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  1. From the album: LydiaPrower8's Omo Art

    A picture I drew a few months ago and forgot I even drew it. Character is Mr. Trance from the Spanish webseries with the same name. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLRDSFYtTCnBeNez1S9xemL8FLF6aGEQ5_
  2. Having such a weak bladder, Poizen really couldn’t wait until there was a free stall available so she decided to relieve herself into a decorative plant placed in the ladies room. It’s already overflowing with her fluids and spilling onto the floor but her bladder is nowhere near empty! She can either try to stop the stream and find somewhere else to pee or simply add to the growing puddle… either way the feeling of peeing somewhere this public makes her feel all tingly with excitement ❤️ If you have any requests for where you’d like Poizen to pee in or wet themselves feel free to leave those in the comments! Also please specify if you want the female or male version of them 🙂
  3. I'm fortunate to get to travel a decent amount for my job (at least, I was pre-pandemic--although trips are gradually coming back). One of the things I enjoy doing when I'm on the road is trying to find places where the uncommon incident of a girl using (or attempting to use) a urinal has a good chance of occurring. I've had a decent amount of success, and the purpose of this thread is to share stories of some of my experiences. There are a few attributes of a location that I've found increase the chances of this happening: 1. Limited bathroom facilities for women - especially when the only proper toilet is a single unisex bathroom. 2. Men's rooms that consist of only urinals. When there's no stall to be found in the men's room, any woman who goes has a much higher chance of opting to attempt a urinal. 3. Gay bars and clubs - due to both the skew of facilities (focused on catering to men) and, I think, the fact that women in gay bars feel safer using the men's room than they would elsewhere. 4. Places where there's a significant number of women - either due to the general attendance of the place or due to an event, like a ladies' night. Before I go further I'll point out that any time I'm indulging this pastime I always ensure I'm respectful to everyone--bartenders, other people at the place, and so on. I'm there to observe, not to interfere or even leer! I have found bars/clubs in San Francisco, New York (two), and Austin that have an extremely high likelihood of this happening on certain nights. I've had smaller successes in LA, San Diego, and Chicago. The next post will talk about my adventures in San Francisco!
  4. From the album: OmutsuSama´s Omorashi/ABDL Art

    I always dreamed about adult babies being changed in public places by their dominant daddies/mommies. Mind getting into a public toilet just to find a scene like this?
  5. Author's note: Welcome to the Farlight Chronicles! This is an original work and is planned to be an ongoing adventure starring the young lady Isabelle and her desperate adventures through an alternate steampunk fantasy world. Though there is already a main plotline in place, I welcome any tips or requests for how you'd like to see the story go (as well as any particular scenarios you'd like to see happen) and of course, I'm more than happy to hear any feedback on the story and my writing style. Without further ado, let's get into it! I hope you enjoy. More chapters coming soon... Prologue: In the vast lands of the Old World, ever ravaged by the changing tides of progress, commerce and war, a lone girl rides by carriage towards a mighty city, one of the largest ever built. The girl has pale skin, with long dark brown hair and striking amber eyes. She has dressed her best in preparation for her visit, sporting a long black overcoat, a white vest covering a red shirt and a pair of black pants, as well as tightly fitted black boots, reaching all the way up to her knees. On her head rests a dignified stovepipe, tilted slightly back to accentuate her carefully groomed side-parting. She is nervous. This kind of presentation is far from what she is used to, and the place she is headed is known to be far less than friendly to visitors from the countryside. That said, she cannot help but feel a sense of anticipation for her visit, as whatever downsides the city may hold it is still a place of opportunity. An opportunity for her to forge a new life. An opportunity to fly along the farlight, and see all the world has to offer with her own two eyes. Chapter 1: Out of her depth Isabelle had spent her entire live living in one of the little forested ground