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  1. Here are a few videos i found. Dumb Puppy Pees their Pants after Holding all Day - Pornhub.com.mp4 Gorgeous German Blonde Pisses everywhere - Pornhub.com.mp4 Heavenly Aimee Pissing into Glass, on Shorts, Dildo. Rubbing Pee all over - Pornhub.com.mp4 I HAVE TO PEE ! ! ! ! [ she just has to get it Out! Vibrator in Public ] - Pornhub.com.mp4 Skinny Teens Pee together on Patio - Pornhub.com.mp4 Cute Teen Girl Peeing in the Bathroom - Pornhub.com.mp4 Desperate Gal Ends up Peeing her Clothes - Pornhub.com.mp4
  2. rachelkirwan

    Tumblr Refugees - Wetting Content

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    My final Tumblr content, this time wetting clips, salvaged from the sinking ship that is Tumblr. Not every video survived or will survive, but I managed to find these on my favorite blogs before they went tits up (pun definitely intended). ***Contains Nudity*** Enjoy Rach

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  3. Here is a video of a girl peeing standing up. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c16a995176b7 20 Year old Jade Pee Standing for the first Time on Camera - Pornhub.com.mp4
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  5. This is my FIRST interactive fanfiction, and I’ve been actually wanting to try it out for a while! Here are some bios to get you acquainted. Name: Maria Kuvaeva Nicknames: Masyanya, Moxxie Gender: Female Preference: Pan Age: 30 Bladder Capacity: 850 ml Personallity: Tomboyish, sassy, quirky, humourous Name: Alexander Trofimovich Nicknames: Hyrundel, Boar Gender: Male Preference: Straight Age: 27 Bladder capacity: 1000 ml Personallity: Lazy, dumb, lovable, Name: Anton Nicknames: Lokhmaty, Shaggy Gender: Male Preference: Gay Age: 25 Bladder Capacity: 500 ml Personality: Air-headed, nerdy Hyrundrel Lokhmaty Masyanya
  6. There have been some real treasures brought to the shores here so I figured I'd ask for the lost content I'm after. I found out on the original PMD that in 1998 there was an episode of "Home and Away" in which Sam makes his older step sister Tiegan wet the bed with the hand-in-warm-water prank. Some of you might know that this is a VERY long running Australian soap opera, well over 5000 episodes it's one of the record holders. Now episode descriptions and other multiple sources confirm that this is a plot line lasting from episode 2358 to 2361, with the peeing happening in episode number 2360 which aired in April 1998. Dozens of older episodes from the 90s have been uploaded online, but the closest I've gotten to this one is finding episode 2368, uploaded mainly because of one character cross-dressing. Some channels here and there upload them in chunks, so I'm assuming they're all still in reruns; but being in America I'd never know when or where to look and would have no way to watch or record it anyway. So if you have access to this show and could keep an eye out for episode 2360 that would be fantastic. I've done everything short of attempting to contact Sally Marrett (the girl who played Tiegan) or others involved in the production of that very episode, which I'm hoping to avoid doing given the subject matter. I'm sure little was shown being a daytime soap but I'm still curious.
  7. Lara Croft the famous tomb raider was on her most dangerous raid. She was abandoned on an island once but that wasn’t it, she was going to the mountains to find the lost eye. The lost eye was a special necklace that grants whoever wears it powers. It originally belonged to the people who lived on the abandoned island but when two pilots crashed landed on the island they took the necklace for themselves and they died horribly after escaping from the island. They used it’s power to rebuild the plane and left but it crashed landed in the mountains revolting in their survival in cave which eventually led to their deaths. Now Lara had to recover the necklace from their dead bodies and bring it back where it came from. Lara had a similar thing like those pilots, her helicopter which was only different. So her helicopter crashed in a cave and she had to survive in the cold on arriving she wondered how she could go to the toilet because on her past raids she would dig a quick hole in the sand and go in there. It was so different as she had hallucinations of her peeing in her snow gear and the struggles of going to the toilet in general. It’s been two weeks after Lara crashed here and has to go to the loo in a diaper but mostly in her cave and today was her worst day. After getting used to the snowy climate and weather she had the idea to look for that necklace, she placed a diaper on her in case of emergencies as diapers was very used to Lara because she never liked relieving herself in 100 year old or even older temple, tomb or caves. Lara felt the urge to have a poo but she didn’t want to wait any longer so she continued on what she had planned. Anyway it was two hours later when a blizzard hit the mountains and Lara got caught in it and she had to find shelter in a few minutes or she would freeze to death. On her way she could feel her lump of shit moving out of her asshole and she was in dire need for a poo now she didn’t think she could make it in time. In times like this Lara always forgets that she put on a diaper it is because she gets very stressed that she forgets anything that humans do and focus it on her survival. This leaves her human body isolated from her mind. To Be Continued...
  8. rachelkirwan

