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  1. After a lifetime of disposables, I got my first cloth diaper shell and inserts today! LFB “I choose you” and a 3 pack of XL bamboo inserts. It was a little frustrating to get on the first time, but the thickness and comfort are unreal. I love disposables, but the cost is getting high. Having something reusable has been getting more and more attractive. The pokemon print finally put me over the edge. Never thought I would enjoy it this much. I’ve yet to use it, but even if its not great, it’ll be fun for lounging around.
  2. So I found out that there are not much Delia Ketchum desperations in here, so I made my own one. In the vast world of pokémon, the mother of alola's champion. Delia Ketchum, sometimes goes on her own adventures. One day in pallet town, Delia woke late in the morning, feeling a little urge to pee. She ignored it and went to get ready. After getting ready, she went down to do her household jobs. After a while, she comepleted her chores. now she thought this will be the great time to relieve herself, but she was met with a phone call. It was Prof. Oak, he wanted a little help in recording the data of pokémon living in the surroundings of pallet town. Without wasting time Delia went straight to Oak's lab. After getting some papers and a pen, she went to do her research. Halfway through her job, she felt a need for some hydration, she had been working in the sun since the morning. She grabbed a water bottle from nearby store and emptied it in seconds. after finishing the bottle, she went in the woods to complete her research. She could feel the pressure in her bladder increasing. As she slowly ventured deep into the woods, she was clearly away from any human settlement. She decided to take the opportunity and went to the nearest tree and sat down, but just as she was about to relieve a meowth popped up from behind the tree and startled Delia, this led to small amount of pee escaping and slightly wetting her panties, She was able to stop it though. After that encounter luck finally favoured Delia, she spotted a lake. There were many pokémons near the lake. She approached the lake slowly and recorded the behaviours of little monsters that gathered around the lake. Finally, her research was complete. feeling exhausted from working all day, Delia took a little nap by the side of lake. After a while, Delia woke by the pain in her bladder increasing more and more, She got ready to leave, the sun was getting near the horizon. For a moment she thought of relieving herself in the lake, and went straight for it. But again, when she was about to lower her panties a Magikarp bit her thigh, resulting a big spurt releasing and going straight on the Magikarp's face. She again was able to stop it, but with her panties completely soaked. She laughed at the magikarp saying "You naughty" and marched towards the town. It was 5 P.M. it has been 7 hours since she started her adventure. Holding her crotch tightly, she reached the lab. Oak welcomed her and requested her to take a sit. The only thing left before relief was to record the data in Oak's lab pc. while Delia was doing it, Oak offered her a cup of tea as sign of gratefulness. Delia even though at her breaking, couldnt say no. She drank it and left the lab, squirming. While on her way to her house, she thought about going in bushes, but her house was not that away so she held. After a while she reached her house and she was just a room away from restroom, she heard a knock on door. She could do nothing but open the door. When she did, she was met with a surprise. Ash had came back to kanto, with Serena. She welcomed them, but as soon as she entered, Serena made an excuse to go to restroom. With the restroom occupied, Delia engaged in conversation with her son. Even though she was at her limits, she did everything she could to hide it. Now when serena came out, Ash insisted they'd go meet Prof. Oak. Delia went to the door behind them. But when, Ash and Serena reached far away from the house, her bladder had already reached its limit, She had made a small puddle below her. Delia quickly ran to the washroom, with a trail of urine following her. At next to the restroom door, Delia's body gave up and a large waterfall emerged, wetting her entire skirt. After a while Delia manged to clean herself and the proofs of her wetting, Now Delia couldn't help but laugh at the adventures she has done in the day.
  3. Looks like there's an accident. Thanks to Michinoku for the art

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  4. Well, she made it but with no privacy it seems. Thanks to Michinoku for the art

    © Gelbooru.com

  5. Carmine needs to pee. Thanks to Michinoku for the art

    © Gelbooru.com

  6. I'm doing a fic trade with DerpySquid, and this is where i'll be posting my stories from his part of the ideas. Keep in mind this won't be affecting any of my own stories. It's just me doing some requests for DerpySquid. EDIT: I ended up posting this in the wrong topic by mistake, which I can't understand because I clearly remember posting it here. If there's any way I can undo that other post i'd like to know. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Petal meadow, a beautiful plains area known in the region. It's a place perfect for, oh I don't know, a picnic maybe a campout, or a walk. I would go for one if I weren't a disembodied voice. Anyways, this is a very... "special" walk for a kid named Zapp. Well he's a Pikachu for who knows why, but doesn't really matter. He took his team of pokemon on a walk into the plains for a day off. His team consists of Charizard (and his son Charmander), Blastoise, Ivysaur, Lucario, Flareon, Ninetales, and Jolteon. Zapp: Ahh, I told you guys this was a good idea. This is the perfect day for a walk. Blastoise: Don't push it kid. Seriously, don't. Ninetales: I like this. It reminds me of times before I became a legendary. Zapp took out his water bottle and gulped down the last of it's content. Him, along with everyone else, drank a lot before and during the walk. Zapp felt a slight pain in his lower half, but decided to ignore it. Charmander on the other hand couldn't hold on as well. Charmander: Um, Pop? Charizard: What's up? Charmander: I, uh, I need to- Ivysaur: Hey Zappy, when's the next town? Zapp: Uh, the next town is going to be another 5 hours away. Why do you ask? Ivysaur: Well, I need to take a leak. Charmander cringed after hearing that. Charizard: That what you need? Charmander: Yes... Blastoise: Don't sweat champ. There's a good chance there could be a stop sometime soon. Just hold on. While everyone was walking, the liquids from earlier went through them faster then a Noko. Forget I said that. Anyways they kept going for about an hour until someone spoke up. Flareon: Um, hey Zapp? Zapp: Yeah? Flareon: You remember what Charmander said back there? Zapp: Yes, what are you playing at? Flareon: I need to go too. Zapp: Oh for the love of- Blastoise: Yeah, i'm with Flareon on this one. Jolteon: Hey, we're sorruounded by empty land, why don't we just let loose here? Zapp: ARE YOU SERIOUS!? This is a Public land! Lucario: I an with young master Zapp on this one. If we are caught we can get a very high fine. Jolteon: So? How much you got on you? Zapp: I literally only have enough to buy a candy bar. They kept on walking, throwing out the idea of using the plains, but nobody can hold on forever. About 2 hours later, everyone was having their doubts. Ninetales: A- are we any closer to a stop? Zapp: nope. The next stop is another 2 hour walk. Charizard: I am not walking for another two hours! Flareon: well, I guess we should head back then. They turned around and went back, trying to hold on, but no luck. Nobody could hide how bad they needed to go, except for Charizard, who refused to grab himself in front of his son. Zapp dug through his bag and pulled out a plastic bowl and his empty water bottle. Zapp: Hey guys! I have something we can use! Everyone gathered around Zapp to see what he was planning, and knew exactly what thei options were. Ivysaur: looks like only one of us can use one of these. Ninetales: But which one of us? Charizard remained silent, still trying to prevent grabbing himself. He was about to wet himself, and Zapp found a way to help him out. Zapp: Alight, um, Charmander can use the bowl, Lucario you go with him. Lucario: Of course young master Zapp. Jolteon: Seriously that's going to get annoying after a while. Lucario left with Charmander into the forest, with everyone else left to choose on who uses the bottle. Charizard then grabbed his crotch now that his son wasn't looking. Blastoise: Alright, so who gets the bottle? Ninetales: I think I should use it because HELLO? Legendary? Jolteon: Riiiight, and why does that make you worthy of a bottle? Charizard: Hey! I'm the one that went three hours not grabbing my crotch!I should get this bottle! Everyone kept arguing for two minutes over who gets the bottle, until Flareon noticed something. Flareon: Hey, where's Zapp? Zapp came walking back, brushing his gloved paws on his hoodie. Zapp: *Whistling Super Mario Bros. Theme* Charizard: Where were you? And where's the bottle? Zapp: Who do you think was holding the bottle? Ivysaur: OH COME ON! ARE YOU SERIOUS!? Everyone ran off into the forest, except for Ivysaur, who wet himself out of sheer rage. It went on for about a minute and a half. Once he finished, he was still very peeved off with Zapp, and attacked him. Meanwhile in the forest, Charmander and Lucario found the right place to use the bowl. Charmander: Oh man, finally! I can't take it anymore! Charmander peed into the bowl for about two minutes, looking relieved to release the pent up urine he kept holding for four, maybe five hours. I would tell you what happened to Lucario, but i'll save that for the end. For now, Charizard and Blastoise were somewhere in the forest. Blastoise: Well I hope you don't mind Charizard old buddy, but i'm just going to give out here. Blastoise ran behind a tree, trying to get his bottom half free, but went too little too late. Once he lost it, so did Charizard. Charizard: Urk... They both went on for four minutes each, and once they finished they had to clean up before meeting up with the others. As for the girls, They got separated during their rush. Jolteon and Flareon were with each other, and no sighn of Ninetales. Flareon: Ahh, how much did I drink!? I'm supposed to be a fire type! Jolteon: As long as we don't run into any pokemon we should be- Machop: Hey! I found one! Machop threw a large rock at Jolteon, hitting her right in her swollen bladder. She ended up losing total control in front of flareon. Flareon: AAH! I CAN"T HOLD IT ANYMORE! Flareon ​ended up peeing herself from the sight of Jolteon's incident. They both went for three minutes while Machop ran. *Back at the path* Everyone except for Charmander, Lucaario, and Zapp had a wet spot at their crotch. Zapp: So, what happed to Ninetales? Ninetales: I gave up. Zapp: right, and Lucario? Did you make it dry? Lucario: Well, yes and no. I found a good spot, but not dry. Zapp: Ohh... eww... Everyone just sat there chatting, and Zapp having a black eye from Ivysaur. After a bit they headed back home. END ​
  7. A/N: This was a commission I wrote, involving Kris playing a prank on the other girls to make them wet the bed, with dreams that involve public humiliation. There's filming and masturbation as well. For as long as she can remember, Kris has had a somewhat peculiar fascination with wetting. Though it never seemed all that strange to her, she eventually figures out that it isn’t an interest that everyone shares, or, at the very least, it is not one that people are meant to discuss openly. She keeps it to herself, but she is never able to keep it out of her mind. Any chance that she can get to get close to seeing someone wet themselves, she takes, especially when she is younger, and seeing other kids her age have accidents is not uncommon. In fact, there were a few times that she would have been able to make it, that she decided to give up too early, just so that she could experience such an accident for herself. As she grew, she had less and less opportunities to indulge her interest in real life, especially as her sense of public decency grew. Still, it is an interest that has never gone away, and though she mostly keeps herself entertained by seeking out content online, her desire to experience something in real life once again begins to get the better of her. Though she doubts she can set up the perfect chance to stumble upon someone having an accident, and she also does not have any interest in telling someone how to give her what she wants. That means that she has limited options, when it comes to something that will still offer her satisfaction. Fortunately, she has spent plenty of time digging around online, and knows that she can get into some varieties of wetting. Primarily, bed wetting is still totally great for her, so long as she can actually witness the moment that it happens. If someone is asleep when it happens, then it makes it a lot easier for her to get away with watching it play out, which will serve as a bonus. Not only that, but there are some circumstances where trying to get someone to wet the bed can be written off as a simple prank, and not examined further than that. Though she does not plan on getting caught in the act, it is always nice to know that she has an excuse that she can fall back on, without anyone trying to look too deep into it. Once she has those factors figured out, it is only a matter of planning, while she continues her research to make sure that she is able to pull this off without a hitch. It is not long before she is sending out invitations to a special slumber party out Pasio. The cast in attendance will be the girls that she got to know during her time in Johto, as well as Leaf, who has always been an inspiration to her. Besides Leaf, she gets confirmations from Whitney, Jasmine, Clair, and Lyra, with only Karen too busy the night of. Step one is complete, and Kris has already begun preparations for the other steps, to be carried out the night of. ~X~ For a while, the group of them just have innocent fun. Kris can’t