuss your daily meals in a bit. Fridays will be your day off for the week. You shall have a morning meal with me and then you can spend the rest of the day as you see fit. If you want to relax or train or both, your free day is up to you. If there's something in this facility we don't have that you want, which is unlikely, then let a Theta Sentinel know and they will build it as quickly as possible." God damn another huge info dump. I gotta dump my truck right now. If my dump was urine and my truck was my pussy... fuck. "At noon today I will answer any and all questions you have for a few hours. Please take the couple hours before that time to acquaint yourselves to the basics of your new home. You each have your own personal quarters, which only you or those you give permission to can enter, besides Sentinels themselves of course. This is where you will sleep and access the internet if you so desire, as the world wide web throughout the rest of the facility is disabled for now. Ask any Theta Sentinel, who serve everyone equally, and they'll prepare a pod for you to travel anywhere you want to inside the megastructure. I'll see all of you in a couple of hours." With that he leaves the elevator and we follow closely behind. God dammit I almost pissed myself. What is wrong with me and my tiny ass bladder? 'We're probably excited at the prospect of living somewhere new, which can constrict our urethral muscles, causing us to have to urinate harder than usual.' Ok ok I didn't need an explanation. I get it. Everyone scatters very quickly going this way and that, they leave me behind. "Does Vaine need anything?" A Theta Sentinel sneaks up on me and nearly makes me pee again. "Yeah uhh... please tell me my personal quarters have a... bathroom." I'm embarrassed in front of a fucking robot, get ahold of yourself V. "Of course. One moment." He beeps and boops. He wasn't lying either, within a few seconds the nearest single anthro pod comes down near us and it opens it's door to let me inside. I bounce around in my seat alot as we quickly fly through the massive complex. This place is legit just a massive underground city of sorts.. for seven Reapers... and a single Creator. Words cannot even express how grand and epic it is. I'd take the time to enjoy the sites but you know, bulging bladder. In less than a minute the pod lands and I stumble out. Every one of the hundreds of doors in this long open ended half hallway looks the exact same. But in front of the entrance to my room, there's a lit sign that simply says "Vaine Steele's Personal Quarters". I look to the left and right a ways away and sure enough, I see the names of a couple other Reapers above the same bland white door. I feel an intense pounding feeling in my vagina, like it's spiking a volleyball onto the hard gym floor, and I clutch it tightly. It's really hurting now. I admit, I'm horny too but fuck I still mostly hate this. I open the door and what I see inside amazes me. The room is adorned with tall black shelves, filled to the brim with manga and heavy metal history books and a bunch of other nerdy rocky stuff. A fancy laptop is smack dab in the middle of two of them on a desk, way more advanced than any one I've seen before. Various cool looking posters are plastered on most of the walls and my bed is huge... and unkempt. Just the way I like it. I'd admire my bedroom more right now but uhh, pretty sure I just pissed myself a little bit. Shit. In the one back corner I see another sliding door. I approach it and walk into my bathroom. I'm greeted with a full oblong hot tub, a huge display monitor that's mimicking a sci-fi city balcony... and a round toilet that seems impossible to sit on without falling in. Seriously? Do the Creators know about my sexual kinks?! 'No. But they can see our list of abilities whenever they want to. Probably assumes you'd just prefer standing up to pee and since you don't have to poop, we don't need a toilet to sit down on. The bedroom has been catered to what Father assumes are our personal tastes, while the bathroom is more generic and is just meant to be relaxing and efficient.' My AI Core informs me as I moan loudly from the now intense nether pain. Fuck oh god I'm turned on so much and it's barely 10 AM. I'm reminded of how much of a freak I am as I struggle to drop my pants. I strip off my jacket and shirt first, leaving my blue bra the only thing that's covering my breasts. I'm gonna piss myself soon oh god oh shit. I try to hold it but fuck... it hurts so bad. I manage to fumble and drop my pants, but seconds later urine begins to come out of me in full force. Fuck fuck! I quickly run to the toilet as urine dribbles onto the tiles below me and I position my blue panties over the big potty drain as my piss comes out in a tidal wave. I'm moaning and crying out like crazy, it feels so good to soak my panties with pee... My aching pussy finally feels some relief. I thank it by slipping a hand into the front of my underwear and rubbing myself like crazy. I moan more as my urine forces itself out of me. Fuck I love this. After