    diaper Peed in at Last

    Peed in at Last Well, many months ago, I was feeling naughty and so I slipped into a Goodnite, and after wearing it about the house for the afternoon, I brought myself to a lovely orgasm using a vibrator and my hands on my bed. After climaxing, I dozed a little, and my girl juices absorbed into the pull-up. I pulled it off, tossed it into my cupboard in the box where all the odd diapers go, and went about my afternoon. Fast forward to a couple of days ago, where I was padding about the flat and after doing some other chores, I decided to re-organize my diaper collection. As it stands, my diaper collection is a couple of boxes in the bottom of the closet, but if not properly arranged, it can spread into 4 or 5 boxes, and get mixed in with my panty collection, shows and other cupboard stuff. I was partially motivated to clean up my collection is that people may come over during the holiday and I want to make it as easy as possible to hide my diaper stash, and also because it’s been sprawling for a while, to the point where I don’t even know what’s there. So I dragged everything out and sorted it as best I could; pull-ups in one box, tape up diapers in another, with cloth diapers, training pants and plastic pants going in a third. My random collection of pads turns out to be dwindling after all my fun with pads experimentation this year, so this now comfortably fits in a small bag in one of the boxes. I also found totally random stuff like empty baby powder shakers, a diaper pin, an old vibrator, and like 10 year old tampons. Anyhow, mixed in with this hodgepodge of absorbent products I happened upon a certain Goodnite. It had the rumpled look of a pull-up that had previously been worn – the sides were a little stretched out, and the gusset was rounded and puffier than unworn pull-ups. It’s not uncommon for me to wear a pull-up and having not wet it, toss it into my stash to be worn another time. When I was growing up and wearing Goodnite every night, an environmentally conscious Rachel would always re-wear Goodnites that survived the night dry, though as you will know, this was not as common an occurrence as all that. On these occasions I would typically be wearing the Goodnite the following night, or at least within the next few days. Anyhow, I peeked inside and rather than seeing perhaps a little small smudge of dried girl juices – the kind that you find in your panties after a day at work, or in your dry diaper in the morning after a lucky night. Instead, the front part of the diaper, the part that comes into contact with my wet girl parts, was stained a dark yellow. It seems as though little microbes and the air had dried the wetness left by my masturbatory adventure months previous into a delightful little stain. I snapped a couple of pictures, and decided to be a little naughty. While I had previously been sorting my diapers in panties and PJ bottoms, I slipped these off, and pulled on the old Goodnite. I felt naughty, knowing how dirty they were. I finished sorting my diapers after a short while. I found that I went faster and faster as I got more and more excited. Handling all these diapers and feeling the Goodnite I was wearing, and just being surrounded by the smell of diapers was quickly going to my head. I tucked everything away back in the closet, grabby my favorite vibrator, and hopped onto the bed. I slid my hand into my diaper and pressed the vibrator firmly in just the right spot. With my spare hand I felt my breasts and the outside of the Goodnite, revelling in the sensation. I then slipped a couple of fingers inside myself and quickly brought myself to a juicy and leaky orgasm. I lay on my back for a little while, enjoying the after affects of a delightful orgasm. This time, when the urge to pee arrived, which it always does after an orgasm, rather than taking the Goodnite off like I had all those months earlier, I rolled over onto my belly and released, soaking it completely. After a little while longer I got up, slid it off and dried myself off. I snapped a couple of additional picture of the now soaked Goodnite. Wet at last. I pulled my panties and PJ bottoms back on, affixed a pad into my panties, given that my girl bits were still oozing delicious wetness, and went about my afternoon. Hope you enjoyed my little dirty adventure. Rach
  9. When I was younger I got into a habit when id wear tight pants that had a seam along my clit... I'd lay on my back with my legs in the air,bent, and would cross my arms in front of me using the inside of my wrist and other arm. I'd apply pressure over my clit with my wrist moving back and forth. Id do it to prevent myself from peeing or so I wouldn't have to get up while also stimulating myself. So then I'd hold it for long periods of time. Later in my teenage years I would play at night and try to figure out the best way to stimulate myself. Once I learned how to orgasm with my clit I would create so much stimulation that I ended up getting out an orgasm along with pee. I then began doing this over the toilet. I tried doing this practice with a high school boyfriend but he told me it was gross to never do it again. I started dating again I tried it and was told it was gross so if I did it I would do so to myself in the shower or bathroom. Trying to put that aspect out of my mind I met my boyfriend. When I started messaging him he admitted that he had a fettish. I was nervous having no idea what he would say or what my boundaries were after a divorce with a severely emotionally and mentally abusive sociopath. This new man in my life was terrified to tell me so scared that I wouldn't accept him for who he is. I was scared at first too performing my research and then opening up to him about my earlier wetting type experiences by myself. He told me how hot that was and returned my confidence little by little. Unfortunately in his past he was told he couldn't find anyone who would want him with his wetting fettish or ever meet someone who would have a family with him etc. Both of us cheated on while emotionally abused by our ex's we became exactly what each other needed. The more he opened up the more he made me confident he opened up the door to a whole new world of orgasms and sexual variety. Wetting for him videoing for him building up his confidence becoming obsessed with my own warmth in tight jeans asking him to shower me with his pee because I enjoy feeling both our warmth. Cumming like I never have before in a love and passion you only find in fairy tales. Never would I imagine that sexual antics, variety of love making and other activities would ever feel like this. To go from the person who almost dreaded sex making a list in my head of shit I wanted to do or other things to being so completely captivated by this man. I'm so in love with this man words couldn't ever do it justice. It's not just the fettish it's the love it's the emotional ties learning new things and putting away all mental interruptions. Just simply focusing on what you feel with your person and not giving a damn about anything else. I pray everyone can find their person like I have! He's the reason I'm obsessed with wetting, feeling the warmth of either one of us, getting turned on by seeing my own glistening pants let alone the surprise of him randomly losing control for me or spontaneous golden showers. I hope you guys aren't turned off by my disclosure just thought id be open and raw with my followers who have been so gracious to me! https://clips4sale.com/131081/wet-scarlet/cide25d1c4a2117a5e3c0e2fb569c
  10. View File Tumblr Refugees - Wetting Content My final Tumblr content, this time wetting clips, salvaged from the sinking ship that is Tumblr. Not every video survived or will survive, but I managed to find these on my favorite blogs before they went tits up (pun definitely intended). ***Contains Nudity*** Enjoy Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 12/12/2018 Category Female videos Clothing  
  11. Hey all! Before I start; a few things: - I'm writing this on my laptop, and for some reason, whenever I press something like ' or ", it instantly types it, so I can't really write things like "Pokemon" correctly - I'm not English, so there may be some spelling mistakes - I don't really have a schedule for when I write, so check back often ;) Now, without further ado: ------------------------------------------------------- She opened her eyes, but quickly closed them to block out the harsh sunlight comming from the window. Eyes still closed, she yawned. "You up?" She heard from downstairs. "Comming!" She yelled, her voice raspy and dry. She opened her eyes and sat up, brushing her halflong hair out of her face and wrapping her blanket around her shoulders. She looked around the room. Everything was bathing in the warm morning light, almost making it look like a painting. She pushed her bright pink blanket away from her and got up. "Good morning sleepyhead" her mom smiled from the kitchen. "Mornin'" She replied "What's for breakfast?". "I'm making some eggs, here, have a taste". "Oh, by the way..." Chloe looked up, her mouth stuffed with egg "your dad asked you to come by later today". Chloe swallowed her egg and took a breath before replying "Oh? Something the matter?". "I don't know, he was running late, so you'll have to ask him. You should probably leave as soon as possible". Chloe knew her mom was right, her dad was a busy man and if he asked her to come to his work, it was probably something important. "And, of course..." her mom looked slyly at her "Happy Birthday hunny". Her mom got a package from underneath the table, wrapped in bright yellow paper with different kinds of berrys on it. "Oh my gosh mom thanks!" Chloe eagerly took the package and opened it. Inside, there was a pretty, black bracelet with small pink stones on the side. "I love it!" Chloe yelped as she put it on, "Thank you!" she said as she hugged her mom. The lab was always quite imposing, being the biggest building in the town, with a big poke-ball logo on the front and fancy glass doors. Chloe swallowed and walked inside. The blonde behind the counter looked up and smiled. "Ah, Chloe, your dad is expecting you" she said, and Chloe smiled at her as she walked past and went up the stairs. Once at the third floor, she walked through the hallway, counting the doornumbers, "34...35...36...Ah!". She opened the door and walked into the office, if it could be called that. It had the desk and the bookcases, but lining the wall were pipes and machinery, and a glass wall with a door leading to a blue-ish room where even bigger machines were puffing away. "Ah, Chloe! Good that you could see me on such a short notice. First off all; happy birthday darling, did your mom give you your present?" "Yes!" Chloe proudly stuck out her arm, showing off her bracelet. "Haha, glad you like it. Now, you're probably wondering why I called you over here" he asked "Well, my Staraptor got blindsided by an Archeops, and he's down for the count, so I need you to get me some stuff from the next town over.". Chloe's eyes widened, she barely ever left the town, so this was a great opportunity. "I'll let you choose one of the Pokemon working here to assist you on your journey". Chloe heard a lot of rumbling behind her, and as she turned around, she saw a bunch of Pokemon behind her. There were Kling, Klang and Klingklang, a Magnezone, a Clefairy, and more, just out of her sight. "Hmmmmm" she said, looking around, when she saw something yellow shoot away on the wall, quickly moving in here direction, dropping from the ceiling and dropping on the ground in front of her, majestically landing on it's feet. The Galvantula looked at her, head tilted like a puppy, eight glistening eyes. Chloe turned around, "I'll take Galvantula, he seems pretty excited to go outside" she said. "Great!" he replied, "And if anything happens, call mom, ok? There's a professor at the Sandcurl Pokecentre, he'll know what to do". "Ok, I shall not dissapoint you, sir!" she said, saluting with a smirk, before jumping on Galvantula's back and riding out of the office... TO BE CONTINUED
  12. Yodlinpikey