help but pay attention to just how much everyone drinks at any given moment, but she does her best to be subtle about it, not wanting to get caught staring at any odd times. The drinks were tampered with ahead of time, with Kris having to be careful not to take anything that has been drugged with trace amounts of Sleep Powder. The others begin to get sleepy a bit quicker than they normally would have, but it comes on slowly, so that they don’t notice in time to really be suspicious. Kris is careful, so that she is able to stay awake, though she pretends to be every bit as sleepy, all so that the group of them can “fall asleep” together. But, once everyone else is finally out, Kris gets back up so that she can get to work. She has two things that she needs to set up, the first of which being a camera, so that she can truly enjoy this experience for all that it is worth. Besides that, she has a recording to play, of various ambient water sounds, ones that would surely make anyone desperate to pee if they had to listen to them for too long. The girls will be out cold with how much Sleep Powder they have ingested, and Kris can always touch that up with a Pokemon, to make sure that they sleep soundly, not woken up by the sounds, but still definitely impacted by them. Whatever dreams that they will start to have while their bladders are crying out for relief would probably be a lot of fun to watch, and Kris briefly finds herself wishing that she were a psychic type, just so that she could tap into them. Still, once the sound of rushing water is going, she knows that it will only be a matter of time before she has plenty of entertainment, so she just has to be patient a little bit longer. Tonight is going to be a night worth remembering. ~X~ Leaf can’t say that she remembers what it is that brought her to the beach today. She’s a little irritated that hse is not better prepared, seeing as she is still dressed in her regular clothing, but also does not have a bathing suit in her backpack to change into. It seems pointless to be at the beach without one, but she doesn’t remember why it is that she came her. Still, she’s mad that she can’t go swimming, and not just because the weather is absolutely perfect for it. Another reason is because she can feel a need to pee growing, the twinging in her lower abdomen reminding her every few moments that she will need to take care of that soon. If she could just go in the water, there would be nothing to worry about, because she could empty her bladder just like that, and not have to worry about anyone seeing her wet. Instead, she just gets to keep walking on, the ache in her bladder growing with each step, as she wonders just how long she can hold out like this. Surely there must be a bathroom around here somewhere…she knows that, with most crowded beaches like this, there are buildings past the sand, but she does not see a single one. The fact that there are so many people around just makes it worse, because she has to try and conceal the fact that she is absolutely bursting, on top of everything else. She really, really needs to find a bathroom, but there isn’t one, and wishing for one is not going to make one suddenly appear. The sound of the ocean is making the need worse, and the pressure just continues to grow, while she forces herself to ignore it, to keep pressing on and not make a fool of herself. Oh, but she has to go so badly…! Biting her lip, she finds that she can no longer ignore the sloshing in her bladder. A small trickle starts to escape, then another, and Leaf can feel it growing. She can feel her cheeks turning red, as well as her stomach, as the need grows stronger, until finally, she can no longer hold it in. In her panic, she decides that there is only one thing that she can do. Forget a bathing suit, she is running into the ocean right now! Leaf charges straight into the waves as she continues to pee herself, ignoring the water splashing over her body, as she just keeps running forward, trying to get away from the shoreline. The more distance that she puts between herself and the beach, the better, because she doesn't want anyone to see her humiliate herself. Finally, though, the water is up to her waist, and she is able to let go completely, sighing with relief as she releases her bladder. The relief lasts for a moment, as Leaf turns around to look at the shoreline, glad that no one can tell she is peeing out here in the water. It feels so much better now, the relief everything that she needed. But she can’t stay in the water forever, so she slowly walks back towards the beach, knowing that she has to wash off her body. If only she could remember why she came to the beach in the first place... ~X~ In the waking world, Kris gets to watch with delight, the moment that Leaf loses control. For quite a while, she is squirming in her sleep, thrashing and holding herself, and though she is not the only one showing signs of needing to go, it does not take long before it becomes clear that she is the one who is going to lose control first. Her bladder must be killing her, and Kris can’t take her eyes off of Leaf, until finally… She relaxes visibly, a cute little smile on her face as she starts to pee herself, oblivious to the fact that she is doing it, at least in the real world. Kris has no idea what dream she was having, but she had seemed quite troubled, up until the moment that she finally began to pee. At least it seems that she found the relief she needed. Kris can feel a twinge from her own bladder, but she pushes it out of her mind for now. She can keep holding it for a while yet, and, during that time, she gets to enjoy what the other girls will do. ~X~ Whitney is standing at the end of a very long line, and she is not happy about it in the least. She doesn’t know why it seems like every other girl in the world needs to go to the bathroom right now, but it means that she is at the very back of this massive line, and she has to pee worse than she ever has in her life. Other girls in line are showing obvious signs of desperation as well, but Whitney is willing to bet that she is the one who has to pee worse than anyone else here. To make matters worse, it is raining outside, and she can hear the sounds of rain battering against the windows. Squirming in place, Whitney whines to herself. She can keep holding it, of course, but it will be a long time before she gets to go to the bathroom. Whitney squeezes her thighs together, and she wishes that she could hold herself and be a bit more obvious, but that would be so embarrassing. So instead, she bites her lip, and tries to pretend that she is just feeling a bit uncomfortable, and nothing else. The line moves slowly, so slowly that it feels like it will be hours before she gets to the front. Whitney bounces on her heels, trying not to think about how badly she has to pee. No matter how slowly the line may be moving, it is still moving, and every time she gets to take a step forward, she assures herself that it will not be long now. She just has to keep holding it, just a little while later. But as the line goes on and on, and on, and on, Whitney begins to wonder if maybe she should just give up. What if everyone else gave up? Would that make her feel better? It's odd to be thinking such things, but she's so desperate that she almost doesn't care. What if she just gave up and peed herself? Wouldn’t that be the easiest way out? As if to answer her question, someone in front of her drops their pants and squats down, relieving themselves right there in the middle of the line. This shameless woman lets out a happy sigh, as if it is the easiest thing in the world to do. Whitney’s eyes go wide, as she can only stare in shock, even though the sight of this woman behaving like this is the worst sight for someone as desperate as she is right now. In the back of her mind, there is a voice telling her that she could do the same thing, if she were not such a coward. No one else seems to notice or care about what this woman is doing, so if Whitney were to drop her shorts, she would probably be able to get away with it. The desire is quite tempting to her, but still, she tries to push it out of her mind. There is no way that she could do something like that! That’s not the sort of behavior befitting a cute girl like her, and either way, with her luck, she is sure that she would be noticed somehow, even if this woman was able to get away with it. Now empty, the shameless woman pulls her pants back up and walks away, the line able to move forward one person, but it still hardly feels like progress. Is Whitney going to be able to hold it in? Is she going to be able to hold it for as long as this massive line will take? Or will she have to pee herself? Whitney would rather die than do anything that involves peeing in front of all the other people in line, whether that means wetting herself, or peeing on the floor and adding to the mess that no one else seems to notice. Her bladder throbs and she squirms, a hand between her legs as she tries to hold it. Even showing her desperation like this is embarrassing, and Whitney knows she is about to reach her limit, whether she likes it or not. She can feel the pressure building, and she wonders if she should just let it out. The voice in her mind just keeps urging her on, insisting that everything will be okay. Whitney tries her best to ignore it, all the way up until the moment that something quite unexpected happens. One by one, the others in the line begin following the example of the shameless woman, squatting down, getting clothing out of the way, so that they can all begin to pee on the floor, puddles merging together, as they all let out massive sighs of relief. Whitney does not have time to think about whether or not she wants to do this as well. She has no choice; she has to pee so badly. If she doesn't relieve herself soon, she might lose control of herself. With a loud moan, Whitney drops to her knees, unzips her shorts, and lets loose a stream of urine. It splashes on the floor, and then another stream hits the ground, and another, and another. Her body shakes as she lets out a gasp, her head spinning as she tries to ignore the fact that she's exposed in public. Finally, nerves overcome by sheer need, her stream becomes steady, and she moans softly, unable to help it when the relief feels this good. ~X~ Kris knew that Whitney was getting close to her limit, but nothing beats the moment that it finally happens. Whitney has been writhing and whining in her sleep for so long, holding herself and fighting with all that she has, but now, she is unable to hold it back anymore. All at once, she relaxes, her hand falling to her side, as a wet spot grows on her crotch, evidence of her accident impossible to hide. Kris lets out a moan as she watches all of this, so unbelievably turned on by the sight in front of her that she has no choice but to touch herself. She knew that this would be great, but she is only two girls into the plan so far, and it is already far better than she could have imagined. The fact that her own need to pee continues to grow only adds to her arousal, and as she pleasures herself to the sight of Whitney, soaked and relieved, and completely unaware of her own mess, she has to try and ignore it, at least for now. She wants to keep holding it in for as long as she can as well, to enjoy this feeling for as long as it will last. So far, everything has been perfect, so she can only imagine how much better it will be as things go on, especially if she’s able to keep holding her own bladder. ~X~ Clair has been waiting all her life for this moment. There have been more than a few times that she has faced off against Lance, determined to prove her own superiority, but she has alwayhs lost, never been quite prepared, no matter what she may have thought going into it. This time, she knows that things are going to be different. Even if she is not able to quite put her finger on why, she just knows that this will be the day that she finally defeats her cousin in battle. Finally, he will have no choice but to acknowledge her as the true Dragon Master. Confidence aside, however, there is something that bothers her, as the two of them send out their first Pokemon. The fact that his first Pokemon out is a Primeape seems off, but that isn’t what gets her attention quite as much. No, Clair realizes with a start that she needs to pee, and tries to remember when the last time she went was. Did she not make sure to empty her bladder before entering the arena? It doesn’t seem like her to neglect something like that before the most important battle of her life, but perhaps she was just too excited to remember. That isn’t a good thing, not at all, but Clair tries to ignore her own panic. She has to focus on the Pokemon battle in front of her, and ignore the fact that she has to pee very desperately. She has always wanted to defeat her cousin Lance, and that means that she has to hold it until this is over. This is her big chance, after all. But as the battle rages on, Clair can feel the urge growing stronger. It is becoming hard for her to focus, but she still tries to push past that, and continue, until Lance sends out a Dragonite. Clair lets out a small gasp, surprised by his choice of Pokemon, but quickly recovers, sending out her own Dragonite, and ordering him forward. The two Pokemon charge each other, and Clair can feel a sharp twinge in her bladder. She bites her lip, and forces herself to ignore it. Things have been going well so far, and even if the two of them are both down to their last Pokemon, that just means that she still has every bit as much of chance against him as he does against her. She's never been this close before, so she can't worry about her bladder right now. She has to finish this battle, no matter what. Clair calls out another move, ignoring her need, and her Dragonite charges, colliding with Lance's Dragonite. As they collide, a shockwave goes through the air, and the impact sends a sharp pain through Clair's bladder. She lets out a yelp, and clenches her legs tightly together. She can't lose control now, not with the battle almost over, but she has never had to pee this badly in her entire life. No matter how hard she may