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  1. (Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) "Ugh......." An Inkling girl with Lime-Green tentacles slowly opened her eyes. she got up on the ground,with a hand on her head to ease the headache she was feeling. The inkling looked around. She seemed to be in some dimly lit hallway. She rubbed her chin and tried to remember how she ended up here. This inkling was known as Agent 3 by the people she worked for. She recalls exploring the subway with her leader,Captain Cuttlefish. But along the way,she encountered an Octoling. The last thing she remembers is fighting this Octoling until something attacked them out of the blue. Three shook her head and picked up her hero shot. She then started walking through the hallway. After a while,she reached a subway station. The station was completely empty and there weren't any subway cars. Three looked at the rails and followed them with her eyes until she saw a tunnel. She fired some ink at the ground and transformed into her squid form. She then dived into her ink and swam to the tunnel. Upon entering the tunnel,the first thing she saw was a bunch of teal ink laying around. This ink had a different texture compared to inkling ink. Three created another path of ink and continued to swim. The tunnel seemed to be pretty long however. As three was swimming for quite a while and she had yet to reach the other side. To make things worse,she couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable in her squid form. She continued to swim and the feeling seemed to slowly increase. She decided to shrug it off for now,as she saw a light up ahead. She entered the light and exited the tunnel. But the only thing in sight was more rails and more of that weird teal ink. Three continued to swim. She continued for 30 minutes and the discomfort she was feeling got a bit worse. Thankfully,she saw a metro station up ahead. She continued to swim until she reached the station. It wasn't until she reverted back to her humanoid form that she noticed something. The feeling she had earlier got a slightly weaker. And she was now feeling it in her abdomen. she then realized what the issue was: she needed to pee. But that problem could easily be solved,right? This is a subway station. They always have restrooms. Three walked forward while keeping an eye out for any signs pointing to a restroom. She entered a corridor,but there wasn't a bathroom to be seen. What she saw was an area filled with teal ink puddles and trees that had plastic warped around them. Some of the trees even had plastic bags with teal liquid in them. Three immediately prepared her weapon upon hearing some giggling. Suddenly,an Octoling jumped out of one of the puddles of teal ink and started firing at Three. Three rolled out of the way and fired back at the Octoling,Splatting her in the process. After splatting,Three noticed that the Octoling looked much more different than the ones she fought in Octo Valley. She had a different uniform,she was wearing shades and her skin almost had the same texture as the ink she shot. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt slightly twinge in her bladder. Three decided to explore the area a bit. Maybe there was a bathroom around here somewhere? She started looking around. But after a few minutes of searching,there was no toilet in sight. She considered just peeing in the bushes,but the puddles of teal ink were everywhere and there was a chance one of those Octolings could strike her if she decided to do it there. Three walked past some boxes and saw another station entrance up ahead. Like the last one,there wasn't a subway car. Three hopped of the station and followed the rails again. The rails led her to another tunnel. Thought ,this one wasn't as long as the last one. Upon leaving the tunnel,Three was in for a shock. She entered some kind of void. The train tracks where still there. But the sky was purple,there seemed to be a bottomless pit below and there were all kinds of objects floating around. Ranging from giant gaming consoles,to even utensils. Three shook her head and continued to follow the rails. After walking for 15 minutes,Three stopped to look up ahead. There was another station up ahead and this one seemed to have a subway car. Three created a path of ink and swam towards the subway car. But like in the first tunnel,the pressure she felt in her bladder grew...and this time it was worse than last time. She swam up the station and transformed back into her humanoid form. The pressure decreased,but not by much. She then left the station and entered a corridor. Three looked around for restroom signs while she had one hand between her legs. She needed to pee pretty badly now and there was once again no restroom in sight. While walking through the corridor,she heard some groaning. She turned around and aimed her weapon. She had her legs crossed while doing this. There were 2 Twintacle Octotroopers and they were ready to attack her. She rolled away from the two Octotroopers as they started firing at her. Three threw a bomb at the Octotroopers. This sent them into a state of panic and they tried to move away from the explosion. But they were too slow and got caught in the explosion. Three looked around for more Octarians and lowered her weapon once it looked like she was safe. She continued walking through the corridor with one hand between her legs. There were multiple doors in the corridor,but all of them were locked and none of them had restroom signs on them. She entered an elevator and waited for it to close. Once the elevator was closed,she dropped her weapon and placed both hands between her legs. She looked around the elevator and didn't see any of that teal ink she saw all over the previous areas. She briefly considered peeing in the elevator,but she decided against it as she didn't want to be caught with her pants down if an enemy happened to be waiting for her in front of the elevator. A ding echoed through the elevator. The elevator door opened and Three stepped out while aiming her weapon forward. She took cover behind some boxes and peeked from behind them. She saw some more Octarians heading towards her. She hid behind the boxes without transforming into a squid. Luckily,the Octarians walked past her and made their way to the elevator. Three quickly jumped over the boxes and hid on the other side before the Octarians could turn around. However,the impact of the landing caused her bladder to start sloshing. Three quickly grabbed her crotch with one hand and crossed her legs. Three continued to walk down the hallway while trying to avoid fighting the Octarians she ran into. Because fighting them means she'd likely have to dive in her ink multiple times. And being in her squid form with a full bladder was painful. She managed to avoid fighting Octarians until she saw two doors. One of them had a silhouette of an Octoling Girl. Three looked to her sides and entered the restroom once the coast was safe. Three jumped when she saw what the inside looked like. There was teal ink everywhere. She opened one of the stalls and sure enough,the ink was all over the toilet. Three quickly closed the door and shook her head. There's no way she was going to use this restroom. "Ha!!!" Three turned around and yelped when she saw an Octobrush being swung towards her. She barely managed to duck under the swing. The one who delivered the swing was an Octoling. The Octoling went for another swing,But Three jumped over it. Upon landing,she had to place a hand between her legs to prevent a leak. The Octoling took advantage of this and jabbed her with the rear of her brush. This strike caused her to let out the leak she was trying to