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  1. lightman

    Pokemon diaper moon

    (another story by pink) What is the one thing all pokemon trainers can do besides me? Is it a love for pokemon? No, I love pokemon. Is it patience in training? No, I got plenty of patience. Is it the willingness to aim to become the best, like no one ever was? No, I want to be better than the best! Like no one has ever been! No, the one thing all other pokemon trainers can do that I can't, is hold their bladders… My name is Moon Selene. I'm from Celadon city in the Kanto region. My mother and I moved to Alola to finally get away from it all. Mom just wanted a fresh start someplace new. And someplace away from the pokemon league. “Come on sweetie, you'll love it here in Alola.” mom said as she knocked on my door. I didn't answer back. I just rolled over on my bed and stared at the wall. My diaper cold and wet from not changing it sooner. But I didn't care. Here I am, 16, and stuck in the one place on earth my dream cant come true. ******** “Moon, what would you like to be when you grow up?” Dad asked me. “Chapen!” my 5-year-old self yelled out as my dad and I watched the champion battle between Red and Green. I was starstruck as I watched them battle. Their pokemon battle was like nothing I had ever seen before. Watching them, made me realize I wanted to be just like them. “That's a fantastic dream!” Dad told me. “But first you're going to need to be a big girl and stop using your diapers.” I was a slightly late bloomer. “I BIG GIRL!” I yelled and stood up. My yellow diaper on full display. “I BECOM CHAPEN! a very late bloomer... But my dad laughed and agreed with me. One day, I would become a champion. ******** Then, just 3 years later, my dad and I were attacked by pokemon. It had something to do with team rocket and the radio signals coming from Johto. All types of pokemon began going crazy. When the pokemon started to go crazy, my dad did his best to protect me. But we were swarmed by pokemon. If it wasn't for the gym leader Erica showing up, I would have died that day. My dad, however, wasn't so lucky… Ever since the attack, somehow I've lost almost all control over my bladder. Some days I feel the need to go and I am able to rush to the bathroom just in time. But most days, I don't even feel it and I pee myself. Which is why I'm in diapers. It took some time, but I was able to get over my traumatic experience from that day. (for the most part) My mom, however, never got over it. From that day on. Unless it was a house pet pokemon, she never wanted me near pokemon. When I turned 14, she asked me what I wanted to do. I told her I wanted to become a pokemon trainer. She flipped out on me that day. “NO! You're too young! You're still in diapers! You can not become a trainer while you are still in your diapers!” mom yelled at me. The diapers had nothing to do with it. She just was too afraid that I would die by wild pokemon just like dad. so she used my own shame to give up on that dream. When I turned 15 and she asked me again, I again told her I wanted to become a trainer. Mom was furious. Constantly telling me no. But then I just had to bring up the law. The pokemon league accepts anyone with a passing school grade and 16 years old. My mom couldn't stop me from becoming a pokemon trainer. This law was for Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova, and Kalos. But my mom found a place that didn't have a pokemon league. A place that didn't have Gyms. a place that didn't have an elite 4, a place that didn't have a champion. Alola… And so, still being underage, I was forced to move here with my mom. Just 3 days before I turned 16. ******** “OK, THAT'S IT!” My mom yelled as she broke open my locked door. “You have been a slakoth for the last 4 days! Today, you are getting dressed and you are going into town!” And so, forced against my will again, I was changed out of my leaking diaper, put into new clothes and a hat, and kicked out of the house with a shopping list. my mom staying behind to clan my destroyed bed... I sigh as I just walk towards town. Alola was a beautiful region. Full of all types of pokemon I have never seen. Some of the coolest ones were the Alola variants of the native Kanto pokemon. As I walked I spotted one run from one dark place to another. It was a rattata. However, instead of being purple and a normal type, this one was black and a dark type. I would have loved to catch a few of the Alola pokemon. But there was no chance at that… The stoor Mom wanted me to go to was fairly close by, and I quickly got all the items I needed. When I left the store, I didn't feel like going home. I really didn't want to walk past my mother back to my room. So I decided to explore a little bit. Alola was not that large of a region, but it was split up into 4 islands. The one I'm on, was the second smallest named Melemele Island. And this was Iki Town, one of the smallest towns in all of Alola. As I walked around, I actually started to enjoy the sights a little. Alola was very beautiful. Maybe I could wait the next 2 years here until I turn 18. Then I can become a trainer without mom telling me no. I was just reaching the outskirts of Iki town when I felt a pinch in my bladder. “Oh shit…” I say out loud as I finally felt my bladder for the first time in weeks. By the pain, I could tell I was very desperate and really needed to go, now! I spun around and began to walk home as fast as I could, but the feeling in my bladder only grew worse. I was now on the other side of town and I realized there was no way I would make it home in time. Frantically I began looking around for a pokemon center or somewhere with clean toilets. I know what some of you might be thinking, “Moon, why don't you find a public restroom?” Well, because they are nasty. The only reason I would use a pokemon center toilet is because they are at least cleaned regularly. But sadly, Iki town didn't have a pokemon center here. So I began searching for someone to point me to a clean toilet. But it was getting late and I didn't see anyone around here who could help me! I then began walking faster. My bladder screaming for release! “Just hold on, I'm almost home!” I lied to myself as one hand reached down and grabbed my crotch in order to hold my pee. "Really? You want to go up to the ruins? I don't know what you hope to find there..." I heard a girl say as she walked down a tail to my left. The moment I saw her, I knew she was my last hope to find a toilet! She was about 40 yards ahead of me, but if I hurried, I might be able to catch up! I rushed over to her a fast as I could. Not really paying attention to realize I was going out of town trying to catch up with this girl! "You can't come out! We'll get in trouble if anyone sees you." I heard the girl say. When I finally caught up, I heard her scream! “What's wrong?” I asked as I rushed over, trying my hardest not to pee myself. The pretty blond haired girl turned to me. "H-help..." the girl said with tears forming in her eyes. "Save Nebby!" Nebby? I looked behind the girl and saw a bunch of sparrow flying and pecking at something in the middle of a very old bridge above rushing rapids. "Those Spearow are attacking it! But...but I'm too afraid to go out there... My legs feel like they might give out..." the girl said as she grabbed my arm and pleaded with me. It was here my bladder gave me a choice, run behind a bush and finally pee, or go save a random girls pokemon. I shoved the blond girl off of me as I shot toward the bridge. At this moment, i didn't care if i peed myself! That pokemon needed my help! When I reached the pokemon, I began swatting away the bird pokemon, trying to get them to leave the little pokemon alone. But the sparrow just swarmed me as well. Seeing no other choice, I crouched down and grabbed the small blue pokemon. Holding it close to my chest and covering it with my arms in order to protect it. “It's ok. OW! I got, OW, you.” I told the pokemon. The pokemon let out a small cry. Then I saw it close its eyes before a weird energy began to flow around it. “W-what?” I asked when suddenly there was a flash of light and a rush of energy! Then, I was upside down…. My mind didn't know what was going on, I just grabbed onto the small pokemon even harder. As I frantically looked around. Then I noticed my special maid shorts had caught onto a broken piece of the now destroyed bridge. I had only a moment to realize that when I heard a ripping sound. Then I fell... Anticipating the rocky waters below me, I closed my eyes. So this is how I die. at least I tried to save a pokemon... “COO!” I heard when I suddenly felt something catch me. When I open my eyes, I was just being put down by a large pokemon I had never seen before. The moment I was set down, it jumped over me and turned back to look at me. “You, are, worthy,” I thought I heard it say before it dropping something. It let out a loud cry before it burst into an electric ora and shot into the sky! "Oh... Oh, thank goodness!" the girl said as she rushed over and hugged the small pokemon I was holding. When she finally let go, she just looked at the small pokemon. "You tried using your power again...didn't you? Oh, Nebby... You know what happened last time you used it. You couldn't move for ages after that. I don't want to see you like that again!" she scolded the pokemon. Then her face turned sad. "No... I shouldn't say that. I'm sorry, Nebby... I know you were trying to save me that time... And I couldn't even help you in return..." The girl then looked at me. “T-thank you!” she told me. Then she looked down. "What... What is that?" I looked down as well. Between my legs, was a sparkling stone. Something the pokemon had dropped before leaving. But the girl wasn't talking about that. She was looking a little further up, at the bright yellow diaper my shorts no longer concealed...
  2. Night Rain

