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  1. Jimmy Olsen

    malefemale Blame It on the Rain

    A Vocaloid fanfic featuring Hatsune Miku and Fujita Mikuo Mikuo was driving his date Miku home from the Cherry Blossom Festival when the unpredictable spring weather struck. Rain suddenly poured down, without letting any drizzle or grey clouds warn the people beforehand. The visibility was so poor that Mikuo was afraid of crashing the car. They were at the outskirts of town at the time, and he found an empty lot to pull into to wait out the storm. The landscape had transformed in mere moments. The sky was almost white. The trees were flailing. Rain poured off the roofs of buildings in sheets. Lakes formed on the cement. Rivers ran across the grass. A sound like a shower turned to full blast competed with the noise of raindrops incessantly pounding the car, and the low howl of the wind could be heard in the background. The situation was very bad for Mikuo. He was already nervous just because he was on a real date with a real live girl, which hadn’t happened many times in his life. He had a touch of claustrophobia, and being confined to a small vehicle assailed by an unremitting torrent made him uneasy. He also had another, more serious cause for alarm, and it was nothing he could admit to his date. He’d needed to go to the bathroom for some time. The need had been uncomfortable, but manageable. He figured he'd drop off his date and head home to his toilet and there'd be no problem. Now it felt like an emergency. The sights and sounds of the downpour seemed to send his system into overdrive, greatly increasing the pain in his bladder and the urgency in his mind. He didn't know how long they'd be stranded here. His holding might fail before he made it to a bathroom. That would cause severe damage to his self esteem, to his nascent romance with Miku, and to the driver's seat's upholstery. He locked eyes with the girl sitting calmly in the passenger’s seat. She was dressed in a lovely pastel ensemble that perfectly complemented her teal hair. Somehow she looked even more gorgeous in the strange light of the storm. Her lively blue-green eyes seemed to glow and twinkle in the dim, ever-shifting illumination. He couldn't look into the face of someone so perfect and say, “I’m about to pee my pants.” Instead he said the first thing that came to mind that wasn’t about romance or urination. “If you don’t like the weather around here, just wait a little while and it’ll change,” he quipped with a chuckle. Then he wanted to bite his knuckle in remorseful embarrassment because that was such a corny thing to say. Miku looked out through the passenger’s window and waxed poetic. “Rain never seemed so powerful before. It’s like a malevolent living force keeping us cocooned inside our safe little shell. We’re totally isolated. I always pictured a summer night and a scenic overlook for my first back seat action with a boy, but this is romantic in its own way.” The nervous young man had been slouching in his seat, trying to make himself relax, but now he sat bolt upright. “Why do you think there’s going to be back seat action!?” he asked in annoyed disbelief. “Because the front seats have this big inconvenient console between them,” the twin-tailed girl replied. Mikuo was almost speechless. “What!? Why!? No!” Miku giggled. “There’s no sense in playing innocent. I can tell when a boy’s planning to make a move.” “How many boys have put moves on you?” “One, if I count you and your inevitable move.” Now Mikuo was completely speechless. “When a boy pulls the car off the road, it’s not hard to tell what he has in mind.” “That wasn’t my choice! It was the rain!” “You don’t need to make up excuses.” “I’m not!” “Look how nervous you are. You’ve been fidgeting ever since you parked the car.” What she said was true, but this wasn't the fidgeting of a lovestruck man too shy to steal a kiss from his inamorata. It was more like the fidgeting of a little boy too shy to ask the teacher for a restroom pass. Of course Mikuo couldn’t say this to Miku, and so he had no explanation for his agitation. “I don’t have any ulterior motive for parking,” he insisted. “You don’t need to worry.” “I’m not worried,” Miku said with a wink. Mikuo decided it was pointless to argue, so he changed his approach. “Let’s just sit here and talk, okay?” “Okay, we’ll talk,” Miku said, then added, “until you work up the courage to make your move.” Neither teen knew what they should talk about at this juncture, and so an awkward silence followed. Mikuo didn’t want to make eye contact with the flirtatious girl, and didn’t want to look at the water outside, so he found himself staring at the ceiling of the car. Miku looked out the windshield. Soon she grew tired of the silence and started talking about the first thing that came to mind: rain. “This is the roughest rainstorm I’ve ever been in. I know we get a couple of these every spring, but I’ve never seen one so intense. It’s hitting the car like bullets. Tiny, wet bullets exploding into liquid when they hit their target.” Miku’s gift for words was now a curse upon Mikuo’s bladder. Hearing these vivid descriptions of the liquid outside made it impossible for him to ignore the liquid inside. He found himself crossing his legs. Miku