prevent. Three quickly turned around and left the restroom with one hand between her legs. She wanted to use both hands,but doing that was difficult due to the fact that she also had to hold her weapon. When she exited the bathroom,she immediately turned around and fired at the door until she was out of ink. The Octoling then barged out of the bathroom and made a ink-line towards her. Three put her weapon on her back and dashed out of the way. The Octoling turned around and tried to ram her with the brush. But three sidestepped out of the way while waiting for her ink tank to fill back up. "Must destroy,target...."The Octoling said in a robotic voice. She then started swinging her brush at Three. Three just backed away from the swings while keeping a hand on one of her weapons. She then heard a beep. She looked over her shoulder and saw the light on her ink tank. This meant she had enough ink to use a sub weapon. She reached for her ink tank and grabbed a bomb. But the Octoling struck her with the brush and knocked her down. Three dropped her weapon and placed both hands between her legs. Doing her best to hold back all the pee that was trying to break free from her bladder. She opened one eye and saw the Octoling approach her. "Target is down. Must finish her..." The Octoling said as she held her brush overhead. Three heard some squeaking and smiled. The Octoling looked at where the sound came from and saw an Autobomb standing next to her. The Octoling just stared at the Autobomb as it prepared for detonation. *SPLAT* The Autobomb exploded and destroyed the Octoling. Three got up from the floor and crossed her legs. She picked up Her weapon and put it on her back. She then started running while frantically looking around. She was very close to her limit now. She saw a room up ahead and entered it. She frantically inspected the room. It seemed to be a security room as there were multiple screens highlighting different stations. Three looked around for something to pee in.Anything. She then locked her eyes on a slosher that was right next to a storage door. She grabbed the slosher and barged into the storage room. Three then kicked the door to shut it and put down the slosher.She immediately pulled down her shorts and panties and sat on the slosher. Almost immediately,the sound of urine splattering could be heard in the room. "Ahh.........ohh....." Three moaned as she let out all the urine she had been holding. A smile slowly appeared on her face as the stream continued. She looked between her legs and saw the slosher slowly being filled with lime-green urine. Her stream slowly weakened until only a couple of drops came out. Three got up from the slosher and pulled her shorts up. There wasn't anything to wipe with. Not that it mattered,since her panties were already a bit wet. Feeling a bit more relaxed now,she turned around and looked at the slosher. She almost completely filled it. She pushed the slosher in the corner of the room and opened the door. She then made sure to coast was clear and exited the room. Three then went up to the screens. Maybe she could find Captain Cuttlefish on one of these screens. She looked at everything screen until she spotted Captain Cuttlefish. He was helping an Octoling drag....something....back to a subway car. She looked at the letters on the screen and saw "Center Station". Three then looked at the keyboard under the screen and saw some weird device. This device looked like some kind of controller and it had "Kamabo" written on it. She pressed the button and a holographic map appeared in front of her. This map listed all the stations that were visible on the screen. Three decided to hold onto the device. Now that she had a chance to relieve her self and had a clue on where to go,the exited the security room and made her way to the Central Station. And with that,I've made a story for all 3 playable Agents. If you want to see the other 2,Here's the Link to Agent 8's story: https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/46994-emptying-your-ink-tank-splatoon/?tab=comments#comment-1554119 And here's the Link to Agent 4's story: https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/52366-4-my-bladder-splatoon-agent-4/?tab=comments#comment-1689970
  2. (Heads up: English isn't my first language. Please excuse any grammatical errors you may find in this story.) "*Sigh* Callie...." Marie stared at a picture of her and her sis....err....cousin with a somber expression. Callie has been missing for over a month now and Marie hasn't had luck finding her. Marie snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the sound of a kettle outside. She turned around and looked out of the window. Sure enough,Agent 4 was standing on one of the entrances to the levels. Marie opened her paper parasol and left the cabin she was in. "Agent 4!" The yellow Inkling turned around upon hearing her code name. "So...how did the mission go?" Marie asked. Agent 4 gave her a thumbs up and showed her the Zapfish she rescued in the level. "Excellent job,agent 4. I really have a good eye for discovering talent." Marie said proudly. Agent 4 blushed and stepped of the entrance. The two agents then heard another noise coming from the kettle in the middle of the outpost. The lid of the kettle slowly started spinning until it came off and revealed another entrance. 4 started running towards the kettle while Marie slowly followed her. As she walked,she kept staring at all the platforms around the canyon. "Man...Octarians are so weird. What with their floating platforms everywhere..." Marie said to herself. However,something else caught her attention. Each time she took a step,she could feel a little bit of pressure in her bladder. "Hmm...." The noise Marie made caught the attention of Agent 4. "Huh? Oh. Everything is fine,four. You don't have to worry." Marie said. Marie looked at the keetle in front of them. Agent 4 hopped on the keetle and gave Marie a thumbs up. Marie simply nodded as Agent 4 transformed into her squid form and slipped through the entrance. Marie turned around and started walking back to the cabin to take care of some business. It's not like she was near her limit,but she figured it would be better to relieve herself while she had the chance. She entered the cabin and made her way to the bathroom door. She entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her. In front of er was a toilet bowl at floor level. Marie put her paper parasol and walkie-talkie near the sink. She then hiked up her kimono,revealing some green panties. She pulled them down and squatted over the toilet. She relaxed and let out a stream of green urine. The sound of her urine making contact with the toilet echoed through the room along with a sigh from Marie. After about 20 seconds,her stream began to get weaker and weaker until only a couple of drops came out. Marie stood up and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe herself dry. After wiping,she tossed the wet piece of toilet paper in a nearby bin and pulled her panties back up. She walked over to the sink and started washing her hands with some ink. As soon as she was done,she heard a loud beep coming from her walkie-talkie. She got up to where her parasol was and grabbed the Walkie-talkie. "This is Agent 2. I hear you loud and clear,four." Meanwhile..... Agent 4 was currently standing in front of a launch pad with the Hero shot in her hand. "Can you see the Zapfish?" Marie asked. Four looked at the Arena that was further ahead and saw a Zapfish hovering above some magenta ink. "Excellent! Go get that zapfish!" Marie said. Four walked towards the launch pad,but hesitated as she got close to it. She started feeling a bit of pressure in her in her bladder. She