    Accidents

    The Kalos region was famous for its beautiful weather, friendly people, and of course, the pokemon that were local to it, all of which Ayumi couldn’t wait to see. Coming from Pallet Town had made travel seem exotic and exciting to the adventurous young woman, and despite having gone through most of her own region by herself, she was all too happy to spend some time exploring the rest of their wonderful, beautiful world, although she was especially excited about picking Kalos to begin her adventure due to one reason: the giant rock that was situated firmly in Anistar City. Well, technically it wasn’t a rock! It was a huge sundial, something that kept time through Anistar City better than any clock that ticked merrily inside of the many buildings in the area. She’d heard rumors as well, through Professor Oak and the others in Kanto that had been through Kalos, that there was something more to its purpose than just keeping time. Ayumi was excited to see what secrets it held, and she practically hopped off of her flight in order to find her bags and be on her way. The Santalune airport was clean and bright, and Ayumi was able to find her way fairly easily, her blue skirt flouncing around her thighs as she hopped and skipped through the different sections. She’d dressed for the sunny day outside by keeping things simple and light: a black and white t-shirt that was sure to let her body breathe, and the same blue skirt that made her legs feel breezy and free. It was just modest enough to tell everyone she came across that she was simply another adult pokemon enthusiast, not a little girl on her own. Both the skirt and her shirt helped as she hurried toward the baggage claim, panting from the exertion and heat, and after picking up her bag she was off. While Ayumi was very happy to find her own way, she also realized halfway through looking at one of the airport maps that she might have been in over her head. Kalos was a whole new environment, after all, and she was probably better off asking for directions from a local. Spotting a Pokemon Center nearby allowed her to let out a breath of relief. Those were always present in every region, and she could get handy, reliable advice and directions from the nurse there. Plus, she might meet some cute pokemon in the process! It was decided: she would go to the Pokemon Center to ask for the best route to Anistar City. Of course, while she could have called for another kind of transportation, she squinted at the sunlight and decided it would be much more pleasant to walk. The day was beautiful, after all, and she had no idea who she might run into. The sun was warm and felt good on her exposed skin, but as she walked, the slight breezes were beginning to pick up. They tugged at her skirt like they were asking her to play, and she tamped it right back down as she marveled at the new sights and sounds around her. Seemingly annoyed with her, a gust of wind took advantage of her inattentiveness to blow her skirt up suddenly, and she squeaked with surprise. Underneath her skirt was a thick, padded pair of what almost looked like underwear from a glance. It was printed with small eevees that beamed at passersby and shone in the bright sun. However, both Ayumi and anyone who saw it for more than a few seconds would know that it wasn’t a specially engineered pair of panties, but a diaper. They’d recognize the sticky tabs and the rounded puffs of padding that swelled between Ayumi’s slender thighs, and Ayumi would be mortified. She blushed as she tamped her skirt down again, giving it a mental scolding. She was practically the color of a flareon herself! She didn’t know what would happen if anyone saw her like that, and looked around to make sure nobody had. Luckily, from the chatter of the people she passed, nobody had noticed a thing (or they were too polite to look under a woman’s skirt). She breathed out a sigh of relief. Ayumi had begun to wear diapers since she’d found that she didn’t have a very good bladder, and when she had to pee, she really had to pee. Most of the time, peeing fast and being a good adventurer didn’t mix, so she wore the diapers. And even if she tried to make them as cute as she could, they were still embarrassing. The embarrassment over possibly being found out stayed with her throughout her walk, and she found that she was less likely to check if she was following the map’s directions and more likely to look around just in case someone saw the bottom of her diaper. The breeze wasn’t really letting up, either, and the nerves coursing through her system made her bladder react accordingly. Soon, she was shivering and pressing her thighs together insistently, feeling the warm liquid slosh inside of her, and she really needed to find a bathroom. But as she looked around, she realized with increasing horror that she didn’t recognize a thing. She was supposed to have passed a certain landmark a few steps back, but she only saw trees and unfamiliar buildings. What was worse was that somewhere along the line, she tried to retrace her steps and the wind tugged the map right out of her nervous grip. She watched, helplessly, as the map flew away from her, knowing that running might make her have an accident. The only thing more mortifying than having someone see her with a diaper on was to have the diaper filled up with her pee. She had to hold it in, even though it was getting harder and harder to think about things that weren't released, and the sound of trickling water and the feeling of something warm and wet pressed up against her most private spot. Rubbing her thighs together so hard she might start a fire with them, she bit her lip and tried not to walk too strangely, her head swiveling to try and find a place to relieve herself. Strangers walked by, but Ayumi wasn’t going to ask any of them. She had already been convinced that they either had already seen her in her diaper or that they were going to, especially with the wind picking up. Sweating a little and shaking as she walked, she wandered around the unfamiliar landscape before she saw something that looked a little like a bathroom sign from around the corner. Ayumi, by now thoroughly miserable and desperate, picked up her pace to try and beat her bladder before it decided it had enough. Unfortunately for poor Ayumi, she bumped into a person on the way. Another young woman, in fact, with long blue hair and a stylish pink outfit. That was all Ayumi could see before she fell back, and as she hit the ground hard, she found that her legs were spread and that her skirt was hiked up to her waist. That meant that the stylish other woman, whoever she was, could see Ayumi’s eevee diaper. She immediately moved to cover her face, pleading with herself to wait just a little longer, that this wasn’t the time. But her body refused to listen. To make matters worse, the jolt to her bladder had made it release out of shear strain, and the eevees on her diaper began to turn into jolteons to signal that she had made a mess of her diaper. The feature was great for new mothers, but they only added to Ayumi’s shame as she began to feel that familiar warm, wet feeling against her front, the puffs of absorbent material swelling outward as she began to pee herself directly in front of this stranger. Ayumi began to feel the hot burn of tears behind her eyes, and she let them fall, soaking her hands like she was soaking her diaper, and generally feeling very hot and wet and slippery as a result. This was terrible. Of course, the other party was feeling something as well, but it wasn't necessarily shaming. The stylish girl’s name was Dawn, and she was a fellow pokemon enthusiast with her own share of secrets. Watching the strange girl wet herself in front of her, though, was something that she had never seen before, and she doubted she ever would again. But on top of that, she was speechless for another reason: she was a kind girl, and she didn’t want to say anything to exacerbate the other girl’s shame. Instead, she sat there and watched her diaper fill up, the slight yellow tint of pee to the ballooning swell of the padding, and opened her mouth and closed it a few times. There was really nothing she could say without waiting politely for the other girl to finish what she was doing first. When the quiet sound of water trickling had stopped, and the ballooning of the diaper had reached its peak and was now beginning to sag between her legs, Dawn got up from where she’d fallen as well and extended a hand to this poor other girl. “Hey, it happens,” said Dawn, trying to be supportive. “Don’t worry about it. I won’t say a thing -- ” And then, in the next moment, the wind picked up again. Dawn, who was wearing a very short pink skirt, felt the breeze blow it up and into her top, exposing her own padded white garment. It had a Piplup displayed proudly between her thighs, and she gasped as she tried to push her skirt right back down again, at least to cover the Piplup. Unfortunately, she was unsuccessful for a few seconds, and she noticed that the other girl was suddenly looking at Dawn’s diaper and at Dawn with round, tear-filled eyes. Dawn turned bright red and finally secured her skirt, but she had to stop for a moment, looking down at the unfamiliar girl and her filled diaper. It was almost mesmerizing, to be honest. The other girl was extremely cute, probably from someplace in the countryside given the plain makeup of her outfit, but what really caught Dawn’s attention was the almost seductive curve of the diaper between her legs. It was just so round and soft-looking, and she felt something stir inside of her at the thought of that warm wetness, her own thighs rubbing together in a strangely compelling way. Wait, what was she saying! What was she thinking! She shook her head quickly and pulled the other girl up into her arms, and gave her a tight, reassuring hug. She murmured words of comfort and friendship into the other girl’s ear, being gentle with the now full diaper she felt trapped between their bodies, and only pulled back when she felt the quiet sobs and shaking of the other girl begin to slow. Eventually, she pulled out a handkerchief from her bag and offered it to the other girl with a small smile, nodding at her encouragingly. That was it, she shouldn’t cry, nobody was hurt. No harm is done. And knowing that they were both wearing the same kind of thing also helped, though Dawn didn’t say this out loud. She knew it helped her, though. Dawn asked her if she needed any help getting cleaned up, that same stirring in her body, and the girl shook her head. “I can do that later when I get to the Pokemon Center,” she explained. “I need to go find out how to get to someplace, and then I can relax and clean myself up.” Dawn nodded, although she was curious about what the girl wanted to do in Kalos. She almost assumed it was because of the sundial in Anistar City, but she didn’t want to be rude. Maybe she had family here? Or she wanted to see the pokemon that were in the area? They weren’t exactly walking off the beaten path, but Dawn was pretty sure she could help with any and all of those things. Instead of saying all of that, though, she just agreed to help the girl find the Pokemon Center, and they set off together down the trail. “So, what’s your name? Where are you from?” asked Dawn, trying to keep the mood light. She knew from past experience that wearing a wet diaper wasn’t fun, and the wetness was going to make walking uncomfortable. Distractions were good, especially when she herself couldn’t stop thinking about the girl’s diaper. “Ayumi,” said the girl, still sniffling. She had since taken Dawn’s handkerchief and was dabbing delicately around her eyes. “I’m from Kanto. Pallet Town.” “Ayumi, huh?” Dawn nodded, smiling. “Nice to meet you! I’m from Twinleaf Town myself, in Sinnoh. My name is Dawn.” “Nice to meet you, Dawn,” said Ayumi, though her voice had become painfully shy under the cheerful demeanor she put on. She was still embarrassed. “So, you’re not from here, either.” “Nope,” admitted Dawn. “But exploring it is really fun, don’t you think?” “I don’t know, I just got here, actually,” said Ayumi, laughing awkwardly. “I’m glad I found someone like you to help show me the way.” “Oh, exciting,” said Dawn, beginning to talk about all of the amazing parts of Kalos. On their way, they passed a woman that was taller and somewhat slimmer than the two of them, and she glanced at the slowly warming dynamic between the two as they talked and laughed. She wore her very long, dark brown hair in two large sock buns above her ears, longer locks of them hanging loose to her waist and shorter locks framing her face. She was uncommonly pretty, with large, dark blue eyes like the sea, and with skin so pale and peachy it looked like she’d almost never seen the sun except for that little bit of color she held. And she was stylish as well. She drew Dawn’s and Ayumi’s eyes for that reason to start because she was dressed so nicely, starting with the pink and white visor on her slender brow. Under that, a salmon pink tank top was tied at the back of her neck with a floppy bow. Over that, she’d chosen to wear a white quarter length top, its lines hugging her body, and with sleeves that were a beautiful ice blue. In the center of the white was a salmon pink semi-Poké Ball that overlaid her modest chest. On the bottom, she wore mustard yellow shorts that were flared, with frills enough to decorate a modest evening dress. Down her long, peachy legs, a set of salmon pink socks helped to complete the look, and it ended with a pair of hi-top shoes that were an icy blue and white with the same mustard color of her shorts being echoed in the laces. Her accessory, as stylish as the rest of her, was a large salmon pink and white handbag, its strap black and hanging off of her shoulder in a very cool and casual manner. Ayumi would have probably been content to note how good she looked in her outfit, but she noticed something just a little curious about what she could see under the shorts if she looked closely enough. Slowing Dawn down in the middle of her talk, Ayumi watched as something smooth and white was revealed to her, and she could see that it was padded. Even more, intrigued, she almost asked Dawn if they could turn back to see what the girl was doing, but soon enough they were walking through the sliding doors of the Pokemon Center and she lost her chance. Nurse Joy, as that was what her name tag called her, was cheerfully manning the front desk. Dawn and Ayumi walked up to her in more of a rush than they probably needed to, but they had made it pretty clear that Ayumi needed help. More tears rushed to her eyes at the sight of someone who could help her with her little problem, and Dawn explained the situation to Nurse Joy, who put a hand to her mouth and nodded solemnly. “Well, of course, I can help with that,” she said in a sweet, motherly voice. “Come with me, Ayumi. I’ll make sure you get a change and that you’re all clean again.” And Ayumi, nodding gratefully at both her and at Dawn, and followed her into another room. Dawn called after her that she would be waiting just in case Ayumi needed any other help. Dawn, now alone, thought about why she was waiting at all. Of course, she wanted to help a fellow enthusiast, but was that all there was to it? She rubbed her thighs together as she felt her bladder slowly filling up itself. Wetting wasn’t really something she needed to do here, as it was the Pokemon Center and she could use any of its restrooms. Still, she couldn’t stop thinking about Ayumi’s diaper, and the interest and pull she felt toward it. She wanted to see more of it. Hopefully, traveling with Ayumi herself would give Dawn another chance to look at it, even if the thought itself was super embarrassing. She felt her bladder nudging her insistently once more. She really needed to piddle. There was a restroom very nearby, just a few steps away, really, but the more she thought of Ayumi’s diaper the more she felt like sitting right where she was. Trapped by her own interest and desires, Dawn blushed hard as she felt the rush of fluid coming out of her body, and her own diaper began to balloon outward, swelling with liquid and that same yellow tint from before. The warmth and the wetness had made it clear that she had now wet herself as well.
  3. Alrighty so time for some context. Earlier during the day before this event I posted on a getdare forum page. This one to be exact https://www.getdare.com/bbs/showthread.php?t=140275. You can probably see where this is going. Alrighty so without further a do, it’s story time. I was walking through my usual route for Pokemon go. It’s a route not too far from my house and has a lot of pokestops and gyms on it so it’s pretty good considering. I got to my usual rest stop, a stone circle in the middle of a woods that very few people seem to go too but it’s also a pokestop. There’s a couple of benches around and the area is quite nice so I took a seat like I usually do. At this point I thought “hey, why not scroll through the forum and post a couple of things, maybe browse a bit. Now me being an idiot I forgot I posted on the pee now thread. I clicked on it and then instantly remembered. See somebody had replied to the thread, and as the thread rules state... well, I had too pee my pants there and then. So, still sat down I got myself into a good position and just let it flow. Luckily, since I’ve been home alone the past few days and have gotten used to peeing my pants on command, it was pretty easy. But that’s not where it stops. Somebody walks in right as I finish peeing. He’s with his dog which decides to run straight over to me. I panicked a little so I stood up and dashed to the nearest rock, not considering that the evidence was very much still there. There was a very fresh, still dripping wet patch on the seat and floor where I just was. What that guy must have saw was somebody jump out of there seat, look over, and then see the fresh puddle that was right underneath where they were sat. I sort of awkwardly stood around until he left, pee still dripping down my legs from my very wet shorts. Needless to say it was a fun venture, and afterwards? I just carried on playing Pokemon. The wet patch was kinda noticeable but after getting caught mid accident, it didn’t bother me. hope you enjoyed this lil story.
