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Witnessing a friend’s silent desperation! This just happened today, in one of my classes. Now, this is a guy who I’m pretty good friends with, and we’ve had a very complicated “situationship” type of thing in the past. (I still have feelings for him, don’t know how he feels, but that’s not the point of this). This guy, we’ll call him Andy, and I have a few classes together. That’s probably how we’ve become so close. For a bit of context, Andy is very, and I mean VERY quiet. I’m one of the few people he talks to, and as far as I know, his only female identifying friend. And the only time he will say anything about his need is when he’s very quietly asking permission to go to the bathroom. During this particular class I have with him, he almost always has to go about halfway through. I can usually tell when he’s about to get up and ask, because he does that nervous sort of look around to see if the last guy to go has come back yet so he can ask without being told to wait. Well today was, well, a bit different. Almost immediately after class started, he seemed, a bit nervous. For about 25 minutes, it was blatantly obvious to me he needed to go. To the normal person, he might’ve just been uncomfortable or anxious, but we all on here know how we are. We can tell because we spend so much time reading about, experimenting, and looking for the signs in real life. During this time period, he kept shifting around, tensing up, and moving his legs in weird positions with his thighs smushed together. At one point, he began fanning his legs a bit. I’m not exactly sure why he didn’t just get up and ask after a few minutes. I didn’t notice any of the other guys out, but that might’ve been it. Or he could’ve just been anxious to finish the late assignment he hadn’t turned in, and then trying to quickly work on another to make sure he could get it done on time. He did eventually get up and go, and he looked pretty relieved when he came back. This is a pretty small sighting, I know, but it gets me really excited. 1. Because he usually doesn’t show this much movement, so it gets me to thinking the need must’ve been pretty urgent. & 2. Tomorrow is a bit of a weird schedule due to the blocking and mandatory testing, so we’ll be spending a block period together that we normally wouldn’t for testing, in which you’re not allowed to get up and do things like go to the bathroom. At the end of said period, we’ll have lunch together, and I don’t believe he typically goes during lunch. Then after that, we’ll have the same class I witnessed the above story in together, in which we’ll be doing different stations (this teacher’s stations usually take awhile to complete), and working together on them. To add to that last bit, there’s NO WAY he would excuse himself in the middle of doing these ESPECIALLY in front of me to go (most likely because we’d be working on something just the two of us, and there wouldn’t be a way for him to silently step away). There’s definitely a possibility I’m getting way too prematurely excited for this, and it might not be as eventful as I’m hoping, but I’m still excited regardless.

One Shot -This one shot is going to be based on one of my own fantasies. Let me know if you want to hear stories involving more of my fantasies as well! Characters: Cassandra/Cass (representing me, pronouns she/her), Aidan (a friend of Cass, omo situation happens to him, pronouns he/him), Jayden (Jay, best friend of Cass, side character, pronouns he/him). There ages are around 19-21. Cass’ personality is meant to represent mine, although not my current situation or family dynamic, which i don’t typically see in omo stories, so sorry if it’s a bit different. I’ll let you picture the characters’ physical descriptions however you’d like, as that’s what I prefer to do when reading! … Although I will add that Aidan is around 5’10-6ft, and Cass is 5’7-5’8 ……………………………………………………………………… *Phone ringing* Cassandra had just finished getting ready for the day, and went back to her room to answer her phone. It was her friend Aidan. They’d been friends for a little less than a couple years, and they hadn’t seen each other for about two months. “Hey!” Cass answered cheerfully. “Hey, Cass! I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today? I haven’t seen you in forever,” he chuckled a bit nervously. “Oh, definitely! I actually have some errands to run today though, and I have to go over to the apartment complex to check one of the units that someone just moved out of. Would you want to come along?” “Oh, yeah sure.” “Okay, I’ll pick you up in ten.” She hung up and grabbed her things to leave. Aidan didn’t live very far from her house, so she got there in no time. And in true Aidan fashion, he was waiting for her on the front step and gave an awkward smile as he stood up and walked to Cass’ truck. “Hey,” he said as he struggled a bit to climb up in the truck, “Did you raise the lift on this? I swear it wasn’t this high the last time I rode in here!” He chuckled. Cass let out a laugh, “No, your just getting shorter,” she snorted. There was a pause of silence as they looked at each other, which was immediately followed by laughter from the both of them. “That will never get old,” Aidan said out of breath. “Never,” Cass agreed,” Hey, do you want to get Dunkin’? I need food.” “Of course you do,” Aidan chuckled, ”I’m down though, I’m parched.” They went to Dunkin’ and ordered some breakfast. Cass got a Strawberry frosted