villages of the Cascades, a vast and sparsely populated region of the Vaal Imperiate dominated mostly by farmland and rolling hills, largely untouched by the march of progress that the rest of the world had succumbed to. She had only ever glimpsed the technological marvels of the Imperiate in passing, and as such the feeling she felt upon first entering the sprawling multi-leveled city of Midway and taking in the sight of the towering buildings, factories clad in smoke, and extensive aerodromes from which airships of all shapes and sizes were constantly departing and arriving could only be described as one of utter amazement. When she was still only a child she had been awed by the tales of aeronauts, and the sight of mighty dreadnaughts, smaller but fiercer frigates and giant cargo ships that occasionally flew above her village and had long dreamed of being able to join in that lifestyle. To that end she had arrived in the city to seek work on one of the vessels, but this goal was quickly waylaid by her fascination with the bustle of city life as she wandered about watching the busy locals walk by, and marveling at the vast networks of machinery that kept the city functioning. She walked aimlessly for close to an hour, until she finally found herself leaning against the railing at the very edge of one of the upper levels of the city, situated several hundred feet above the ground. Looking out across the built-up land surrounding the city, she felt like she must be at the very top of the world, like a goddess looking down on her realm from the top of a magnificent mountain. However, as she took a deep breath and allowed herself to settle and relax, she became aware of a problem that was certainly not befitting of a goddess. In her excitement she had completely neglected her body’s needs. She felt a little tired, maybe a touch hungry too, but more than anything she had to pee. Growing up in the countryside she was used to simply sneaking off into the woods and relieving herself in privacy whenever the need got bad enough, and as such she was very much unused to holding it. The sprawling cityscape would however provide few opportunities for such secluded relief. She briefly scanned her eyes across the streets from where she stood, shifting in place as she did so. “Dammit…” she muttered, as she glumly resigned herself to holding it in until she could find a proper bathroom where she could pee in peace. She set off to search for one, but her expedition yielded no success. Street after street she paced, finding nothing but residences, factories and stores, none of which she could pluck up the courage to ask the gruff and busy-looking people who occupied them if they wouldn’t mind sharing their facilities. As her need grew ever more pronounced, she considered simply diving into one of the alleys, pulling her pants aside and letting go, but despite her bladder’s protests she repeatedly dismissed the thought. “No way I could ever do that with so many people walking by…” she mumbled to herself as she subtly crossed her legs in an attempt to reduce the pressure that was now constantly reminding her of her impending desperation. Her search eventually led her back down to the lower levels of the city, where her straining body finally convinced her to ask for directions from one of the locals. After a few attempts to catch the attention of the rapidly passing pedestrians her eyes settled on one particular person, a girl who looked to be about her age who was sitting on a large crate idly cleaning her nails with an iron pick. She was short, thin, and had a shock of ginger hair messily cut to just above chin-length as well as a small collection of freckles which dotted her pale face. Set into that face were a pair of big, hazel-brown eyes. As for her clothing she wore a long, dark grey overcoat with a coal-stained white shirt underneath and a pair of suspenders holding up her rough, brown pants. She also had a pair of scratched-up goggles strapped across a grey stovepipe hat, that almost mimicked Isabelle's own attire, only it was considerably shorter and more crooked. Isabelle stiffly walked up to her, trying her best not to betray just how badly she had to go. She stopped just a few feet in front of the girl and cleared her throat. “Um, excuse me miss… I was wondering if you could direct me to-“ The girl jumped up with a start, and to Isabelle’s surprise unsheathed a small knife, pointing it directly at her throat. “Oi, who do you think you are, sneakin’ up on a gal like that? You a license hunter?” she demanded, waving the blade menacingly in front of her. Isabelle was shocked, almost to the