all my bladder is basically just a massive water bottle and I'm pouring myself a big cup of hot tea right now. Aaaah... yeah... dammit. The pleasure of pissing myself always gets me so worked up. I love the feeling of having wet panties cling onto my privates, like they're giving me oral in their own way. And oh how wonderful it is too feel the warmth of my piss slowly drip through the fabric and onto my inner thighs. It makes me even wetter. Once the wave of my pee subsides even though my horniness does not, I pull my dirty wet panties off and slowly sink myself into my new tub. Oh god it feels so good. I can feel myself being so thoroughly cleaned and it feels amazing. I unhook my bra and cast it onto my pile of clothes and I let my hard nipples enjoy the hot water as well. I moan with pleasure. The steam feels so good on my skin and fur. I begin to play with my clit and asshole, trying to give both of my sex holes an equal amount of self love. I slip a finger inside my anus and wiggle it around, making sure my rectum has the best cleaning possible. Oh fuck it feels amazing. I insert another one into my pussy and fidget with it too, spreading my juices throughout the warm water. My slit feels so full of joy that I cum really quickly. I moan loudly as I shoot loads of my girlcum into the... jizzcuzi? Nah... not naming it that. Oh god. It was such a strong orgasm that ripped through me I can't help but smile as my entire body quakes from the pleasure. I laugh at the thought of this being my home for the next year. I can't wait to see how much stuff I can enjoy, how many sinful delicacies I will partake in. I mean yeah I'm basically back in school and that will suck but... at least it'll be training my body to be stronger. I will be tougher than them all. I'll win the twelve competitions and be the best Reaper on Earth. They'll have to respect me then. The thought of me killing my parent's today... doesn't even enter my head. And sadly, it wouldn't for quite a long time.

Chapter 3: Jason? Jason! Jason?! Jason... I'm staring at a young fox with blood stained clothes before me. Well he's probably older than me, I'd say senior college age like twenty-one or twenty-two or something, but still young. He's not like some old fart. Anyway, at first when he saw me he was leering at me like he wanted me dead... or maybe he wanted to put his dick inside me, I couldn't say for certain either way. But after a few seconds when we both realized we were Reapers, his demeanor calmed down quite abit. We kinda just stared at each other in shock for a tinch, since neither of us expected to see another one of our kind in this god-forsaken city. He lets out a gruff chuckle before speaking in a rather outlawish voice. "Aren't you a little short to be a Reaper?" I reply with a 'what the hell?!' look on my face. "How many Reapers have you met before mate?! What the bloody hell am I supposed to look like?" Granted yes he's tall, like over 6 feet. I dunno exactly. What you want his dick measurements too? Well I can't see it so... hush. "I apologize m'lady." He replies again in his gruff voice. "Making jokes is how I used to greet people, before... well, you know." "It's whatever, don't fuss over it." I sigh as I scratch my head, my social awkwardness is surprisingly back in full force. "I didn't realize there would be another Reaper here." He continues with a nervous laugh. "I thought I was the only one still alive in the city. Haven't even seen a wild or feral animal myself, besides like birds and shit. Even those seem to be rare these days." "I mean I ran into survivors on my first few days of... this." I half-heartedly progress the conversation. "But yeah I've not seen any since. I assume the Sentinels got everyone or... some may have escaped the city, who the fuck knows at this point." We continue to stand around awkwardly for awhile and then I remember the fact that half my Anthro Smoothie, TM, is missing. "Did you uhh, did you eat my Anthro Smoothie?" I ask rather awkwardly. He's kind of stunned into silence "What- eat your what now?" "The bulging slimy pulsing alien ball of corpse goop that the Sentinels made, presumably. The dark green one on the other side of this skyscraper... I was slowly chipping away at it." I describe it rather explicitly. "Oh, oh that. Nice name." He chuckles again, only this time sarcastically. "Yeah I ingested that this morning." "But... there was like well over 6000 units of soul energy left inside. How're you alive right now?" I question with a very confused look on my face. "Alive? What do you mean? I just consumed it, nothing to it." He looks just as perplexed as me. "If I had done that- that so quickly I'd be dead, my body can't handle such a massive uhh... influx of power at once." I stumble some words as I try to explain my bewilderment. All of a sudden his demeanor changes in an instant and he laughs hysterically for several seconds, it's really creepy and I get a really bad feeling in my gut. "Really?! You can't handle such a small amount of power? It'd kill you? You're hilarious. I collected nearly 50000 soul essence units within 15 minutes once, when I found two big sources side by side. I'd say I'm close to a million now in total. Are you really that far behind in terms of your power? Shameful... how are you a Reaper if you can't even reap souls?" I look at him with extreme disdain and fury. 