donut and a small peach passion fruit refresher, while Aidan got a glazed donut and a large iced latte. They ran a couple errands over the next two hours and soon it was lunch time. “Hey I’m gonna stop and get diesel before we get lunch, my tank is at less than a quarter.” Cass announced. “Okay.” Aidan agreed seemingly without an issue. Cassandra drove to the gas station and went inside to pay. While she was in there, she decided to use the bathroom. After about five minutes, she came back out to the truck, and began filling the tank. She looked in the truck where Aidan was sitting. She noted that he hadn’t seemed to notice that she was back, and he seemed a bit restless, although that was pretty typical for him. “Hey!” she tapped on the window. “Jesus!” Aidan jumped a bit startled, “You scared the shit out of me!” They both laughed. After the tank was full, Cassandra got back in the car and they headed to get lunch. “You feeling anything in particular for lunch?” Cassandra asked, already knowing the answer to the question. “Oh, I don’t know. You pick.” Of course. “Chick-fil-a sound good?” she suggested when she saw the sign up ahead. “Yeah.” They both ordered meals, Cassandra a medium, Aidan a large. After they ate, they went to pick up Cassandra’s niece from Cass’ aunt, and drop her off at her other aunt’s house. In total, that took about an hour. When she got back in the truck, Cassandra noticed Aidan shifting around uncomfortably. She had a theory of what was wrong, but she didn’t dare to ask him unless he brought it up. The thing about Aidan, was that he was really shy. Especially when it came to something as private, as personal as needing the bathroom. “Hey, I have to run to Academy real quick before we head over to the complex. Jay asked me to look at ammo for him.” She hoped this would give him the opportunity to step away for a moment to… take care of things. “Okay.” he replied shortly. They arrived at Academy within a few minutes. Once inside, Cassandra called her best friend, Jayden, to ask him about what kind of ammo he needed. “What do you want, ya heifer?” Jayden answered in the most hick accent anyone could imagine. “Hahaha, you know, that’s sooo much funnier than the first three hundred times you’ve called me that.” she replied sarcastically. “C’mon Cass, you know I’m just teasing you.” “I’m very aware, Jay. I’m at Academy, what kind of ammo were you wanting me to look at?” Jay quickly explained what he needed. “Hey, my mom’s calling me. Text me if you find it!” “See ya, stupid.” she replied with love. As she turned to looked back at Aidan, she noticed he was still there. He was shuffling back and forth awkwardly, red faced, with his thighs glued together. Almost as if on cue, he let out a small huff and bent over at the waist. “Are you okay?” Cassandra questioned sympathetically. He quickly straightened up, and looked pretty embarrassed. “Oh, um- yeah. I’m gonna run to the bathroom real quick. I’ll be right back.” he immediately hurried off towards the back of the store where the bathrooms were located. She quickly found what she was looking for and went to check out. Cassandra was glad he finally got a chance to go, although she did find that sight of him desperately wiggling around quite arousing. However, after no more than a minute, Aidan appeared again looking extremely worried, almost as if he was going to cry. “Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked him concerned. “I- um,” he swallowed nervously. He was shaking with his hands tightly squeezing his hips. In almost a whisper, he managed, “the, um- the bathrooms were closed.” He wouldn’t look her in the eye. “Oh, okay,” she replied. She felt pretty bad about his predicament. “Well, I’m done here, so we can leave now.” “Okay.” He choked out, only looking slightly relieved. They went outside and got into Cass’ truck. “Do you want me to stop somewhere?” She asked. He shook his head and said to just head over to the pick-up area. It was only a ten minute bus ride from there, and he assured her he could wait. Cassandra’s parents owned a small building of apartments in a neighborhood right outside of town. There was a bit of a strange way of getting to the neighborhood. They would have to drive to a parking area, where they would wait for a bus to pick them up and take them to the neighborhood. It was a short drive to the parking area, and they arrived there within minutes. “Fuck.” Aidan exclaimed softly as they parked. “What’s wrong?” “I really need to go to the bathroom.” he shifted uncomfortably. Cassandra gave a sympathetic smile. She was worried for him. He must be seriously desperate for him to be this open to her. As they climbed out of the truck, she heard painful whimpers and a mumbled shit. She walked around to the other side of the truck to find him bent over at the waist with his hands. She walked over and bent down next to him. “Hey, it’s gonna be okay.” she said encouragingly. They walked over to the bench at the bus stop and Aidan immediately sat down and burried his face in his hands. “Fuck, Cass. I’m so sorry,” he choked out, “this is so embarrassing. I have to pee so bad.” Cassandra’s heart sank for him. She scooted next to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. ……………………………………………………………………… I kind of lost motivation to finish this one, and it feels a bit like i’m mashing take senerios together. i still figured i’d post what i have! i’ll put a part two in a comment below if i figure out what i want to do with this one.