    Looking for...

    ABOUT THIS BLOG Hi guys, I'm really searching high and low to find videos of slightly chubby redheads peeing outside, so I figured I would put the question out there to see which of you lovely people could help with the quest
  13. In Universe 2 of Dragon Ball Lore, God Of Destruction Helles was doing her duties to destroy some planets that oppose her Ideals & refuse her demands but Helles was feeling odd while doing her duties... U2 Angel: Wow Lord Helles you seem to be angry today over these planets your destroying Helles: Well they opposed & refused anything I tell them to do U2 Angel: You aren't Beerus you know, is it because of that 1 Planet that called you 'ugly'? Helles: Mmm... maybe... *starts blushing & squirms* U2 Angel: Hmm? You feeling okay my Lord? Helles: I need to use the facilities U2 Angel: Oh that is a bit troublesome since there isn't any facilities nearby so I guess you have to--- Helles: No! I refuse to urinate out in the open, it is unladylike-like & embarrassing for a God to resort to U2 Angel: I was going to say to use that Uninhabited Small Planet to use so no one can see you nor myself Helles: Oh... *blushes* That's a good idea, I'll be right back U2 Angel: Don't take too long, we got to meet up with the God & Angel in Universe 10 Helles: Alright then (Helles makes her way onto the Uninhabited Small Planet) Helles: Okay then since no one is around here I'm going to be relaxed by taking off all my clothes, I've always loved admiring my own body (Takes off all her clothes & whatever the heck she wears on her head) Helles: Aw feels nice, time to take care of business *squats & starts peeing but her urine shoots out so powerful like a gardening hose* Helles: Oh my I didn't know I had to go this badly! Oh but feels so wonderful *makes a Orgasm-like Face* *continues peeing* Helles: *still peeing* I don't know why but I kind of want to... *starts playing with her breasts while still peeing* Oh my god this feels so... relaxing and... thrilling *giggles* Helles: *stops peeing then rubs around & plays her groin area while still rubbing her one of her breasts* Oh god, who knew just urinating while being naked can be such a turn on like me! U2 Angel: Hmm she has been taking too long I should check up on Lord Helles *quickly flies towards destination* U2 Angel: Lord Helles what's keeping you---*gets in shocked* Helles: Oh, oh, ah, ah, oh---Oh my, um, this is not what it looks like... U2 Angel: Really? Because it looks like you were enjoying yourself & ignoring your duties. We are heading back to your place to get cleaned up & going straight towards Universe 10 for our meeting. Helles: Fine... (I'll satisfy myself some other time)
  14. Jimmy Olsen