  4. (A/N: This year's first commissioned work is done, and in only about a week's time, holy smokes! This story is loosely based on a set of pages from the original PM Gals! doujin by the group Gambler Club. While the general path and conclusion is different, the idea is the same.) Learning to Stand and Deliver Pokemon Advanced Generation fanfiction by MasterXploder Commissioned by Dustin-James Lee With thanks to Sake, Biku, RowletForSenator, and Phoenix (lordbardak) for editing (Note: Contains explicit mention of underaged genitalia and peeing... like, a lot of peeing. Reader discretion advised) Today could not have been a more perfect day to walk through the forests of the Hoenn region. Sunny skies, fair temperature, and a pleasant breeze kept people and Pokemon alike invigorated in their travels. Indeed, it was not an uncommon sight to see a pretty Pokemon or two going about between the trees, whether they were looking for food or just wanting to explore the world at their own pace. May, the novice Pokemon trainer and contest competitor, certainly kept her eyes on the woods as she walked along the trail with her friends. However, she wasn’t just looking for a new Pokemon to catch and train, but also for a little more personal reason. Ugh, I have to pee, she thought with a frown, a hand idly resting near her groin. Her other hand held a tall water canteen, almost empty from the long walk they had been on. Even in the sun, enough time had passed for that water to make its way into her bladder, and now a dull throb kept distracting her from enjoying the walk. May let out a quiet sigh. The next town was still about a day away, and there wouldn't be any bathrooms to make use of along the way. No, she'd have to squat behind a tree or bush, which was not something she was looking forward to. She'd done it plenty of times already, ever since her mom first taught her how when she was little, but squatting was just a pain in the butt for her. She didn't like the strain it put on her legs, and it always carried a risk of something going wrong, like losing balance and falling on her rear, or getting caught by a wild, aggressive Pokemon. She didn't even want to think about if a boy saw her with her shorts down. Like it or not, she was gonna have to answer nature's call in its domain soon. Might as well take care of it sooner rather than later, she figured. Coming to a stop, May opened her mouth to speak. "Uh, hey guys?" That wasn't her. Instead it came from Ash Ketchum, the boy walking behind her. May, along with her brother Max and the rookie breeder Brock, turned around. There was Ash, with a hand between his legs and one knee rubbing against the other, carrying a nervous smile. His Pikachu rested on his shoulder, also looking a bit embarrassed at his owner. “Could we maybe stop for a minute? I gotta go again!” he said, his eyes shut. A bead of sweat ran down everyone’s head. Business as usual with Ash, huh? May thought to herself. “You could’ve asked us anytime if it’s that bad, you know,” said Brock. “Sorry, I was so busy keeping an eye out for wild Pokemon, I wasn’t paying attention!” “It’s a shame we can’t teach him the Endure move,” said Max with a sigh. May giggled a bit at the joke. “Well, I can’t blame him. I could use a little pit stop, myself,” she said, giving a little wiggle to her hips. “I see…” Brock looked at May more intently than usual. This stare was quickly broken by a glare and growl from Max. “Uh, then let’s take a break! Guys on one side of the road, girls on the other?” “Works for me!” Ash was quick to depart for the trees, still holding onto himself. “Well, if everyone else is stopping, I may as well too. I mean, I could have held it for a while, but still,” said Max, following after Ash. There was a noticeable stiffness to his walk. May kept a close eye on Brock as he walked into the woods as well, making sure he was fully out of sight. Once that happened, she placed a hand to her groin, now that no one was around to watch her squirm a little. Alright, let’s get this over with, she thought, turning to the woods behind her. She stepped forward, only to immediately come to a stop before walking into a bush of poisonous leaves. “Eep, close one!” She backed up immediately and looked for another way around. Unfortunately, this plant was notorious for growing in large batches, and there seemed to be bushes of the stuff everywhere on her side. Even if she found a detour around, she didn’t trust that there wouldn’t be more out of plain sight. That was the last thing she wanted near her exposed legs, rump, and “Little Shellder” as her mom called it. With a sigh, May turned around and walked into the boys’ side of the forest, where not a single poison bush could be seen. She didn’t like the thought of being exposed around them, but if anything, she could trust Max to keep a tight rein on them. Besides, as long as she headed in at a different angle, there would be little chance they’d bump into each other. Or so she thought. As she passed a tree, May noticed some colors contrasting with the greens and browns of the woods in the corner of her eye. She immediately looked, hoping it would be a new Pokemon, but instead found something very different. Standing with their backs angled towards her were Ash, Brock, and Max, all three in the process of relieving themselves. She could see their streams, steady and uniform like a Mudkip’s Water Gun except more yellow, leaving from between their legs and making all kinds of noises as they fell into a bush, scattering the liquid everywhere. Ash looked relieved as expected, but Brock was smiling too, and especially Max seemed happy with how much he was finally able to let out. Even Pikachu got in on it, standing on his hind legs and tinkling onto a tree bark, his head held up and a long “Piiiiii~” escaping his open mouth. May’s face went red instantly. This was not a sight she was expecting to see today. Perhaps the crazier thing, however, was that she didn’t want to look away. Despite growing up with Max, this was the first time she had ever seen a boy peeing… and they were standing up. Did they really not need to squat down like she did, at least for going number one? It looked so effortless, with practically zero chance of falling over or getting a poison leaf on their place down there, which she thankfully couldn’t see from here. If only she could do something like that… Wait! It was like a Torchic used Flash to light up something inside her brain. She didn’t know what boys had, but who really said she couldn’t pee standing up too? Maybe she needed to take an extra step or two, but if there was even a chance she could make it work, then it was definitely worth trying. And what better time to test it out than now? Watching the boys relieve their bladders made her own throb a little harder, reminding her of her original reason for coming here. Putting her legs together, she snuck away and let the boys finish up by themselves. She didn’t stop until she had put more than a few trees and bushes between them; they would practically have to be right on top of her to catch what she was gonna do. Her privacy secured, May had to wonder exactly how this would work. She definitely lacked whatever boys had to aim it forward. The only way she could probably shoot it out like that was if she was leaning back on a log with her legs spread wide and underwear totally off. No, it was gonna come out straight down, which meant she needed to have absolutely nothing in the way for that. May took one last look around for any Pokemon or people, her gloved hands moving up her mini-skirt and other her shorts. Satisfied with her privacy, she hooked her fingers around the waist and pulled both her shorts and underwear down to her ankles. She then lifted one foot out and rotated them so that her legwear rested on the outside of her other foot. Standing back up, May lifted her skirt from the sides, revealing her bottom and “Skitty” to the forest around her. Looking down at it, she felt a little weird letting it air out like this, even somewhere she couldn’t be seen. Still, she could feel the urine just inside begging to be let out now. So… is this all I gotta do? May wondered as she glanced from her groin to the ground below. It seemed simple enough; with her feet at about shoulder-width, gravity would take care of it for her. Maybe her shoes would get a little bit of splatter, but that would wipe off easy enough. Still, it was probably better to start things slow. May took in a small breath as she gradually lowered her hold, like a faucet slowly being turned on. A soft glint could be seen at the exit before the first drops, tinted with only a hint of yellow, fell through the air, hitting and almost immediately soaking into the dirt below. Another little dribble followed after, this one adding to the tiny damp patch. Okay, so far so good. May had to admit, this risky way of piddling was working better than she expected. The only part of her that had gotten wet was the one place she knew would have to be wiped anyway. A little smile grew on her face. Maybe this was gonna be easier than she thought. But if she just kept it to a tiny trickle, she’d be stuck here forever. Her body seemed to agree, as she felt her muscles relaxing further, letting more urine pass through. A little tingly feeling, something she usually got if she had to go fairly badly, radiated from her groin, and May closed her eyes while deciding to express her relief. “Haaahh… Aaah!?” Her eyes shot open as she quickly felt the one thing she didn’t want to feel: warm and wet. May looked down at her stream and her heart immediately skipped a couple beats. Her pee was now coming out at a strong force, but not at all like the steady stream she wanted. Droplets flew out at all angles, and a trail ran down each leg, leaving a gleam in the sunlight. She could see plenty of it flying off the puddle growing between her feet, landing on her socks, shoes, and even her shorts and undies. “Ah, no no no!” she cried out, her arms flailing at her sides. She tried to clench herself shut, but it wasn’t happening, not with her pee already leaving at full force. In her panic, May tried to buck her hips back and forth, hoping to somehow direct the stream a little. If there was any difference, it was that it flew forward a bit between jerks, but otherwise stayed just as messy. May came to a stop as the futility of it finally dawned on her. This was a failure, no two ways about it. Her legs were soaked, shoes and socks felt gross, and even her pulled-off panties weren’t spared. As her spray slowed into a little tinkle and then into a stray drop or two falling off, May let a frown come on and her upper body hunch over in defeat. “Aw, man…” Shaking her head in disbelief, May grabbed her fanny pack and pulled out several environmentally-friendly tissues, then went to work wiping her lower body down. She got it all off her skin, but there was little she could do for her clothes at the moment. Her only hope was that there would be a river soon for her to wash them in private, and that some of her cosmetics could mask the faint smell of urine. Faced with such an embarrassing moment, May wondered if this had been a good idea in the first place. She shook that thought out of her head in the next second. Whenever she lost in a Pokemon battle or contest, she knew that getting mopey and beating herself up didn’t solve anything. The best thing was to pick herself up, see what she did wrong, and try again. Why wouldn’t that be the case here? It had worked at first, surely there was a way to guarantee a successful standing pee. She just had to figure it out for next time. Alright! Next time, I’ll pee just like a boy! She mentally declared while putting her foot back through her undergarments, yanking them back up with a determined look. Said look quickly changed to one of mild gross-out. Ew, gotta change into my other clothes next chance I get! “Ah, at least I’m out of those shorts now.” May crawled out of her tent, looking a bit tired from all the walking she had done that day. The setting sun put an orange tint on her spare clothes: a sleeveless, reddish top with a green bandanna, white gloves, green belt, and a different pair of shoes. It was a bit much to completely change her outfit, but even out in the woods, she still couldn’t deny her sense of fashion. The faint smell of something delicious perked her up a bit. She looked at the campfire to find Brock in the middle of cooking some stew, with Ash and Max eagerly awaiting the meal to come nearby. Hope I can get at least one bite in between all these bottomless stomachs! “A pleasant day on the trail and Brock’s cooking on top of that?” she said while walking up to them. “I’m starting to feel a little spoiled today!” “Is that why you decided to change your entire outfit?” asked Max. “Um, I…” May put on a nervous smile and her hand behind her head. “Er, yes! I just wanted to, um, dress for the occasion! You know, since we don’t get to eat Brock’s cooking that often!” “But we just ate some of his cooking a couple days ago,” said Ash. “Yeah, and you didn’t dress special for that, either,” added Max. Shoot, why do their brains still have to work on an empty stomach!? May’s brain drew a blank no matter how hard she tried to think of another good excuse, or any excuse for that any matter. She definitely didn’t want anyone to know the messy experiment she just tried, but lying was never a strong point of hers. She needed to find a way out of this discussion, and fast. “Oh?” That’s when she found, or rather felt, her solution. May put her legs together and a hand between them, giving a little wiggle. “S-Sorry, nature calls! Gotta go!” she declared before quickly trotting off towards the woods. “I wonder what that was about?” she heard Ash say. “I dunno. You kinda get used to it when you spend enough time with her,” said Max, “Why, this one time growing up, I remember when she really had to go to the bathroom, and…” May didn’t catch the rest of the story, but if it was the one she thought Max was recounting, she would have some very choice words with him when she got back. How was she supposed to know back then that an Oddish could bury itself up to its leaves? It took her forever to get used to peeing outdoors again after that. With a groan, May returned her focus to her new issue, the building pressure in her bladder again. She hadn’t peed since her failed standing attempt, partly because no one else needed to stop again. The biggest reason was that she wanted to try thinking up some ways to improve her chances of success before she tried again. She had boiled her failure down to two problems. First, she needed a way to give her pee some forward momentum, since making it go straight down seemed to invite trouble. Second, and more embarrassingly, she remembered a few things about how her “plumbing” worked, namely that while standing, the exit was covered up by her “Bellossom petals”, as mom had called them. May stopped to scratch her cheek. Mom sure had some silly ways to talk about my vagina! While that issue was simple enough to deal with, the lack of proper aim still proved a problem. As she walked, May tried to think of a way to maybe angle herself so it could come out more forward than down with a little force. While she thought, her eyes drifted towards two trees growing a couple feet apart from each other, with a couple bushes nearby. It'd make for good cover, but something about the way they were positioned made her tilt her head, like it could prove to be more than that. "Hmm… Oh!" It hit her like a Blaziken using a high jump kick. She smiled at the naughty idea she just came up with. Maybe it wouldn’t work all the time, but she may have found a way to hit two Pidgeys with one stone. Giving another look around to make sure she was alone, May walked over to the trees, her hands already hooking around her shorts and panties. She pulled them down and stepped one foot out just like last time. That was where the similarities ended; putting a hand on one tree for balance, May lifted her leg with the clothes around her ankle up to the other tree at a nearly ninety-degree angle, letting her naked groin really shine in the setting sun. She then bit down on the glove of her free hand, pulling it loose and leaving the garment in her mouth. Her bare fingers delicately pulled apart the “petals” down below, leaving a certain hole exposed with nothing in the way. May’s heart quivered in anticipation, making her cheeks turn a light red. Her bladder was more than ready to get the flow going, but May knew she couldn’t just let it out on its own pace