try to fight it, there's nothing that she can do to stop it, not once she has actually lost control. She has always been too stubborn, and it has never done her any favors, not like this. Clair feels a warm trickle in her underwear, and then, all at once, the floodgates open. She can't help crying out as her bladder gives way, the warmth spreading all over her, and growing larger, and she can only stand there helplessly as she wets herself in the middle of the battle, right there in front of Lance and everyone else. As she finishes peeing, and looks around in a daze, she is horrified by the sight of her opponent, smirking and crossing his arms. One last move is all it takes to bring her Pokemon down, signalling her defeat. "So, you were distracted after all, and I'm afraid it cost you," he says. "It was a close battle, but...in the end, I was just the better trainer." Clair is too ashamed to argue with him, too humiliated by her own defeat and the weakness of her own bladder, and too upset to even care about the fact that he is being so smug, when she has once again lost. But this defeat is something far greater, far worse, than any that she has suffered before. ~X~ Kris can tell for some time when Clair is on the verge of losing control, just because of how uncomfortable she suddenly becomes, tossing and turning, and groaning in her sleep. The look on her face is one of absolute distress, yet she does nothing to try and make holding it easier on herself. Whatever she is dreaming about right now, it must be pretty intense to carry that much over into her fictional actions, and she must really not want to show her desperation in that dream. As for Kris, her own desperation is getting to a nearly critical point, but her arousal still manages to take centers stage in everything that she witnesses. When Clair starts to wet herself, Kris whimpers, pushed closer to the edge by the sight of it. All the while, Clair seems so conflicted, her relief not enough to combat whatever humiliation she is coping with in her dream. It would almost be enough to make Kris feel bad, but since no real harm is being done, and since it feels too good to worry about, she is able to let it go and just enjoy herself. There are still two girls who haven’t wet yet, but Lyra and Jasmine are both pretty squirmy, so Kris knows that it will not be long now before she gets to enjoy the show from the two of them as well. And then, she can finally let go of what she’s been holding back. ~X~ Lyra knows that she needs to get up and go pee, but she doesn’t want to. She isn’t sure why she doesn’t want to, but the idea of just sitting here and letting the pressure continue to build up in her bladder feels oddly appealing to her. Since she is all alone right now, it doesn’t seem like a problem to delay things for a little bit, just to see what happens, and try and figure out what these new feelings mean to her. It’s the first time that she’s ever thought something like this feels good, but somehow, it feels almost natural to her, and she doesn’t stress too much about it. It seems like the fact that she’s alone right now is enough to allow her to excuse just about anything. Each throb from her bladder makes her gasp out a little bit, a heat growing between her legs. It is not as if she has never been turned on before. She is no stranger to the feeling of arousal, but, all the same, that doesn’t make it make any more sense to her, when she never thought she could get this turned on, just by holding in her pee. She is sure that there must be something weird about that, maybe even something wrong with it, but that only seems to contribute to her excitement. No matter what, there is no getting around the fact that she really enjoys holding her bladder. She likes it so much, in fact, that she isn't sure she can go on like this, not without having an accident. She needs to go pee badly, but, even so, the fact that she could lose control at any time is part of what is driving her so wild. There's a lot more than she wants to admit to, when it comes to this new pleasure, and her curiosity and excitement continue to grow. Her bladder is throbbing harder now, and her arousal continues to grow, until it is the only thing that she can think about. Lyra is not sure if she really wants to wet herself, when she knows that she will be left with a mess to deal with, and that it's not something that she's supposed to do, but all the same part of her that wants that continues to win out. At the very least, she is going to keep holding it until she reaches her limit. There's no reason why she should let herself give in now, not when she is finally starting to understand her own desires, and how they can be satisfied. Her thighs are pressed tight together, and she shifts from side to side, as she continues to squirm and writhe, desperate for some sort of relief. But the relief she needs does not come, and that leaves her completely helpless, her desperation mounting. Finally, her body betrays her, and she feels the first spurt escape. It is a strange sensation, unlike anything that she has ever felt before. Her first instinct is to try and fight back against it, but her efforts only result in her losing more control, until it is completely impossible to hold back. The warmth spreads, and she gasps out, as her clothes become drenched in her urine, and it spreads across her bed, making a huge mess. But there is nothing that she can do to stop it now, and, if anything, the fact that she is powerless, completely unable to fight back against her need, just turns her on all the more. Soon, she is panting and gasping, her hips bucking forward, and she cries out, her orgasm catching her by surprise. As soon as she has come down from that high, however, she is filled with shame, her cheeks flushing bright red as she realizes just what has happened. Lyra has no idea what to do about any of this, but at the very least, she is glad for the pleasure that she got to feel, at the very least. ~X~ Lyra is a lot more obvious about her need than Clair, so whatever she is dreaming about, it seems that she has no trouble in showing just how badly she needs to pee. In fact, she doesn’t even seem concerned by it, seeming a little excited as she continues to fight it. Kris is, of course, captivated by the sight, getting all the more turned on by the hint that Lyra might be into this as well. At the very least, she is excited by it in her sleep, which is more than enough to excite Kris. The absolute best part is when Lyra does finally wet herself, and begins jerking her hips as she whimpers and moans. It takes all Kris has not to give in then and there, when she realizes that Lyra might have actually come from this. But there’s still one more girl left to go. ~X~ Jasmine’s turn is coming up onstage, and she wishes that she were anywhere else but here. Every contest, she’s managed to avoid something like this, but now, at the worst possible moment, she has to pee, worse than she ever has before. While she waits backstage, she shifts her weight from foot to foot. She does not have time to go find a bathroom before she will likely get called out on stage, which means that she just has to keep holding it, and try not to call attention to the fact that she has to pee. That is easier said than done, as the throbbing in her bladder only continues to grow with time, as she struggles to put it out of her mind. The last thing she needs is to get worked up about something like this, not when she is already nervous. That will only make her need to pee even worse, and will lead to a disaster that she won't be able to recover from. And, with that, the time has come for her to go on. Jasmine steps onto the stage, and does her best to act as natural as possible. It isn't like her to be nervous in front of people, but there is no helping the fact that her nerves have gotten the best of her tonight. She wants to make it through this without incident, but simply stepping onstage increases her nerves so much that she nearly whimpers from the pang that comes from her bladder. She fights her need, and tries not to focus on that too much. It is just another thing to worry about, when there are already so many things that are weighing her down. Jasmine has to do her best not to show her desperation, and just get through the night, so that she can get off this stage. She can't slack off on her performance either, not when she has been practicing so hard. Even though she can barely make out the faces of the judges, and can't see any of the people in the audience, she wants to impress them all. At least most of her performance depends on her Pokemon, but she feels a panic when she remembers that her entire performance is meant to focus on water tonight. Even though she has never done a performance like that before, and prefers to show off her typical team during a contest, tonight, for some reason, she is going to display fancy water moves. It would have been fine if she didn't have to pee, but now, every time she has to call a move, and the Pokemon use their water based moves, a jolt runs through her. Jasmine is forced to stand there, doing her best to hold it all back, and pretend that everything is okay, and that the pain and pleasure coursing through her are not as distracting as they are. All the while, the pressure builds and grows, and her desperation only worsens, and the longer she has to stand there, the more hopeless the situation seems. But there is nothing she can do but hold on. If only there was a bathroom in the backstage area, and if only she could sneak back there, just long enough to relieve herself. Then, she wouldn't have to worry so much about losing control, and could put all of her attention into her performance, and impressing the judges. But the only bathroom is out in the lobby, and the only way she's getting there is if she holds it until the end of the contest. The only silver lining is the fact that her Pokemon are able to take center stage. Even though they can't read her mind, they can tell how anxious she is, and are able to work together with her to make the performance the best that they can, all while she continues to suffer. It feels like they are doing a perfect job, a dream performance, and Jasmine knows that if she can just hold it, she will probably win this. But that doesn't mean that she is not going to lose control, and soon, she fears that she will not have any choice but to piss herself. As Jasmine continues to shift her weight, and cross and uncross her legs, and the desperation becomes so intense that she is certain that she will catch attention doing this soon enough. But, thankfully, the judges seem impressed by what they see, and when she is done, the applause is loud and thunderous. The contest is over, and she has managed to get through it, barely holding on. Now, the only thing left to do is sneak offstage and to the lobby, and pray that she can make it. But just as Jasmine tries to make her escape, a hand falls on her shoulder, and the coordinator next to her says, "You were really great out there!" She feels almost like she recognizes this person, but can't quite place them. She nods and thanks them, but then their eyes widen and they ask, "Jasmine, what are you doing?" In a panic, she realizes all at once that there's a wet warmth between her legs. Standing right there onstage, in front of everyone, Jasmine begins to wet herself. Her body shudders as she lets out a sigh of relief, and then, all at once, it is done. She is utterly humiliated as her bladder empties, taking away all focus from the awards, and she can't believe how much worse this is, knowing that she's been seen by so many people. She can't help whimpering as the wetness spreads, and the audience murmurs among themselves, wondering if they really just saw that happen. But no one speaks up, no one tells her that it wasn't real, and it is the most horrible, shameful thing that Jasmine has ever had to go through. Her nightmare continues, the humiliation never seeming to end... ~X~ Finally, Kris watches as Jasmine loses control of her bladder as she wets herself in her dream. The last girl at the sleepover has lost control, which means that Kris is at her limit as well. After touching herself for so long, she is too aroused at the sight of all the bed wetting, she can't hold herself back. Kris has been waiting for this, and, as soon as she gives in, the pleasure is overwhelming. She moans out, giving in and letting herself pee as well, soaking her pajamas, and the sheets around her. Just like in her fantasy, it is the best orgasm that she has ever had, and the fact that she is getting to have it with all her these gorgeous girls, after getting to watch them all wet themselves, just makes it that much better. Needless to say, she is left overwhelmed by her bliss, and it takes her a moment to recover from that. Still, she knows that she has to, because she needs to get everything cleaned up. She has managed to capture plenty of footage of everything that has happened tonight, but she needs to turn her camera off and hide it quickly. Then, she needs to hurry and get back into position, right where she wet herself as well, so that she can pretend to wake up when the rest of them do. She is lucky that the sleeping powder manages to hold out for as long as she needs it to. Kris is already able to settle in and get comfortable, all evidence thoroughly cleared away, able to practice her embarrassment for when she wakes up, and pretends that she is every bit as surprised by this as the rest of them are sure to be. There are varying degrees of relief as each one of them steadily realizes that their dream scenarios were, in fact, dreams. Still, any relief that any of them may have felt is short lived, because it does not take long for the realization to dawn on all of the guests of Kris that they have wet the bed, and that’s very visible. Kris plays along, staring at her soaked pajamas in shock, before she looks up at the other, pretending to be just as surprised when she “realizes” that she is not the only one soaking wet right now. All over again, she can feel herself getting excited, so she hopes that she can hide this arousal, while continuing to keep up her act of embarrassed confusion.