    The Fairer Sex

    Another one from the vault. Mako walked into the restroom with as much confidence as she'd enter any room. Her first glance was at the row of toilet stalls. All three were occupied. "Damn," she said under her breath. She would have preferred it not come to this, but she'd known perfectly well it might, and was up to the task. With undiminished confidence, she leisurely cut a diagonal path across the square-tiled room and snatched at the paper towel dispenser, which surrendered her two jagged-edged rectangles with a deep rumble. Clutching the coffee-colored paper in her hand like a mouse in the talons of a hawk, she casually strolled up to the row of urinals, taking her place right between two that were presently occupied. The young user of the fixture on her left shifted his position shyly, giving himself more woman-free personal space, then tried to continue with his business, all while keeping his gaze off Mako and pretending that he hadn't noticed her. The reaction on the right was more overt. The man using that urinal jerked in surprise when he saw the appealingly-dressed woman walking up next to him. He quickly cut off his stream, and zipped up his fly after everything was tucked away. "Don't be ashamed," Mako said, shooting him a cocky smile. "It's not that small." He stood there, his face bubbling with several emotions, but he was obviously unsure how to express them to this stranger in this strange situation. Mako looked at the device she was about to make use of. She had seen a few urinals in her life, but had never paid much attention to them, since she'd never had to use one. It was a smooth, roughly rectangular piece of dull white ceramic. It began about two and a half feet off the floor with a trough that looked like the bleached mandible of a parrot. A vertical hood went up either side for about two feet until they met a horizontal mantle that proudly displayed the company logo and served as the foundation for a piece of corroded plumbing, shaped almost like an old fashioned pump, where the flush handle was located and where the source of the water for flushing met the porcelain fixture. As she sized it up, she spoke to her fellow restroom-users. "Well? Isn't anybody gonna ask what I'm doing here?" "This is the men's room, you..." "Yeah, I know what room this is," Mako said. "The urinals and penises clued me in." Having determined how to deal with a urine receptacle designed for a man, she spun around and prepared to relieve herself. "The line to the ladies' room is a mile long," she continued, "and I've got better things to do with my time than wait for a piss." "You can't just barge in here!" Mako zeroed in on the man's face with an intimidating glare. "I can do whatever I want, so far as there's nobody to force me not to." Without taking her eyes off him, she reached up into her skirt to pull her panties down to the bottom of her thighs. "I don't need any man to tell me what I am or am not permitted to do." She hiked her skirt up and thrust her bottom in the direction of the urinal, showing no modesty. "If you want a woman to act humble and meek at the sound of your voice, then go pay for a hooker." Without a word, the man left the room. "I hope he isn't employed here, because he didn't wash his hands," Mako quipped as she let loose on the urinal like a sandblaster on a wall. The other person at a urinal, who was still having some trouble completing his business, smiled nervously at this. The next thing that came out of Mako's mouth was an uninhibited moan of pleasure. For a few moments it looked like the woman was connected to the urinal by a rope of translucent yellow. The force of the evacuation caused her muscular thighs to become adorned with glistening droplets as some of her output ricocheted off the back of the urinal. Her impatient bladder was forcing so many milliliters out per second that her session with the device of male convenience was short. The almost solid-looking stream thinned out and bent downward, like water from a drinking fountain when pressure it taken off the button. Mako cut it off when it started to splatter on the floor. Then she wiped herself with the paper towels she'd taken. They were much more coarse than toilet paper, and her face betrayed a slight look of discomfort when she raked one of them across the most sensitive part of her body. She did the rest of the wiping much more gently. She kept the moist paper between two fingers on her left hand as she pulled up her panties and pushed down the handle to wash away her golden offerings to the porcelain god. She tossed it in the wastebasket on her way to the sinks. As Mako went to wash her hands, she again brushed elbows with the young man who'd used the urinal to her left. It was impossible for her not to notice the large, pointed bulge in his pants. "Enjoy the show?" she asked. "I...I wasn't looking." Once her hands were cleaned and dried by more of the brown paper towels, she pushed her way out the door, and relished the looks of surprise she got when she walked out of the men's room.
  15. Okay I know this isn't omo as such but I wanted to share it anyway. So I got home from work and there was a thunderstorm. It was almost pitch black outside and rain was thundering down. I hadn't gone to the bathroom all day at work and had been drinking tea. I waited until my family was away then decided I'd do it in the garden for a bit of fun. I figured I'd get away with it as it was already raining. My neighbours have a view of my garden so I had to be discreet. I started by taking my underwear off and sitting on the back step (I wear a skirt). I then peed a little onto the path. I then stood up, stood with my legs apart a little and peed onto the grass. It felt so good! I then went over to some dirt and squatted down near to my cat, pretending to pet her (in case the neighbours looked!) And peed into the dirt. I let out most of my pee there. I really wanted to do a standing pee on the fence or a distance pee (I can pee standing) but the neighbours might've seen me. I stood up and let out the rest of my pee, standing on the grass. I really want to try standing and peeing outside properly, though. I can aim and piss standing into a toilet. I'd love to try it on a wall or a tree sometime like a real dude ;).
  16. Plug Cryostat

    Cute girl peeing in toilet

    Here is a video of a girl peeing in the toilet. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c135bf90590a Pee Girl Teasing all her Piss Loving Friends! - Pornhub.com.mp4
  17. Wetscarlet511

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    https://clips4sale.com/131081/wet-scarlet/cide25d1c4a2117a5e3c0e2fb569cl
  18. Version 1.0.0

    4,059 downloads

    I did one last adventure through my favorite Tumblr accounts and found these videos. These are the diaper and age play videos I managed to find. These are the last ones to make it onto the helicopter, the rest didn't make it. ***Contains Nudity*** Enjoy, Rach