was so eager to get the next Zapfish that she forgot to use the bathroom while she was at the outpost. Despite the signals her bladder was sending her, she stepped on the launch pad. She then transformed into a squid and Super Jumped towards the Arena. Upon landing,the pressure in her bladder briefly increased. Four crossed her legs and started fidgeting a bit. Her attention shifted from her bladder to the Zapfish that was hovering above the magenta puddle of ink. Four created a path of ink with her Hero shot and swam towards the Zapfish. Whoever, her plan of quickly grabbing the Zapfish and leaving came to halt when an Octarian Tentacle popped out of the Ink and grabbed the Zapfish. Four quickly swam away from the Tentacle and aimed her Hero Shot at the puddle of ink.The puddle started glowing and a machine was slowly rising out of it. Very...very slowly.... Four groaned and crossed her legs while waiting for the machine to rise out of the ink. After what felt like an eternity to eight (when in reality it only took 12 seconds) the light disappeared and a giant oven was standing in front of Four. Four started shooting at the ground while the Oven approached her. The oven lined up one of it's loaves. Four noticed this and quickly jumped into her ink. She dodged the loaf that extended from the oven and continued to shoot at the ground. The oven did a short hop towards four and extended all it's loaves in an attempt to hit the Agent. Four dodged the attack and saw the tentacle sticking out of the oven. She started inking the loaves and swimming up the oven. Once she was on top of the oven,she started shooting ink at the Tentacle until it exploded. A bunch of ink started jetting out of the machine. Four super jumped back to where she was when the fight started. Four placed her free hand between her legs. Her bladder was filling up faster than she expected. A gusher landed next to her,startling her and causing her to leak a little. Four crossed her legs and started shooting at the ground again to create a path. She swam in her ink and avoided all the loaves that the oven extended. Unfortunately for her,swimming in her ink turned out to be more painful than she expected. In her squid form,the pressure felt nearly doubled. She jumped out of her ink and quickly reverted back to her humanoid form. She then put her free hand between her legs again and started fidgeting again. The oven once again extended all of it's loaves. Four yelped and barely managed to jump out of the way. Upon landing however,she could feel another leak escaping. She started shooting ink at the loaves again. She swam up the machine and started shooting at the exposed tentacle again until it exploded. Once again,a bunch of Ink jetted out of the oven. Four super jumped back to the starting spot. This time she landed on her knees and with both hands between her legs. The octo oven fired a bunch of gushers and extended a "glazing machine". This machine started spewing out multiple streams of magenta ink. Four whined as those streams reminded her of something she really wanted to do right now. She looked at the Hero Shot she dropped upon landing. She picked it up and got back on her feet. She started running away from the glazing machine in order to avoid getting caught in the streams of ink. She placed placed her free hand between her legs again and started maneuvering around the gushers that the oven scattered all over the arena. The oven prepared to extend it's loaves again. Four created path of ink and swam through both the ink and the pain of her bladder to avoid the loaves. She then turned back into her humanoid form and started shooting ink at the loaves again. This time,there was less room for ink since the loaves were covered in metal that couldn't be inked. Despite this,she managed to create a path. Four took a moment to brace herself. She then transformed into her squid form and swam through the ink,Trying to ignore the pain of being in squid form with a full bladder. Once she was on top of the oven, she transformed back into her humanoid form and started potty dancing. She then quickly started shooting at the exposed Tentacle until it exploded. Four super jumped off the machine and as soon as she landed,the oven exploded and revealed the zapfish. Four sighed with relieved,happy that it was finally over. Her brief moment of happiness was cut short when her headphones went off. This startled her and caused her to let out another leak. This one lasted a second longer than the previous ones. And if it wasn't for the material of her shorts,there would be a small wet patch on her crotch right now. Four answered the call. "Good Job,Agent 4! Now grab the Zapfish and return to the outpost!" Four immediately ran towards the zapfish and grabbed it. Later.... Four jumped out of the kettle and started running towards the cabin Marie was in. With one hand holding the Zapfish and the other holding her bladder. She quickly gave Marie the Zapfish and gave her a thumbs up. "Good Job,agent 4. Keep it up and we'll have the Great Zapfish back in no....time..." Marie stopped talking when she saw four doing a potty dance. "Uhh...the bathroom is inside the cabin if you need to-" Four nodded and quickly entered the cabin. "-go." Marie finished as she watched four rush to the bathroom door. Four closed the door behind her and started pulling her shorts down while walking towards the squad toilet. She squatted above the toilet and almost immediately a stream of yellow urine jetted out of her lower region. "Ahhhhhh....." Four let out. All the pressure she felt was slowly replaced with relief as she let out all the urine she was holding during the fight. The relief felt so great that four couldn't help exhale again. Four looked down. Her shorts looked like the were completely clean,but her panties had a big wet patch on them. After what felt like a minute,her stream weakened. Four sighed and stood up. She took off her shorts and panties and grabbed some toilet paper. She wiped her lower region and then cleaned her shorts. She then put her shorts back on without her panties. She grabbed her panties and sighed at the damage. She exited the bathroom and walked up to Marie. "Ah,You're done. Are you ready to go to the next kettle?" Marie asked. Four hesitated a bit before showing Marie the wet patch on her panties. "Heh...you barely made it?" Marie teased. Four lowered her head in embarrassment. Marie took the panties and entered the cabin. "Don't worry. I'll put these in the washing machine. That Zapfish you collected should be more than enough to power it up." Marie said. Four smiled and bowed. "In the meantime,how about you go to the next kettle?" Marie asked. Four nodded and was about to leave cabin. "Oh and uhh...." Four turned around and faced Marie. "....Stay fresh." Four let out a nervous chuckle and made her way to the next kettle.