  8. A/N: This was a commission! Skyla wishes that she had thought this through a little bit better. She wishes that she had thought to take a break when she had the chance, and she wishes that she were not too shy to bring it up right now. Spending the day with Elesa and Scottie sounded like such a great idea, since the three of them always have so much fun together, and of course she wanted to wear her fancy new dress out, since they would be training a bit as well, and she wanted to show off her bond with Tornadus. But now, they are out so far, and there is no bathroom in sight, and she really has to pee, and is unsure what she can do about that. Being out in the wild usually is not that much of a problem for a trainer, because one has to be accustomed to relieving themselves outside in order to manage a journey. However, Skyla has never really had to worry about something like that when she is around people, let alone two people that she admires quite a bit, and does not want to talk about something so embarrassing with. If either one of them were to bring up a bathroom break, it would be another matter entirely, but neither of them seem to be bothered at all, and that means that she is on her own, until she is able to admit her problem. Not only that, but she doesn’t think her dress would be too good for squatting in a bush, when she really thinks about it. Still, she might be willing to try if she knew that one of the other two were taking a break, because then they could all give each other some privacy, and then she could try and figure it out, to see if she can actually handle doing this. With how full her bladder is right now, she would be willing to do just about anything, to try just about anything, to empty it. Except call attention to how full she is, because that just feels like too much, way too embarrassing for her to try. Even knowing that neither of them would make fun of her for it, she still can’t bring herself to actually do it. She can keep holding it a little bit longer, just a little while longer now, until one of them brings up a need of their own, or until they are somewhere near a bathroom. It’s just that they came out here pretty far, and even now that they have started heading back, it still seems like it is going to be a long time before Skyla can get any relief… Each step is full of complete discomfort for her, and she tries not to let that show on her face, not wanting either of them to be able to guess that there is something wrong with her, no matter how miserable she may actually be in the moment. It helps that they are both a bit distracted right now, making it easier for her to hide the fact that she is getting so desperate she can hardly handle it, even though, in her mind, Skyla is starting to panic right now. She is panicking because she keeps leaking. Every time, she manages to stop it from turning into something more, but that does not change the fact that she keeps leaking, little spurts of urine soaking into her panties, making them damper by the moment, and she knows that she can’t last much longer. Eventually, she is not going to be able to stop it from becoming worse, and then, she does not know what she is going to do, and the more nervous she gets about it, the harder it is to keep holding on. It is her nerves that are her undoing, and when she feels a stronger leak slip by, she panics so much that she forgets herself, and shoves a hand between her legs, just to try and stop this from getting any worse, pushing her dress into her crotch as she tries her best to hold it. Which, of course, is enough to catch the attention of the other two, who both stop, to ask her if she is okay, but neither are able to even finish their question before they realize just how not okay Skyla is. Despite all of her efforts, she can’t stop it from happening, and so, Skyla wets herself in front of both Elesa and Scottie. Her face is a bright shade of red as it all comes rushing out of her, her panties drenched and a large wet spot forming on the front of her dress, all because she reflexively held it close to her, and now there will be no chance of her hiding what has happened, not that it even matters , because the two people that she cares most about have already seen her like this, and she can’t imagine anything more humiliating than that. It only makes sense that she starts to cry, tears welling up in her eyes, as her bladder continues to empty, so full that it feels like it will never stop. That is when both Scottie and Elesa finally snap out of their shock at what is happening to her. As for Scottie, he is a bit confused about how this is making him feel; the pity that he feels for Skyla makes enough sense, but the fact that he feels a bit turned on at the same time does not make a bit of sense to him. Elesa is able to bury similar feelings, having a better handle on herself, so that she can try and think of some sort of way to cheer Skyla up, not wanting her dear friend to take this so hard. When it comes to her, she says, “Hey, Skyla, we’ll help you get cleaned up, okay? There’s no need to… Sobble about it.” Despite herself, Skyla laughs.
  9. From the album: Furry Omorashi

    When you're only about 2 feet tall, you can wind up in all kinds of places you very likely shouldn't. Unfortunately, this 'Lu seems to have done exactly that; Luckily that shiny suit of his prevents any outside harm in this predicament, but it's smooth surface does little for getting outta his bindings, nor does it help with any... Internal pressures either >u>
  10. A/N: Wrote this as a commission a while back, in which Kukui has forgotten an important feature in the newly created Pokemon league- bathrooms for him and the rest of the elite four. Kukui thought of a lot of things, when it came to perfecting the Pokemon League in Alola. It was a dream that he was really happy to get off the ground, but there are a few things that slipped his mind, while planning it out. Namely, his grand vision turned out to not involve bathrooms at all. It isn’t that he never intended to allow the members of the Elite Four to relieve themselves while on sight, he just genuinely did not think about it. Any time that he pictured something as amazing as what he wanted out of the Pokemon League, going to the bathroom was just too mundane to even be considered. Unfortunately, that means that today, while they face off against their first challengers, there is nothing that can be done about it. There will be construction done immediately, the building closing down almost as soon as it opens, but for right now, Kukui has told them to just endure it, until they Hau and Moon have finished the last leg of their journey and left the building. This almost sounds like a reasonable request at first, but it does not take long before it becomes clear just how long they are going to be stuck here, and how none of them knew this would happen, so they wouldn’t have known to go to the bathroom right before coming up the mountain. Now, they just have to endure it, and hope that it goes by quickly enough that they can survive his. Kahili is definitely not happy about that. She had to fly out here pretty close to the wire, having just finished a golf interview, and no time for a break before hustling out here. If she had known that she would have had to keep waiting for the bathroom after getting here, she probably would have risked being late to go for one last pee before getting stuck here. Now, she has to try not to think about the way she feels, about the way that she would give just about anything to be down the mountain at the nearest Pokemon Center. But she can definitely last as long as this takes. Sure, it might be a bit uncomfortable, but that does not mean that she can’t handle it. She can handle anything, telling herself again and again that she is nowhere near her limit just yet, just because she already feels the need to pee. All she has to do is survive two battles, and then her role in this will be done. Of course, she’s supposed to congratulate the new champion, should either Hau or Moon make it to the end, but she is sure that part will not take too terribly long, after all is said and done. She is confident in herself, because this is hardly the first time she has had to push herself a bit. It all comes with the territory of having such a busy schedule, so she is going to be just fine. ~X~ Molayne is more than a little agitated with his friend right about now. Kukui can be so impulsive, so thoughtless, at times, and this is definitely one of those times. He was the one to actually bring the problem to his attention, because the clueless man was really going to make it all the way to the opening ceremony to realize that there are no bathrooms present, despite being all the way up the mountain, and a place that he expects people to be able to work. What’s worse is that the only reason Molayne even brought it up is because he needs to go. Kukui had wanted his help with setting up some last minute things, so he has already been here for a while, and had asked where the bathroom was, before he went to his particular battle room. That was the moment that Kukui realized his mistake, but of course, it was already time for everyone to take their places, so Molayne was already out of luck. Now, he stands around, jiggling one of his legs to try and make this a little bit easier to endure. He can’t believe that he is actually stuck in a situation like this, fighting against his own need to pee, while he has to worry about battling two young trainers. All because Kukui had his head in the clouds again, thinking this project through like an excited child, rather than from the perspective that this is something serious, and has to be thought through from all important angles. Really, he should have just told the kids to forget it today, and canceled the whole thing, but he wants this to be special, wants them to reach the end of their journey, an ending that never used to be possible for the people of Alola. By his logic, he can’t just cancel the big day because the Elite Four has nowhere to use the bathroom, because that would ruin the magic that he has worked so hard to create. Molayne could probably walk out on him for that, and no one would really blame him, but he doesn’t. Kukui is still an old friend of his, and he wouldn’t turn his back on him now, even if his bladder is uncomfortably full, and he has no idea how long he has to endure that. He is sure that he will be just fine, and that he would be able to tell when things were getting too bad, and figure something out, should that happen. Right now, he just wants to be present for his best friend’s big day, and do his part to show how honored he is that he was allowed to take part in such an important occasion. His position is not one to take lightly, and so, he pushes thoughts of needing to pee out of his mind as he prepares to face his two challengers. ~X~ Kahili and Molayne are not the only ones struggling today. Olivia was in quite the hurry when she left home this morning, terrified that she was going to end up being late. She wants to make sure that she makes a good impression, considering how much of an honor it is that she was offered a position like this. Though it makes sense, with her being one of the kahunas, she is the only kahuna that will actually hold a position in the Elite Four, so she has to make sure that she gives the rest of the kahunas a good name while she is here. Which means that, when she oversleeps, she has to hurry to get ready, always wanting to make sure that she looks her best, and she does not have time to visit the bathroom before she heads out. It is only on her way that she realizes that that was a bad idea, but she tells herself that it will be fine, since she can just go when she gets to the Pokemon League. Which is when she finds out how much of an idiot Kukui actually is, and that there is no bathroom here for her to use, nothing for her to do but wait until the day is done, so that she can hurry out of here and hope that she makes it in time. That definitely does not sound ideal to her, but she knows that there is not much else that she can do. And so, she is left tapping her foot as she waits for challengers, wishing so desperately that she would be able to get out of here quickly. Each challenger has to do five battles total, and that is going to take a while, but at least most of the time, the battles will be happening at around the same time. It will feel more like six battles than ten, but even so, that is a long time for her to have to wait before she can go to the bathroom. But it will take her time to get off the mountain and back up, and in that time, if one of the challengers comes to her room to find that she is gone, that is definitely not going to look good on her, or the rest of the kahunas. She has to be a professional about this, and that means holding it in for as long as she needs to. Oh, if only someone had noticed Kukui’s very obvious design flaws before it was time for the grand opening! An event that he wants to be so perfect that he refuses to shut things down, even with the facilities being the way that they are. Things are not going well, but she bites her lip hard, and tries to push that sort of thinking out her mind. One way or another, she is going to get through this without a problem, because she is strong, she is a kahuna, and she is a member of the Elite Four. ~X~ Acerola is seriously doubting herself right now. She thought she would be able to hold it until the end, but with Hau continuously using his Primarina to battle against her, she is not so sure about this anymore. It hurts so much, every time any sort of water move is used, and to make matters worse, she has to act completely natural, in the hopes that he does not pick up on the fact that she is bursting to pee right now. If only she hadn’t brought a drink with her, wanting to make sure that she was well-hydrated for her battles. She found out too late that there was no bathroom, whereas, if she had known ahead of time, she definitely would have been careful about how much liquid she had to consume. Now, she is struggling and distracted, and Hau is able to make quick work of her as a result. By the end, she is honestly just glad for this to be over, so that she can give him her blessing to continue on, sending him and his pesky Primarina on their way. With how bad things have gotten, she is not sure how she is going to make it through the next battle, and so, she has to hope that Moon is not bringing any Water type Pokemon with her for this battle. Otherwise, things are going to get even worse for Acerola. But if no water is involved in the battle, then she might be able to survive this after all. So, of course, Moon brings out a Golisopod first thing, and begins using water moves left and right, leaving Acerola on the verge of tears, all while she has to try and act like she is just fine, fighting the urge to cross her legs, to rub her thighs together, or even to jam a hand between her legs. Whenever she can get away with squirming or fidgeting, she does, but she manages to keep her composure whenever she knows that Moon is looking at her. It feels impossible to keep up with, but eventually, she is able to breathe a little bit easier, as she faints Golisopod out, and Moon calls out her next Pokemon. Fortunately, no more water is used during this battle, but the damage from both battles has been done, both to her and the others that they have faced off against so far. No one is able to make it through a battle without having to deal with some from of torture, and by the time Acerola has been defeated by Moon, she would do anything to be able to leave. But she and the others have to congratulate Hau after he defeats Kukui, and then the four of them have to wait for Moon to battle against Hau, to determine who the champion will be, at the end of it all. Then, there will potentially be another champion crowned today, and then it will all be over. ~X~ Moon is named the new champion. The announcement is made that she defeated her rival and claimed the title for herself, so now, the four of them have to go and endure that little ceremony all over again, but then, they can leave. After all this time, they can finally leave, and it will all be over. The building will close for the necessary renovations, and they will never have to worry about there being no bathrooms here again, will never have to worry about trying to hold it all day long, when none of them were ever prepared for something like that. Standing around and waiting, Kahili can feel herself getting more agitated. She does not remember it taking this long when Hau was named champion earlier in the day, but with Moon, it feels like it is taking a million years, and she just does not know how much more of that she can take. Her bladder is killing her, and she can tell that the other three are not doing too great either, just squirming and shifting around. Probably everyone can tell that they are all bursting, and it makes it that much more frustrating that they are all stuck in this situation to begin with. It is Molayne who loses control first. It happens so suddenly that Kahili does not even realize that it is happening until it is nearly over. She was not expecting to see one of the others wet themselves like that. Though she knows that is what happens when one holds it for too long, she just did not think that any of them would actually be pushed to that point, and as she watches him soak his pants, unable to look away until all is said and done, she realizes that it could happen to any of them. It could happen to her . She is determined not to let that be the case. It is obvious that the others are shocked, but Molayne stands right where he is, making it clear that he is going to act as if this did not happen, and see the rest of the ceremony through. If that is the case, then that is what they are all going to do, and they are respectful, ignoring him for the time being. The peace does not last long. Acerola gasps out, her hands darting between her legs, and as she holds herself, grinding her hands into her crotch and squirming about, it is clear that she is not going to last long enough to make it out of this. And so she loses it, wetting herself there for all to see, half of the Elite Four felled by the lack of bathrooms. Kahili tries to look away, but she keeps looking back, even though the whole scene, sound and all, is like torture to her. In the end, Acerola ends up with a very obvious wet spot on the front of her dress, where she had held herself and pushed it against her crotch, not thinking of the damage that would do at the time. Just the same as Molayne, she has an obvious puddle at her feet, and just the same as Molayne, they all try to ignore it, and just act like it has not happened. Kahili isn’t sure if the kids have been clued in on as to why this is happening, but either way, Kukui knows, and he knows that it is his own fault. Olivia can’t stand still, and the tapping of her high heels is quite distracting, though it is not nearly as distracting as the way she groans when she realizes that she is not going to be able to hold it anymore. Kahili was not all that surprised over Acerola, but she had really thought that, if anyone could make it besides her, that it would be Olivia. Instead, she is at the end of her rope, and unable to hold it a second long. This time, Kahili succeeds in not staring while it happens, but she can still hear it as Olivia forms her own puddle, and once things have gone silent, she can’t resist stealing a glance. Olivia’s shorts have a large wet spot on them, and there are still streams of piss running down her perfect, long legs. But she keeps a straight face, trying to appear as strong as ever, just as the others have. At the very least, they are not letting it show if it bothers them. Kahili does try to be the only one who does not wet herself, but in the end, she has her limits, and seeing everyone else lose it has only made things that much worse for her. Now, she can’t hold back at all, and with her bladder this full, it is a wonder that she did not lose it much sooner. With her legs tightly crossed, in a last attempt to make it easier on her, she finally loses that battle, just the same as she did her battles against both Hau and Moon, but this one feels like much greater of a loss. Sighing, she does not fight it as it starts gushing out of her, letting it all out and letting it splatter the floor just as the others did. She manages to lift her skirt, to try and minimize damage, but her socks and shoes still end up soaked, unable to be spared on such short notice. As soon as she is completely empty, feeling worlds better but also quite embarrassed and disappointed in herself, she lets her skirt fall back down to cover her wet panties, hoping that they aren’t so soaked that they end up getting her skirt wet anyway. But, then again, she supposes that it does not matter. Their day is finally over, and they will never end up like this again, nor will any of them ever share what happened here today. Rather than acknowledging it, it just becomes an unspoken agreement that this will never be brought up again. Next time they come here, they will at least not have to worry about this ever again.