'Our strong desire to kill him is noted but killing other Reapers is forbidden by our Creators. Plus, if what he says is true, we'd stand no chance in all likelihood and just die in a one on one fight.' I know that. I know. But god fucking dammit I hate it when people look down on me. I thought I was done with that shit. Obviously that's not the case. Even as a Reaper... am I just mediocre? If I am then how will this life be any different from the one I lived? It won't be. Fuck. "Just stay the hell outta my way." He glares at me as he turns to walk away. " Maybe you'll get strong enough to clean up my shit filled toilets sometime if your lucky, although I highly doubt it." I squeeze my hands so hard that they bleed as my sharp nails cut into my palms, but I grit my teeth and keep them there. "Fuck you. I'm gonna prove you wrong and have you grovel under my boot one day!" I shout as beastly as I can, although I don't know if that's how it comes across. He continues to laugh as he casually leaves, calling me a cunt and a bitch and whatever else, I don't know, I stopped listening. I turn away, back to the cheaply stacked condos in a furious rage as I finally unclench my compacted hands and let them heal. After about an hour of tearing through apartments out of spite, I finally calm down. I have a meal then go out for a walk. "Damn..." I mutter angrily as I stand in front of a convenience store. "I don't even know where to begin." As much as I would rather not admit it, that green haired red-eyed cumbutter muncher is right about me being weak. I'm so pitiful that even my smart AI Core didn't know how fucking fragile I was until my body shut down. Dominate. Power. Control. Do I really have it within me to achieve my goals? What even are my goals? What do I want to accomplish? I enjoy killing and pissing but those are more like hobbies, they're not a stage in life that I want to reach. I just need to survive and get stronger and that's it. But will that be enough? I told that fucker that I'd get stronger than him... but dammit I do not know how. I've barely gained any power at all and yet look at how weak I got when I ingested just over 1300 units of SP too quickly. The fuck is this? Why the fuck is the universe punishing me so much? Why can't my body be stronger? Damn. I just figured it out. That precum prick must have done something similar right? I mean it only makes sense from my perspective. That or I found a "loophole" that only a weak-ass bitch like me could benefit from. 'We want an ability that'd lessen and eventually nullify the negative effects of quick SP consumption right?' "Yes. That should have been a priority for me once I figured out I couldn't gain power quickly. But I didn't know how slow I was at the time, I had no one else to compare myself to, as it were." 'Very well. To get started on that we need about 5000 souls, probably abit less. We need 4856 more units of energy at this moment in time.' "Then lets get to fucking work." I say aloud as I feel a sharp jolt of pain from my privates. Uh oh. I drop my backpack and bat and try to make my way to a nearby alley so I can urinate in peace but dammit I was so angry and distracted that I didn't notice my bladder screaming at me. I turn around and head back to the nearest door into the abandoned shop. Dammit dammit... it hurts so much... but also hardens my nipples by like 150%. I'm such a freak but I don't give a shit, I give a piss instead. Bad jokes? Get used to it. Anyways... I hobble along inside the store with my right hand gripping one wall and my left hand suffocating my pussy through my blue jeans, hoping to find a restroom intact or something. I move so slowly because of my strained mini-me and it takes me like two minutes to shift my way inside the concrete bazaar. I look around me but it's so damn hard to see deep into the store, it's pitch black. I cry out in a half moan and half painful howl. My kitty is so damn sore and it feels like an explosion is about to go off inside my panties. I'm really horny now god damn, my anus is clenching and clenching hard from the arousal. I'm losing focus on my bathroom quest, all of my mental energy is directed to my damp buzzing slit right now. I must be a knight of the kingdom and continue to protect my pants from the evil wetness that threatens it. I try to unbuckle and unbutton my jeans without pissing myself but the task is difficult. Everytime I push lightly on my lower abdomen, the whole house of piss just threatens to fall down and I yelp and giggle as I feel the torment inside of my nethers flare up. Finally I'm able to undo them let them clatter down to the tiled floor after about a minute of 4D chess with my bladder as my opponent. I squirm against the wall for awhile, enjoying the agonizing