this time. If she wanted to avoid a cleanup this time, she needed to push it out. I knew those exercises would come in handy someday! “Hmph!” May tensed her muscles, forcing the urine out of its home and through the exit. It shot out of her in a steady and strong stream, almost sparkling in the sunlight and flying forward a fair distance before arcing downward and breaking up, hitting the grass with a faint piddling noise. Her force also produced a slight hiss from her personal water spout; she was certainly thankful everyone else was distracted back at the camp to not hear and see this private performance of hers. But more than that, May began to smile in excitement. Her technique was working! Maybe her raised leg would be a little tired after this, and she could still feel the need for some tissues once she was done, but this was already going way better than her first try. The relief was quite nice, too. Pushing so much out so quickly was leaving a nice emptying feeling in her, like ridding herself of all the stress that had been building inside her. It wasn’t quite as strong as the couple times when she made it to the toilet right before she peed her pants, but she couldn’t complain about having some nice sensations to go along with her success. “Mmm…” She sighed with the glove in her mouth, ready to ride out the rest of her potty time in clean, happy peace. “Hmm!?” Sadly, that would not be the case. As her pee slowed down, it could not maintain the momentum to stay at that arc. As it declined, the stream gradually fell apart as well. Before she knew it, a trail ran down her grounded leg, and all those happy feelings evaporated quicker than the wet patch that had formed in the dirt. She looked at her leg as it was defiled once more with her golden, smelly waste. Her first instinct was to try and move her body to somehow stop the trickling tinkle. Unfortunately, she couldn’t, not with her body propped up so precariously. A kneejerk would make her fall over, and even more would be covered, not to mention the dirt getting on her legs and butt. Stopping the pee wasn’t happening, either; forcing her muscles like that made sure she wouldn’t be able to clench them shut until it was all out. As much as she didn’t want to, all May could do was groan in disappointment as her pee continued for a little bit longer, her leg getting wetter all the while. She could feel drops of urine soaking into her sock at the ankle, and even a little down at the heel, making her cringe. I’m gonna have to change my socks again! Once the last spurt of urine had dribbled onto the ground, May let her raised leg down, feeling the blood circulating through it again. She lifted her stained leg up and inspected the full damage, further dismaying her. “So much for that idea,” she bemoaned after removing her glove from her mouth. Not that it was a practical solution anyway; this pose only worked if she had something to brace herself on in the first place, and it still left her far messier than was acceptable. Yet again, the thought that her pursuit was doomed from the start weighed her down, but it only took a glance at her other leg to convince herself otherwise. Only leg was soaked this time, and her underwear remained dry and wearable. If anything, she had gotten closer to her goal than before. That’s right, she told herself, I know I can make this work! I don’t care how many pairs of socks and underwear I go through, I will achieve a perfect standing pee! May struck a pose of pure determination, a fire lighting within her eyes that wouldn’t stop for anything. However, a growl from her stomach quickly proved otherwise. “Ugh, Brock’s cooking sounds really good now,” she admitted, clutching her empty belly. A few used tissues lying on the ground to dissolve later, and May was on her way back to the campsite. Food was at the forefront of her mind, but she still gave a little thought to her experiment. They would be reaching the next town sometime tomorrow; maybe it would be for the best if she put off her attempts until then. She would probably have the chance to practice while taking a shower, where she wouldn’t need to worry about cleanup or being seen at all. It made more sense to her, at least. But she could leave that for later. Right now, all she wanted was some good campfire grub, nice tea to wash it down, and then retire to her tent where she could recharge for another big day tomorrow. "Nngh, why do these buildings have to be so confusing?" May rounded the corner to yet another corridor, this one looking the same as the last few. Nothing but plain halls and closed doors everywhere, nothing resembling a ladies' room, which she so badly needed. How'd she even let it get this bad? May tried to remember, but the details were hazy. They got to town, drank some tea, then the next thing she knew, she was in a desperate search for a bathroom in a random building. Hand at her groin and squirm in her hips, she continued to make her way through, every second bringing her closer to the first accident she would have since childhood. But just when that seemed unavoidable, May finally saw it: a door with a pink sign and a female stick figure, dead ahead. "Alright, finally!" She said with a smile, opening the door and stepping in without a moment's pause. "Wait, what?" May looked on in surprise and confusion. This wasn't a bathroom at all. Somehow, she now found herself in what looked like a contest hall with a big stage on the other side and a massive audience. Several girls stood at the edge of the stage. Wait, May realized, they weren't just any girls. Roxanne, Winona, Flannery, Glacia, and Phoebe… these were the female gym leaders and members of Hoenn’s Elite Four. What is going on here!? "Alright, ladies!" said Phoebe, who stood in the middle. "Time to stand and deliver!" All as one, the girls widened their stance, thrust their hips forward, and put their hands between their legs. It was at this point May noticed the biggest shocker of all: none of the ladies had any bottoms on! She couldn’t make them out very well through all the lights and strange haze in the room, but there was no doubting they were all naked in the place where it mattered most. Her shock only grew from there as five streams of urine flew forward from their groins, shimmering in the studio lights as it fell into the audience. The girls all wore different faces of relief, from Glacia’s soft smile to Flannery’s ear-to-ear grin. The hiss from all of their vaginas came through loud and clear, like invisible microphones were hooked up to their crotches. Cheers roared from the audience, louder than any crowd May had ever heard. She couldn’t pry her eyes away from this oddly-mesmerizing display; what bizarre show could she have possibly stumbled into? The streams ended as quickly as they began, seemingly disappearing into thin air. Suddenly, Phoebe lifted her arm and pointed straight at May. “Now it’s your turn to take the stage!” “Huh!?” May looked down and found that she was no longer by the door. Somehow, she now stood onstage, with everyone in the faceless crowd looking at her. Furthermore, she was wearing her pink swimsuit, with one major difference: a complete lack of undergarments. She immediately went wide-eyed and red-faced, wanting to cover herself and run away. However, her legs stayed rooted to the spot, and her hands wouldn’t move, leaving everything below the belt on display. “Go on,” she heard Phoebe say behind her. “Stand tall, assume the pose, and show them all the power inside!” May’s body moved on its own, spreading her legs, moving her hips forward, and placing her hands at her entrance. She became reminded of all the urine built up within, eager to flow out onto the audience below. I… I’m really gonna… May closed her eyes, bracing herself for whatever came next. Seconds passed as the stage, the crowd, and all the noises within swirled into darkness and silence. She re-opened them expecting to see her pee flying out. Instead, May was greeted with the canopy of her tent, and the noises of birdsong in the distance. “Wha?” She sat up, letting her sleeping bag fall and reveal her orange pajama top and pants with white stripes, and looked around in confusion. All just a dream, a very bizarre one at that. She had to wonder if a psychic-type Pokemon had used some kind of dream move on her. Why else would she ever imagine such a scenario? But then May’s half-lidded eyes fully opened as she felt the one part of the dream that was very real. “Ooh, gotta pee!” She was quickly reminded of the extra cup of tea she had before bed, and how that had led to one very embarrassing morning as a kid. It seemed there were some lessons she never fully learned, even when her bladder capacity was a bit stronger than that time. Still, she knew that it would be coming out before too long, and she needed to get behind some trees before that time arrived. May quickly slipped out of her sleeping bag, threw on her slippers, and crawled out of her tent, pausing only to let her eyes adjust to the morning sun. Looking around, she saw Ash still fast asleep in his bag, and Brock and Max’s tent was still zipped closed, so at least she wouldn’t have to worry about them. With hand in groin, May set off into the woods again. Not as far as before, she didn't want to hold this any longer than she needed to. That, and wandering off too far without any friends or Pokemon for protection was a bad idea, aching bladder or no. Her urge was strong, but not strong enough to make her forget such a vivid dream as she walked. Seeing such famous, strong women expose themselves and pee in front of an entire audience… she wouldn’t be forgetting that dream for a long time, for better or worse. At least they all looked so powerful in their stance, she supposed. Wait! It all came back to her at once; the exact way they stood as they peed, and the same pose they made her take was clear as day. Could it really be what she looking for? Sure, it came from a weird place, but if had a chance to work, then she had to give it a shot. After ducking behind a decently-covering tree and bush, May glanced down at her pajama-clad legs and slippers. She had lucked out her last two times by wearing dark shorts, but she absolutely couldn’t take any risks this time. She kicked her slippers off, then grabbed her bottoms at the waist and pulled them off as well, setting the pants down on top of the bush. The sensations of her exposed lower body in the morning breeze and bare feet touching the grass sent a shiver down her spine, making her bladder beg even harder to be free of all that urine. Just a little longer, she told herself. “Alright, let’s see…” May visualized the steps from the dream, doing her best to re-enact them. Legs spread past her shoulders, and hips thrusted forward. Those were easy enough to do, but she had to wonder about the next step. She had never tried pulling on her folds like that before, never needed to. This would be a new experience on top of a new experience, and she hadn’t been awake for five minutes yet. Her hands reached down to her warm, soft petals and gingerly pulled them upwards. Her face went red as she realized just how much pink she could now see this way, but she could tell that this would keep it from falling straight down and soaking her legs again. At least, it would as long as she remembered the golden rule to making her own gold this way: Push. Only a second passed between the moment she let go and the first release, but it felt like an eternity of waiting to her. A million thoughts ran through her mind, equal parts excitement and dread making her heart race. The moment was upon her; would she shoot or soak? As it left its uncomfortable home and passed millimeter by millimeter, she would see for herself. A small spurt heralded the start, just a bit of shiny, golden liquid flowing out as much forward as down and hitting the ground with an inaudible patter. May’s whole body went rigid, but her bladder kept pushing, no time to stop it now. Next came a trickle, chaotic and broken, falling at the dirt before her. It still left cleanly enough even at this splatter, but May knew she couldn’t keep it at this rate. It would get stronger whether she wanted it to or not, and knowing the relief to come, she definitely wanted it. Her pee built up from there, becoming steadier and stronger, landing narrower and further, until it reached its peak: a powerful stream, long and robust, flying forward and breaking up only as it began to dip towards the earth. Noises entered May’s ears, of both the small, targeted rainfall and the hiss from down below. She then detected a faint hint of her scent too, and she briefly wondered if this would end up attracting any Pokemon to her. I sure hope not! But nevermind that, May could barely believe the sight happening before her. She was peeing… standing up… and it was working! Maybe not one hundred percent, as she could feel just a bit of it dripping off the bottom of her vagina, but anyone who caught her right now would say she was peeing as good as any boy. Her mouth opened up in surprise at first, both from the success and the naughtiness of such an ungirly action. However, it gradually lifted into a smile as free and unashamed as the stream before her. “I… did it!” she declared to the world. “I can pee standing up!” May laughed in triumph, feeling unstoppable in that moment. If only those girls from her dream could see her now; they’d be clapping and cheering her on, the audience below roaring with approval at her flawless technique. It was a shame this sort of display wouldn’t win her any contests, but she was certain she would win a gold medal if they ever allowed it. She let loose another laugh, but quickly remembered how close to the camp she still was. “Eep!” She quickly shut her mouth and glanced behind, though she couldn’t see anything. I hope no one heard that! She’d almost prefer soaking her legs again than giving Max more ammo for embarrassing stories. Best to just relish in the moment quietly, she decided. Leaning her head back, May closed her eyes and let out a long, uninterrupted sigh as she took in the pleasure of a nice morning pee. She’d never tell another soul, but emptying her bladder first thing in the morning had a certain satisfaction to it, much like how another person would enjoy a cup of coffee or their wakeup stretches. It was the icing on the cake to her hard-earned success, and she would enjoy it to the last drop. Said drop didn’t happen for a while, but eventually, her stream declined in power, the hard splatter on the damp dirt fading into a faint piddle, and the hiss of her personal water gun disappearing. Even then, her pee took its sweet time growing weaker, to the point that it felt like minutes passed before it stopped completely, even though it really hadn’t been that long. A large puddle remained in front of her, and would stay there for a while before soaking and evaporating away. “Hah… wow, I actually did it,” she muttered to herself, still as red-faced as ever. She wanted to stay there and bask in the slight afterglow of success, but May knew staying here like this was asking to be caught. Best to wipe up and get dressed before that could happen. That was when May thought of something rather dismaying. “Ugh, I forgot to bring tissues,” she groaned, lowering her head. Without wiping, she was sure to leave a small wet spot on her pajamas, and she’d never hear the end of it if the boys saw her. Luckily, a solution quickly presented itself. A slight breeze picked up, blowing against her exposed “Luvdisc”. She gasped at the sudden feeling, but quickly noticing it was not an unpleasant feeling. In fact, it was helping her dry up, making what drips she still had fall to the grass between her feet. May breathed out a relaxed breath; it’d take a little bit this way, but it gave her more time to enjoy the moment. As she drip-dried, May thought of what else was ahead of her today. She never considered herself unconfident, but now she felt as though she could take on all of Hoenn right now. Come what may, this girl would always take the stage knowing she had the power to stand and deliver. And now, for something completely different: the original English anime opening, as sung by May in mid-pee! I’m gonna pee standing up Like no girl ever has! I won’t squat in an itchy shrub The boys, I will outclass! I will trickle through the air, Spraying far and wide With these two folds, you should beware The power that’s inside! Potty time! (Gotta stand up tall!) It’s time to pee, And standing is much more free! Potty time! Oooooh, it feels so good In the way that peeing should! Potty time! (Gotta stand up tall!) I peed a ton! “Little Shellder’s” had her fun Wipe and dress and now I’m done! Pot-ty time! (Gotta stand up tall) Gotta stand up tall Potty time! (A/N: Are these lyrics by me and the commissioner the best worst thing I've ever put in a story, or what? Anyway, still got a couple other commissions lined up, but if you wanna get in touch with me, check out my thread here!)
  5. So, I did this before, but closed it due to lack of interest. But, I've decided to re-do it! I'll keep it open as long as I feel like this time, hopefully this will go better than before. Same rules: Tell me which pokemon Tell me the gender Tell me what clothes you'd like them to be wearing (if any) Tell me the wetting/holding scenario you'd like them to be in Go wild! Multiple requests are allowed. All requests will be digital sketches.
  6. RavenEevee