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  19. AquaticGoddess

    Female Urinal Discussion

    So, the homepage of Wikipedia had an interesting article today (at least for us omorashi folk) about female urinals. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Female_urinal I was wondering what your guys thoughts were.... Would you use one? Do you think they would be good in public restrooms? Have any of you guys seen/used one? Just curious, it's always been a fantasy of mine to use a urinal but never been brave enough being a girl that a) I wouldn't get caught and b) I wouldn't just pee over myself and not in the urinal. The concept of a female urinal seems like a fabulous compromise. I don't know, maybe it would take some of the excitement away of doing something you're not meant to do...hmmm.... thoughts?
  20. View File Tumblr Refugees - Diaper and Ageplay Content I did one last adventure through my favorite Tumblr accounts and found these videos. These are the diaper and age play videos I managed to find. These are the last ones to make it onto the helicopter, the rest didn't make it. ***Contains Nudity*** Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 12/12/2018 Category Diapers and ageplay  
  21. Sorry about the delay, folks. Between work and winter... well, I won't bother whingeing. I finished this today: the latest from Meagan & Parker "Season 3" (entitled "Housemates" this time around). The season so far: Road Trip The Trouble With Housemates And with no further ado... ------------------------------------------------------------- Parker woke up and immediately regretted it. His whole body was one giant ache, and he was still pretty tired. The previous day, he and Meagan and a few others from the team had gone to a tournament and played four back-to-back games “savage”: no substitutes. They’d played every minute of every one of those four games. They’d even lost someone to injury in the last game, but fortunately the other team had been willing to drop down to six players as well. Perhaps as a result of their general exhaustion, they’d lost three out of four games. They’d gone home a little proud of playing four savage games—and a lot sore. Sore physically because of the hours of playing, sore mentally because of the losses. Parker lay awake for a minute, listening to the rain drumming on their windows. The remnants of a hurricane had made it all the way up to their state, and were blowing out as gusty rain and the occasional thunderclap. They’d closed the windows most of the way, but the wind was still blowing the occasional drops straight through the screen. With the windows closed all the way, however, the room had quickly become unbearably hot. So they had them open a bit, and thus the storm sounded like it was right outside their window. The fact that the rain wasn’t making him need to pee told Parker he was still dehydrated from the day before. He took a drink from his water bottle, cuddled up to Meagan, and tried to go back to sleep. It didn’t work, so he spent some time appreciating the body of his bedmate. She was in shorts and nothing else—too hot for anything more, she said—and had kicked the sheets off in the night. So he watched her bare breasts rise and fall with her breath. The next thing he knew, she was getting out of bed. He must have dropped off for a while. Meagan grumbled for a moment, then fished a tank top up off the floor and pulled it on. When her feet hit the floor she gasped in pain. “What’s wrong?” he asked—or tried to. It came out a little garbled. She understood him anyway. “Blisters,” she said. “And general achy-ness.” She took another step and hissed. “Why are you getting up, then?” “Bathroom.” “Just hold it.” “Wrong kind. Sorry to disappoint.” “Ah, okay.” A few minutes later she limped back into the room. He watched her coming with tired pleasure, since her tank top wasn’t really adequate all by itself; her breasts seemed slightly at risk of falling out, and her nipples were definitely poking through, and her limping caused jiggling which caused a little lackadaisical stiffening in Parker’s groin. She stripped the shirt off and collapsed onto the bed with a sigh of great relief. “I really don’t wanna get out of bed at all today,” she said. “Do you have to?” Parker asked. “I should, I suppose. At least for meals.” “Breakfast in bed.” “Who’s gonna make it?” “I will.” “What about dinner?” “Dinner in bed could be a thing. We could make it be a thing.” “That sounds—heavenly, actually. But I’ll need to go to the bathroom now and again.” Parker flashed a tempter’s smile, a little undercut by the exhaustion still in his face: “Do you have to?” She rolled over, put a hand on her hip and rested her head on the other, and contemplated him with an amused look. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” “Just trying to soothe your aches and pains, love.” “You’d just replace them with a different ache.” “So? It’ll get your mind off of your blisters…” “I’m not holding it all day for you.” “You could pee into something,” he suggested. And then, in a moment of inspiration: “Nobody would hear, with all that wind and rain.” “True,” she said, looking mock-thoughtful. “Okay! If you can find me something to pee into, I’ll only get out of bed when I need to take a dump. Which I just did, so we should be fine for a while.” “Deal,” he said, and they shook on it. Then they made out on it. Parker cupped her butt in one hand and trailed fingers down her chest, but she shook her head. “Too tired for that yet,” she said. Eventually the makeouts trailed off into going back to sleep, but still cuddling. Parker woke up the third time with a full bladder and a rumble in his belly. He went off to deal with both. He scrambled up some eggs and popped some bread in the toaster, then carried up glasses of orange juice to their room while waiting on the toast. One of the nice things about living in the house was that OJ stayed put now and wasn’t routinely swiped from the dorm fridge. Meagan was thirsty and drained about half the glass before he even made it back out of the room, so he carried it down for a refill, then returned with everything, balancing it all carefully. “Oh, wow, love, I wasn’t sure you were totally serious about breakfast,” Meagan said, sitting up. “Of course,” Parker said, handing her one plate and sitting down with the other. “Just eat lots, I don’t have a plan for lunch.” “Not a problem.—And can I get more juice?” “You drank it all already?” “I’m thirsty. You got a problem with that?” He thought ahead and smiled. “Not really, no.” On this latest OJ trip, Parker also brought up something he’d fetched out of the recycle bin: a used-up peanut butter jar with a screwtop lid. He’d washed it thoroughly, feeling a little sneaky. “For later,” he said. “Not too much later at the rate I’m chugging this juice,” Meagan said. “Can’t you hold it a little?” Parker asked. He’d been admiring her eating breakfast while topless, and was feeling horny and impish. “Hmmmm. How about this: I’ll work up to it.” “I can live with that.” Some forty minutes later they had finished their breakfast-feast-in-bed, and Parker had washed up as well. The least he could do for his lover, he thought. He climbed back upstairs, every muscle groaning, but when he got into the room and closed the door, his weariness was chased out by excitement as Meagan held up the peanut butter jar. “Time to put this to good use, huh?” she said. “Some of that juice must have gone right through me.” She set the jar on the floor, and gingerly got out of bed. Between her blisters and her need to pee, she essentially danced out of her shorts, and squatted naked over the jar. Not sure of proper positioning, she held it up to her crotch, and let go. When she finished, she set the jar down—no more than a quarter full. The smell of yellow piss wafted through the room. “Either that’s orange from the juice, or I need to drink more water,” she said. She screwed the lid onto the jar, stood up, and handed him her empty water bottle. “Farm boy,” she said, “fetch me some water.” “As you wish,” he said—but he kissed her before he left. She put her shorts back on and got back in bed, sheet over her body as he opened the door. When he returned, she immediately pulled the sheet back off, and right after that, chugged about a third of her bottle. The occasion seemed right for a massage exchange. Although he usually tried to wrangle getting his last, this time Parker was more than happy to get his first—so she’d be lying face down as she filled up again. He lay with his head on his arms, totally blissed out, as Meagan worked over his sore muscles. And he never minded when she stopped, because she always took a quick swig of water from her bottle when she did. His shoulders and legs were much, much happier when Meagan finished up by draping herself across his back. He wriggled a bit in pleasure at feeling every inch of her along his body, especially legs on legs and breasts just below his shoulderblades. They snuggled pleasantly like this until it got too hot, and then it was Meagan’s turn—after she took another two big swallows of water. There was really nothing like feeling all his lover’s muscles. Parker started with her feet, working around her blisters, because he knew his hands wouldn’t be able to make a dent on her soles once they were a little tired. Then he worked his way up each of her calves and hamstrings. After all the running, this was the main event, so he worked gently but carefully. Both legs finished, he kept going up. It wasn’t as much fun massaging her butt as when she was naked, but he wasn’t about to argue. Then up her spine, step by step, to her shoulderblades—her shoulders—down each arm—and finally her neck. His hands were pretty tired by the end, but still loved it. As for Meagan’s reaction, she was downright purring when he was done—and then she fell asleep. She’ll wake up full, he thought. He grabbed his laptop and lay down beside her to wait. About forty minutes later, she stirred, rolled over, blinked. “What time is it?” she asked. “About 10:30.” “Morning or night?” she said. The room was pretty dark from the rain, so it was a reasonable question. “Night,” Parker said, wondering how long he could keep a straight face. The answer was “about twenty seconds,” and when she figured