sensation as my vagina continues to cry out in pissful agony. Yes I know that's not a word. I feel a very strange sense of embarrassment, despite nobody at all being here besides me. If I ignore the fact of me being on my own for almost two weeks now I still have a slight feeling that what I'm doing would be considered morally wrong, even though I said fuck you to morality awhile ago. I look down at my crotch and legs and get a wicked grin on my face. I'm just playing around and I know it but it feels so good to roleplay something that's not a tabletop RPG. I begin to tease my clit through my pink panties and holy shit it feels more intense than usual. The two-headed ogre inside me wants to escape my urethral world of warcraft dungeon but I refuse to let it pass through the gates. I continue to stroke myself and bite my lower lip hard. I don't know how much longer I can hold it, I clench my vaginal muscles hard but I'm very quickly losing the willpower and strength to do so. I feel so wet and horny that I'm going mad with lust. A few drops of urine escape my slit and I panic with erotic glee. I rub my clitty harder and I moan as it twitches, like it's begging for me to let go of the tsunami that I'm trapping inside myself. My fingers... feel so divine... ahh, shit, it's throbbing so much down there that I can barely stand up. I laugh as I take off my puffy red shirt and white sports bra. My black nipples are so sensitive and I grip my left one furiously as my right hand continues to go to town on my cunt through the thin fabric. I can feel myself getting ever closer to my peak orgasmic bliss. My underwear feels tighter than usual, must be because my girlcum has made it very wet in a very specific place. I can actually feel it building inside me, like my whole body is vibrating with lewd anticipation. Well damn it's about to get wetter in more places really fucking quickly because I can no longer hold onto my golden lady juice. The beast has been unleashed. "Ohhh fuck..." I whisper as the scent of my sex and fluids fill my nostrils. I scream out with delight as my mind goes blank, my body completely consumed by pleasure and relief as I blast out girlcum and pee at the same time. My hands feel so dirty, they're covered in piss and vaginal fluid, It feels so good and I love it so fucking much. My body shakes violently as hot streams of Goldie Hawn gush out of my privates and continue to mix with my girlcum. My panties are soaking wet as my splayed stream of urine splashes all over my legs, I can hear my warm golden shower splattering hard onto the tiles below me and I let out a deep and blissful filled sigh. "My cunt feels soooo soo soo good... fuck fuck fuck..." I grin as my feet's fur continues to absorb the warm puddle pooling below me. I continue to stand there and piss everywhere, my panty fabric completely drenched by my recent bathroom break. The feeling of warm wet cloth clinging tightly to my camel-toed pussy lips feels outstanding. I keep my arms straight out to either side of my torso while I'm still standing upright, enjoying the site of my partially blocked pee stream as it starts to slow down. The pressure inside me subsides and I smile warmly at myself. This was a nice sexual distraction from an otherwise shitty start to the day. My flow is reduced to a trickle after about another minute and then stops soon afterward. I love my scent, it makes me feel sexy and powerful. I put my pants back on, leaving my piss soaked panties underneath them and still enjoying the casual feeling of warm liquid surrounding my privates and lower asscheeks. I wear my bra again but I leave the crappy shirt behind, I never liked it anyway. I make my way out of the store, grab my bag and bat and continue to explore the city. My pants dampen ever so slightly around my butthole and crotch as they take some of the liquid weight off of my pink underwear onto themselves. I roam the city until sunset, not caring about where I'm going. I only have one goal. To find those Anthro Smoothies, TM, sacks before that leaf-headed bastard does. I don't find one however and I spend the night sleeping in some nationwide Hotel chain, Narriot or some shit I dunno, don't care. In the morning I eat in my facehole and piss directly into my panties again, I don't even care right now. I smell awful and I haven't showered in a few days, I don't plan to for awhile. I'm dedicating myself to this shit and dying on this urine hill. What? Anyway, I continue to go off in a random direction again and come across a huge courthouse. Like damn it seems pretty useless... but those front pillars look pretty epic. I noticed long dried trails of blood that lead into its main doors so maybe the Sentinels put one of their gooey extraterrestrial ballsacks in here? Indeed they did. So I hung around there for awhile. I didn't eat or drink anything else besides the corpse slushies, I never felt thirsty or hungry. I'd save on preserved food for now I guess. It took me about three days to eat this one, I think. I got abit sick because I ate it quicker than I should have probably