    "I didnt know you still used them"

    From the album: RRRE

    © http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16731080/

  7. Will she be able to hold it until a toilet becomes available?
  8. I don't think Jasmine will be able to get her panties down in time.
  9. (My first story, I may do these whenever I don't have time for requests. Anyways, enjoy!) A Braixen was lounging on her couch, casually scroll through her phone. As well as sipping down her 3rd cup of orange soda. She had a rough last few days at work, so she was taking her weekend to just relax however she wanted. She was just scrolling through her feed, eventually feeling a slight twinge in her bladder. "Ugh.. Gotta wee.." She said to herself, but her position was just too comfortable, she didn't feel like getting up. She decided to just ignore it for now, knowing she could hold it. As she continued to scroll she came across a few images of beautiful looking waterfalls and springs. She admired them for awhile, marveling at their beauty. But the thought of flowing waters reminded her of the need slowly building, so much so that she couldn't help but slighty shift her legs around at the thought. After awhile of this, she could start to feel her bladder filling at a fairly fast past, realizing she really couldn't hold it anymore, she reluctant got up, doing a tight walk with her legs just a little clutched together as she made her way to the restroom. Braixen put her paw on the door, turning the knob only to find it stuck. She blinked, then turned it again. Still stuck. She had no clue what to do or how to feel, she kept turning the knob as if she it wasn't real, but it was. The bathroom was locked, which meant no toilet access, which also meant, no peeing. Braixen whinned, not knowing what to do or how the door was locked. The door had a lock on it, on the inside. "H-how is it locked? I-it only locks inside!" She said to herself, subconciously rubbing her legs together. Braixen made her way back to the couch, waddling and sitting down to think of what she could do now. She tried to think fast, but her bladder was distracting her. She had her paws pressed against her croch, her legs shaking back and forth. Those sodas had gone straight through her, faster than she expected. Braixen thought of a few potential options, maybe she could go in the kitchen sink? No no, she wouldn't be able to climb on the counter without leaking... Maybe she could go in the garden? That won't work... She couldn't risk getting spotted. As she contemplated her options, her need to go continued to rise, she crossed her legs tightly, clutching her croch as she tried her very best to keep it in. She knew she was running out of time. Her bladder threatening to burst right then and there, but she managed to prevent her flow, giving her more time to think. She eventually had an idea, she got up, waddling her way back towards the bathroom door. Trying again at the knob to be sure, but to no avail. She opened up a nearby closet, pulling out a wrench. She went back to the door, and with her legs still crossed, she tried to pry the door open. She didn't care if she broke her door, she couldn't bare the thought of wetting herself, even if she was alone. She pulled and pulled, hoping the lock would give. But it didn't, and as a large wave if desperation hit her, she dropped the wrench, grabbing at her crotch and doing a pee dance, trying to hold it all in. She felt a leak drip into her paw, knowing time was almost up. In panic, she picked up the wrench, shoving it straight through the door, a huge hole carved through it. Braixen frantically put her hand through it, looking to unlock the door from outside, she eventually was able to do so, opening the door immediately. There she saw her savior, the clean, white surface of the toilet. But, as she took one step towards the toilet bowl, she froze. Her bladder had had enough, and before she could do anything to stop it, the floodgates opened up. Her bladder letting out all the pent up liquid inside. She knew she couldn't stop it, so she let it flow, she couldn't help but laugh at the fact she had put in hole in her door because of all of this. "Today was quite eventful... Guess I got some cleaning to do.. As well as calling a repair mon.." (Hope that was enjoyable! If it was I may write some more stories in the future!)
  10. MasterXploder