it out, she sleepily bopped him on the arm with a lazy fist. She might have been full, but she didn’t show any sign of it beyond rolling onto her side. She dozed for another little while before she rolled onto her back, arched her back, and stretched. This had a fascinating effect on her breasts. A moment later, not content with just looking, he reached out and stroked the side of one of her boobs. She smiled at him with sleepy eyes. “Hey,” she said. “Hey.” “So I gotta pee.” “Shall I get you the jar?” “In a bit,” she said. “Just lie with me for a while.” She stretched out her arms for a hug, and gathered him in. He rested his head on shoulder, which put her boobs right in front of his eyes. She caught him looking and cupped them in her hands, perking them up for his benefit. He circled her nipple with a finger until it stiffened up. She gave a tiny shiver and laid her hand over his. A moment later she drew his hand down her belly, slowly, until she rested it over another bulge in her body—a much smaller one, barely noticeable until it was pointed out. But with his hand directly over her bladder, he could feel the tight muscles. “Should I pee now?” she asked. “In a bit,” he said, matching her tone from a moment before. “’Kay.” After a minute or two, he began gently massaging her obliques and abs, which were also a little sore from the day before. She didn’t have a six-pack or the body of a Greek god, by any means; she was as curvy there as she was anywhere else. But her abs were mighty strong, and he loved feeling those muscles as much as any other. He worked his way down—and pushed gently on her bladder bulge. She immediately tensed up. “Okay, when you do that I’ve gotta go ten times worse,” she said. “Sorry.” “Why?” she said. “This is for you, isn’t it? Just don’t make me wet the bed, please. That’d be a pain in the ass and ruin our plans for the day.” “True.” “But can I pee now, please? Remembering that I said I’d work up to it?” “’Kay! But not just another squat over the jar, please.” “Mmmm. I’m so comfy and relaxed—or at least I was until you pushed down on me—I kinda don’t even wanna get out of bed this time, anyway.” “Shall I bring you the jar?” “Mmm—no. Not after what I just said about wetting the bed. But I’ll pee off the edge if you hold the jar for me.” “Isn’t it gonna go everywhere?” “A bit, yeah. Put a towel down first. My dirty one from my shower last night.” He quickly did as instructed. Meagan scooted to the side of the bed, legs dangling over and her hips resting on the edge of the mattress, the rest of her lying back as before. She spread her legs, and he held up the jar to her crotch. She propped herself up on her elbows to inspect the preparations, and then said, “Would you like to make me pee?” “Meaning—?” “Push down on my bladder, like you did before. But you can go a little harder this time. I won’t try to hold on.” “Got it. Yeah, I’d like that. But I’d like to push down while you are trying to hold, too.” “Later,” she said. “We’re still just getting started.” She lay back, head resting on her crossed arms. “I’m ready,” she said. “I won’t even be able to tell when you’re about to make me. I can’t see your hands.” Parker laid a gentle hand on her bulge and relished the feeling. He’d never made a girl pee before. He waited for a minute, savoring the potential power. His erection was hardening up in his shorts. “Hon? I really gotta go.” “I know,” he said playfully. “It’s all about the anticipation.” She laughed. “I’m anticipating it real bad, then!” “Mmmmhmmm!” He waited another few seconds, to build suspense, and then pushed down firmly. She jerked, and when her spasm was finished, she was peeing. It was good she’d told him to put a towel down, because it wasn’t just one straight stream—although there definitely was a central flow. She also sprayed a bit in all directions—including on his hand. He took it—he had to. If he jerked away her main stream would miss the jar. As usual her piss was big but brief. She grabbed him some tissues and helped him clean up a bit. Then she lay back again, legs dangling. “Whew, that was something,” she said. “When you pushed like that—I’m not sure I would have been able to hold on even if I’d been trying.” “Oh, I’ll bet you could have managed,” Parker said, and kissed her inner thigh. “I dunno, you pushed hard!” “You’re so good at this,” and he kissed a little further up that thigh. “You’d be able to.” “Maybe we’ll find out.” “Maybe so,” he said, and licked her lips. She shivered again, for a very different reason this time. He drew back, just for a second, and then spread her labia apart to lick a little deeper, just the way she liked it: gentle lower down, then building in pressure as his tongue came up below her clit and then over the top. Soon she was squeezing his head with her thighs and twining her fingers through his hair and sighing with delight. He kept at this, occasionally pausing and stroking her with a finger while he took a sip of water, until he felt her inner muscles beginning to quiver. He drew back. “Don’t stop,” she moaned. “Do you wanna come now or later?” he asked. “Don’t. Stop.” “I’ll take that as a ‘Now’…” She shuddered as he resumed his licking, and after just another minute or two, he heard her gasping and felt her inner muscles rippling with contractions. He kept going, but more gently, until she begged him to stop. “It feels amazing but I’m too sensitive,” she said. “Glad you liked it.” “You’re so good, lover,” she said, still panting. “Thank you.” “Well, I was in the area.” She laughed again, and stretched lazily, sexily, filled with the afterglow. He climbed onto the bed to lie down next to her. His hard-on bumped her leg, and she reached down to stroke him a little. “Want me to take care of this right now?” she said. “Mmmmm—no, actually. I think we can do better.” “Fuck yeah we can.” She rolled over and reached for her water bottle. As she took a drink, he fondled her curves, kissed her back between her shoulderblades. She rolled back over and kissed him. This led to more making out, paired with more drinking water on her part, until she said, “’Kay, I really should do some reading for class.” It only took five or six minutes to disentangle themselves after that. Although ostensibly working, Meagan stayed naked, and took a sip of water every time she turned a page. Parker did some reading too, but he kept getting distracted by her tiniest movements—was it a sign? was she feeling all that water already?—and so he didn’t get very far. But of course, this was Meagan, so after peeing it took her hours to even get close. Round about 2:30, there was a knock at the door. Suddenly aware of her nakedness, Meagan dived off the bed to grab her shorts, and to hide while she put them on. Parker went to answer the door and didn’t open it very far. It was Dacy. “Just checking on you two,” she said. “I was worried when you didn’t come down for lunch. I figured you were fuckin’, but—all day?” “Oh, we’re just having a lazy Sunday,” Parker said casually, clamping down on the crazy urge to say, Well, we’re doing sexy stuff all day, at least, for a given definition of sexy… “I just needed proof of life,” she said, trying to peer past him. “You okay, hon?” “Hey, Dace, you can come in,” Meagan said. Parker stood aside and looked back at his lover to check if she was fully clothed yet. As she was only just finding a t-shirt at that moment and hadn’t yet put it on, he wondered if he should have done those two things in the other order—but Meagan had said it was okay, and besides, they’d been roommates for two years. They’d probably seen each other naked constantly. “There you are. Also we’re gonna play some board games downstairs. Wanna come?” “Give us a minute?” “Sure. We’ll be in the dining room.” With Dacy safely out of the way, Meagan stepped up to Parker and laid her arms across his shoulders, pulling him close for another lingering kiss. Then she whispered in his ear, “So I gotta go. How do you wanna do this? Games could take a while.” “It would be kinda sexy to have you holding with everyone around, not knowing,” he replied, just as quietly. “Yeah, but I don’t think I wanna interrupt in the middle to run off and pee, or run off and have sex. Can I propose an alternative?” “Sure.” “Let me go now, and that’s the last time until we have sex—after dinner. I’ll still probably end up holding it around the housemates.” “Sounds good—if you finish your water bottle before we go downstairs.” “Deal.” Parker’s board-game experience hadn’t gone much farther than a few rounds of Settlers of Catan, but Zach and Cara had a much more extensive collection than that. Since every game was unfamiliar to him, Parker promptly appointed himself Meagan’s teammate/assistant, which freed up a lot of his attention. He knew the majority of it would be elsewhere soon. Meagan was very focused on the game, however, and despite steady sipping, she showed no signs of need. Still, Parker felt sure she was going to get very desperate later in the evening, since she was dutifully plowing through her newly-refilled water bottle. “You’re being so good, drinking all that water,” Zephyr said. “I got a little dehydrated yesterday,” Meagan said, without batting an eye. With a lot of players, and a fair number of first-time players, the first game took about an hour and a half. Meagan finished a distant fourth and immediately demanded a rematch. The winner (Zach) agreed, but suggested that they postpone it until later, so as not to bore the rest of the group. They switched to a crazy Western-themed card game (gunslingers and sheriffs and so on) and played a quick round. Since the mechanics weren’t too complex, Parker jumped in for the second round. But his concentration was thrown off a little when Meagan whispered in his ear, “So the answer to your question is ‘yes’—just for your benefit.” During the second round of the game, the beer came out, and Meagan had one in addition to her water. Since one of the cards in the game was literally “Beer,” they house-ruled that every time one of them played that card, they had to take a drink of their actual beverage. Meagan knocked back plenty, but hadn’t quite finished either her bottle or her beer when she was knocked out of the game. Quickly bored, she said, “You know what we need?” “What?” “Nachos!” And she went off