  11. A/N: Y'all heard of hanahaki disease? This is like that but for piss. If you're in unrequited love, you can't pee until you're feelings are accepted. Akari has feelings for Volo, post game, and has to deal with that. Story trails off because of the sexual content at the end, but if you'd like to read it in its entirety, https://archiveofourown.org/works/41642847 Akari can’t pee. This has to be the most embarrassing problem that she has ever had, and it takes her some time to figure out that that’s what’s going on here at all. At first, she does not even pay attention to the fact that she needs to pee, because she is all too used to pushing her needs aside in favor of her work with the Survey Corps, and right now is no different. Though being brought to the strange land of Hisui was a lot for her to get used to in the beginning, she has made a home for herself here, and is happier now than she has ever been. She does not feel like all that much to go “back home” to, so she considers this her home now, and is happy with her friends and her job, and especially her Pokemon. She has even fallen in love, though that is not the most positive experience, so she prefers not to think about it all that much. Still, things are otherwise going very well for her, up until the moment that she realizes that she can’t pee. After ignoring her need for a bit, she finds that she is nearly bursting, and wants to take care of that as quickly as possible. Normally, when she has to go this badly, she can just barely get her pants down as she sits, but that isn’t the case today. In fact, nothing happens at all, and no matter how hard she tries, she can’t get anything to happen. At last, she realizes: she can’t pee. Which is immediate cause for alarm, because she hasn’t heard about something like this often, but any time she has, it’s always been a sign of a pretty serious medical problem. She knows that she needs to do something about it immediately, but that isn’t exactly the sort of thing she wants to have to discuss with anyone, even a professional. This is going to be way too embarrassing, but she has to do what she has to do. The trip back to Jubilife is agony, made even worse by the knowledge that she tried to relieve herself so that she wouldn’t end up in this sort of situation. She has to do her best to avoid alerting anyone else to her predicament, because the last thing she wants to do is have to explain it to anyone beyond who she absolutely has to. Fortunately, she is able to get back without anyone commenting on the situation, so she can only hope that that means she passed under their radar, and not that they could totally tell, but didn’t want to be rude and ask her why she wouldn’t just ask to stop for a minute so that she could empty her bladder. The hardest part by far is explaining it to Pesselle, made even more difficult by the fact that she can no longer stop squirming the whole time that she sits there. She can feel her face burning in embarrassment as she tries so hard to not think about how humiliating the whole situation is, reminding herself that it is necessary for her health, that it isn’t something that she can afford to just wait around on. If only her bladder weren’t throbbing so hard, making it difficult for her to think about anything other than how bad all of this is. When she has finished explaining things, she can see a troubled expression on Pesselle’s face. Biting her lip, she asks, “So, is there anything that you can do for me?” “Oh, dear,” Pesselle murmurs, looking that much more concerned. “You don’t know what’s going on here, do you?” “No? That’s why I came to you…” “I wonder if this condition doesn’t exist in your world. It’s already such a rare one in hours, but…” She trails off, but Akari does not like the sound of that, not in the slightest. “It’s rare? Does that mean that there’s no cure?” she asks. If she isn’t careful, she might start to panic, and she doesn’t need that right now. Still, if there is nothing that can be done about this, then she could really be in serious trouble right now, and honestly, dying of an overly full bladder sounds like a very terrible way to go, all things considered. “There is a way to cure it, but it’s not something that I can do for you. Maybe you’d understand a bit better if I explained what this condition is…” As Pesselle launches into an explanation, Akari realizes exactly why she has never heard of something like this before. There’s no way that this exists in her own world, because it sounds completely made up to begin with. But she knows that Pesselle would not be the sort to make a joke like this, especially not over something so serious, which means that this has to be real. It just still seems completely impossible. What Pesselle explains about this rare disease is that it happens sometimes, when someone falls in what could be unrequited love. It doesn’t effect everyone, but it turns out that Akari must be one of the unlucky few, unless, by some chance, she’s certain that she has not fallen in love with anyone. But she knows that isn’t true, because she knows exactly who it is that she has fallen in love with, and knows that it is definitely unrequited, which only makes what Pesselle says next even worse. “The only cure is that you have to confess to them, and they have to accept and return your feelings, and genuinely, as well,” Pesselle explains. “Otherwise, if you choose to keep quiet or they reject you, or lie just to try and save you…the condition will continue to worsen, until…” She does not finish her sentence, but she does not have to. Akari already knows just how hopeless her situation is, from the moment that she hears what it is that she will have to do. If she is going to make it out of this alive, she has to confess to him, and he has to return her feelings, which seemed impossible before she found out he was basically an insane cultist and then proved herself to be more worthy in the eyes of his god, or whatever. (Seriously, she understands the important of Arceus, and is quite grateful that she was brought to this world, but for the most part, it has been just like having another big Pokemon on her team. Maybe she’s being disrespectful, but she’s at least being honest.) The point is, there is no way that Volo is really going to feel anything positive towards her anymore, let alone love. She never really thought that she had a chance with him before all of that, and after the fact, she isn’t even sure why she still has feelings for him at all, when that should have been enough to make her fall out of love with him. Instead, she is still so in love with him that she is about to die for him, all because she can’t pee. Seriously, how did she ever end up in a situation this complicated? There is not much else for her to discuss with Pesselle, before she goes on her way. Pesselle told her that she should at least consider confessing, even if she thinks that she might get rejected, because it is worth it to try, if it’s for her own life. Akari knows that she’s right, but she’s definitely not looking forward to what is actually going to happen with Volo when she goes for the confession. It would be humiliating enough to tell him how she feels, without adding the fact that she is going to be obviously bursting to pee the whole time. In a way, it almost feels like it would be better to just accept her fate now and try and make herself as comfortable as possible until the end comes, but she decides to at least try, on that off chance that he might not have hated her as much as it seemed like he did. She sets out to looking for him, glad that he still works with the guild, so that she has some connection to him. Within the day, she is able to set up a meeting with him, but she can tell right away that he does not seem all that happy to see her. It’s true that the last time that they actually spent any time together, things ended on a pretty bad note, which is what makes this whole confession thing such a terrible idea. Akari winces as she prepares herself, but already, she can see him watching her every movement, and try as she might, she can’t exactly make her desperate need to pee all that subtle. Things have already gone on much too long, so she can’t stand still for very long at all. “Did you have to rush here?” he asks her. “Because it seems like you’re not ready for a conversation just yet!” Right now, he still has that friendly salesman facade up, even though he knows by now that he does not have to worry about keeping it. She hates the fact that she fell in love with this side of him, but fell even harder for the much worse side to him, his true self, who definitely hates her after what she did, even if he was kind of going off like a stereotypical villain, and even if he tried to kill her. Why does she love him so much? “I’m going to have to talk to you now,” she replies, cheeks heating up. Even saying that, she feels like she is making it obvious what she is about to say, provided he knows about this allegedly rare disease that Pesselle told her about. Come to think of it, Pesselle never told her if knowledge of it was as rare as the disease itself, or if everyone knows about it, and secretly prays that it doesn’t happen to them whenever they fall in love. She’s not even from this world or this time, so why the hell did she have to get stuck with something that wouldn’t even exist if she got a crush back home? Unless it’s the same situation, with it being rare knowledge, or something like that…Akari has no idea, but she’s not in the medical field and has no plans to be, so there is really no point in thinking about that at all. Especially not right now, when she has something far more important to focus on. “Alright, then what is it?” Volo asks, sounding a bit less chipper this time. He is shifting more into himself, which is good; she needs him to be completely honest with her right now. This is her only chance, and even if he rejects her, she needs him to do that, instead of putting on a friendly face to lie and say that he cares about her, while her condition continues to worsen. Which almost sounds like something that he might do, just to toy with her. “Well, ever since I met you, I…” Akari has practiced a lot, but right now, nothing that she wants to say actually sounds right to her. He needs to know just how she feels, but trying to explain the process in which she fell in love with a facade first, and then the real him for some stupid reason, feels impossible in the moment, with him looking at her, and while she is squirming back and forth, making it more and more obvious that she has never had to pee this badly in all of her life. “You…?” he asks, definitely teasing her. The bastard knows what she is going to say, but of course he isn’t going to make it any easier on her. He has no reason to, not when he probably does not care about her in the slightest. This is all so stupid, and the pain in her bladder only adds to her frustration. Frustration so intense that it is turning to pure desperation, as she struggles so hard to keep it together, just for a little bit longer. “I’ve always been fascinated by you,” she says, cringing a bit both from how the words sound out loud and from a sharp pang from her bladder, demanding relief. “Traveling and seeing you all over, battling you, getting to know you…every side of you…I still can’t say for sure what it is that brought me to that point but…Volo, I’m…I’m in love with you.” As soon as she says it, she almost wishes that she hadn’t. The look on his face is one that is impossible to completely read, but he manages to look amused and pissed off all at the same time, with something else there that she can’t quite identify. Confessing to him was more than likely the worst idea she could have had, but since Pesselle told her it was her only chance, she took it. Maybe death would have been preferable to the humiliation she’s about to suffer when he rejects her so absolutely. “Isn’t that cute?” he finally says. “I guess that makes sense, then. I mean, you do look like you’re about to burst. Is that really all because of me?” Now, she knows that her face must be a bright shade of red, as he teases her for her crush. She