    female Bea went Pee

    A true fighter knows to stretch all of her muscles before a battle, even her bladder muscles. Art by 山羊の豚足: https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=75702745
  11. It was a windy day as a young 16-year-old trainer from Kanto walked off the plain on to Anistar city. She wore a black t-shirt with yellow stripes on her short sleeves. Black skirt with yellow trim, and a black hat with a yellow circle on the front and bill. Her brown hair was tied back into a ponytail to keep her hair out of her brown eyes. “Finally, our new journey begins now!” she says happily to a Pokeball as she goes into the airport to get her new Kalos trainer ID. Ayumi Kato The former champion of the Kanto region after her friend Kakeru beat her and took her title. While she could have trained a bit and gone back to reclaim her title, she decided to take a break from battling and try something new. She heard about special pokemon contests in Hoenn and Sinnoh and thought they looked like fun. After hearing the news that Kalos would be hosting their first ever contest league, Ayumi decided to travel to Kalos for her new journey through the contest league! But before the league begins, Ayumi decided to come early and do some sightseeing. Starting with one of the bigger wonders of Kalos, the crystal Sundial! First, however, she should probably rent a room at the pokemon center and drop off her bags before sightseeing. As she steps outside the airport, a strong gust of wind surprises Ayumi as her skirt is lifted up and lets her Eevee printed diapers be flashed to the world! A wave of shame and embarrassment fills Ayumi as she quickly pushes her skirt down and checks if anyone saw her diaper. Thankfully no one did and Ayumi let out a sigh of relief. Due to a stupid attempt at catching a nidoran with her bare hands back when she first started as a pokemon trainer, she got critically poisoned by it and spent a full day in the woods before her Eevee managed to get someone to save her. she spent 2 weeks in the recovery room as the poison was slowly pumped out of her body. mostly by having her drink Pecha berry smoothies and peeing it out. While her body recovered over time, the poison took its toll on her and has left her with a very week bladder as a result. Sadly there was nothing doctors could do but suggest she ware diapers for some protection. Ever since then she has been forced to wear diapers! and because of them, she lost her title as champion! ***** Ayumi was the Kanto champion for about 9 months and got fairly used to the battles. Out of the dozens of trainers that would challenge the league, maybe 3 or 4 would ever reach her. Most of which, only brought a team designed to beat the elite 4 but would have no idea what Ayumi would use against them. While Ayumi had her own personal team, she also had a lot of other pokemon that she trained up thanks to the pokemon league, which give trainers that last challenge of not knowing what she would use. Normally, the battles only last 15 minutes at the most before she beats them. Typically only using 4 or 5 pokemon. But then Kakeru showed up. They were best friends and started their journey at the same time. Even battling for the title after Ayumi had just won it. She beat him and he left to train while Ayumi became the champion. Against him, Ayumi knew she had to use her personal team to take him on! That battle lasted an hour before they were down to just 1 pokemon each. Kakeru had his Gengar use destiny bond to take out Ayumi’s starter pokemon Umbreon. So now it was down to their last pokemon. Ayumi called out her Dragonite while Kakeru called out his exeggutor. But not a normal one, an Alolan exeggutor. It would have been a very close match! If it wasn't for one tinny problem. Her bladder was starting to kill her and she wasn't paying full attention to the battle at hand while trying to not piss herself. She wanted to call time out to take a bathroom break, but that was against the rules. once a battle starts, it won't end without someone forfeiting. She needed to win fast! She had her pokemon use Ice beam to take it out for good! But Kakeru planed for that. And his pokemon hold a Yache Berry that weakens the ice attack just enough to not knock out exeggutor! At this point, Ayumi stopped paying attention and grabbed her diaper in hopes of holding just a moment longer! But it was no use. Dragonite was weakened by an early fight, leading to it being knocked out with a single dragon tail. it crashed down right next to her and startled her for just a moment. At that moment, Ayumi didn't just lose her title as champion but also began wetting her diaper…. ******** She lets out another sight before deciding to find the pokemon center fast and possibly changing onto a longer skirt to protect against the wind flashing her diaper again. However, after traveling just a few blocks she didn't notice any sines indicating were the pokemon center was. Back in Kanto, there were signs all over the place telling trainers were the nearest pokemon center was or how to get to them. But here in Kalos, she hasn't spotted one yet. “Where am I supposed to go?” Ayumi asked herself as she remembered her Pokedex and the GPS map it had. But as she checked she was greeted with an error. ‘Map only for Kanto and Jhoto. Please upgrade for more regions. Ayumi groaned as she put the Pokedex away and looked around. Maybe she could… But her thoughts were derailed when she felt a sudden fullness in her bladder! Her eyes grew wide as she knew she needed to find a bathroom within the next few minutes! She quickly crossed her legs for and began searching frantically for the pokemon center. Where the hell was it! Part of her wanted to ask someone for directions, but in her situation, she didn't want to. The first time she tried that back home she felt like a little girl asking an adult for the potty, just for her to lose control and wet her diaper right then. The look of total disgust from that person haunted Ayumi for so long that she became terrified of even talking to someone when her bladder is full. At this point, she didn't care about finding the pokemon center, she just needed to find any bathroom! She took off seed walking down the street frantically searching for any kind of sign. Any place that would let her release her full bladder! Then she saw it. A sign pointing towards a clothing store! Surely they would have a bathroom! She just needed to hurry up and turn the corner! *WHAM! Ayumi had just run into someone as they both fell to the floor. The person she ran into fell on her side. While Aymi fell on her but. “Ow! That hurt!” the girl Ayumi knocked down said as she sat up. “Didn't you know you shouldn't run around corners like…..” The girl stopped as she looked at Ayumi who’s eyes were wide as dinner plates while her legs were spread and showing off her diaper. The once white diaper with Eevee print slowly turning yellow as the Eevees all evolved into different Eeveelutions. As her diaper fills in front of a complete stranger, Ayumi blushes and cant holds back her tears as they begin to fill her eyes. Her lips quivering as she is about to fully burst out crying. At first, the other girl is just mesmerized by the sight of Ayumi’s wet diaper before the soft sounds ow whimpers reach her ears and she sees Ayumi now crying. “H-h-hey! -i-its all right, um…” the girl was at a loss for words as the began looking around for some other type of help! How was she supposed to stop Ayumi from crying! Then she had an idea! The girl shot up and Ayumi was able to get a good look at the girl she bumped into. She wore a giant corn weed growing V-neck black mini-dress with a white blouse underneath, red scarf, gold hair-clips, pink skirt, a pink beanie with a Poké Ball design in it, black knee-high socks, a yellow backpack, and pink short boots. While standing above Ayumi, the girl grabbed the bottom of her dress and gently lifted it up to show off her own white diaper with Piplups on it. Both girls are blushing brightly as the girl lets go of her dress to hide her diaper but her eyes linger on Ayumi, or more importantly, her wet diaper. Her face growing redder as she realizes she was staring and reaches out a hand to help Ayumi up. “It's ok, I'm Hikari(Dawn), what's your name?” Hikari askes “I-im A-Ayumi.” Ayumi says as she takes the girl's hand and is helped up. But is still crying. Hikari quickly gives the girl a hug in hopes of making her feel better. “Everything will be ok,” Hikari says as she lets go and looks at Ayumi who was still crying but calmed down a bit. “Would you like some help?” “I-i don't know were the p-pokemon center is…” Ayumi tells Hikari shyly as her beet red and tearful face looks down. “Oh! You must be new here too! I got lost myself my first day.”Hikari says as she grabs Ayumi’s hand. “Come on, ill take you to the pokemon center!” Hikari pulls Ayumi along as she leads the tearful girl to the nearest pokemon center. Along the way, they pass by a girl who was looking at her watch and not paying attention to them. She was a tall and slim young girl. She has very long dark brown hair tied in two large sock buns above her ears, with two long locks hanging loose to her waist, and shorter locks on either side of her face, pale peach skin and dark blue eyes. She wears a pink and white visor on her head, as well as a salmon pink tank top tied with a bow around her neck like a bikini top under a white quarter length slim fit top with ice blue sleeves and a fully salmon pink semi-Poké Ball printed on the chest area. On her bottom half, she wears frilly flared mustard yellow shorts with salmon pink socks. Her hi-top shoes are ice blue and white with mustard yellow laces. She carries a large salmon pink and white handbag with a black strap over her shoulder. But as they walked past each other, Ayumi thought for just a second, she saw something peeking from the girl's shorts. But before she had a chance to look again, Hikari stops. “Here we are!” Hikari tells Ayumi as they enter inside. Inside was full of people and pokemon all chatting away and a few even looking over to Ayumi. Ayumi blushes more and quickly turns her eyes to the floor as Hikari leads her towards the front desk. “Hi, my friend is looking to get a room,” Hikari tells the desk lady. “Ok, just one sec. I'll just need your friend's name and trainer ID.” the lady sais but Ayumi is too embarrassed to even look up to acknowledge the lady. “Oh, right,” Hikari says as she motions for the lady to get closer before whispering something into her ear. “I-i see.” the lady sais while blushing a little. “Just one moment.” The desk lady does something on her computer before looking back at the two girls. “A nurse joy will be here in just a moment,” she tells them. A few moments later, a nurse joy comes out and gives the girls a smile before taking Ayumi’s hand. “Come with me, dear. Well make things all better.” the nurse says as she leads Ayumi towards the back to get a diaper change. Before going into the back, Ayumi looks back at Hikari who gives her a smile and wave. “I'll be waiting right here for you when you're done,” Hikari tells her before the girl is taken into the back room. As soon as she was out of sight, Hikari’s mind flashed back to Ayumi’s wet diaper. She wasn't sure why, but the sight of seeing such a cute girl wet a diaper made Hikari smile even more. She blushed as she realized her own diaper was now growing warm and wet. But she didn't mind. Her main thoughts were focused on Aymui and her diaper. And how she wanted to see more of it. *************** this is a commission for shadows09 thank you so much for the commission and I look forward to working with you again! ^.^ also, if you like my work and would like a commission, please go here! https://www.deviantart.com/pinkthedinosaur/journal/STARTING-COMMISSIONS-800338196
  12. Rvlis

    Randy's Potty Emergency

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    Randy has been getting very, very good at the whole "Not using his pants as his potty" thing; So much so he got promoted from diapers to pull-ups, and then even to straight-up shorts! Meanwhile poor Ritz keeps finding himself in pull-ups and diapers... Huh, that's funny, just as soon as Randy's gotta go, the door's locked... I can't imagine how that happened, Let's hope he doesn't havetah go too badly~ 😜
  13. Captain L

    female Trainer's Wee Little Wee

    "Oi, fockin' Pokémon Centers always gottae line a' lavvy heids goin' out the doaty door. Hafta put my bum oot the windae in the alley to make it."

    © Arisu Kazumi

  14. I remember about 8 years ago there was an image in the gallery i can't find anymore. It showed misty looking embarrassed as she wet her sleeping bag. From what i remember thee was also a sleeping pikachu in the image. The image looked hand drawn and was entirely in black and white. If anyone has this image it would be greatly appreciated if someone could upload it here.
  15. Version 1.1.0

    915 downloads

    Hello everyone. After 2 weeks of toiling and pretty much throwing all of my free time into this (when it wasn't being thrown at Dark Souls), I have finally finished the long awaited ( I think) MMD animation. I am very proud of the time it took because other than a few oddities, it came out great. This is a unique animation because while it is an omorashi based animation, it is also humorous based. Anyone who wants to get off can enjoy this, while anyone who wants some cheap laughs will also enjoy this; for it is designed to be both at one time. My humor mostly derives from Gmod animation videos...notably Doctor Lalve and kitty0760 (RIP). You can tell as most of the humor involves the use of stock sound effects executed at right times, the RED Demoman; and an unseen RED Spy at the very end. If you haven't watched any videos like that, I recommend you do watch 1 or 2 (Doctor Lalve is a good starting point), as that consists pretty much all of my jokes. Because of the length of time and effort put into this, this is my last one for the year. I won't resume any of this until after New Years; unless I need to fix something...but I don't think that is the case. However, after that time, I will then begin taking requests. I'll be drafting up rules around that time so keep an eye out on the Video or Art thread...still don't know where to place it. Enjoy!! Japanese credits: Doors: ろっし Pee effect by E教授: Samus: クラ(Td731) Trish: 結城 Toilet Hallway: ろーがん