to make some. Parker had a clear view as his lover danced around the kitchen. Was she just enjoying the music Trav was playing? Was she just showing off for him? Or was she really desperate already? He suspected it was a little bit of all three. The nachos went fast and only whetted people’s appetite. So someone put in a call for pizza (it was maybe a little early for dinner, only 5:30, but when it’s pizza, who cares?) and they played another round of the Western game while they waited for the delivery. Meagan and Parker were together on a team, finally, and won—even though Parker had been knocked out early on, Meagan triumphed for them both—and to celebrate their triumph, Meagan cracked open a second beer. Then the pizza arrived and game-playing was put on hold for a while. After the pizza, most people wanted to switch over to watching TV, but Meagan pointed at Zach and said, “We have unfinished business, you and I.” As Zach set up the rematch game, Meagan gave Parker’s arm a squeeze to hint that the two of them had unfinished business as well. Parker pretended to watch the show on the TV, but his attention was entirely on the show in the other room. Meagan was definitely needing to go now; she’d gone to lockdown. Also she was standing, not sitting, and occasionally moving around a bit more than the game really required. It was apparently a very different game with just two players, and while Zach was clearly gaining the upper hand, Meagan was giving him a real run for his money. Parker came over frequently to “check on the game,” but really to express his appreciation for Meagan with a caress or a kiss. As the show-watching progressed into a third episode, Meagan was fighting for her life—at least in the game. She was fidgeting a little, but no more than that. Still, Parker knew that a fidget from Meagan was as good as a pee-dance from some weaker woman. (Zephyr, say.) And after two beers and all that water, it was only to be expected. Meagan’s game-play became increasingly desperate, and Zach seized the advantage. Parker moved behind Meagan to hug her “in a show of support”—but really so she could feel his hard-on up against her butt, and so he could hide that hard-on from any onlookers. “I really don’t see a way you can win this,” Zach said. “Probably not, but let’s play it out,” Meagan said. Parker squeezed her shoulder—the closest he could come to showing his utter delight. It took another ten minutes to wrap up, and then finally Meagan shook Zach’s hand and thanked him for a game well-won. “Want to play something else?” Zach said. “The night’s young.” “Yeah, but I’m a little tired,” Meagan said. “And I’ve got class in the morning.” She turned to Parker. “Coming?” “Sure,” he replied, casually, as if it didn’t really matter. But their eyes met. Hers were dancing—with a faint undercurrent of strain. Parker followed her upstairs—he grabbed every opportunity he could find to walk behind her and admire the view. At the top, Meagan made a melodramatic gesture of longing—toward the bathroom. And before he could remark on it, she turned the other way, into their room, and whirled to face him as he came in after her and closed the door behind him. She tackled him with a hug and a kiss. It lingered a long time. She ground her body against him, to his astonishment and delight. Less astonishing, but even more delightful, she stood up on tiptoe to whisper in his ear: “I’m absolutely bursting.” “I know,” he said. “All that water, and all that beer…” “I would have resigned half an hour ago if not for you,” she said, crossing her legs. “I just loved it when you said you wanted to play it out to the end.” “Thought you might.” She broke away, twirled in a desperate dance, and started stripping. “I don’t know if I can hold it and fit you in me,” she said, quietly, apologetic. Watching her unhook her bra, Parker said, “Can I come in your boobs?” “Sure!” She held still, squeezing her legs tight together. “How do you want me to pee?” “Hmmmmm… not sure.” “Can we think of something quick?” she asked. “I’m trying to.” “Here, let’s not waste time,” she said, and started pulling his shirt off. As he pondered the pee dilemma, she went down on her knees, slid a hand under her own waistband, and undid the fly of his shorts. She stripped him down, letting his clothes slide to the floor. His boxers got piled up on her knees. She kissed his cock—tip, shaft, base—and cupped his balls in her hand. The other one was firmly wedged between her thighs, shifting slightly as she fingered herself. He shivered and sighed; she shivered and smiled. He looked down and saw her looking back up at him, eyes on fire, lips parted. “I can never get enough of how hard this makes you,” she whispered. “How much this makes you want me.” “So much,” he agreed, breathlessly. “I could tease you all day. Except I’m maybe ten minutes from wetting my shorts.” “Ten minutes? Practically forever. You barely need to go.” “Mmm,” she said. “Well, then, you barely need to come.” “Are you threatening me?” he said. “Nah. Direct comparison. How much do you need to come in me?” she said, cupping a boob with a free hand in demonstration. “So much.” “Well, I need to pee at least as much as you need to come.” She sucked lightly on the tip of his cock, her eyes still locked on his. “How much?” he said. “Hmm?” “How much do you need to pee?” “Oh, it’s really bad.” “I know how I want you to go, but I wanna know if you need to go badly enough to be willing to do it.” “Try me,” she said, “since it’s trying to slip out right now.” “Out the window.” “Onto the roof?” she said, stroking him since her mouth was occupied. “Yeah. While I’m between your breasts. Once a long time ago you said we could try that someday. Someday is today.” She thought about it, her hand still idly stroking. “My bare ass hanging out for all the world to see?” “Yep. But with all the rain, I doubt anyone will be looking.” “Good point. Mmkay! Take the screen off…” He stepped out of the puddle of his shorts and padded over to the window. He raised the blind and slid the sash up as far as it would go, feeling oddly sexy that he was revealing his rampant erection to the world. The warm wet wind felt delicious on his bare skin. Meagan came over beside him, hand still in her shorts, squirming. “Hurry,” she whispered. He pried the screen out of the window frame with clumsy fingers, and felt the spray of the rain as he pulled it free. Meagan dropped her shorts, swung around, lifted herself up onto the broad windowsill with her arms, and scooted her butt out into the rain. “Oh, shit,” she said, wincing. “Can’t hold it?” he said, stepping close to her and caressing her thigh. “The rain and that angle must be making it nearly impossible.” She locked eyes with him again, with a determined smile. “I promised I won’t pee until you come. So I won’t.” He teased her a moment or two longer. He bent to kiss her—forehead, nose, cheek, lips. He slid a finger down the side of her neck. And then he made her wait while he stepped over to the bed and grabbed the lube. He took great pleasure in gently rubbing it between her breasts and on his cock as she watched with desperate eyes. She was shivering with the effort of holding now, but she knew what he was doing and didn’t beg. Until she did. “Hurry,” she whispered. She held onto the windowsill with one hand and used the other to press her breasts together. He slid his cock into the beautifully smooth, beautifully wet valley she offered him, hands on her shoulders. It was a strange angle—but she was so sexy, so desperate, her ass out in the rain but not letting a drop fall. He thrust deep and slow. He could feel her heart pounding, could feel her quivering. The wind was playing with her hair across her shoulders. “I love you,” he said. “So much.” She kissed his chest, and then nuzzled him. Somehow that little gesture of love was best of all. He picked up the pace for her sake. The angle did not make it easy—but still, it did not take long before he was shivering and gasping too. “That’s right,” she said. “Come on me. Come on, lover.” He did. She bent her head quickly and took the tip of his cock in her mouth, swallowing what he gave her. His fingers ran through her hair, tugging gently, insistently. He shuddered one more time, then drew himself out from the embrace of her breasts. He bent over, kissed the top of her head, and said, “Let go.” She did. He could feel her shiver one more time—this time with relief—and then felt the tension drain out of her. Her shoulders sagged, and she gave a little breathless moan. He could hear the hiss of her stream hitting the shingles of the porch roof. But when he looked out, her piss was completely indistinguishable from the rain running down to the gutter. The sound of her stream tapered off, stopped. He pulled her up and out of the window, hugging her fiercely, kissing her shoulders, her back, her thighs, every part of her, until she shivered and sighed and laughed and went weak at the knees and he caught her as she nearly fell. They rolled onto the floor together, feeling the rain still coming through the open window falling on their bare skin. “You amaze me,” Parker whispered in her ear, between kisses. “ ‘Sometimes I amaze even myself,’ ” she replied. “I love you so, so much. Beyond words.” “Me too. That’s why… I don’t bother… to talk… when I’m… making out,” she said, her sentence also punctuated by kisses. “Also that’s why I hold it for you until I burst. A piss is worth a thousand words.” “At least. Ah, fuck, I love you so much and want you so much… I want to be in you again…” “That ain’t happening for a while, I think.” “No. Of course not. But—” he slid two fingers between her inner lips “—these never get soft.” “Mmmmmmmmm. Ordinarily I’d say no, let’s just go to sleep, but somehow…” He made love to her again, the storm still blowing outside, the raindrops still landing on their skin. She cried out into the wind. ----------------------------------------------------------- I wish I knew when I'll have the next story posted. It could take a while. But my motivation was up today and I'm so glad I got this written for y'all. Maybe I'll get the next story started tomorrow. If you're pining for more Meagan & Parker, though, and just can't wait -- PM me for Seasons 1 and 2! Available for trade and polite requests.
  22. Hikewne