should have known this is what he would choose to do. Rejecting her is all fine and good when it comes to getting back at her, but he took it all quite personally, so of course he would want to make his revenge as cruel as he possibly could. Of course, he would want to ruin her in the process, and make her miserable before she dies from her own love for him. Why does knowing he’s that sort of person, knowing that he’s that petty when it comes to revenge, make her love him all the more? Akari is in love with all the nastiest parts of Volo, so in love that her body is ready to give up living if he doesn’t feel the same way, and she will likely never know why it is that she’s like this. “Obviously,” she mumbles, trying not to let him get to her. He can see how hard she’s blushing either way, so she’s not sure how much good that will do, but she’ll be damned if she’s going to make it easy for him. “Way too full, honestly,” he says, and to her surprise, he actually reaches out to poke at her lower stomach, which has started to bulge quite a bit from how overfull and strained her bladder is. That like poke feels like absolute agony to Akari, who lets out a yelp of surprise and pain. “Please!” she cries, before managing to calm herself down enough to speak properly. “Please, don’t do that. Whatever if you want to tease me about my feelings, but please…it already hurts enough without you doing something like that to me.” “Who said I was teasing you about your feelings?” he asks, but he isn’t even able to let the question hang in the air before he concedes. “Alright, I definitely have been. But you don’t have to seem so angry about it.” “You know exactly why I might be a little bit frustrated with the situation. It’s already all bad enough without having you mock me for it as well. Alright? I get it, I fell in love with someone who would never love me back, and now I’m going to die from it, because I can’t pee, I get why it’s so funny to you! But it’s not funny to me at all, so can you just let me leave with even a little bit of dignity?” At her words, Volo actually manages to look surprised. “Akari, what are you talking about? Why do you think you’re doing to die over this?” “That’s a really tasteless thing to try to trick me over, and I’m not going to fall for it,” she replies, getting tired of his bullshit. Is this seriously the guy that she’s this in love with? She’s really going to die because she happened to fall in love with an asshole like Volo? “Pesselle already told me what would happen, and I’d trust her more than you right now. For obvious reasons.” “You’re only going to die if you’re feelings aren’t returned, is all I’m saying.” Wait a minute… “Don’t even start with that,” she mumbles, the fight going right out of her. It is pathetic, how close she came to falling for this little trick, but there is no way that she’s going to let herself believe him when it’s obvious that he does not mean it. After all, if he did, then she would be able to pee right now, which might not be ideal for her, but at the very least, she would be free of all of this. But since she can’t, she knows that he is lying to her. “It’s not funny, you can’t try to tease me with that either. I can tell if you fake a confession, it’d be too obvious.” “That wasn’t a confession, though, was it? All I did was state a fact,” he says. “The only reason that you haven’t wet yourself yet is because I haven’t said those three words just yet. Until I actually come out and say that I feel a certain way about you, then you’ll still be trapped in your own little hell.” He’s lying to her still, she just knows it. There’s no way that he actually loves her. If he did, then he wouldn’t tease her like this to try and make her suffer more, would he? …well, then again, considering who she is dealing with here, it wouldn’t be that much of a surprise. But after everything that the two of them have been through together, it is shocking enough that she still has feelings for him. It would be a little bit too unbelievable, if he also happened to be in love with her, despite using her and manipulating her, and overall treating her like the worst thorn he has ever happened to find in his side. “Stop trying to lie to me. Even if you did say those ‘three little words,’ we both know that it wouldn’t actually amount to anything. It would all turn out just the same, wouldn’t it?” She hates the part of her that, even as she asks the question, hopes that he might still try to prove her wrong. But that is exactly what he does, and this time, his face goes serious, his teasing expression fading away. “Believe me, I’m not happy about any of this. It’s pissed me off right from the start. Everything about you does, you know that?” He shakes his head. “And, to add insult to injury, after everything that you stole from me, I still had to turn around and fall…well, I’m not going to finish that sentence, because I’m sure that would count against me, but you can fill in the blanks, can’t you?” The look of cruelty in his eye has something else to it, something that she can’t quite place, but at the same time, she is starting to think that she knows exactly what it is. If he is really telling the truth, if he really did fall for her despite everything, just the same way that she couldn’t force herself to fall out of love with him, then it can only mean one thing. Well, it can also mean that they are a disaster waiting to happen, but for the most part, it means that she is saved after all. “Volo, do you really mean that?” she asks, sounding so pitiful, so hopeful. “I wouldn’t say all of that if I didn’t. Even I don’t want to tease you that much. Besides, there are better ways for me to tease you anyway.” Now, the smile returns to his face, that look of mischief back in his eyes. “Oh, no, please,” she tries to beg him, but she can already tell that he is not going to listen to her. “It’s just so much fun, watching you squirm like that, and I know as soon as I say it, the fun’s going to be all over,” he says, shrugging. “If I’m going to enjoy this, I might as well enjoy it for as long as I can. Don’t you think you can hold it for me for a little bit longer? Well, it’s not like you have much of a choice either way, so you might as well try.” “Volo, please.” How is she in love with such a sadistic man? And how is he able to taunt her like this, when he has already basically admitted to loving her back? “Just think of this as revenge, so that I’m completely freed from my grudge, if that makes it easier,” he says, shrugging. “Unless you’d rather think of it for what it really is.” “Which is?” she asks through grit teeth, squeezing her thighs together. Any longer like this, and she is going to have to start holding herself like a little girl. Way too humiliating, but that must be exactly the sort of thing that he is after. Of course, she does not realize to what extent, at least until he answers her question. “Seeing you like this turns me on, and I want to enjoy it as much as I can. You’re all swollen and bursting, and best of all, it’s all because of me. I can get you desperate whenever, and even if I could deal with the fact that you wouldn’t be this full, there’s no way that it would ever be because you’re that in love with me,” he says. His explanation is so simple, but it leaves Akari shocked, face going red all over again as she tries to process everything that he says. It does not matter how she pleads with him, it’s clear that he isn’t listening. Even when she resorts to tugging at his apron, nearly doubled over with her need, he does not budge. He really does enjoy her suffering, and like this, it is hard to tell if he really does return her feelings, and is just doing this to have his fun with her before setting her free, or if he is doing this to fuck with her a little bit more, to further his petty revenge as much as he possibly can. It doesn’t really matter what it is, because either way, Akari is stuck like this, forced to endure what he puts her through, and forced to face the fact that, despite her misery, despite how terrible all of this has been for her from the start, that the idea of him being turned on by her desperation actually turns her on a little bit as well. There is really no way for her to handle that sort of knowledge, especially not when she has to piss so badly that she can hardly think at all. “Please,” she whines, again and again as he continues to ignore her. “Please, no more…” For a while, it seems like he does not hear her at all, but just when she thinks that things could not get any more painful, just when she thinks that she could be at her very limit, he suddenly pulls his hand back form her stomach and shoves it between her legs instead, pushing her own hands out of the way, and he opens his mouth to speak. “I don’t know why, but for whatever reason, I’m in love with you as well, Akari.” Immediately, relief washes over her, as her bladder gives out. She does not have a chance to even try to get away from him before she begins pissing herself, not that he would probably give her the chance. It’s still a bit humiliating to do something like this in front of him, even if it was exactly what he wanted her to do, and even if he has admitted to being into it, but it also feels so good to finally go, after holding it in for so long, her body refusing to let her empty her bladder without what seemed like an impossible love confession. But it wasn’t impossible, and the contents of her bladder all come gushing out, soaking through her pants, soaking Volo’s hand, leaving her panting in her relief. It goes on for so long, due to just how much of it there was, and she has no idea just how long she is left pissing herself before her miserable, aching bladder is finally empty, still left cramping from how bad things were, from being stretched far beyond what it was meant to contain. Akari is finally empty, and she feels great. More than that, she has never been so horny in all her life, and she is sure that Volo must feel the same, all things considered. Which is why she pulls him in for a kiss right away, not caring a bit about what he might think, or even how wet she is right now. If he didn’t want something like this, he shouldn’t have teased her so much, or done everything in his power to make her feel this way. As soon as she is upon him, he is clinging to her as well, taking over their kiss and kissing her with quite the ferocity. He kisses her as if he has been starved for it, and she wonders just how long he has been pining for her as well, how long he has been caught up in the same unhealthy, irrational affection that has held her captive, and nearly done her in. They are going to be an absolute mess of a couple, even bigger than the mess that her overfull bladder just made, and yet she feels no desire to try and run from that. Instead, she wants to run headfirst into it, and take hold of these feelings now and forever. Neither one of them can hope to hold back, so they are lucky that they are somewhere secluded. Akari is lucky either way, considering the massive accident she’s just had, but she is especially lucky that there is nothing stopping Volo from peeling her wet pants off of her once he has pulled out of the kiss, or freeing his erection, or pushing her to the ground so that he is on top of her. “Now you’re all mine,” he says, “so I hope you’re ready for what that involves.”
  12. A very humiliating beach experience for Vaporeon. Thanks to AuroraMint for the art

    © Inkbunny.net

  13. From the album: Omotober 2023

    "This exam matters 90% of the grade...so no bathroom breaks until everyone is finished" Second day of the month and we have my girl Leslie in the middle of an exam...and even if she is close to finishing it...she can't concentrate because of her bladder...so she better pray that time ends quickly before she has an accident, enjoy! Pichu - Pokemon Company, GameFreak & Nintendo Omotober - Atavaniofficial Leslie & Draw - ME
  14. From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images part 2

    Little comic from homare about Cynthia from Pokémon diamond and pearl being recorded peeing outside. Haven't seen much cynthia omorashi, so this is pretty cool.