  3. A young Octoling looked out of the window as all the buildings seemed to go by. Nobody...Not even she...knew her name. But most of her friends called her "Eight". She's an Octoling that lost her memories after entering the Deep Sea Metro while on her way to "the promised land". The only thing she remembers is that she used to live underground among other Octarians and that she decided to make her way to inkopolis after hearing a song known as Calamari Inkantation. 1 month has passed since she made it to inkopolis. And she's been spending that month starting a new life. "Next Stop: Inkopolis Square!" The train announcer said. Eight smiled and got up from her seat. A minute later, the train stopped and Eight got off. She looked around the station. Multiple Inklings and Octolings could be seen chatting with each other. When Eight initially arrived at Inkopolis, she was surprised to see the amount of Octolings that had already made it there. Even more when it seemed like the inklings were getting along with them just fine. But then she learned that when Octolings started moving to Inkopolis, the Inklings thought they were just Inklings with exotic hairstyles. Eight chuckled and made her way to the stations exit. A few minutes later,she made it to the square. Upon arriving there,she felt a familiar urge in her abdomen. She had recently reached level 10, wich meant she was finally allowed to participate in Ranked Battles. She was so excited to participate that she left her apartment early and forgot to use the bathroom. Eight headed towards the Deca Tower and thought that she'd have a chance to use to bathroom there. She entered the tower and headed towards the receptionist counter. "Hello there! I would like to participate in Ranked Battle please." Eight said. "Are you level 10?" The receptionists asked. Eight nodded and pulled out her pass. The receptionist took a closer look at it and nodded. The receptionist returned the pass and pointed eight to the door that lead to ranked. "Oh,Before i leave...Can you point me to the restrooms?" Eight asked with a nervous smile. "Sure,Just head to the left of that hallway." The receptionist instructed. Eight nodded and thanked the receptionist while walking away from the counter. She followed the directions she was given and quickly found the restrooms. Unfortunately for her,there was a line of girls in front of the door. Eight sighed and headed to the ranked battle entrance. The door opened and revealed a monitor with two pictures on it; one of Wahoo World and one of Port mackerel. Above those pictures was an icon of a tower with "Tower Control" written next to it. Eight touched the Port Mackerel picture and the floor below her transformed into a launchpad. She transformed into her Octopus form and with the help of the launch pad,Super Jumped towards her destination. 5 seconds later,Eight landed on a pink spawn point. She reverted back to her humanoid form and looked around. She was the only one on the map right now. She pulled out her phone and texted her friends. "Hey! I'm at Port Mackerel right now. Where are you guys?" She typed. She then sent the message and waited for a response. 5 minutes passed and she still didn't get a response. To make matters worse,her need to pee had increased while waiting. She put her phone in her pocket and looked around. There was still nobody in sight,so she grabbed the waist of her pants to relieve herself. Right as she was about to pull them down however,3 icons appeared on the Spawn Point. Eight quickly let go of her pants and stood upright. A few seconds later,3 inklings landed in front of her. A green haired inkling girl,who Eight called "Three" approached her. "Sorry we're late,Four saw some new shoes at Shella Fresh and insisted we buy them before the match." Three said as she pointed at the Yellow Inkling,Who sheepishly scratched her head. The hair of the Inklings then changed to pink while they grabbed their weapons. Eight sighed and got her undercover brella ready. "Alright,Are you all ready?" Three asked. Eight was standing behind her teammates with her legs crossed as she waited for the match to start. "Ready?..............GO!!!" The match started and the team wasted no time making a path of pink ink to swim in. Eight followed her team,but was lagging behind because of her bladder. Eight hid behind one of the containers and peeked from behind it. WE TOOK THE TOWER! Four was currently standing on the moving tower while Three and the other Inkling were hiding in their ink and following her. Eight looked at the spot she was on and blushed. "Nobody will notice....right?" She said to herself. Before she could reach for her waist whoever,a couple of ink shots landed next to her. She peeked from behind the wall and saw another Octoling firing at her. Eight came out of her hiding spot and opened her brella to block the inkoming shots. She then pulled the trigger and fired 3 shots of ink at the Octoling. The Octoling exploded and a ghost flew out of his body. Eight eight closed her brella and placed her free hand between her legs. "WE'VE REACHED CHECKPOINT 1!" Eight transformed into her Octopus form and swam to her teammates. Upon arrival close to the location of the Tower,Eight quickly exited her ink and reverted back to her humanoid form. She then hid behind a wall and dropped her umbrella to place both her hands between her legs. Her need was urgent now and she was sure that somebody would catch her if she attempted to relieve herself right now. "WE'RE PAST CHECKPOINT 1!" Eight peeked from behind the Tower and sighed as the Tower started moving again. And the smile vanished as quickly as it appeared when four got splatted by someone. One of the opposing teammates got onto the tower and he was holding an Aerospray. The Tower started moving in the opposite direction. Eight grabbed her brella and rushed out of her hiding spot. The Aerospray wielder saw her and started firing at her. She opened her brella and blocked the shots. But because of the fast firing rate,her brella ended up breaking. She yelped and quickly swam away before any shots could land on her. She then got out of her Ink and started firing at the Inkling on the tower. All while making sure she didn't get too close to it. Some of her ink landed on the Inkling, but it wasn't enough to splat him. Suddenly,The inkling exploded. This caught Eight off-guard and caused her to let out a spurt. She quickly crossed her legs and placed her free hand between her legs. She then looked up and saw Three standing on a container with a charger in her hand. Eight quickly stood upright and gave three a thumbs up. She then inked the tower and swam up to it. The tower started moving again and her brella was fixed after a few seconds. Eight placed a hand between her legs and started fidgeting. She was very close to her limit and she was hoping she could reach the goal already. Luckily for her..... "WE'VE REACHED CHECKPOINT 2!" Eight smiled and looked around. Unlike the first checkpoint, she didn't have to wait as long for the tower to start moving again. 5 second passed and.... "WE'RE PAST CHECKPOINT 2!" The tower started moving again and Eight could already see the goal. Unfortunately,she also saw the same Aerospray user from earlier respawning. The Inkling wasted no time swimming towards her and firing at her. Eight quickly took cover behind the pole in the middle of the tower. Unfortunately,it didn't do much to block the shots and some ink ended landing on her. Eight opened her brella and started firing at the Inkling. The Inkling then swam towards the tower and managed to get on. He then fired at Eight,who still had her brella open. And like last time,her brella broke because of the firing rate. Eight quickly got off the tower and placed a hand between her legs. She quickly swam away and hid behind a container. She peeked from behind a container again while fidgeting. The tower was once again moving in the opposite direction. Suddenly,Eight's hair started glowing. Eight gasped and smiled; her special weapon was ready. She left her hiding spot and swam towards the moving tower. She jumped out of her ink and looked at the Inkling. He was currently busy dealing with her team trying to hold him back. Eight saw the chance and quickly swam up to the tower. She then performed a huge leap while her fist started glowing. The Aerospray inkling turned around and his eyes widened in horror as he realized what was about to happen . He tried to jump of the tower,But it was too late. Eight's fist made contact with the tower and created a huge explosion of ink. This