    The Twelve Fanatics

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    Description: And finally I have deigned to post something with an story of my own authory after a couple of years lurking. Here, I present you The Twelve Fanatics (which is the eh-"sequel" of another game I'm working on, called The Twelve Relics which was originally a novel I wrote years ago). Synopsis: In this world, a catastrophe repeats every 7000 years eradicating most human, animal and monster live forms in it; and, as one would expect, the survivors bring the world back to its course in time. During this one cycle, humans were given twelve powerful artifacts known as the Item Regalias, and based on them, twelve nations were founded. After some prosperous years, difficulties arised and I'm not really going to tell you my other game's whole story but these items cause a war between the nations. At first, it's just a cold war, but eventually unchains something bigger. This game takes part after that war ends, after almost 2,000 years, when the nations were starting to work back on communicating between eachother and establishing peaceful terms once again. Nevertheless, there's still people in pro for the war and thirsty for power out there who would do anything to bring the chaos back... Now, eight years after the big war ended, we find ourselves in the shoes of Solveig: an eighteen year old apprentice knight who wants to make her country and her world a better place to live in; but little she knew she was about to get in something bigger than what she could have ever imagined. Playstyle: Pretty much your regular RPG created with RPGVXA using some of Yanfly's engines to make it smoother. Battles are held between turns, as expected, with some explanations required that will be done ingame. [Things to notice: Skill Mastery system and Magic Level system, both will be explained ingame] Enjoy! SPECIAL THANKS TO: AkenoSama (Special collaboration) Sunflower (CG Artist) Harris (Tester & Background) AredApple (CG Artist) Phoenix (CG Artist) Makishi (CG Artist) DerivativeWings (Idea Collaboration and testing) anony123 (Testing) NaquanH (Testing) mogger (Testing) KnightOfStars (Testing) Main Discussion Thread: https://omorashi.org/topic/32616-rpg-maker-peedesperation-game-the-twelve-fanatics/ What we hope can hold the game's wiki: http://danverse.wikia.com/wiki/The_Twelve_Fanatics ANNOUNCEMENT 2 (02/11/2017): We just started a wiki! If you have time and you'd like to participate to create it, please don't doubt on send a word!

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  23. A few wetting pictures of my personal collection. I met a few people that was quite interesting in wetting.