noticed this immediately, and eyed him suspiciously. He quickly uncrossed them. She resumed musing on the weather. “Look at the windows. It’s like a million little rivers and creeks and streams running and converging and diverging and cascading down the glass into the puddles.” The boy could feel himself losing his hold. His hands moved to grab his crotch, but he stopped them before he embarrassed himself. Miku remained oblivious to his plight. “And look at the pavement. It’s like an ocean. A rough sea gushing and sloshing in the wind, fed by millions of raindrops.” He pressed his legs together as tightly as he could without making a scene. “I’m sure glad we’re safe and dry in here. One minute outside and we’d be wet as mudpuppies!” “Can you please talk about something else!?” Mikuo finally snapped. “I’m sorry,” Miku said. Her pouty pink lips and puppy dog eyes made Mikuo want to reach over and comfort her with a hug, but those motions could wreak havoc on the delicate balance of his bladder. Instead he gave her a light pat on the shoulder. “No, I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to yell at you. I just feel a little scared, trapped inside this car in this awful storm.” “There's no need to be scared,” Miku said in a soft and gentle voice. “I’m here with you.” She leaned her body against Mikuo’s, making him blush, but the trouble was just beginning. Getting close to the boy required her to scoot across the central console and swing her legs around to the driver’s side, which was where she ran into trouble. The hem of her skirt got caught on the gearshift, and so the closer she moved to Mikuo the more leg she showed. Neither teen noticed this at first. Her attention was focused on him, and his attention was focused on preventing an accident. “You’re so tense,” she softly chided. “You should loosen up.” “That’s dangerous!” he said, knowing full well that loosening up would get them both wet. “There’s no need to inhibit yourself so much. Let it all out!” He tensed up at those words. Letting it all out was exactly what he didn’t want to do. “I’ll stop you gently if you start going too far,” she added. “I keep telling you…” he began, but stopped abruptly. He noticed an excess of skin in his peripheral vision, and did a double take. Something unfortunate had happened to his date’s skirt. He could now see the entirety of her carnation pink stocking and a little bit of her powder blue panties, not to mention the naked thigh in between. The shock made his lungs suddenly take in a big gasp and his urethra suddenly let out a little spurt. Mikuo’s reaction alerted Miku to the skirt crisis, but she was amused rather than mortified. “See?” she said with a giggle. “This is why the back seat’s better for canoodling.” Mikuo stopped his leak and tried to stop his panic. With his eyes averted from the girl’s unmentionables, he stole a glance at his own area. His charcoal slacks had acquired a tiny wet spot, but he didn’t think his date would notice. “I’ll look away while you...arrange yourself,” he told her. The next thing he knew, Miku’s skirt was back where it should be, but her bottom was parked where it shouldn’t be: directly on his bladder bulge. “How’s this arrangement?” asked the girl in his lap. In a sudden burst of strength that surprised even him, Mikuo picked Miku up, lifted her over the console, and set her down in the passenger’s seat. The endeavor was not without its consequences. A warm rivulet started trickling down Mikuo’s right leg. When he sat back in the driver’s seat and crossed his legs, he felt a spurt on his left leg and a growing damp spot in the seat of his pants. He saw only one option. He lunged for the door handle and launched himself outside. The door swung shut behind him, protecting the interior from the rain. He stumbled, then stood up straight with his legs apart, and let the urine flow. Blood-hot liquid soaked his crotch, pooled in his underwear, and ran down both his legs until it mingled with the rainwater to make his soggy socks lukewarm. He moaned with pleasure as the pain in his bladder subsided. The relief was so great he barely cared that he was getting drenched. It felt good to have his face pelted with cool water after burning up with embarrassment in the stuffy car. Of course, this was nothing compared to the feeling of release. He didn’t know if Miku could tell what he was doing. He didn’t know how he was going to explain himself. All he knew was that the misery was finally over. After what felt like a long while, Mikuo’s bladder was completely empty. In a swift motion, he opened the car door, fell into the seat, and slammed it shut. He noticed the drops of urine he’d left inside the car, and made sure they disappeared in the rainwater he brought in. He sat there silently for a moment, wondering if his date had noticed the clues of his accident, and afraid that anything he said could reveal his guilt. “Feel better?” she asked with a smile. “Yes,” the blushing boy meekly croaked. “I can’t believe you just…” Miku began before her speech deteriorated into uncontrollable giggling. All Mikuo could do was turn redder. “Wait’l I tell Luka about my date,” Miku said when she finally got over the giggles. “She won’t believe I made a boy so hot he needed a cold shower.”
  2. littleefoxx