explosion splatted the Aerospray user. The tower started moving towards the goal again. Eight got up and put her hands back between her legs. She then starred at the goal as the tower slowly got closer to it. "C'mon...please!" Eight said to herself as she could feel another spurt escaping. The tower stopped moving.... "GAME!!!" Eight smiled and got off the tower. "The winner is.....TEAM PINK!!" Eight smiled and spun her Brella. But the spinning was interrupted by her bladder giving her a reminder. A minute passed and eight was back in the Deca Tower. Once the entrance to Ranked opened,Eight made a mad dash towards the restrooms. "Excuse me! Coming through! This is an emergency!" Eight said to each Inkling and Octoling she ran past. To her delight,the line that was in front of the door when she arrived was gone. Eight entered the bathroom and then kicked a stall door open. She then turned around and locked the door. She quickly pulled down her pants and sat down. As soon as her rear made contact with the seat,a stream of pink urine jetted out of her body. "Ah......Ahhhh...." Eight moaned as she started feeling more relaxed. Her mouth hung open and her eyes shut as the feeling of relief overwhelmed her. She opened her eyes and looked at her panties. There was a pink stain visible in the middle. After what seemed like a minute,her bladder was completely empty. Eight got up and pulled her panties back up. She didn't bother wiping as her panties were already wet. She shivered a bit because of the contact and turned around to flush the toilet. She exited the stall and headed to the sink to wash her hands. Because inklings dissolve in water, they used a special transparent ink to wash their hands or take showers. Eight left the restroom with a smile. She then headed back to the entrance where her team was waiting.
  4. This is the 2nd Octo Expansion story i've made. The 1st can be found here: Pearl and Marina were sitting on a bench in the Deep Sea Metro waiting for the Metro to arrive. Pearl was looking back and forth at the clock on her phone and the rails of the Metro. "Ugh...How long to we have to wait till that arrives?!" Pearl whined. Marina took her eyes off her phone and looked around. The Duo of idols were currently inside the Deep Sea Metro. They were there to look for someone named "Agent 3". They've been looking around for an hour,But with no results. And right now,They've spend 15 minutes waiting for the Metro to arrive so that they can head to the next station. Luckily,They didn't have to wait much longer. As Marina could hear the sound of the Metro echoing. "Finally...." Pearl said as she got up from the bench. Upon getting up however,she felt a slight pain in her body. She pressed her thighs together and let out a small whine. Due to how hot it was outside of the Deep Sea Metro,Pearl had drank some soda from the Crust Bucket prior to entering the metro. Now she was starting to regret it,As her bladder was quickly filled in all the time she spent looking for Agent 3. "Pearlie,C'mon!" Pearl snapped out of her thoughts as she saw Marina motioning her to enter the train. Pearl took a deep breath and entered the metro with her Octo friend. The Metro started to move. Having some time to kill,Marina decided to pull out her laptop. Pearl placed a hand between her thighs and started shaking her legs while she was sitting. She looked everywhere while they were outside the Metro,But there didn't seem to be any bathrooms around. "So Pearl,In wich station do you think we should look for next?" Pearl looked aside and saw Marina showing her the laptop screen. "Ehh...This station." Pearl pointed at the station she was referring to. She scooted away from Marina and sighed. With no bathrooms in sight,her only option was to relieve herself outside in one of the stations. A few minutes passed and the idol duo final arrived at the station. Pearl got up and felt an even greater pain in her bladder than before. This caused her to quickly place her hands between her legs while Marina wasn't looking. Marina turned around,Causing Pearl to remove her hands while still pressing her thighs together. Marina looked at the small squid with a concerned expression as they exited the Metro. "What's up?" Pearl asked with a nervous smile. "Pearlie? Is everything okay?" Marina then took a few steps towards her friend. "You look a bit nervous." "Of course i'm okay!" Pearl winked and gave Marina a thumbs up. Marina had her doubts,but she decided to shrug it off. The two started walking around the station looking for any signs of agent 3. With each step Pearl took,She could feel all the soda she drank sloshing inside her. Pearl placed her hands between her legs and looked around. It seemed hiding spots were pretty scarce in this station. And she couldn't just Pee right here in the open. The duo continued to look around the station,But they still couldn't find Agent 3. "It doesn't like they're here either." Marina said as she looked left and right. "Well carp...." Pearl said as she fidgeted. A lot of minutes have passed while they were looking for the agent and pearl was very close to her limit. "Pearlie?" Pearl looked at Marina and saw her staring at her. "Do you need to use the bathroom?" Marina asked as she seemed to notice Pearl's discomfort. "What? No way! I'm fine!" Pearl said as she placed her hands on her hips. "Pearlie...." All of the sudden,A loud Ring tone was heard. Pearl yelped and quickly placed a hand between her legs. She then stood upright and pulled out a Walkie-Talkie. "What's up? You're speaking to M.C. Princess! AKA the Baroness of Bars! AKA Foreign Poli-" Pearl stopped her sentence when she heard a loud cough coming from the walkie talkie. "Oh. Sup,Captain?" Pearl answered as she continued to fidget. "Any luck with finding Agent 3?" The old voice from the Walkie Talkie asked. "Nope." A loud sigh could be heard from the Walkie Talkie. "How are the tests going?" Pearl asked. "Everything is going well. Agent 8 has already managed to collect one of the Thangs." The old voice said. "Awesome. Well uhh,We'll let you know when we find agent 3 cap. Peace!" Pearl then let go off the Walkie Talkie button. She then put the Walkie Talkie away only to see Marina standing there tapping her feet. "What?" Pearl asked nervously. "Pearlie,You don't have to lie to me...Do you have to go to the bathroom?" Marina asked as she crossed her arms. "Well...Yes...But i can hold it till we get out of here!" Pearl said with a confident smile. Marina shook her head. "*Sigh* A'ight! Fine! I'm need to go very badly! I don't think i can hold it anymore!" Pearl blurted out and started doing a potty dance. Marina was surprised by the sudden outburst,But nodded. "Uhh...." Marina started looking around for a spot. "Oh! That seems like a good spot!" Pearl looked at where Marina was pointing and saw a car. "Isn't that one of those cars from the "Ride with me" station?" Marina nodded. "Yup. I don't think it's a problem if you go behind it." Pearl looked around and hesitated for a bit. She then ran towards the car and looked around one last time. "Go ahead,There's no one around." Marina said with a smile. Pearl lifted her hoodie and pulled down her shorts and panties. She then squatted down and exhaled. She then let out a small moan when a stream of Pink urine came out of her. "Ohhh......Ahhh...." Pearl said as she could feel the relief overwhelming her. She closed her eyes and relaxed as all the soda she's been holding escaped from her body. As she continued peeing,She could hear Marina taking some steps towards her. "Huh? Marina? What are you-" Marina then unzipped her jeans and pulled them down along with her panties. She then squatted next to Pearl as a green stream jetted out of her. Marina let out a sigh. "Sorry...I didn't realize how badly I needed to go until just now....ahh..." Marina closed her eyes and let out another sigh. Pearl smiled and looked down as she could feel her stream weaken. A couple of drops then escape from Pearl. She then got up and pulled her shorts back up. "Remind me to never drink so much Soda before we go on a big search." Marina giggled as her stream weakened. She pulled up her pants and zipped them back up. "So then....Wich station should we look for next?" Pearl asked with a smile. The duo started walking while Marina pulled out her laptop to look for another station. Pearl was finally able to walk around with a confident smile now that she emptied her Ink Tank.