This incident happened nearly two years ago - one of the most amazing experiences I had ever came to watching an experience up-close. Brace yourself, for this is a long story. My best friend is a pretty attractive guy. He’s rather tall, standing at a towering 185cm, and of average build - closer to a skinny one. His personality is close to your typical soft shy-boy from a Korean drama. I would admit that I had a slight crush, or rather, attraction towards him at that time and it had only amplified after this incident. We had been out studying together for a few hours at a small café pretty far away from the city and he ordered a few coffees to keep himself hydrated and focused, while I was not allowed to drink any due to health concerns. Well, I’m sure you can guess where this is going - five hours with five cups of coffee, and caffeine has an insane diuretic effect for him. He started to show initial signs of needing the toilet two hours in, but I guess he had assumed that he could wait. After five hours, I could tell that it had really gotten to him. He couldn’t stay still, face insanely red, hands shaking, legs crossed tightly, and sweating crazily. He was obviously close to his limit. “Hey, do you need to go to the washroom or something?” I asked him. He nodded and approached the staff to ask for a restroom. However, after a few minutes, he came back dejected and with tears almost welling in his eyes. “What’s the matter? Why didn’t you go?” I asked. “The customer’s restroom is broken and we’re not allowed to use the staff’s - it’s for hygiene.” he mumbled, tears clearly on the brink of falling from his eyes. I then suggested that we leave and find a nearby restroom. After asking for directions from the staff, who did not know of the directions to the nearest restroom, my best friend gave up and suggested going to the city to relieve himself, since it was only 15 minutes or so away. He was really certain that he’d make it. I suppose at this point in time, I should add in a little bit of context. He was a really shy guy and would never, ever show any kind of need for something as private - as personal as needing to use the washroom. This meant that his need, at this moment, was literally insane to show it this openly to me. We quickly packed up our things and thanked the staff, and walked quickly towards the nearby bus-stop. On the way there, he was so, so desperate that he had to stop a few times to bend down, hands on his thighs and squeeze his legs together. ”Hey, you’re going to make it, okay?” I reassured him, although deep down I knew a part of me, though evil, wanted to say, please don’t make it. He could hardly look me in the eye, but once we made eye contact, it felt like he had gained the strength to carry on. We eventually reached the bus-stop where he immediately sat down and he buried his face in his hands. ”God, Ariae. I’m so sorry you have to see me like this - I really didn’t know their washrooms were closed. I’m sorry for ruining the day.” My heart melted instantly. He was so pure and apologetic for such a human need and I almost cursed myself for silently hoping that he would not have made it. I reached out for his arm to assure him that it was all okay, noticing how cold and shaken he was. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. We had waited in silence for the bus who was scheduled to come by every twenty minutes due to how remote it was - it seemed that we were unlucky enough to miss the previous bus. “How much do you need to go?” I couldn’t resist myself asking. ”I’m.. I don’t know, Ariae. I’ve never been this urgent in my life. I don’t know why I didn’t decide to go sooner. I don’t even think I can hold on until the bus comes.” I wrapped my arms around his cold body and reassured him that the bus would come anytime soon. Sure enough, as miracles do, a bus came by just two minutes after that. Though happy for my friend, I was silently disappointed. He struggled to even get up, knees tight together as he tried to act as normal as he could while entering the bus, though it was obvious everyone had their eyes on him. His face turned redder than I’d ever seen him. It seemed that lady luck was not on our side as the bus was insanely crowded - having the time been just past 6.30pm where everyone was on the way home after a long day of work. The bus was both crowded and seatless, leaving my poor friend standing and legs tightly crossed. I was sure that everyone