but despite that I pushed through. I needed 3282 more SP at this point so once I finished it I moved on. My dirty jeans were getting rather uncomfortable, so I just left them at the courthouse in some random trash bin. After about four days of navigating Dallas in my filthy underwear that left very little to the imagination, I found a second sac by part of Trinity River that runs through one of the industrial zones of the city. Inside a dock warehouse was a huge pulsing sac of brownish-red goop. Oh goodie. At least it was the biggest one I've seen so far, my AI core said it probably contained close to 25000 units of soul energy, like fucking hell. By this point I was pretty sure it was the month of May now but I couldn't tell you the day. I tried to count the days by marking a wall with a counter, you know those lines that allow you to count by five at a time easily? Yeah those. I made like four of them before I was almost done with this supply of power. So I guess I was here for just over twenty days before I was done. By that point, I kid you not, my panties had been torn apart at the crotch from pissing so much and so furiously, My sore pussy has been in the open air for awhile now but I kept my shredded asscheek holders on for some reason. I managed to get Soul Energy Resistance to level 3. Yeah that's what the skill was called. I dunno how limited it is yet though, since I just got it unlocked today, after finishing this monstrous jelly tumor. The fact that the nameless asshole with lime green head fur ate two of these in under an hour one day? Fucking nutty. Well whatever, before I move on I cast my sports bra and torn panties into the river and watch them float away. To be honest the river seems alot cleaner than it was when you know, this city was alive. I decide to jump in and clean myself off. It's really deep but I just take a few hours and enjoy a nice skinny-dip public bath thing. I really should clean myself more often I guess but I've been grinding this real life experience hardcore like a gamer girl. I suppose it couldn't hurt to just take care of my basic hygiene in the future. Anyway, I swim around in the dark waters for quite a bit, enjoying the freedom of being naked with no one else around. Eventually, I get tired of the whole wet liquid business and decide to get out and dry myself off while I look for more clothing. There's a ruined store not far from me. I manage to find a really nice rather high class clothing store for women. High class for me at least it was probably average for most other females but still. I find a cute purple bra with matching purple boyshort-styled panties and put them on. I love how they make my lower asscheeks look. I also find a nice and simple red dress that's easy to take on and off and will make going to the bathroom a breeze, once I move my crotch fabric to the side of course. I enjoy urinating in the store after I'm dressed and I feel quite horny, it's been awhile since I rubbed one out of me but I decide to go somewhere else for that. Would be nice to have a bed or something else soft to lay on. I leave the store behind and continue to explore the ruins of Dallas. *** I come across a large bridge that stretches over a part of Trinity River and decide to cross it and enter the other "half" of the city. A day or two later of just roaming around and... I meet the grass colored hippy ass motherfucker at a public pool by a motel. He just seems to be chilling in the water. Maybe it's his day off? Regardless I would try to leave without him noticing me but uhh yeah that doesn't happen. He beckons me over and I entertain him, not even sure why I do to be honest. "Been a while." He says rather casually as he lays and crosses his arms on the pool's edge and looks at me once again. I'm positive he's checking me out for sure this time. "For a weakling you are pretty damn hot." "Still the massive rotten dick that you were before hmm?" I wave him off, what a surprise. "What? You somehow think if I speak to you nicely in a fake and condescending manner that would be better?" He huffs, "Fuck that, the old world is dead." "You don't have to be fake." I say as I approach the fence surrounding the pool. "But you don't have to be a diseased prick either." "Yeah well it's not in my nature to respect those who don't deserve it." He retorts. "I thought you were one of those." I feel fury building up within me again but I suppress it, mostly. "You judged me based on something that's completely outta my control. You know nothing else about me or my fucking life before this... so you can just eat shit for all I care." I smile as I enjoy hurling insults at him. He laughs, "Oh you've got some real nice attitude for a pathetic little twit." He says sarcastically. "I bet you like calling people names huh? That must feel really good. I get it. But save it for the lowlife Anthros that are below us and dead. We're fucking Reapers, we survived this shit against all odds. That alone should be enough to earn one another's respect." I look him in the eye as I speak to him, I'm actually