  5. (Note: Contains underaged wetting desperation… probably. Also contains my interpretation of their off-stage personalities since that’s never shown in the official game.) Inkopolis Square, the most happening part of the city, was buzzing with activity today. Inklings, the squid and kid hybrids that made up much of the city’s population, bustled about in numbers greater than usual, and for good reason. Today was the day of the Splatfest, the city’s most popular event, where inklings would pick sides and compete in turf wars to win prizes and bragging rights for their team. But first, they would need to know what these sides were, and they would soon get their answer. The big screen hanging on the Deca Tower flicked on, and a snazzy logo soon gave way to two hosts in front of a large ground floor window and another TV screen. “Y’all know what time it is!” said Pearl the inkling, who lounged in a comfy chair. “It’s Off the Hook, coming at you live from Inkopolis Square!” said Marina the octoling, standing behind a DJ turntable. “I hope none of you forgot what day it is today!” Marina giggled. “How could anyone forget? It’s Splatfest Day at last!” “Right on! Speaking of forgetting, how about we remind our viewers what debate tonight’s Splatfest is gonna decide?” “Good idea! Tonight’s Splatfest is all about…” Marina scratched the turntable in time to the music. The TV behind them then switched to two drawings, one of a coffee pot on the left, and the other of a fancy cup with the string of a tea bag coming out on the right. “It’s the clash of caffeinated concoctions!” said Pearl, “Are you a fan of the morning joe?” “Or is a cup of tea more your speed?” “I still don’t get how you can enjoy that junk.” Pearl pointed at her co-host. “Tea is such a boring drink. Coffee is better in every way!” “No way! Coffee is gross,” said a pouting Marina. “No matter what you add to it, it always tastes like boiled dirt. But tea is so smooth and comforting, I could drink it all day!” “Isn’t boiled dirt basically what tea is? Also, you can’t beat coffee for your daily caffeine fix. That’s why they call it the best part of waking up!” “But then it makes you crash in the middle of the day,” said Marina, “And aren’t you a little young to be drinking that stuff anyway?” Pearl crossed her arms behind her head. “Pfft, what makes you say that?” “Well, it’s just that coffee stunts your growth when you’re young, and I don’t think you need that stunted more than it already is.” “O-Oh yeah!?” Pearl stammered, shaking her head like a toddler throwing a tantrum. “Well, aren’t you a little young to be wearing an outfit like that?” “W-what’s my outfit have anything to do with this?” Marina put a hand on her top, which was little more than a partially-unzipped leather bra. “I’m just looking out for you. Wouldn’t want you to spill a hot cup of tea and get third-degree burns all over.” “I am more than capable of holding a cup, thank you very much!” Pearl turned back to the camera. “Whatever, we’ll let the viewers decide the better beverage.” Marina returned to her regular meek smile. “Right, remember to go to the booth and sign up for your team to receive your special Splatfest t-shirt.” “And don’t worry, fans of the beans.” Pearl threw her arms up in celebration. “As a special for tonight, we’ll have free coffee available to help you get your splat on all night!” Marina put her hands together. “Same goes to supporters of Team Tea. There’ll be more flavors and varieties than you could shake an inkbrush at!” “But before we get to enjoy all that, let’s get everyone up to date on the current rotation.” Marina nodded. “Yup, time to check out the available stages for ranked, unranked, and league play!” And so, the rest of the show went along normally, with Pearl breaking down each stage and Marina leaving a chirpy but snarky remark as dictated by the teleprompter. Before long, they were already at the closing segment. “And that’s all the time we’ve got!” said Pearl, hopping out of her seat while Marina moved the turntable aside. “Until next time…” “Don’t get cooked, stay off the hook!” they both declared as they smiled and struck a pose together. A few seconds passed before the red light on the camera turned off. “Alright girls, good work this morning!” said their manager from his seat. “Go ahead and take a few minutes to yourselves, then we’ll start prepping for the Splatfest.” “Thank you, everybody!” said Marina while the camera crew cleared out. Pearl merely shot them a smile and a “rock on” gesture. As soon as they were alone in the room, their only witnesses the inklings and jellyfish looking in from outside, the girls sat down at a nearby table. Pearl poured herself a cup of coffee from a fresh pot while Marina grabbed a glass of iced tea. “Big night ahead of us,” started Pearl, “This might be our only chance to kick back until tomorrow. You excited?” “Of course! Splatfests always get my ink pumping like nothing else.” Marina’s cheerful grin lowered to a sheepish smile. “By the way, I know I say this every time, but I hope I wasn’t too mean with some of my lines. Sometimes, I think the teleprompter is trying to make me sound like a… you know.” “Nah, it’s cool.” Pearl waved it off with a hand. “I couldn’t make it this far in the business if I didn’t know how to take some ribbing.” Marina stared at her glass for a moment. “I mean, it’s just that you’re the first and best friend I’ve had since I came to Inkopolis, and I don’t want you to feel like I’m being ungrateful.” Pearl chuckled. “You kidding? I don’t think there’s anything you could do to make me not wanna be your friend.” “W-wait, you really mean that?” said Marina, a hint of pink appearing on her cheeks. “For realsies, Marina. You can chillax on that front, okay? Now how about we talk about some of the fashion disasters competing today? I saw one kid wearing a paintball mask, a tank top, and get this, socks with sandals!” Pearl busted out laughing. “It’s like, does that gear have good stats, or did he forget to do his laundry?” “No way!” said Marina, finding herself giggling as well. She had to admit, Pearl always knew how to cheer her up and put her worries at ease. She took another sip of tea and listened to Pearl go on about fashion-blind inklings and whatnot in contentment. Tonight’s Splatfest was gonna be great; she couldn’t think of anything that could possibly spoil it. Ohh, I drank too much tea. Night had come, and the Splatfest was in full swing. As always, Marina enjoyed a great view of the festivities from the stage atop the Deca Tower lobby. Inklings, jellyfish, and other creatures danced and cheered underneath bright neon lights while fireworks lit up the sky. Pearl danced and rapped in front of her, lost in her own tune, while the octoling worked the turntables to make the freshest beats in all of Inkopolis. This would all normally bring Marina nothing but pleasant feelings and memories, the kind that make her feel tingly all over for days afterwards. Right now, however, all