on the bus, hoping for something exciting to happen that they could tell their family about as they went home, was secretly wishing to see him wet himself. The bumpy ride home seemed to take hours. I linked my arms with his to make sure he stayed balanced as his other hand was on his thighs, itching to just grab his crotch and hold it better. Almost ten minutes had passed, he was shaking so hard that I almost wanted to hug him. At long, long, long last, we had finally reached the nearest bus-stop to our house. ”That.. was not fifteen minutes.” I muttered, trying to make a quick joke to cheer him up. ”Ariae... god, I really, really have to pee. I don’t think I can hold it anymore. I’m about to wet myself.” I glanced over at him. For someone as shy as him, finally gaining the courage to grab onto his crotch meant that he was quite literally minutes away from completely losing it all. My heart wrenched at the sight of him. ”Come on, my house is just a short walk away. You’ll make it, okay?” “Mm.” he mumbled in reply. Every two seconds, he had to stop to grab himself tightly before continuing. After four minutes of agony, I heard a soft gasp. ”Oh my god.” a small wet spot appeared on his light-blue jeans and appeared to grow bigger for a few seconds. ”Oh my god. I can’t hold it anymore, I have to pee, right now.” he gasped. “No, no. Just a few steps away. You can make it.” I made a last-ditch attempt to reassure him. He then hobbled the last two minutes before finally stopping at the lobby and his wet patch grew even bigger. The glistening wet patch shone brightly in the sunset as those passing by glanced. ”I have to go now, Ariae.” The lift seemed to take a billion years to reach our floor, and his ever-growing wet patch seemed to get bigger slowly and slowly by the second. At long, long, last, we had made it inside the elevator when I heard a gasp. ”Ariae. I’m sorry. I can’t hold it anymore. I’m peeing myself.” I watched as my best friend losing control, grab his crotch tightly, desperately, knees buckled, trying to save himself from humiliation while fresh, golden urine poured out of his hands and his jeans onto the floor rapidly, glistening under the light of the elevator. Complete silence throughout the elevator - except the soft whispering repeating “please stop”, the soft hissing of his urine pouring out of his penis and the loud splash on the elevator floor. Even as we had reached my floor, he hasn’t stopped wetting himself until minutes after when the trickle had finally died down, but not the ones pouring from his eyes. “Hey, it’s okay. Accidents happen. Let’s get you changed and we can take a much-needed nap.” I reassured him, smoothing through his disheveled hair and wiping the tears off his beautiful face. Since that incident, I had never seen him drink even a single cup of coffee anymore.

This is a very VERY old story I wrote about 3-4 years ago. I though.. "Hey, I should rewrite this". So I did... Here's the results ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Mario entered the Kart Racing Lobby, along with his brother Luigi. This was the first Kart race the kingdom has ever had, everybody wanted to watch. Mario grabbed a pen a signed himself in, then gave the pen to Luigi. Luigi fumbled with the pen, then sloppily signed himself in. He started to fumble with his overall strap, thinking about the race. The lady behind the desk finally spoke up. "The men's locker room is on the right, Mario and Luigi." Mario collected the locks and their combinations, then thanked the woman. He gently grabbed Luigi's hand and led him to the locker. "Okay Luigi, I want you to put your locker next to mine so we don't have to be too far away before the races." Luigi nodded. Mario picked out a locker and put his lock on it. Luigi did the same to a locker next to his older brother. Mario carefully pulled out the back of Luigi's sweatpants and peeked at the diaper underneath, to his luck it was clean. "Okay Luigi, are you ready to race?" Luigi shifted back and forth and crossed his legs. "What's wrong Bro?" Luigi pointed to the bathroom and grabbed Mario's hand. Mario realized and patted Luigi's back. "Gotta go potty? You can just go... " Luigi lightly opened his legs and smiled. Mario chuckled and opened his locker. He dug out a clean diaper, rash cream, and some powder. Luigi walked over to the bathroom and gestured Mario to hurry up. Mario quickly locked his locker and ran into the bathroom