    Free

  16. Commissioned by Dustin-James Lee With thanks to Sake, Biku, RowletForSenator, and Phoenix (lordbardak) for editing (Note: Contains explicit mention of underaged genitalia and peeing... like, a lot of peeing. Reader discretion advised) Today could not have been a more perfect day to walk through the forests of the Hoenn region. Sunny skies, fair temperature, and a pleasant breeze kept people and Pokemon alike invigorated in their travels. Indeed, it was not an uncommon sight to see a pretty Pokemon or two going about between the trees, whether they were looking for food or just wanting to explore the world at their own pace. May, the novice Pokemon trainer and contest competitor, certainly kept her eyes on the woods as she walked along the trail with her friends. However, she wasn’t just looking for a new Pokemon to catch and train, but also for a little more personal reason. Ugh, I have to pee, she thought with a frown, a hand idly resting near her groin. Her other hand held a tall water canteen, almost empty from the long walk they had been on. Even in the sun, enough time had passed for that water to make its way into her bladder, and now a dull throb kept distracting her from enjoying the walk. May let out a quiet sigh. The next town was still about a day away, and there wouldn't be any bathrooms to make use of along the way. No, she'd have to squat behind a tree or bush, which was not something she was looking forward to. She'd done it plenty of times already, ever since her mom first taught her how when she was little, but squatting was just a pain in the butt for her. She didn't like the strain it put on her legs, and it always carried a risk of something going wrong, like losing balance and falling on her rear, or getting caught by a wild, aggressive Pokemon. She didn't even want to think about if a boy saw her with her shorts down. Like it or not, she was gonna have to answer nature's call in its domain soon. Might as well take care of it sooner rather than later, she figured. Coming to a stop, May opened her mouth to speak. "Uh, hey guys?" That wasn't her. Instead it came from Ash Ketchum, the boy walking behind her. May, along with her brother Max and the rookie breeder Brock, turned around. There was Ash, with a hand between his legs and one knee rubbing against the other, carrying a nervous smile. His Pikachu rested on his shoulder, also looking a bit embarrassed at his owner. “Could we maybe stop for a minute? I gotta go again!” he said, his eyes shut. A bead of sweat ran down everyone’s head. Business as usual with Ash, huh? May thought to herself. “You could’ve asked us anytime if it’s that bad, you know,” said Brock. “Sorry, I was so busy keeping an eye out for wild Pokemon, I wasn’t paying attention!” “It’s a shame we can’t teach him the Endure move,” said Max with a sigh. May giggled a bit at the joke. “Well, I can’t blame him. I could use a little pit stop, myself,” she said, giving a little wiggle to her hips. “I see…” Brock looked at May more intently than usual. This stare was quickly broken by a glare and growl from Max. “Uh, then let’s take a break! Guys on one side of the road, girls on the other?” “Works for me!” Ash was quick to depart for the trees, still holding onto himself. “Well, if everyone else is stopping, I may as well too. I mean, I could have held it for a while, but still,” said Max, following after Ash. There was a noticeable stiffness to his walk. May kept a close eye on Brock as he walked into the woods as well, making sure he was fully out of sight. Once that happened, she placed a hand to her groin, now that no one was around to watch her squirm a little. Alright, let’s get this over with, she thought, turning to the woods behind her. She stepped forward, only to immediately come to a stop before walking into a bush of poisonous leaves. “Eep, close one!” She backed up immediately and looked for another way around. Unfortunately, this plant was notorious for growing in large batches, and there seemed to be bushes of the stuff everywhere on her side. Even if she found a detour around, she didn’t trust that there wouldn’t be more out of plain sight. That was the last thing she wanted near her exposed legs, rump, and “Little Shellder” as her mom called it. With a sigh, May turned around and walked into the boys’ side of the forest, where not a single poison bush could be seen. She didn’t like the thought of being exposed around them, but if anything, she could trust Max to keep a tight rein on them. Besides, as long as she headed in at a different angle, there would be little chance they’d bump into each other. Or so she thought. As she passed a tree, May noticed some colors contrasting with the greens and browns of the woods in the corner of her eye. She immediately looked, hoping it would be a new Pokemon, but instead found something very different. Standing with their backs angled towards her were Ash, Brock, and Max, all three in the process of relieving themselves. She could see their streams, steady and uniform like a Mudkip’s Water Gun except more yellow, leaving from between their legs and making all kinds of noises as they fell into a bush, scattering the liquid everywhere. Ash looked relieved as expected, but Brock was smiling too, and especially Max seemed happy with how much he was finally able to let out. Even Pikachu got in on it, standing on his hind legs and tinkling onto a tree bark, his head held up and a long “Piiiiii~” escaping his open mouth. May’s face went red instantly. This was not a sight she was expecting to see today. Perhaps the crazier thing, however, was that she didn’t want to look away. Despite growing up with Max, this was the first time she had ever seen a boy peeing… and they were standing up. Did they really not need to squat down like she did, at least for going number one? It looked so effortless, with practically zero chance of falling over or getting a poison leaf on their place down there, which she thankfully couldn’t see from here. If only she could do something like that… Wait! It was like a Torchic used Flash to light up something inside her brain. She didn’t know what boys had, but who really said she couldn’t pee standing up too? Maybe she needed to take an extra step or two, but if there was even a chance she could make it work, then it was definitely worth trying. And what better time to test it out than now? Watching the boys relieve their bladders made her own throb a little harder, reminding her of her original reason for coming here. Putting her legs together, she snuck away and let the boys finish up by themselves. She didn’t stop until she had put more than a few trees and bushes between them; they would practically have to be right on top of her to catch what she was gonna do. Her privacy secured, May had to wonder exactly how this would work. She definitely lacked whatever boys had to aim it forward. The only way she could probably shoot it out like that was if she was leaning back on a log with her legs spread wide and underwear totally off. No, it was gonna come out straight down, which meant she needed to have absolutely nothing in the way for that. May took one last look around for any Pokemon or people, her gloved hands moving up her mini-skirt and other her shorts. Satisfied with her privacy, she hooked her fingers around the waist and pulled both her shorts and underwear down to her ankles. She then lifted one foot out and rotated them so that her legwear rested on the outside of her other foot. Standing back up, May lifted her skirt from the sides, revealing her bottom and “Skitty” to the forest around her. Looking down at it, she felt a little weird letting it air out like this, even somewhere she couldn’t be seen. Still, she could feel the urine just inside begging to be let out now. So… is this all I gotta do? May wondered as she glanced from her groin to the ground below. It seemed simple enough; with her feet at about shoulder-width, gravity would take care of it for her. Maybe her shoes would get a little bit of splatter, but that would wipe off easy enough. Still, it was probably better to start things slow. May took in a small breath as she gradually lowered her hold, like a faucet slowly being turned on. A soft glint could be seen at the exit before the first drops, tinted with only a hint of yellow, fell through the air, hitting and almost immediately soaking into the dirt below. Another little dribble followed after, this one adding to the tiny damp patch. Okay, so far so good. May had to admit, this risky way of piddling was working better than she expected. The only part of her that had gotten wet was the one place she knew would have to be wiped anyway. A little smile grew on her face. Maybe this was gonna be easier than she thought. But if she just kept it to a tiny trickle, she’d be stuck here forever. Her body seemed to agree, as she felt her muscles relaxing further, letting more urine pass through. A little tingly feeling, something she usually got if she had to go fairly badly, radiated from her groin, and May closed her eyes while deciding to express her relief. “Haaahh… Aaah!?” Her eyes shot open as she quickly felt the one thing she didn’t want to feel: warm and wet. May looked down at her stream and her heart immediately skipped a couple beats. Her pee was now coming out at a strong force, but not at all like the steady stream she wanted. Droplets flew out at all angles, and a trail ran down each leg, leaving a gleam in the sunlight. She could see plenty of it flying off the puddle growing between her feet, landing on her socks, shoes, and even her shorts and undies. “Ah, no no no!” she cried out, her arms flailing at her sides. She tried to clench herself shut, but it wasn’t happening, not with her pee already leaving at full force. In her panic, May tried to buck her hips back and forth, hoping to somehow direct the stream a little. If there was any difference, it was that it flew forward a bit between jerks, but otherwise stayed just as messy. May came to a stop as the futility of it finally dawned on her. This was a failure, no two ways about it. Her legs were soaked, shoes and socks felt gross, and even her pulled-off panties weren’t spared. As her spray slowed into a little tinkle and then into a stray drop or two falling off, May let a frown come on and her upper body hunch over in defeat. “Aw, man…” Shaking her head in disbelief, May grabbed her fanny pack and pulled out several environmentally-friendly tissues, then went to work wiping her lower body down. She got it all off her skin, but there was little she could do for her clothes at the moment. Her only hope was that there would be a river soon for her to wash them in private, and that some of her cosmetics could mask the faint smell of urine. Faced with such an embarrassing moment, May wondered if this had been a good idea in the first place. She shook that thought out of her head in the next second. Whenever she lost in a Pokemon battle or contest, she knew that getting mopey and beating herself up didn’t solve anything. The best thing was to pick herself up, see what she did wrong, and try again. Why wouldn’t that be the case here? It had worked at first, surely there was a way to guarantee a successful standing pee. She just had to figure it out for next time. Alright! Next time, I’ll pee just like a boy! She mentally declared while putting her foot back through her undergarments, yanking them back up with a determined look. Said look quickly changed to one of mild gross-out. Ew, gotta change into my other clothes next chance I get! “Ah, at least I’m out of those shorts now.” May crawled out of her tent, looking a bit tired from all the walking she had done that day. The setting sun put an orange tint on her spare clothes: a sleeveless, reddish top with a green bandanna, white gloves, green belt, and a different pair of shoes. It was a bit much to completely change her outfit, but even out in the woods, she still couldn’t deny her sense of fashion. The faint smell of something delicious perked her up a bit. She looked at the campfire to find Brock in the middle of cooking some stew, with Ash and Max eagerly awaiting the meal to come nearby. Hope I can get at least one bite in between all these bottomless stomachs! “A pleasant day on the trail and Brock’s cooking on top of that?” she said while walking up to them. “I’m starting to feel a little spoiled today!” “Is that why you decided to change your entire outfit?” asked Max. “Um, I…” May put on a nervous smile and her hand behind her head. “Er, yes! I just wanted to, um, dress for the occasion! You know, since we don’t get to eat Brock’s cooking that often!” “But we just ate some of his cooking a couple days ago,” said Ash. “Yeah, and you didn’t dress special for that, either,” added Max. Shoot, why do their brains still have to work on an empty stomach!? May’s brain drew a blank no matter how hard she tried to think of another good excuse, or any excuse for that any matter. She definitely didn’t want anyone to know the messy experiment she just tried, but lying was never a strong point of hers. She needed to find a way out of this discussion, and fast. “Oh?” That’s when she found, or rather felt, her solution. May put her legs together and a hand between them, giving a little wiggle. “S-Sorry, nature calls! Gotta go!” she declared before quickly trotting off towards the woods. “I wonder what that was about?” she heard Ash say. “I dunno. You kinda get used to it when you spend enough time with her,” said Max, “Why, this one time growing up, I remember when she really had to go to the bathroom, and…” May didn’t catch the rest of the story, but if it was the one she thought Max was recounting, she would have some very choice words with him when she got back. How was she supposed to know back then that an Oddish could bury itself up to its leaves? It took her forever to get used to peeing outdoors again after that. With a groan, May returned her focus to her new issue, the building pressure in her bladder again. She hadn’t peed since her failed standing attempt, partly because no one else needed to stop again. The biggest reason was that she wanted to try thinking up some ways to improve her chances of success before she tried again. She had boiled her failure down to two problems. First, she needed a way to give her pee some forward momentum, since making it go straight down seemed to invite trouble. Second, and more embarrassingly, she remembered a few things about how her “plumbing” worked, namely that while standing, the exit was covered up by her “Bellossom petals”, as mom had called them. May stopped to scratch her cheek. Mom sure had some silly ways to talk about my vagina! While that issue was simple enough to deal with, the lack of proper aim still proved a problem. As she walked, May tried to think of a way to maybe angle herself so it could come out more forward than down with a little force. While she thought, her eyes drifted towards two trees growing a couple feet apart from each other, with a couple bushes nearby. It'd make for good cover, but something about the way they were positioned made her tilt her head, like it could prove to be more than that. "Hmm… Oh!" It hit her like a Blaziken using a high jump kick. She smiled at the naughty idea she just came up with. Maybe it wouldn’t work all the time, but she may have found a way to hit two Pidgeys with one stone. Giving another look around to make sure she was alone, May walked over to the trees, her hands already hooking around her shorts and panties. She pulled them down and stepped one foot out just like last time. That was where the similarities ended; putting a hand on one tree for balance, May lifted her leg with the clothes around her ankle up to the other tree at a nearly ninety-degree angle, letting her naked groin really shine in the setting sun. She then bit down on the glove of her free hand, pulling it loose and leaving the garment in her mouth. Her bare fingers delicately pulled apart the “petals” down below, leaving a certain hole exposed with nothing in the way. May’s heart quivered in anticipation, making her cheeks turn a light red. Her bladder was more than ready to get the flow going, but May knew she couldn’t just let it out on its own pace this time. If she wanted to avoid a cleanup this time, she needed to push it out. I knew those exercises would come in handy someday! “Hmph!” May tensed her muscles, forcing the urine out of its home and through the exit. It shot out of her in a steady and strong stream, almost sparkling in the sunlight and flying forward a fair distance before arcing downward and breaking up, hitting the grass with a faint piddling noise. Her force also produced a slight hiss from her personal water spout; she was certainly thankful everyone else was distracted back at the camp to not hear and see this private performance of hers. But more than that, May began to smile in excitement. Her technique was working! Maybe her raised leg would be a little tired after this, and she could still feel the need for some tissues once she was done, but this was already going way better than her first try. The relief was quite nice, too. Pushing so much out so quickly was leaving a nice emptying feeling in her, like ridding herself of all the stress that had been building inside her. It wasn’t quite as strong as the couple times when she made it to the toilet right before she peed her pants, but she couldn’t complain about having some nice sensations to go along with her success. “Mmm…” She sighed with the glove in her mouth, ready to ride out the rest of her potty time in clean, happy peace. “Hmm!?” Sadly, that would not be the case. As her pee slowed down, it could not maintain the momentum to stay at that arc. As it declined, the stream gradually fell apart as well. Before she knew it, a trail ran down her grounded leg, and all those happy feelings evaporated quicker than the wet patch that had formed in the dirt. She looked at her leg as it was defiled once more with her golden, smelly waste. Her first instinct was to try and move her body to somehow stop the trickling tinkle. Unfortunately, she couldn’t, not with her body propped up so precariously. A kneejerk would make her fall over, and even more would be covered, not to mention the dirt getting on her legs and butt. Stopping the pee wasn’t happening, either; forcing her muscles like that made sure she wouldn’t be able to clench them shut until it was all out. As much as she didn’t want to, all May could do was groan in disappointment as her pee continued for a little bit longer, her leg getting wetter all the while. She could feel drops of urine soaking into her sock at the ankle, and even a little down at the heel, making her cringe. I’m gonna have to change my socks again! Once the last spurt of urine had dribbled onto the ground, May let her raised leg down, feeling the blood circulating through it again. She lifted her stained leg up and inspected the full damage, further dismaying her. “So much for that idea,” she bemoaned after removing her glove from her mouth. Not that it was a practical solution anyway; this pose only worked if she had something to brace herself on in the first place, and it still left her far messier than was acceptable. Yet again, the thought that her pursuit was doomed from the start weighed her down, but it only took a glance at her other leg to convince herself otherwise. Only leg was soaked this time, and her underwear remained dry and wearable. If anything, she had gotten closer to her goal than before. That’s right, she told herself, I know I can make this work! I don’t care how many pairs of socks and underwear I go through, I will achieve a perfect standing pee! May struck a pose of pure determination, a fire lighting within her eyes that wouldn’t stop for anything. However, a growl from her stomach quickly proved otherwise. “Ugh, Brock’s cooking sounds really good now,” she admitted, clutching her empty belly. A few used tissues lying on the ground to dissolve later, and May was on her way back to the campsite. Food was at the forefront of her mind, but she still gave a little thought to her experiment. They would be reaching the next town sometime tomorrow; maybe it would be for the best if she put off her attempts until then. She would probably have the chance to practice while taking a shower, where she wouldn’t need to worry about cleanup or being seen at all. It made more sense to her, at least. But she could leave that for later. Right now, all she wanted was some good campfire grub, nice tea to wash it down, and then retire to her tent where she could recharge for another big day tomorrow. "Nngh, why do these buildings have to be so confusing?" May rounded the corner to yet another corridor, this one looking the same as the last few. Nothing but plain halls and closed doors everywhere, nothing resembling a ladies' room, which she so badly needed. How'd she even let it get this bad? May tried to remember, but the details were hazy. They got to town, drank some tea, then the next thing she knew, she was in a desperate search for a bathroom in a random building. Hand at her groin and squirm in her hips, she continued to make her way through, every second bringing her closer to the first accident she would have since childhood. But just when that seemed unavoidable, May finally saw it: a door with a pink sign and a female stick figure, dead ahead. "Alright, finally!" She said with a smile, opening the door and stepping in without a moment's pause. "Wait, what?" May looked on in surprise and confusion. This wasn't a bathroom at all. Somehow, she now found herself in what looked like a contest hall with a big stage on the other side and a massive audience. Several girls stood at the edge of the stage. Wait, May realized, they weren't just any girls. Roxanne, Winona, Flannery, Glacia, and Phoebe… these were the female gym leaders and members of Hoenn’s Elite Four. What is going on here!? "Alright, ladies!" said Phoebe, who stood in the middle. "Time to stand and deliver!" All as one, the girls widened their stance, thrust their hips forward, and put their hands between their legs. It was at this point May noticed the biggest shocker of all: none of the ladies had any bottoms on! She couldn’t make them out very well through all the lights and strange haze in the room, but there was no doubting they were all naked in the place where it mattered most. Her shock only grew from there as five streams of urine flew forward from their groins, shimmering in the studio lights as it fell into the audience. The girls all wore different faces of relief, from Glacia’s soft smile to Flannery’s ear-to-ear grin. The hiss from all of their vaginas came through loud and clear, like invisible microphones were hooked up to their crotches. Cheers roared from the audience, louder than any crowd May had ever heard. She couldn’t pry her eyes away from this oddly-mesmerizing display; what bizarre show could she have possibly stumbled into? The streams ended as quickly as they began, seemingly disappearing into thin air. Suddenly, Phoebe lifted her arm and pointed straight at May. “Now it’s your turn to take the stage!” “Huh!?” May looked down and found that she was no longer by the door. Somehow, she now stood onstage, with everyone in the faceless crowd looking at her. Furthermore, she was wearing her pink swimsuit, with one major difference: a complete lack of undergarments. She immediately went wide-eyed and red-faced, wanting to cover herself and run away. However, her legs stayed rooted to the spot, and her hands wouldn’t move, leaving everything below the belt on display. “Go on,” she heard Phoebe say behind her. “Stand tall, assume the pose, and show them all the power inside!” May’s body moved on its own, spreading her legs, moving her hips forward, and placing her hands at her entrance. She became reminded of all the urine built up within, eager to flow out onto the audience below. I… I’m really gonna… May closed her eyes, bracing herself for whatever came next. Seconds passed as the stage, the crowd, and all the noises within swirled into darkness and silence. She re-opened them expecting to see her pee flying out. Instead, May was greeted with the canopy of her tent, and the noises of birdsong in the distance. “Wha?” She sat up, letting her sleeping bag fall and reveal her orange pajama top and pants with white stripes, and looked around in confusion. All just a dream, a very bizarre one at that. She had to wonder if a psychic-type Pokemon had used some kind of dream move on her. Why else would she ever imagine such a scenario? But then May’s half-lidded eyes fully opened as she felt the one part of the dream that was very real. “Ooh, gotta pee!” She was quickly reminded of the extra cup of tea she had before bed, and how that had led to one very embarrassing morning as a kid. It seemed there were some lessons she never fully learned, even when her bladder capacity was a bit stronger than that time. Still, she knew that it would be coming out before too long, and she needed to get behind some trees before that time arrived. May quickly slipped out of her sleeping bag, threw on her slippers, and crawled out of her tent, pausing only to let her eyes adjust to the morning sun. Looking around, she saw Ash still fast asleep in his bag, and Brock and Max’s tent was still zipped closed, so at least she wouldn’t have to worry about them. With hand in groin, May set off into the woods again. Not as far as before, she didn't want to hold this any longer than she needed to. That, and wandering off too far without any friends or Pokemon for protection was a bad idea, aching bladder or no. Her urge was strong, but not strong enough to make her forget such a vivid dream as she walked. Seeing such famous, strong women expose themselves and pee in front of an entire audience… she wouldn’t be forgetting that dream for a long time, for better or worse. At least they all looked so powerful in their stance, she supposed. Wait! It all came back to her at once; the exact way they stood as they peed, and the same pose they made her take was clear as day. Could it really be what she looking for? Sure, it came from a weird place, but if had a chance to work, then she had to give it a shot. After ducking behind a decently-covering tree and bush, May glanced down at her pajama-clad legs and slippers. She had lucked out her last two times by wearing dark shorts, but she absolutely couldn’t take any risks this time. She kicked her slippers off, then grabbed her bottoms at the waist and pulled them off as well, setting the pants down on top of the bush. The sensations of her exposed lower body in the morning breeze and bare feet touching the grass sent a shiver down her spine, making her bladder beg even harder to be free of all that urine. Just a little longer, she told herself. “Alright, let’s see…” May visualized the steps from the dream, doing her best to re-enact them. Legs spread past her shoulders, and hips thrusted forward. Those were easy enough to do, but she had to wonder about the next step. She had never tried pulling on her folds like that before, never needed to. This would be a new experience on top of a new experience, and she hadn’t been awake for five minutes yet. Her hands reached down to her warm, soft petals and gingerly pulled them upwards. Her face went red as she realized just how much pink she could now see this way, but she could tell that this would keep it from falling straight down and soaking her legs again. At least, it would as long as she remembered the golden rule to making her own gold this way: Push. Only a second passed between the moment she let go and the first release, but it felt like an eternity of waiting to her. A million thoughts ran through her mind, equal parts excitement and dread making her heart race. The moment was upon her; would she shoot or soak? As it left its uncomfortable home and passed millimeter by millimeter, she would see for herself. A small spurt heralded the start, just a bit of shiny, golden liquid flowing out as much forward as down and hitting the ground with an inaudible patter. May’s whole body went rigid, but her bladder kept pushing, no time to stop it now. Next came a trickle, chaotic and broken, falling at the dirt before her. It still left cleanly enough even at this splatter, but May knew she couldn’t keep it at this rate. It would get stronger whether she wanted it to or not, and knowing the relief to come, she definitely wanted it. Her pee built up from there, becoming steadier and stronger, landing narrower and further, until it reached its peak: a powerful stream, long and robust, flying forward and breaking up only as it began to dip towards the earth. Noises entered May’s ears, of both the small, targeted rainfall and the hiss from down below. She then detected a faint hint of her scent too, and she briefly wondered if this would end up attracting any Pokemon to her. I sure hope not! But nevermind that, May could barely believe the sight happening before her. She was peeing… standing up… and it was working! Maybe not one hundred percent, as she could feel just a bit of it dripping off the bottom of her vagina, but anyone who caught her right now would say she was peeing as good as any boy. Her mouth opened up in surprise at first, both from the success and the naughtiness of such an ungirly action. However, it gradually lifted into a smile as free and unashamed as the stream before her. “I… did it!” she declared to the world. “I can pee standing up!” May laughed in triumph, feeling unstoppable in that moment. If only those girls from her dream could see her now; they’d be clapping and cheering her on, the audience below roaring with approval at her flawless technique. It was a shame this sort of display wouldn’t win her any contests, but she was certain she would win a gold medal if they ever allowed it. She let loose another laugh, but quickly remembered how close to the camp she still was. “Eep!” She quickly shut her mouth and glanced behind, though she couldn’t see anything. I hope no one heard that! She’d almost prefer soaking her legs again than giving Max more ammo for embarrassing stories. Best to just relish in the moment quietly, she decided. Leaning her head back, May closed her eyes and let out a long, uninterrupted sigh as she took in the pleasure of a nice morning pee. She’d never tell another soul, but emptying her bladder first thing in the morning had a certain satisfaction to it, much like how another person would enjoy a cup of coffee or their wakeup stretches. It was the icing on the cake to her hard-earned success, and she would enjoy it to the last drop. Said drop didn’t happen for a while, but eventually, her stream declined in power, the hard splatter on the damp dirt fading into a faint piddle, and the hiss of her personal water gun disappearing. Even then, her pee took its sweet time growing weaker, to the point that it felt like minutes passed before it stopped completely, even though it really hadn’t been that long. A large puddle remained in front of her, and would stay there for a while before soaking and evaporating away. “Hah… wow, I actually did it,” she muttered to herself, still as red-faced as ever. She wanted to stay there and bask in the slight afterglow of success, but May knew staying here like this was asking to be caught. Best to wipe up and get dressed before that could happen. That was when May thought of something rather dismaying. “Ugh, I forgot to bring tissues,” she groaned, lowering her head. Without wiping, she was sure to leave a small wet spot on her pajamas, and she’d never hear the end of it if the boys saw her. Luckily, a solution quickly presented itself. A slight breeze picked up, blowing against her exposed “Luvdisc”. She gasped at the sudden feeling, but quickly noticing it was not an unpleasant feeling. In fact, it was helping her dry up, making what drips she still had fall to the grass between her feet. May breathed out a relaxed breath; it’d take a little bit this way, but it gave her more time to enjoy the moment. As she drip-dried, May thought of what else was ahead of her today. She never considered herself unconfident, but now she felt as though she could take on all of Hoenn right now. Come what may, this girl would always take the stage knowing she had the power to stand and deliver. And now, for something completely different: the original English anime opening, as sung by May in mid-pee! I’m gonna pee standing up Like no girl ever has! I won’t squat in an itchy shrub The boys, I will outclass! I will trickle through the air, Spraying far and wide With these two folds, you should beware The power that’s inside! Potty time! (Gotta stand up tall!) It’s time to pee, And standing is much more free! Potty time! Oooooh, it feels so good In the way that peeing should! Potty time! (Gotta stand up tall!) I peed a ton! “Little Shellder’s” had her fun Wipe and dress and now I’m done! Pot-ty time! (Gotta stand up tall) Gotta stand up tall Potty time!
  17. Dimwitrolo