she could think about was the large quantity of tea she had drunk over the course of the day. As much as she liked tea, she had forgotten about its pesky diuretic properties in lieu of focusing on the Splatfest. As such, even though she had made sure to use the bathroom before going on stage, her bladder was already demanding to be emptied a mere couple hours later. Marina quietly thanked the fact that the current song was more focused on Pearl than her. With most of the attention on her friend, she could squeeze her legs and bounce in place to ease the strain, if only just a little. Still, she doubted she could last much longer at her current pace, especially if they played any tunes that required her to do some dancing. Speaking of, Marina had kept a close eye on Pearl as a way to distract herself from the constant pressure, and she had noticed something off about her friend. Sure, she was dancing and rapping to keep the crowd energized, but her movements seemed a little stiffer than normal, and her voice had hints of being forced. Don’t tell me she needs to pee, too? Marina wondered. She couldn’t think of any other explanation, as Pearl didn’t seem ill before the show started. Then again, all that coffee may just be making her too jittery to perform at her best. She would have to check up on her as soon as they could get off the stage. And as luck would have it, a few seconds after Pearl landed the big finish for the tune, the girls heard their manager speaking through their earpieces. “Alright ladies, there’s another televised match comin’ up. Come on down and take a few minutes to yourself.” Nodding together, Pearl waved to the audience and yelled “Okay, kids and squids! We’ll be back in a few, so keep this party going until then!” Meanwhile, Marina put the turntables on standby and shot one last smile to the audience before they departed. The moment they were offstage and out of view, Pearl dropped her grin. “Ugh, I was starting to think we'd never get a break tonight.” “Me too!” Marina glanced at her friend. “Um, are you feeling alright?” “Sure, why wouldn’t I be?” asked Pearl, raising an eyebrow. “Well, you seemed a little... stiff out there.” “What do you mean ‘stiff’? I'm as fresh as ever!” Pearl raised her arms in a pose. A moment passed while the two stared at each other, but then Pearl suddenly gasped and brought her arms down and her legs together. “That doesn’t look very fresh to me,” said Marina. “Okay, so I gotta whiz pretty bad,” replied a fidgeting Pearl, “I don’t know how I made it through those last couple tunes.” Her eyes lowered into a glare. “If you’re gonna snark about it, can you make it quick?” “No no, I wasn’t gonna do that!” Marina waved her hands. “Actually, I really gotta go, too.” “Wait, seriously?” Marina nodded and put her hands to her groin. “All that tea went through me like a shot from a charger. I even went before we started and everything.” “Then why are we standing here complaining about it?” Pearl turned in the direction of the studio and took off. “Last one to the bathroom is a rotten salmonid egg!” “Hey, no fair!” the octoling yelled back while she ran after her. In truth, she wasn’t too happy about the impromptu race as it would tire her out, but at least this way, it would get her to the toilets that much quicker. She allowed herself to smile knowing that relief was only a few moments away. “What do you mean the toilets are broken!?” Pearl glared and tapped her foot at the jellyfish repairman standing next to the restrooms, the door closed and a big “Do not enter” sign in front of it. “Bluh, apology for the inconveniencing,” said Jelonzo, “Pipe has busting all over floor. Entire plumbing being shut down in order to make the fixing. Please to understand.” “You should understand there’s gonna be a lot more liquid on the floor if you don’t let us in there!” Pearl’s brow furrowed so much, Marina worried that it would be permanently stuck that way. “Very not advised, miss kid-squid,” said Jelonzo, putting up two of his tentacles. “Commode is having no water to flush. Also bad smell, I am told. Am very happy jellyfish not have nose right now.” “Urgh, you have to be squidding me! I just used them before the Splatfest!” Seeing that this was going nowhere fast, Marina put her hand on Pearl’s shoulder, leaving the other one near her groin. “Hey, forget about it. Let’s just go use the porta-potties outside. I know they always set some up for Splatfests near the square.” Pearl turned to her while still frowning. “But we’re super-popular celebrities, Marina. The instant we go outside, we’ll get stampeded with autographs and selfie requests. Not that I mind that normally, but we’d never get close to the toilets.” “I know, but we don’t have any other choice.” Marina rested a finger on her chin. “If only there was a way to hide while we waited in line.” Pearl wiggled her hips side to side. “Well, we better come up with something fast. I’d rather we didn’t have to make a wardrobe change in the middle of a concert.” “Wait, that’s it!” Marina exclaimed, her eyes lit up. “What is it?” asked Pearl. “Please don’t suggest we actually wet ourselves and change clothes.” “No, our wardrobe department! They have all kinds of costumes. There’s gotta be something we can disguise ourselves with in there.” Pearl gasped in realization. “Holy carp, you’re right! Why didn’t I think of that?” “The staff might still be in there organizing for the next show,” said Marina, turning in the direction of the department. “Come on, before we have to get back on stage!” “Don’t have to tell me twice,” said Pearl as they ran off, leaving Jelonzo alone in the hallway. He rubbed the back of his head and sighed. “I wondering if Jelfonzo maybe having room for other fish of jelly at shop.” “How’s the coast?” asked Pearl. Marina glanced around the corner of the square. Inklings continued to party and dance about to the music despite the stars not currently performing. “It’s busy, but everyone’s distracted. I think if we keep our heads down, we can reach the toilets,” she replied. “Then let’s move! My ink tank is ready to blow.” As quickly and inconspicuously as they could, the duo walked into the square, revealing their “disguises,” as they could generously be called. Marina had put on sunglasses and a bandanna around her mouth, while Pearl hid her face behind a paintball mask. Aside from this, their outfits were completely unchanged, partly because they didn’t have time to change into and out of full disguises and still get back on stage, but mostly because they didn’t want to hassle with them inside the porta-potties. Even more suspicious was the stiff way they walked, the urge to pee having grown too strong to let them walk normally. Instead, their upper legs rubbed together and at least one hand remained on their groin at all times. But whether nobody looked in their direction or their disguises actually worked, they soon crossed the entire square without drawing any attention. Despite their bladders weighing them down, both girls allowed themselves to smile from their success. “Wait, that actually worked? Noice!” said Pearl while they walked. “I told you we’d be fine,” said Marina. “And look, the bathrooms are just around this corner.” She pointed at a sign set up by the committee with an arrow and the restroom symbols. Pearl immediately broke into a jog upon hearing this, rounding the corner. “Oh man, I can't wait to get in there, sit on that throne, and… what the shell!?” “What’s wrong?” Marina quickly caught up to her, but she didn't have to finish turning the corner to see the problem. “Oh no…” Lines. Long ones, at least fifteen inklings if not more in front of every toilet. Worse still, many of them, boys and girls alike, had