with Luigi. In the bathroom Mario put Luigi in a changing table. He took off the wet diaper and disposed it, then he put the new diaper underneath Luigi and put the powder on him. Mario lifted the diaper over Luigi's member and taped it up. Luigi got up and put his pants back on. "We should get ready for the race, Bro" Luigi walked back out to his locker and put on a helmet. Mario walked out and nearly ran into Yoshi. "Oh my! I didn't see you Yoshi!" "That's okay! I can take a hit" Mario looked at Luigi, who was messing with his overall strap "Hey... Luigi" Yoshi said. "I heard you know a lot about ghosts" "Yeah...." "Can you tell me what a ghost is?" "Ghost is... d-dead people w...who can't pass over" "What are the ball things?" "Energy" Bowser bursts through the door. "When I win this race, Peach will HAVE to love me!" He bellowed, then spewed some fire and stomped past the trio. Luigi whimpered and covered his ear, since he was sensitive to loud noises. Bowser looks at Luigi and gasped. "Oh my... I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were here" "It's okay" Mario mumbled. Luigi checked his watch. "M..Mario.... race time..." Mario looked at the clock. "Oh my! It is race time!" Mario runs over to a pipe. "Come on Luigi!" Luigi walked over to the pipe and stared into it. "Go on.... The race is down there" Luigi whimpered, then slowly hoisted himself into the pipe. He tumbled in head first. Luigi popped out of a pipe in Deflino Island, next to a race track. Mario came out shortly after and help his brother up. "That wasn't too bad was it?" Luigi nodded, then sat down on a bench and waited for the race to start. A few minutes later a voice cam over the speakers. "Alright racers! Get into your carts!" All the racers gone into their karts. Luigi's kart was specially made for him and his condition. The steering wheel had a fluffy cover on it, so he was comfortable holding it, the kart also was wider so if Luigi had an accident he could adjust himself without having to get out of the kart. His most favorite thing was that the gas pedal was a clutch on the steering wheel. "Racers! Start your engines!" Everybody turned on their karts. "3... 2... 1.... GO!" Everybody sped off, some of the people bumped into each other. Luigi zoomed past King Boo and a shy guy, putting himself in 10th place. He went through a box and got a green shell, which he threw and hit Peach with. "Ow!" she exclaimed as Luigi drove past her. Luigi zoomed past a few more driver, putting him in 3rd place. A shell hit him, causing his kart to spin. He felt a torrent of urine come out of him as he clung onto the wheel. After the kart stopped spinning he drove off again. Luigi zoomed past the racers that past him, then drove through another box. He was holding a mushroom, which cause his kart to go faster. Luigi giggled as he sped past his brother and Bowser. "I'm in first place!" he cheered. But his celebration was interrupted by a blue shell flying towards him. He screamed as the shell crashed into his kart. His kart flew up into the air, then crashed back down onto the asphalt. The other racers watched in horror as Luigi cried and soiled himself. Peach was the first racer to talk. "Luigi... I..I'm so sorry. I didn't know" Luigi sped away as fast as he can from them. he zoomed past the finish line and ran to the pipe. He let out a small sob, then hopped into the pipe. He came back out of the pipe at the locker room. He ran to a bench and sat down on it. Mario ran in after Luigi. "Bro! Are you okay?" Mario sniffed the air, then covered his nose. "Oh my! Somebody made a stinky" Luigi blushed and covered his face with his hands. Yoshi and Bowser came into the locker room. "Oh my... Bowser is that you?" "God no! I don't smell that bad!.... Do I?" Mario grabbed the bag from his locker and quickly escorted Luigi to the bathroom. Mario and Luigi went into the same stall as they did before the race. Mario set Luigi onto the table adn takes off his diaper. He quickly changed Luigi. Luigi cried throughout the whole change. "Luigi... Calm down." After what seemed like hours, but was only 5 minutes, Luigi stopped crying. "Are you better?" "Y..Yeah.." Mario handed Luigi a trophy. "This is for you.." "But... I didn't win..." "Yes you did. You're the campion" "I am..?" Luigi asked, a small smile growing on his face. "Yes! You're the karting champ!" Luigi giggled. "I'm the best karter in the WORLD!" Mario smiled. "Yes..... yes you are"