starting to feel really pissed off now. He grins, "You're right. I've had a while to think since we first met. I shouldn't have disrespected you by default. But just because you have tits and a pussy doesn't make you special you know." "I could say the same thing about you and your dick." I retort, slightly less bitterly. He laughs, "Oh, is that right?" We sit there and chat for a bit, we both seem to have calmed down now we're much more relaxed around each other. At some point during our conversation I ask him what his name was, since we never really told each other before. "I'm Jason. I hope the Creators give me a better name honestly, when we meet them." He tells me. I stare at him, rather perplexed. This motherfucker acts all cool and superior and yet seems to dislike his own name? Shit bro. Self confidence issues? Daddy issues? Who knows. "I'm Vaine." I reply in kind. "It feels weird to have a conversation again... since you know, everything." Jason smiles, "I know how you feel. It's kinda surreal." I guess that's a good word for it. We talking for about another hour and afterwards my pussy is telling me that she needs to be emptied. I tell him I need to excuse myself for a couple minutes and head into a random motel room, looking for a rather clean area to piss in. Once inside, I open the door and look around. I see a dead potted plant in a corner, perfect. I lift up my red dress and pull my purple panties to the side and aim my pussy at the dry pot dirt. My urethra opens up it's pipes and I sigh blissfully as I urinate on the dead flora. I don't have the greatest aim but the stream hits the edge of the soil with no problems. It feels really nice. I resist touching myself though, again. Don't really wanna masturbate with that douchebag Jason being so close. And even I have some standards that're higher than that you know? Despite this my s;oy is really wet and I sigh deeply as I clean myself off with some discarded bedsheets. It's been a while since I've had a bath too, my fur feels dirty and my skin covered in gross dandruff. I'll need to clean up again soon. As I walk out of the motel room I notice he's still sitting at the pool, waiting for me I guess. "Hey asshole." I call him out. He smiles, "Oh hey Vaine. You done?" He says, his voice rather cheerful. "I'm out here aren't I? Of course I'm done. You really don't know how to speak to ladies do you?" I laugh, trying to get something out of him. "You don't have to be so harsh about it... and what lady are we talking about exactly?" He comes back swinging. I simply smile and sit back down on a pool recliner. "Fuck off." I say rather warmly. He goes inside one of the nearby rooms. A few minutes later he has an axe in one hand, and some chopped wood in the other. well, chopped up bed parts or something. He arranges them in a sort of circular pattern, puts in some paper for kindling in the middle of them and lights it up. Within seconds a small fire is burning brightly. "Uhh, impressive I guess but what is that for?" I question, not understanding what he's doing. "Oh nothing really." He replies casually. "Just wanted to cook up a meal." I'm kinda a dummy I guess. Of course that's what a fire is used for. Damn I haven't had a hot meal since the electricity went out like a week into this whole end-of-the-world thing. Well, it'll be nice to munch on something warm for a change. Get your mind out of the gutter. I could eat that canned mac n cheese that I've been kinda just saving for a rainy day. I get up from the recliner and sit beside him. The concrete is uncomfortable to say the least but whatever. We watch the fire burn while we talk. It feels really strange... eating a meal... with someone again. I'm reminded of my parents for the first time since I went home. Shit. Well, they probably had quick deaths anyways, like most people who were killed by Sentinels. They loved this city though I'm sure, not leaving it is what got them killed I guess... and what led me to being reborn... Eventually Jason asks me something as my mind snaps back to reality, "So Vaine... why did you join me today? Surely you've hated my guts since the day we met." "I dunno, I guess I just had a strong urge to throw shit in your face, metaphorically of course." I respond with a bit of a ramble. He laughs, "Ah so you wanted me to know how pissed off you were huh?" "Well... yeah. You were a fucking douchebag with a superiority complex when we first met." I state honestly. He chuckles, "That's just a bad habit of mine... I've always had a desire to be a leader, to order others around to do my bidding. Kinda wanted to be a king as a kid I guess. But being born in 1987 and in our current year of 2008, that wasn't going to happen." "As Reapers, that's what we'll be. At least I think so." I reply with a smirk. "The vast majority of sentient life that lives will be beneath our feet, fearing us for their entire pathetic mortal lives. We'll be gods, far more powerful than any king or queen ever was." "You don't seem too excited about it." He says to me. I shake my head, "It's what we live for right? Our