  15. The girl from Pokémon black and white (Hilda) needs to pee. A pesky purrloin almost makes her wet herself but she manages to get her shorts down and time. (touya is the japanese name of the male trainer hilbert)
  16. The girl from Pokémon black and white (Hilda) needs to pee. A pesky purrloin almost makes her wet herself but she manages to get her shorts down and time. (touya is the japanese name of the male trainer hilbert)
  17. 25 Years ago… “Who would have thought Hearthome City, a name which stood for warmth and kindness, would be at the epicenter for such a bizarre event ?” A female news reporter said. “What was supposed to be a child friendly city, full of happy families, now has parents leery of letting their children out unsupervised.” The news camera zoomed out to show the Hearthome City Gym standing tall before showing slides of the various other amenities, such as the Poffin House, Amity Square, before finally stopping at the front of the Super Contest Hall. “I’ve spoken to several witnesses who were at the scene, but none of which were willing to be interviewed on camera. One witness, who wishes to remain anonymous said, ‘It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was just a normal day, I was out jogging with my Machamp before a match, you know, to pump us up and get the blood flowing, but then he just stopped right in the middle of the track. Next thing I knew, my buddy, he grabbed his head and started thrashing about. I knew right away something wasn’t right. I put him back in his ball and rushed to the Pokemon center, and it was there injured trainers started pouring in. It was pure chaos. I saw this guy with crushed legs from his Rhyhorn trampling him. Another girl was just covered in lacerations. Her clothes were all ripped and bloody. She said her Ivysaur had suddenly turned on her and started attacking her with its vines. ’” “Another trainer I talked to said the farmers market stall where he buys honey was in pieces due to a swarm of Beedrills zooming through the aisles. People and pokemon alike were left running for cover as the creatures attacked indiscriminately. This was one of many stands left destroyed from the aftermath. As you can see behind me, police have taped off the area until clean up crews can come and move some of the larger debris.” “Authorities are still unsure as to what upset some of the local pokemon, and local researchers are left scratching their heads. Many Hearthome residents have been pointing fingers to a local criminal fringe group that goes by the name Team Plasma, while others have blamed the nearby lab. Either way, police have asked all residents to stay inside and keep all pokemon safely in their balls until the cause of the disruption has been investigated. I’m reporter Kinsley from Pkmn News, back to you in the studio.” Present day I flicked the Television off and let out a sigh. Contests. Battles. Tournaments. Gyms. Those were the good old days, before what the people of Sinnoh called The Incitement. The world of Pokemon was flipped on its head. It was the day a staggering 99 percent of pokemon stopped obeying their trainers. It didn’t matter if you were a novice or an ace; had one gym badge or all of them. It was like something in their brain was scrambled and Pokemon no longer wished to be our partners. Some say it was only a matter of time before they revolted. “We were using them as slaves” seems to be the going argument now-a-days, but it changes month to month. Some people even went as far to blame the 5g towers, but I think it's a load of Taurus shit. Pokemon were still around, but it was nothing like it used to be. Now there was so much red tape to being a Pokemon trainer, it was nearly impossible. Licenses, fees, tests, age restrictions and a hundred other hoops to jump through. Not to mention the astronomical cost to everything. With only one percent of the population having pokemon, free Pokemon centers were a thing of the past. There was only one in Sinnah now, and it cost nearly $500 to use, so unless you wanted to travel for days, you were left paying outrageous prices for healing items. Not only that, but you had to prove you were a licensed trainer, and I was not. “Honey, I’m going to work. Make sure you lock up behind me” My mother called. “The smoke is getting thick, please make sure to get your evacuation bag packed and ready to go just in case.” “I will.” I said. “Have a good day.” Despite the age of 30 drawing closer every day, I still lived with my mom, and about six other roommates. This was once a world that catered to Pokemon, and without them, the economy took a turn worse than The Great Depression. Jobs were harder to find than trainers. The cost of everything was something out of a dystopian novel. With no free labor from Pokemon, businesses had to hire help, found out they couldn’t afford to pay their employees, and started rapidly going out of business one after another. The first to shut down was the Pokemon Hotel. With trainers no longer flooding the streets to challenge gym leaders, the tourist industry sank. Then went the contest hall, followed by the Pokemon centers and the marts. I counted to thirty. Then sixty. I listened intently for the sound of my moms garden wagon to roll out the driveway and down the street. Then I waited to make sure she wasn’t coming back. The coast was clear. I moved a loose floorboard under my bed and lowered my hand, reaching for the orb shaped object the size of a marble. “Good morning,” I whispered to the object. I rubbed my thumb over it affectionately. “I’ll get you out of there someday. I promise. ” I stuck the orb in my pocket, threw on my hoodie, grabbed my backpack and tiptoed out the house towards my bike. I pumped my legs as fast as they would go, my knees nearly bumping my chin on the pink, glittery bike I’ve had since I was seven. Affording a new bike was out of the question, but it was too far of a walk to get to the old Contest hall building where the black market was held. I passed Greg, the security guard patrolling this end of town for wild pokemon. As long as you stayed inside the city’s perimeter you were moderately kept safe by the near constant patrols, but if you left the gates, you were taking your life in your hands. Death by pokemon was unheard of back before The Incitement, now you just did everything you could not to become a statistic. It seemed there was a new crisis everyday. Fires, mudslides, flooding, earthquakes. “Almost there.” I wheezed out between gasps for air. The smoke was thick. I should have worn a mask, the bandanna I had wrapped around my face wasn’t cutting it. A Monferno had set fire to the brush in the nearby forest a few days ago, but with rescue personnel still busy searching for survivors from the landslide caused by an Onix, we would be lucky if we didn’t have to go down to the public bunkers. We had just been released last Tuesday from a three day stay because an unlicensed trainer lost control of a Skuntank and residents were falling ill from the smell. Smuggling pokemon into the city was a serious crime if you didn’t have the right licenses, and even if you did, they had to stay in their balls outside of the designated areas. There was only one official place in the city where you could let Pokemon out, and that was the gym. I stared up at the large four story gym with longing as I peddled forward before stopping to admire it. One day I’d get to go inside. Unfortunately for me, the door only unlocked for registered trainers. I rubbed the marble in my pocket. I found the pokeball on a scavenging run outside the gates about two years ago. I have no idea if there was anything inside, most likely not, but I liked to pretend there was. It made me feel less lonely talking to whatever, if anything, was inside. I had grown rather attached to it, In fact I never left home without it. If only I could just get inside the gym grounds and let whatever was frozen inside out. But I think I knew deep down it would never happen. Even if I broke in, finding out there was nothing in the ball after all the hours I had spent talking to it would be painful. It had become cathartic, having something to talk to and confide in, like writing in a journal.To lose that by knowing no one was in there… or worse, something was. And it wanted to hurt me. An involuntary shiver ran down my spine. I looked left, then right. I felt like I was being watched. “...Hello?” I asked the empty air feeling uncertain. This place was kind of creepy with the low light and ash filled air. I quickly decided there would be other days to daydream in front of the gym, like when the sun was out. I had trading to do. “Spinarak spun silk! Guaranteed never to split!” A man called out into the crowded hallways. I flinched as another shouted, “WOOLOO WOOL!” I ducked and swerved around a pair of women who were admiring the Stoutland fur handmade hair brushes at Mrs. Bakers stand. No one really knew if they were made with real Stoutland fur. Probably not. You had to be careful down here. For every legitimate product, there were two knockoffs. Scammers were everywhere, I had once even seen a man trying to sell a bunch of rocks as Onyx eggs. People were desperate. Only the trainers had it good, but no one knew if only the rich could be trainers, or if being a trainer made you rich? I pondered this when something made me stop in my tracks. Something was glowing in a jar I hadn’t seen before. I walked up to the lady’s stand and stared at the contents. It was almost like an orange colored cotton ball was lit on fire. “Chimchar tail fur.” the lady me. She was wrapped completely in a deep purple robe and hood. Some of the vendors really get into character. “Makes for perfect lanterns during power outages. Light that will never go out.” I continued to gaze in wonder at the orange and blue ball of fire. This was genuine. I hated sitting in the dark cellar during disasters with seven other people. You were always getting stepped on. “H-how much?” I found the words had slipped out involuntarily. Ha! As if I had the money for something like this. She told me and my heart sank a little. I nodded my head as if I thought that was reasonable. “I see.” I said trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice. “I accept cash or favors.” I lifted my head suspiciously, trying to keep my hopes from rising. “I don’t do sexual favors.” You could pay in the black market two ways. Bartering and Buying. Favors fell in the bartering category. You could offer to clean someone's house, mow their lawn, babysit the kids, whatever they needed. Or sometimes people ask for a different kind of favor… Anything went down here. The woman placed a container on her table. “I need ectoplasm.” “Done!” I said. She raised an eyebrow. “And you have that on you?” “Uhh, n-no, but I can get some. Let’s see, ectoplasm comes from ghost pokemon and ghost pokemon are… My head slowly went in the direction of the gym. I gulped. “Will that be a problem?” The woman asked. “N-no, I can get it.” I really need to think these things through, I thought to myself as I stood in front of the gym holding a tupperware container. “Hi, Miss Fantina, you don’t know me, but can I ask if one of your pokemon would shit in this bowl for me?” Or whatever ectoplasm was. I let out a nervous laugh. This was all because I was scared of the dark. What could I possibly offer a woman, no, a gym leader, something she didn’t already have? I walked around the perimeter. It was built like a fortress! How could I barter with her if I couldn’t even get in? I had no trainer license to scan. I stopped and stared at the front door. Was there a button I could press to talk to someone inside? What if I just knocked? I cautiously rapped my knuckles on the door, not really expecting anything to happen. To my astonishment the door slid open to the side. Curiosity compelled me forward. “Hello?” I asked. I stepped into the lobby. I looked around, but the small registration room was empty. It actually didn’t look like anyone had been here for quite a while. A noise coming from further inside grabbed my attention. I peeked my head around the corner, there, standing in the hallway, was a woman wearing a purple dress and the strangest headwear I had ever seen. I let out a small yelp. “Miss Fantina! I-I’m so sorry to intrude! I just wanted to make a -uh.” My words cut off as the woman standing in the hallway beckoned me forward with a wave of her hand before turning to leave. Did she want me to follow her? “So- I was wondering if you needed a favor of s-some kind? I can clean or-” The lights flickered off leaving us in total blackness. I let out a yell and froze in terror. I really hated the dark. I groaned. I think I peed a little. The lights came back on. Miss Fantina was on the other end of the long hallway. She silently beckoned me forward again before turning left. I gulped. Something seemed off. “M-miss Fantina, do you think we could just talk out here?” My heart was still racing from the power surge. A single white, long, slender finger re-appeared with a long purple colored nail. It beckoned me onward. I took a shaky step forward and followed after her. When I turned the corner she was nowhere to be found. Several closed doors greeted me, but the one on the end was open. The lights went off again. I gritted my teeth. There was a dim glow emanating at the end of the hallway. I headed for it in a bit of a gallop from the adrenaline surge and came to a flight of stairs going down into the basement. I stopped at the foot of the stairs. Do I go into the creepy basement? I turned and looked back at my other option. I could retreat and go back the way I came. Back into the darkness. I found myself hurrying down the stairs. As I reached the bottom and had a better look around, my jar dropped. What. The. Fuck. It was as if I had just entered Wonderland and I was Alice. The furniture…it was huge. The door slammed shut behind me. I panicked and turned to run but stopped dead in my tracks. How had Miss Fantina gotten behind me? Her head was cocked to the side as she took me in. I backed farther into the room. There was a smile on her face that sent shivers up my spine. Her eyes seemed hollow, empty and black. She had something in her hands as she stepped towards me. “M-ma’m?” I was growing more and more uneasy. I backed into something huge. I turned to look at it. It was a crib. I was in some kind of nursery. “D-id you want me to babysit?” I asked. I noticed what was in her hands. It was a diaper. “M-ma’m?” In the blink of an eye she was in front of me, no towering over me! This wasn’t real. No human could grow this size! I let out a scream. “There there baby girl.” The massive 9 foot tall woman said. Her voice was monotone with a bit of an echo. It didn’t sound right. It didn’t sound human. I tried to run, but she grabbed me from under the armpits and lifted me up. “Baby is okay.” I punched, kicked, and tried to thrash my way to freedom but she only held me tighter. “Baby is going to get a time out if she doesn’t quit moving.” The only thing I was accomplishing was making myself tired. No matter how much I kicked it didn’t affect her. “No! No! Put me down!” I quickly got my wish, but it wasn’t back down on my feet. It was on my back. “What are you doing? Let me go!” I struggled to sit up, but a massive arm across my chest kept me restrained. I could feel her prying my shoes off. What was happening? Now my socks were being taken off. “Stop it!” I begged. “I’m sorry I came in without a license, I won’t do it again! Please let me go!” She was fiddling with the waistband of my pants. No! No! No! I did the only thing I could think of as I felt my pants begin to slide down my legs. I lifted my head as high as it would go and sank my teeth into her arm. “NO! BAD GIRL!” I regretted my choice. In the flash of an eye I went from laying on my back to being on my stomach. “YOU DON’T BITE MOMMY!” I let out a surprised yelp as a hard hit smacked my bare butt cheek. “STOP THAT!” I yelled. “Don’t hit me!” But the blows wouldn’t stop coming. It went from surprise, to embarrassment, but now it was starting to sting. “Stop it; that hurts!” I wailed. “Apologize for biting mommy and I’ll stop.” “I’m sorry! I’m sorry for biting you! Please stop!” And just like that I was lying back on my back. Tears of pain and humiliation stung my eyes. “Are you going to be a good girl for mommy?” “Yes.” I whimpered, terrified of the situation I was in. “Mommy doesn’t like to hurt the baby.” Fantina let out a smile, but something about it was off. And her voice, and the size. I had entered the Twilight Zone. My heart was pounding as my pants and underwear were pulled down the rest of the way. “Why are you doing this?” I whimpered as I was lifted and placed on the outstretched padding. “Baby can’t be trusted to tell mommy when she has to go potty so baby needs to stay in diapers.” The robotic voice said. “But I’m not a baby!” I protested. “I’m nearly thirty!” “Baby is cranky! Does the baby need another spanking?” I quickly fell silent. This lady was nuts. Yes, she must be! She must have gone crazy from all the years spent locked up alone in the gym! But the size change… Maybe I was the one going crazy? Did I hit my head? Breathe in a poisonous gas? Was I in hell? I cringed as the diaper came up. Was this actually happening to me? The arm holding me down released me and Fantina turned her back and began rummaging through a cabinet. I tried to make a break for it, but I could hardly move. This diaper was like having thirty pound weights strapped to my waist. I struggled to sit up, but between the crotch boulder and the involuntary trembling, I was trapped and I knew it. I started to sob. I knew I was fucked. No one knew I was down here. “Please. Please let me go home. I have a family.” “But, sweetheart,” Miss Fatina said, now holding a bottle of milk. “You are home.” I let out a scream. Her eyes! They were missing! The basement door sprung open and a pair of footsteps came clunking down the stairs. I held my breath. My heart began to hammer. Was there someone else in on this? Was I about to become a victim of human trafficking? Is that why they put me in a diaper? To ship me off? “Slip, why do you look like me?” a female voice asked, before rounding the stairs “And why are you down in the playroom?” I began to babble from fright and tried desperately to back away. It was the woman from the black market! The one who sent me here! They were working together and I fell right into their trap! The woman ripped her hood off and stared at me, her face began to redden and her eyes were as wide as the moon in… shock? We both let out a scream. How was this possible? How were there two Fantina’s? “SLIP!” She screamed. “ALL OF YOU! GET IN HERE! FAMILY MEETING!” The first Fantina began to shrink. I let out a frightened whimper and covered my face with my arms as the thing I thought was human dissolved into a gelatinous puddle on the floor. Ghosts began to float in from the wall and they were…they were…. laughing? I took in the mess on the floor that had now grown eyes, the ghosts, and finally Fantina as realization dawned. It had been a pokemon all along. “I SENT HER OVER TO TEST THE ALARMS! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO KIDNAP HER!” Fantina screamed. Things were starting to go black. It was too much for my system to take. The last thing I remember before losing consciousness was thinking, “Even a gym leader loses control of them.”