point of speechlessness. “I- n-no, I’m just looking for-“ “Right, right, so you’re with a rival company then, eh? Well this spot’s been booked by captain Amelia, and I’m ‘ere on her behalf, so get lost ya rat!” Isabelle started stepping from foot to foot. This girl's constant shouting certainly wasn’t helping her situation in the slightest… Even so, she continued trying to explain herself. “I-I’m not with any company, I’m not even from here! I-I just need you to show me-“ Once again, the girl interrupted. “Aha! So you’re one a’ them thugs what tried to run my good captain out a’ Highfall last week, are ya? Well guess what, I’m right tough I am, so if you think you can scare me outta’ ‘ere you can shove it up your-“ “Shut it!” yelled Isabelle, finally running out of patience. The girl looked completely caught off guard by this sudden display, lowering her knife and simply staring blankly at her. “I’m not with a company, I’m not from Highfall, and I’m not a whatever-it-was hunter, I just really need you to show me how to get to the bathroom, okay?” After a moment the girl regained her composure and cocked her head. “I- bathroom? Well… I dunno, most folks ‘round ‘ere just shower every so often, eh? Why’d ya need a bath so badly anyway? You look cleaner than most ‘a the folk what live ‘round these parts. Aw, don’t tell me you’re one a’ them fancy people…” Isabelle pushed a hand into her crotch. She really didn’t have time for this… “Wh- no I don’t need a bath! I need to… use the facilities.” she tried, her cheeks taking on a slight red hue. The girl sighed in frustration. “What “facilities”, eh? Do you even know what you’re talkin’ ‘bout? Honestly, love you gotta be more specific with these kind a’ things, I'm not a bloomin’-“ “Pee! I have to pee, okay? And I don’t know how to find the bathroom, or facilities or whatever you people call them and this place is like a damn maze and I’ve been holding it for ages now so could you please, please just show me where I can pee!” Isabelle finally yelled. The girl looked shocked at first, but after a brief pause she started to giggle. “Oh, I get’s it now, you really aren’t from Midway, are ya lassie?” Isabelle looked down, crossing her legs as she did so. “No, I’m not… I’m from a village in the Cascades…” “Ah, a proper greenleg then, I takes it? Well ‘ere’s your first lesson I suppose… ‘round here, when we have to take a piss we call it “hittin’ the blocks”. That work for ya, love?” the girl grinned. “I-I guess…” Isabelle mumbled in an embarrassed tone, still shifting in place. “Well, go on then.” the girl said expectantly. “Go on… what?” “Tell me what ya need!” the girl giggled. “I… um… well I need to… hit the blocks.” Isabelle said, turning more and more red by the second. To her surprise, the girl then grabbed her arm. “Well, why didn’t ya just say so! C’mon now, it’s just ‘round this corner ‘ere. Name’s Lizzie by the way, since you didn’t ask. “Elizabeth” if you really are one ‘a them fancy folk. What about yourself?” “Um… it’s Isabelle… P-Pleasure to meet you.” mumbled Isabelle in response. “Quite the same, lassie! Now let’s not keep you waitin’ anymore.” And with that, Elizabeth led the persistently squirming and blushing Isabelle down a winding street and into a dim wooden room with the text “Public Block” crudely stamped on the door. “There ya go, love! Get on with it and we’ll be out in a jiffy.” stated Lizzie with a grin. Isabelle wasn’t convinced however. Unlike the bathrooms she’d know throughout her entire life, there were no stalls here. Just one long metal trough, through which water seemed to periodically flow. “U-Um… where do I…?” she tired. Lizzie rolled her eyes. “Well I reckon's it’s more than obvious what ya gotta do ‘ere love. Pull your pants off, squat down 'alfway and go. I mean really, it ain’t that ‘ard!” she chuckled. Isabelle gulped, nervously stepping forward to the trough and steeling herself for the experience. Normally, she wouldn’t even consider going in something like this. It was too public and far too dirty, let alone the fact that she’d have to partially stand (something which she was most unaccustomed to), but her bladder was already full to bursting and she didn’t want to risk leaving in search of another bathroom, let alone the embarrassment of trying to explain the problem to someone like Lizzie. In her hesitation though she was once again interrupted by the girl. “Gosh lassie, if you’re gonna take this bloomin’ long I might as well go too. Scooch over, would ya?” she said as she shuffled closer and turned her backside towards the trough, grasping the edges of her pants as she did so. “W-Wait! Would