purpose is to serve the Creators and bring about universal peace, eventually. Or something. Yeah I admit I don't really care. Since becoming a Reaper it's just been fun to kill anthros." He shrugs, "Yeah well... killing weak dumbasses is fun, for sure." He chuckles. We keep talking, occasionally sharing idle banter here and there. It's starting to feel normal to have someone to talk to again. Jason seems rather smart though he acts pretty immature sometimes. Ok a lot of the time. And I still have a bit of trouble dealing with his attitude... but he's alright for an asshole like him. Eventually we finish eating and I help put out the fire. Then we sit and stare at each other, lost in thought as night slowly descends on the city. The stars are starting to shine brightly in the sky above us. I half expect him to kiss me like some cheesy scene from a romcom or something. After a few minutes Jason breaks the silence, "Well uhh, it's been a fun day. I'm gonna hit the sack. Your free to take one of the other empty rooms for the night, if you want to." He says. I nod and stand up, stretching and yawning. "Yeah. I'll grab a room and get some sleep. Night." I head inside a nearby motel room and take of my red dress and purple bra and lay on the bed in naught but my panties. My body feels really sweaty now... even though the temperature in here is fine. But I guess I can't control my pussy when I get horny. It's like a buzzing aroused beehive. I sigh, but this time in frustration. Why am I so flustered about a dumbass boy who hated me yesterday? I'm a Reaper goddammit not a highschool girl. Oh wait I'm both right now. Dammit what the fuck are these emotions flowing through me? Well I guess it doesn't matter, what's done is done and now I have something else to deal with. I squirm as my legs press themselves together almost on their own. I try to force myself to relax but I can't seem to calm myself down. Every time I try to close my eyes I just think about Jason's cock sliding in and out of me... my cunt clenches in response. I moan quietly as my body starts to tremble on its own. Eventually I stop struggling with myself and I just give in to my desires. I pull my panties aside and rub my clitoris gently before inserting a finger into my pussy. As I fingerfuck myself I softly grab my breast and squeeze it. Damn I'm so hot and bothered right now. Why? Why is Jason turning me on so much? Shit why did he make my slit so wet and my heart beat so fast? I start rubbing faster now and insert another finger into my cunt. My body is shaking and it's getting harder to maintain focus on pleasuring myself with how turned on I am. I moan loudly, unable to resist the temptation of masturbating as hard as I can. The whole room is full of my horny scent by this point. My privates are throbbing and it's making me crazy. My fingers feel slick with my juices, I'm dripping everywhere. As I keep rubbing myself faster and harder the intensity grows and my breathing speeds up. I feel myself building towards a powerful orgasm, every moving digit on my clitoris sends shocks of pleasure through my entire body and my pussy lips clench around my fingers. I feel a wave of pleasure washing over my whole body as I climax and lift my hips into the air. I sigh blissfully as I release a spurt of girlcum and fall back down on the bed, panting all the while. My muscles are all tensed up and my head is spinning. When I look down at my hands they're covered with my own fluids. It's sticky and smells so good. I clean off my fingers my tongue, then lay my hand beside me. I can't help but smile. Jason... that dumbfuck... had made me cum. Well not directly but you know. God I really am a freak. This is a first for me though, I've never felt this aroused by another anthro before. Especially not like this. I should be disgusted by his presence or something, but all I feel right now is lust. A desire to make him mine in the worst way possible. I have so many feelings going on inside my head right now. It's overwhelming and I don't even know what to do about them. Eventually the waves of pleasure begin to fade away and I start breathing more normally again. "God dammit." I mutter under my breath, sitting up and wiping the sweat off my forehead with some paper towel nearby. That little bitch Jason probably has his dick in his hands thinking about me right now. He's probably imagining me giving him a titty fuck or a blow job. Or maybe he's thinking about fucking me with his tongue. Oh god that would feel so nice right now. Or better yet, he could shove his cock deep up my ass while I pissed all over him. That would feel incredible! Ugh, my mind is racing too fast for me to think straight. I cover myself up and try to get some sleep. When I wake up it's morning already, the sun is shining brightly through the window and I'm feeling refreshed and rested. I take a peek outside and don't see anyone, so I leave my panties in my room and take a quick nude dip in the pool to clean myself off. After a couple minutes I run back into my room and dry myself off. I wear my purple