    First Kiss

    Chapter 1 Emma sits on the side of her bed, wiggling her toes and looking at the ground with tears in her eyes. *knock knock*..."W-who is it?" Emma nervously asked. She never did well with confrontation. She knew she'd done wrong and couldn't even think of the consequence. "It's Hal...can I come in?" "Whatever...I guess" He slowly opens the door, and steps just inside the door before closing softly. "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean t-!" he quickly walks over to her and puts a finger across her lips. "Don't say another word," he says "It's alright. You aren't the only one that does it y'know" Her eyes grew curious. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he was hinting at. "You've still got a little bit on your pants by the way.." She turned away, "Dammit!" and quickly stood up to pull her sweatpants off, revealing her soaked, flower spotted panties" Hal's eyes grew larger and he tried to turn away but couldn't. "Oh. I'm sorry" she said softly before sitting back down and crossing her legs, hands between them and eyes locked at the ground. She felt her brother's foot press up against her's a little bit and she jerked back nervously. He did it again and started rubbing her foot. She let him do it for a moment and reached down to scratch her leg, then he moved his foot on her hand. What was he trying to do? "E, look at me for a moment" he said to her softly and her reddened face softly lifted up, barely looking at his chin. He placed his hand right under her head to push it up and make eye contact. He sat a little closer to her on the bedside. "Can I ask you a question?" "Only if you tell me why you're getting so close...you usually don't care for personal contact" she observed. And she was right. Hal hated when people got to close to him. "Well...how does it feel? Wetting yourself I mean...was it actually an accident?" Her face grew dark red and she turned away. "Fuck you! What do you mean by that?!" "Sorry sorry! It was just a question. An honest question." "Hal please stop. It's bad enough as it is. I feel like you're trying to make fun of me" he quickly wrapped his arms around her at the end of the sentence, making her feel warm. Her body softened up a bit and her eyes lazed down to her knees. "Why are you holding me..." "EE....Emma...let me take care of things for a minute, okay? Trust me as the person you look up to" "W-what are you talking about?" She scooted away a little bit, only to be held tighter by Hal, feeling constricted "H-Hal, stop it. Let go of me!" He put a hand over her mouth and bit the side of her neck making her eyes roll back and her arms weaken. Somehow he already knew her sweet spot. She crossed her legs tighter and he softly pulled his hand away, letting her soft, sweet moan out. "Hal...what was that...?" the words lazily escaped from her lips. He turned her towards him and kissed her cheek, close to her lips, bringing her back to a blush while she put her hand on his leg. "Hal..." she repeated herself "Haaaalll what are we doing" she kissed him directly on the lips, sloppy, as it was her very first kiss. They locked arms around each other for a moment before hearing a strong knock on the door. ---END---
  3. Kiriko

    Who do you Ship?

    Oh man I have feeling this is just my pervy side acting up but whatever So the basics of this thread are not fanfiction nope rather who do you Ship on this site yep It could from stupid Outrageous like shipping me with Dessy haha ((I'm sorry I had to pick on someone ;_;)) I demand to see ships! : 3 I'll put few when I think of them
  4. I'm usually pretty good at finding ways around international shipping, but I'm at a loss this time. I found these ABDL diapers (WITH OWLS ON THEM!) available in what appears to be the UK. It seems to be a relatively new release, so I haven't been able to find them over in the US. If anybody has seen them for sale around here (so I don't pay $75 shipping. Ouch), lemme know. Kiddo Diapers on Diaper Minister: https://www.diaper-minister.com/shop/en/disposable-pads/8-kiddo-diaper-.html Better photos: http://diaper-minister.tumblr.com/post/136483081142/the-new-diaper-in-2016-big-crowdfunding
  5. fizzypop