you… let me go first please? I… really don’t want to wait…” said Isabelle as her potty dancing intensified. She was however met with a look of utter bewilderment from Lizzie, who had stopped in her tracks midway through pulling her pants down. “…What are you on about? “Go first”? This some kind ‘a weird greenleg thing, eh? It’s a block drain, love, it’s meant to be used by lots a’ folk at once, got it?” “C-Could you please just wait outside until I’m done?” pleaded Isabelle frantically. Lizzie shot her a deeply annoyed look and pulled her pants back up, turning towards the door. “Ugh, fine, whatever! Just don’t take too long, ‘kay? I got stuff I need to get on with too. Oh, and try not to get your throat slit while your back’s turned. Folk’s ‘round ‘ere take what they can get, if ya see what I mean.” she smirked. Isabelle went white. “Um… okay, could you also make sure nobody else comes in here while I’m… relieving myself?” Lizzie let out a very audible sigh. “Fine, fine, I was just fibbin’ I was, but whatever makes ya happy, greenleg. God, you’re a pain in the arse...” she said as she left the room, closing the door behind her. Alone now, Isabelle quickly unbuckled her pants and pulled them down, pushing her backside out over the metal drain. She felt how desperately she needed to go now. All that waiting had really taken a toll on her body… She closed her eyes, relaxed her bladder and… nothing. She repositioned herself and relaxed again. Still nothing, other than a much more pressing need. She was now starting to panic, why couldn’t she go? Was she just too nervous, or was it that her body was unused to peeing in such a strange position? She had squatted down in the woods plenty of times, but she’d never done it standing up like this, nor had she done it in such a public place before. She stuck her backside out further and pushed. A jet of urine shot out from between her legs, hitting the metal and making a very audible splattering noise. She froze up, her need now getting even worse thanks to the slight taste of relief she had achieved. Finally, she tired squatting down as low as she could without her privates actually touching the cold, damp metal beneath her. She relaxed, closed her eyes again, and to her relief a slow, tinkling stream began to leave her exhausted bladder. “Finally…” she mumbled. However just as she had started peeing, the door to the bathroom swung open and to her horror Isabelle saw Lizzie sticking her head through with an exasperated look on her face. “Oi, ya done yet, love?” she shouted. Isabelle shot up, desperately clenching to stop her flow and quickly pulling her pants back up. “N-No! Why did you do that?!” she yelled, shooting Lizzie a look that was equal parts shame and annoyance. “You’ve already been in 'ere for ages! Get a move on, would ya!” “I will if you stop interrupting me!” Isabelle shouted back. Lizzie frowned and slammed the door shut, muttering something about “greenlegs” as she did so. Now Isabelle had a problem however. The unexpected interruption had caused her nerves to flare up anew, and even though she tried to resume her position her body simply wasn’t letting her go anymore, no matter how hard she pushed. She let out a frustrated groan. She was desperate. Her bladder couldn’t take much more, but the pressure she felt from Lizzie and the unfamiliar nature of her situation was too much for her to handle. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it for long if she simply left, and yet she couldn’t go. Her eyes started frantically scanning for a solution but all she could find in the room was the metal trough and a few old sinks raised much too high for her to even think of using them as toilets. Eventually however, her eyes settled on the far corner of the room, and a thought snaked its way into her mind. What if she just peed on the floor? It wasn’t a great option by any means, and the thought of someone walking in on her like that was almost enough to make her dismiss the idea outright, but she would be able to lower herself into a much more comfortable position if she did, and so her desperately full bladder convinced her to go with it. She quickly hobbled over to the corner, holding herself and wincing with each step. When she made it there she quickly squatted down facing the wall, pulled her pants out of the way, and pushed. This new strategy was far more effective than she had expected as pee began gushing out of her bulging bladder, quickly forming a puddle in the corner of the little room. She sighed in relief, closing her eyes and imagining being back out in one of the forests of her home, which had so frequently