  18. Delphox by Coolish-kor. Thanks to Coolish-kor for the art

    © Furaffinity.net

  19. September 18th, 2009: A diary? That’s my mom’s big surprise? A stupid diary? How’s that supposed to make me feel better about everyone leaving me behind? She says she’s tired of me moping around the house and being all depressed. Well of course I’m depressed! I’m ten years old now, I should have been there with my friends getting my first Pokémon and leaving home. Instead I’m stuck at home with my mom who’s been asking me every hour “how I’m feeling?” How do you think I’m feeling?! I’m PISSED! I’ve never been so frustrated in all my ten years of living! Instead I always reply with “fine.” What else can I say? That I’m hurt that all my so called “friends” got up and left without even glancing back? If I ever tried to put my feeling into words, I don’t think I’d ever stop crying. So she gave me this diary to “let it all out” and that bottling my feelings would only make things worse in the long run. What am I even supposed to write in this anyway? October 19th, 2009: I woke up with a wet bed again. That’s the second time this week. I feel so weak and sick to my stomach, not to mention embarrassed. Mom keeps telling me not to worry and that she knows it’s not my fault. She says when I’m feeling better she’s going to take me to the store and see what we can do about it. I’ve seen every Dr. in Pallet town, (well a pretty easy feat considering there’s only one) I don’t know what she expects to find at the store to make me stop having seizures. October 19th (again) : I’ve never been so humiliated in my life! She wasn’t taking me to the store to look for something to help me with my seizures, she was taking me to the store to buy diapers! She keeps telling me they’re not diapers, they’re good nights and that I only have to wear them to bed. You know what she did then? She took one out and HELD IT UP TO MY WAIST! In front of God and everyone else in that store. I could have sworn I heard people laughing. Then she has the nerve to go “hmm, I can’t tell if these will fit or not, maybe if I had you take off your pants.” That time I knew people were laughing. By this time all this talk of “wetting” and “accidents” was making me have to pee so I told her I was going to the bathroom and I’d be back. Instead of waiting for me, she follows me into the bathroom. It was a three stall bathroom so I’m like fine whatever figuring she had to go too. I’m about to walk in a stall but then she stops me and that’s when I notice she still had the diaper with her! “Please try it on?” she asked me. Normally I’d fight her with every fiber in my being, but after having had a seizure the night before I was totally wiped out already from this little excursion. I really wanted to just get this over with and go home. I reluctantly agreed and changed in the stall. She told me to come out so she could see how it fit. I told her it was fine but she made me come out anyway. I grumbled a bit as I came out of the stall and said, “See, it fits” and turned to walk back into the stall since I still had to pee, but now twice as bad. She told me to come back and started playing with the waist band as I danced in place a bit. “Mom, are you almost done? I really gotta go.” I said as the urge intensified even more. She said she was almost done as she started checking the leg holes, but then told me to stand still. I did as she said, but my body was just too weak to hold it back anymore as my bladder gave up and started emptying itself into the diaper. My mom could hear the hissing and saw the diaper suddenly start expanding. “Emily. . . “She said sounding concerned as tears started rolling down my face. “Oh, Emily it’s ok.” She said as she wrapped me in a hug while I started crying into her chest as I continued to wet the diaper uncontrollably like a baby. She continued to hold me as she waited for me to finish before inspecting the now soggy diaper. “Good, no leaks. These will do quite nicely. Go ahead and change back while I go pay for these.” She said and thanked me for my cooperation. October 19th (ONCE AGAIN) I can’t believe what she’s making me do. Not only do I have to wear these stupid things at night but now she’s making me wear them during the day too! She told me she understands that what happened was because of my weakened state and that it would stay between the two of us. I pointed out that it only happened because she wouldn’t let me go. She then apologized for that but followed it up with the fact that the point “when I realized I had to go” and” when I had the accident” were too close together to be normal. At least she’s only making me wear it on the days I wet the bed, since those are the days I feel the worst. It’s not like I have to USE them or anything, thankfully they’re kind of like a thicker version of pull-ups so I can just pull them up and down whenever I need to go. She said they’re there for any reason I couldn’t make it in time. I don’t see that being a problem, this was definitely just a onetime thing. October 20th Woke up totally dry so my mom said I could take this thing off now. Feels so good to be back in regular underwear although I do kind of miss the puffiness. Tried to sit down at the kitchen table for breakfast but let myself drop too high up from the seat and hurt my butt when I landed. Mom laughed at me while I was having to massage my sore backside. It was fun to do that in the pull-up but I have to remember I can’t do that in normal panties. November 3rd I keep hearing weird noises at night while I’m trying to sleep. I’ve asked mom to check it out several times but she keeps telling me it’s my Pull-up crinkling. Even when I’m lying still, really mom? November 18th Ok now I know this is seriously not my imagination. I heard the same noise in the kitchen, even mom heard it this time. Now I KNOW it’s not my pull-up, I secretly stopped wearing them a week ago. Sure they’re comfy, but I’m not like some baby who needs them. Mom said the noise was probably from the refrigerator. I didn’t realize the refrigerator squeaked. November 22nd No! No! No! I wet the bed again! I was doing so well! I realized while I tried to stand up that I felt exactly like the pile of mouse droppings I had just stepped in and fell to the floor. I awoke three hours later to find myself lying in my mom’s bed with a cool wet washcloth on my forehead. I shifted my weight and realized I was wearing a pull-up and a wet one at that. Mom came in and saw that I was awake and came to my side. She asked me how I was feeling and I replied “wet.” She pulled back the cover and stuck a finger through the leg hole; something I would have normally kicked at her for if I had been feeling better. She left the room and came back a minute later carrying a few things. She laid out a towel on her bed then came and placed one arm behind my shoulders and the other under my knees and lifted me into the air and set me back down on the towel. “Don’t have to” I weakly mumbled. “I can…” but trailed off due to lack of energy. She told me to just relax as she removed the wet pull-up but stopped when I winced in pain as it came into contact with the back of my right leg. “What’s wrong?” She asked. “Leg hurts” I mumbled. She rolled me onto my side and took a look. “Yikes.” She said as she looked at the bite marks on my leg. “Those weren’t there before. Hold on I’m going to take some pictures”. I saw a few flashes then mom showed me the pictures. The back of my leg was swollen along with five or six red and purplish teeth marks. Mom then very carefully slid off the wet pull-up and cleaned me up with some wet wipes while I blushed deeply. She then slid on a new one and told me for the time being not to get up, if I had to go I was to just go ahead and use the pull-up. I cringed at the thought, even if I was sick there’s was no way I’d purposefully use this thing. “Don’t worry about it” She said as she handed me a pillow and covered me back up with a blanket. The last thing I remembered was her telling me to stay on the towel so that way the next time, she could change me where I was. “No next time.” I mumbled into the pillow before drifting off to sleep. I woke up about four hours later to the worst stomach cramps of my life. I knew I only had minutes before I lost control and there was NO WAY I was going to have this kind of accident. I tossed the blanket off so I could get up but when I moved a sharp pain shot up my leg. “Mom!” I yelled in a panic. “Mom!” Surely she didn’t intend for me to GO in the pull-up. “What’s wrong, sweetie?” she asked as she came in. “Please, help me.” I begged clutching my stomach. “Need to go.” “What’s wrong?” she asked not seeing the problem. “Are you having trouble going?” “No, I need to go really badly.” I said, doing everything in my power not to mess myself. Wait did she ask if I was having TROUBLE going? She can’t possibly expect me to use this in that way? “We talked about this earlier, don’t you remember? Go ahead and use your diaper and I’ll change you when you’re done. You’re in no shape to get up.” “Diaper?” I asked looking down and realized I was no longer in a pull-up, but in a full on adult diaper. “What?” I asked. “I went out and bought them while you were asleep so they wouldn’t hurt your leg, and I’m glad I did. You’ve been having some intestinal trouble.” “What gave it away?” I asked sarcastically hoping I could somehow convince her to carry me to the bathroom. “Wait . . . have been?” Instead of answering my question she gently pushed me back down onto my pillow knowing I was at my limit and sat on the edge of the bed. “Just go sweetie, you’ll feel a lot better.” “No!” I cried as another painful cramp hit causing me to curl in a ball. “I don’t want you to have to change me.” “Honey, don’t worry about that.” She said as she began stroking my hair as sweat began to run down my face from the efforts of trying to hold it in. “You’ve had diarrhea most of the day. You’ve already messed and been changed a few times in your sleep.” She admitted as if that would make me feel better about consciously letting go. She removed her hand from my head and pried me out of my human ball so that I now laid on my side facing her. “Don’t fight it anymore.” She said as she began rubbing my tummy making me relax. “No,” I whined and started crying as I lost the last bit of strength I had as I began heavily messing myself. “Shh, there you go, let it all out.” She encouraged softly, continuing to rub my stomach. With my eyes shut tight I continued crying, but obeyed as I noisily pushed out the rest, knowing there was no real point in fighting it anymore. I had already messed, so I figured the more I got out now the less I’d have to deal with later. After what felt like an eternity (10 minutes) all was quiet except for my pitiful wails of humiliation and my mother’s attempts of cheering me up with “See, that wasn’t so bad” and “Don’t you feel better now?” “Do you think you’re done or should I wait a few more minutes before changing you?” “I’m done.” I said into my pillow more than ready to get out of this disgusting thing. “Before I change you, I want you to try going pee, ok?” I didn’t respond but pulled the blanket over my head before emptying my bladder as requested and felt it mixing with the mush below. “Emily?” I raised my pointer finger out of the blanket letting her know I needed a minute before giving the thumbs up signal when I was done. “Did you go pee?” she asked bluntly, making my face blush under the blanket. I flashed the thumbs up signal again. “Alright, thank you for being so co-operative. Now let me get you out of that and I promise you’ll feel better.” I uncovered my head and nodded as I felt the last of my strength leave me and I drifted back to sleep, only awakening a few times at my mom’s insistence that I keep drinking water.
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