    Dark Emotions

    (???'s) POV Everyone tells stories of heroes and villains, stories about how good always triumphs over evil, and how the heroes and their Pokémon always win, but have you ever noticed that they never tell stories of when evil wins? The world where evil wins,that's the world I live in. My name is Nathan everyone calls me Fizzy Pop, or just Fizz for short. This is my story I hope I can just stay alive... I was wandering around staring at all the destroyed buildings, peering at all the ruble Pokémon like Rattata and Patrat had made their homes in the debris what caused this debris you ask? My friend told me all the legendary Pokémon went insane and started destroying stuff. Sorry I can't answer all your questions I just don't have all the an- My thoughts were cut of when my eyes locked onto an Absol standing on the demolished roof of a Pokémon Center "...Hello Human." it said to me it's voice and the amount of fur on it's neck indicated that it was male. I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming and sure enough, I was awake it spoke again "What's the problem you look like you've seen a Ghost type." it joked "W-well- I noticed I was stuttering and cleared my throat. "-Well Absols aren't usually common around here and it isn't exactly normal for Pokémon to speak English..." I stammered "We Pokémon can speak and understand multiple languages, we've always been able to but you humans could just never understand us. However you humans gained the knowledge to understand us by being around us!" he chuckled "Oh,so why are you here?" I asked. His face told me everything. I slowly walked up to him and reached my hand out. Absol looked at it for a second and licked it, a sign of trust "I wish to travel with you Human, so we can prevent disasters." Absol said crouching and motioned for me to hop on his back. I hopped on and we were soon off! I felt a slight urge to pee while we were moving but I decided to ignore it. It had been a while since we had started moving and Absol's moving didn't help my desperation a little pee leaked out and I bit my lip as a million dark thoughts raced through my mind: Arceus what's WRONG with you?! Fifteen years old and you're probably going to PISS yourself on an Absol,a Pokémon that causes disasters! Absol noticed my discomfort and crouched down so I could get off I darted towards a tree and just let go. Absol nodded and I got back on "Um.... thanks." I said quietly Absol just nodded and smiled most of my "friends", (he said sarcastically)would have teased me about it. We had been walking for a while now, when all of a sudden a girl moved closer to us she had brown hair and luscious blue eyes she had a shiny Umbreon walking beside her. I felt blood rushing up to my cheeks and I blushed and tried not to stare. Absol's POV: The girl and her Umbreon walked towards us " Hello..." the Umbreon said I managed to stop my self from (and this is a term humans use) eargasming from how alluring her voice was it was confident and seductive, yet had a touch of loneliness in it. I didn't speak for a second almost zoning out "Sorry he has a hard time getting used to new people." Nathan said smiling at Elizabeth, the Umbreon's trainer "So what's her name?" Nathan asked "Midnight Magnolia" Elizabeth said scratching Midnight's pitch black fur her blue rings glowing she looked calm and collected. I tried my best to be cool and clam like her, thinking about what to say. I wasn't really paying attention and ending up tripping over my own paws and ended up face planting right into the concerete! I recovered from it like a boss andsaid, "Cool name!" ...Silence,cold cruel slience.. "Cool name? What kind of compliment is that?! Just say quiet she probably doesn't even want to talk to you, especially not after that!" A dark surprisingly feminine voice in my head said. "What's his name?" Elizabeth asked. I decided to listen to the voice and just stay quiet. Nathan thought for a second,"Omen" he replied looking at me to see if I liked the name. I nodded. Omen was a nice name, nicer than Disaster or Chaos or Armagedon at least. Magnolia smiled at me and I let out a really, really, really, quiet "Nya". This caused me to blush even HARDER, Absols, being feline Pokémon ONLY say "Nya" when they're heavily aroused.Elizabeth and Nathan were talking about something,I wasn't really paying attention.Magnolia moved closer to me as she got closer I felt my heart beat faster and I wondered if she could hear it. Magnolia's eyes shrunk and she darted towards a bushed she zoomed back her cheeks were crimson red "It's okay if I had a poffin for everytime we had to stop because Nathan needed to pee..." I consoled causing Midnight and Liz to stifle their laughter "Don't say that there's ladies present!' Nathan whined. " What do you mean Nate? I always treat you nicely." I teased. This caused Maggie and Liz to burst out laughing. Nathan growled and blushed "Ha ha he-hey how "bout we battle, you and Omen versus me and Maggie?" Liz asked as she wiped a tear from her eyes.Shit. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- END OF CHAPTER!!!!!!!!