served as a means of relief for her. Her urine had seeped in between the cracks in the floorboards, so her puddle wasn’t too noticeable, but the sheer volume at which she was peeing did cause it to grow to a not insignificant size. Finally, the last few drops had left her body. And so, feeling a mix of embarrassment, frustration, and immense relief she pulled her pants back up, fastened her belt and left the bathroom. Lizzie was leaning against the wall outside, and quickly pushed past her as soon as she was out. “Honestly, it’s a bloomin’ wonder I didn’t piss my britches waitin’ for ya…” she said as she hurried inside. Isabelle took a deep breath and sighed. She hadn’t expected the city to be this vexing at all. Looking out across it again though, she was reminded of why she had come here in the first place, and assured herself that it was just a case of getting used to it. About two minutes after Lizzie had entered the bathroom she emerged once more, adjusting her pants and straightening her coat, all the while wearing a notiecable look of relief. “Right, all better there now eh, princess?” she said, shooting Isabelle a mocking grin. Isabelle crossed her arms and looked away. “Yes… actually. Much better.” Isabelle responded, refusing to meet the gaze of the smaller girl. “Well then, if I’m all done playin’ nanny to ya I’ll be getting’ back to me’ job if ya don’t mind. Pleasure meetin’ ya.” And with that, Lizzie turned and began walking away. Isabelle watched her leave, and after a moment’s consideration she called after the slowly retreating figure of the girl. “Hey, uh… Lizzie?” Lizzie stopped. “Yeh, what is it?” she said over her shoulder. Isabelle looked down at her feet awkwardly. “Um… I just wanted to say… thank you. I… know I probably seem a little odd to you after all this, and I know I got a bit snappy about it but… you did help me out… so thanks.” “Right, right, no trouble.” said Lizzie as she started walking away once more, dismissively waving her hand at the girl. However, to Isabelle’s surprise, she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, and after a few seconds wait she turned around and started looking over the much taller girl. Suddenly, she began walking towards her again. Isabelle instinctively took a step back, but before she knew it Lizzie was standing right in front of her, staring up at her face. “Say… you said you was from the country, didn’t ya?” she said, still examining the girl with an intense look of curiosity. “Y-Yes, I’m from the Cascades…” responded Isabelle, somewhat taken aback by the attention she was now receiving. “Right, an' I’m guessin’ you know the area quite well then, eh?” Lizzie continued, a knowing smirk beginning to form across her face. “I- Well yes, I grew up wandering those regions…” “And tell me then, love… what were it that made ya travel right down ‘ere then?” said the girl, moving in even closer to Isabelle’s face. “I-I was… well I just… I was… looking to fly with an airship…” mumbled Isabelle, getting more and more flustered by the second. Suddenly, Lizzie jumped back and clapped her hands triumphantly. “Hah! Just as I’d ‘oped! Well you’re right lucky then, you are, ‘cause it just so ‘appens I fly with a right fine vessel I do, and we just might ‘ave a job for ya, lassie. Now ya might be a greenleg, and a bloomin’ strange one at that, but you do got somethin’ about ya… What say you tag along with me and meet my captain, eh?” she grinned. Isabelle was completely taken aback by the sudden offer, but after a good few moments of consideration, she concluded that she probably wouldn’t get a better shot at making her dream a reality. She nodded hesitantly, and Lizzie hopped to her side and began leading her down the streets once more. “C’mon now you, I reckon the captain’ll take a right shine to ya, if you behave.” Isabelle allowed herself a cautious smile. “Um… thank you, Lizzie. I look forward to it.” Lizze grinned again. “Pleasure’s all mine, Isabelle. Pleasure’s all mine.”
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    What can I say, June had been recently in a a similar situation, and she had already paid for the leg bar, so might as well enjoy it right? So she just let herself be bound in a public bathroom ,with a couple of rotors inside after a couple bottles of water and a can of coke till she exploded .
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    Found these all on Motherless this morning. I hope they're ones that haven't been shared here before. ^^; I haven't watched them all through, so they may contain nudity or other stuff.
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