bra and panties again, and put on my red dress. I really should pack more clothing in my backpack sometime but I don't care enough to. I'll just find a clothing store today and get some new ones. I go into the bathroom, but I have to use the sink since well, no running water anymore. I mean yeah I could pee in the toilet as usual but pissing in the sink causes gravity to carry away most of it, whereas it sticks around in a toilet if you don't flush it. Ok ok it doesn't matter to me either way alright? Peeing in a sink is just more fun and exciting, that's all. I finish urinating and head outside. I've still got a bit of an sexual appetite after the massive orgasm last night. And the thought of Jason jerking himself off in bed last night makes me hornier than ever. But I've got to keep myself under control. I take a few deep breaths to try and calm down. I knock on his room door but as I do so the unhatched door creaks open. No one is inside. Jason is gone. Great. Of course he is. Well I guess I'll just eat a cold can of beans by myself for breakfast. So lame. I only have a few cans of food left so I'll have to look for some today as well. Food and clothing, that's the agenda for today. The first place I check is a store near the motel where they used to sell various clothing, electronics and household items. I grab three packs of low budget panties and bras since they're compact in their packaging. I pick out a couple large simple shirts as well, one with diamond pattern logo and the other with a donut and a fat mascot on the front of it. I don't really wanna bother with storing pants in my backpack. I strip off my nice red dress, unhook my bra and pull my boyshorts off. I find a really nice pair of creamy yellow panties and a matching bra that fits me. I also find a pair of dark denim jeans and a plain gray tanktop, which I put on. Now that clothing is out of the way, time to look for food. I fill up on canned fruit, veggies, pasta and a couple tins full of shitty meatballs from a locally owned grocery store and plop them into my bag. It's pretty clunky again but I'll have nourishment for like five days and undies for like... nine? Good enough. My flashlight, switchblades and like two dozen batteries are still with me, I've just never really used them much and they've stayed in an outside pocket for over a month now. I'm tired, it'll be dark soon. I guess I'll just find some place to eat and sleep and try to look for Jason tomorrow... or maybe I'll just focus on finding more Anthro Smoothies, that's probably what I should do. I head towards the easternmost parts of the city, looking for some place to rest. I pass a couple of gas stations and small motels along the way, but all of them are locked up tight. I just say fuck it and break into the second motel. There's a simple room inside the office where I assume the lame ass owner used to live. A couple dozen posters of mostly naked Anthro women adorn the walls. Lovely. They're all quite hot to be honest with you. Nothing unusual happens really. I just munch on canned carrots, piss outside on the freeway and sleep on a small cot in the office. In the morning I drain my lady cunt juice into one of the motel counter's drawers and leave. I look for Jason for about a week before I give up. Like three or four days after that... I hear a scream so loud that I swear it bursts my eardrums. It didn't sound like an anthro at all. Without even thinking I dash around a corner... and regret it immediately. I drop my backpack and aim the rifle on my back for the first time ever... as I prepare to shoot this little fucker in the head.

This happened a couple of days ago. I had been chatting online with a friend and decided that whist working and having the house to myself, it would be fun to let them control my bladder. I am not particularly into long holds as I enjoy wetting but I do like to have fun with this kink and really enjoyed it. I asked if it was OK to share my hold that we did and they agreed. Thank you - you know who you are ♥️ To set the scene. I had a few online meetings booked in that morning and was already on my 2nd mug of tea. We had agreed previously what I would wear, grey boxer breifs & jeans. I have an old office chair that is destined for the tip and was sat on that. I attanded to my work whilst chatting online, being told to drink and updating on the level of fullness. By the end of the 1st online meeting the 2nd mug of tea plus 2 x 500mils glasses of water were starting to hit about 7/10 and so we carried on. Working whilst chatting online. Approaching my 2nd online call I was definately moving up a level and desperation was beginning to hit me. I was wiggling and squirming, pressing my legs together and holding myself. 20240821_112513.mp4 I am at this point doubtful if I would make it through my next call and couldn't really video myself whilst on a call but was told I could let some out in my pants to eliviate some pressure. I was very happy to comply with this instruction but it didn't help much. I was still getting very desperate 20240821_112847.mp4