    female Leaky Lillie

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Pokemon use struggle if they run out of PP. Lillie here, does the opposite.
  18. Lucca_KH

    female 63319003_p0.png

    From the album: Pokemon Omorashi

  19. Rvlis

    Riolucario - alt.

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    With a weak whimper, and a faint hissing, it's clear this 'lil Riolu ain't dry no more~
  20. Rvlis

    Riolucario

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    Just a regular 'ol "Riolu" out on a mornin' walk, nothin' outta the ordinary here~ I wonder if he can prove he's a big boy and keep his diaper dry 'til they get home~
  21. Captain L

    female Galar's Desperate Girl

    Forget Sword and Shield, she just needs new clothes.

    © みなみず

  22. Papergami

    female Pokémon center can't help them all

    From the album: My Art

    Do you want a omorashi drawing of some special character? Contact and ask me! I make commissions!
  23. Dimwitrolo

    female Misty and Caterpie

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Misty's so scared by Caterpie that she has to do laundry. See? Not everything I draw is Scarlett. If you want to see Misty doing this in the nude, consider throwing some money at my Patreon.
  24. Dimwitrolo

    female Serena!

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    A cheeky compilation of Serena being cheeky. And wet. As usual, nude versions are on Patreon! But who needs those when you have the wet versions?
  25. Here is a drawing i decided to do of May from Pokemon. For those familiar with my art, you'll notice this is more detailed than i'm used to. I'm trying to improve my artwork with shading, and i'm learning a bit on how to draw environments. I look forward to any comments and criticism on my work. Without further adieu, here is, May.