varying combinations of crossed legs, hands on their groins, slight forward bend, and hopping in place. It seemed that the singers were not the only ones who had been affected by all the coffee and tea, and the committee in charge of preparing the square did not anticipate this. “W-what are we supposed to do now?” asked Pearl. “I… don’t know,” was all Marina could say. What could they do? These were the only open bathrooms she knew were nearby, but there was no way they would have enough time or strength to stand in line for that long. With how desperate everyone else looked, she doubted they could use their celebrity status to cut in line, not to mention all the other problems attempting that could make. For the first time that night, Marina found herself at a complete loss of ideas. As she wondered while shaking her hips, both singers soon took notice of one of the girls standing in line, whose fidgeting had suddenly grown more frantic. She bounced from one foot to the other, both hands firmly pressed into her shorts while frantically looking around in panic. Then, just as quickly, she stood completely still, then slowly fell onto her knees and bottom. A puddle pooled around her and tears ran down her cheeks while a boy standing behind her put his hand on her shoulder and tried saying comforting words to her. Perhaps out of a subconscious sympathy or from added visual stimuli, the sight of someone letting go sent a signal to the duo’s bladders, and they soon felt a warm dribble hit their underwear. “Eep!” they both squeaked, instantly joining the rest of the crowd in their collective potty dance. Whatever speed their minds were racing at before doubled in a heartbeat. “Aah, I can’t take this anymore!” declared Pearl. She turned and ran off down a side street, hands firmly on her groin. “Pearl, wait up!” Marina yelled as she gave chase, their disguises flying off in the rush. The chase went on for a couple minutes, taking them through several winding streets and side roads. Despite the pounding pain from her bladder and the fatigue of running, Marina refused to let her friend out of sight. Her need to pee may have been powerful, but her concern for Pearl’s well-being was just a little stronger. “Where are you going!?” she yelled out as they turned onto yet another empty alley. “I-I don't know, somewhere!” replied Pearl, whose run had deteriorated into a half-jog, half-waddle. “Th-there's gotta be an open bathroom, or a bush, or a dumpster or, or-!” At that moment, Pearl gasped and her talking and running came to a dead stop, allowing Marina to finally catch up to her. “Pearl?” she asked in a half-whisper once directly behind her. Pearl responded with only a small whimper. Marina opened her mouth to say something else, but it would not come to be. A bright flash from a firework exploding behind them lit up the dark alley, showing everything she needed to see. A dark patch had grown on the insides of Pearl’s pink tights, steadily making its way down her legs, some of it leaking through the fabric and dripping away. There was no denying it: Pearl had lost the battle and was now giving her pants and underwear a very unfresh dye job. Marina could feel nothing but sympathy for her friend. She reached out towards Pearl, wanting to comfort her in some way, any way she could. “Oohh!” Pearl suddenly moaned and twitched, making Marina retract her hand. The next moment, the octoling picked up a faint hissing noise and the sound of liquid hitting the ground. Pearl had fully surrendered to her bladder’s demands and fully opened the floodgates. The drops coming from between Pearl’s legs turned into a tiny stream dribbling all over the place. Meanwhile, the streaks on her legs grew bigger and farther, reaching all the way into her shoes. But immediately after witnessing this, Marina let out a gasp herself. The warmth in her shorts grew bigger, and no amount of clenching she could muster would stop it. Exhausted from all the running and pressure battering it, her bladder could no longer hold it all back, letting out a slow but steady leak. Everything that had transpired up to this point rendered Marina’s mind blank. Things like modesty or her celebrity status no longer mattered to her. She was simply a girl who needed to pee, and she was going to pee now. As such, she beared no mind to their location as she yanked her pants and underwear and proceeded to lower herself to the ground. But she didn’t even make it that far when her body fully cut loose, releasing a powerful stream of a slightly-tinted oil-like liquid onto the ground. Still only halfway to a squat, her knees bent and bottom angled so the pee splattered slightly behind her, Marina froze in place and allowed nature to run its course right where she stood. The pleasure was immediate, spreading a relieving tingling sensation from her groin to the rest of her body, and she could not help but smile without shame. She felt a word on her tongue, and let it out in a long sigh, as it was the only one that could perfectly describe her feelings in that moment. “Woomy.” Even as her pee went on and on, lasting twenty, then thirty, then forty seconds and beyond, Marina continued to enjoy her potty time. It was only when the stream began to taper off that the reality of her situation came to her. She was a famous singer who had just undressed and peed in a public location, her rear end sticking out the whole time and her puddle growing large enough to reach the back of her shoes. A streak of pink lit up her brown face as she pulled her pants back up, wincing at the extra wetness but thankful that her shorts were black and rather thick. Just as she was modest again, another whimper from Pearl reminded Marina of her friend’s less fortunate outcome. She brought her attention back to Pearl and saw what she had expected to see: saturated leggings, a sizeable puddle that reached her boots, and her back still turned, not moving a muscle. “Um, Pearl?” Marina asked. “What?” Her voice came in a low, blunt tone. “Do you n-need my help?” “No.” “Are you sure? What if I-” “I said I don’t want it!” Pearl turned around, revealing not just an angry scowl, but eyes full of tears. The sight caused Marina to be taken aback; never before had she seen Pearl so upset. “W-what?” she slowly mumbled. “I pissed myself, okay!? I s-s-soaked my pants because I’m a stupid kid who c-can’t hold her coffee!” She kicked at the ground, her gaze avoiding the octoling. “Why should I ask for anyone’s help? You’re the one everyone likes. You can hold it like a big girl.” Somehow, despite staring into Pearl’s angry and messy face, Marina knew just what to say next. She reached out and took Pearl’s hand into her own. “Because friends help each other out, just like how you helped me when I didn’t know a thing about life in Inkopolis,” she said with a smile. “I don’t even wanna think about how many embarrassing moments you helped me through. It’s only right that I help you out, too.” A few seconds passed in silence while they let Marina’s speech sink in. “Friend, huh?” Pearl asked with a sniff. “You sure you still wanna be friends with someone who just wet themselves?” Marina giggled a bit. “I don’t think there’s anything you can do to make me not want to be your friend.” At this, Pearl let out a small gasp, her angry complexion having a hint of fading away. Marina couldn’t help herself, and pulled her friend into a hug. Pearl stood in surprise at first, but it only took a few moments before she raised her arms and returned the hug. “You’re not gonna say a word about this, are you?” “Not for all the ice cream in the world,” said Marina as she felt the warmth of her friend’s hug spread through her. “Cake is still better,” grumbled Pearl. “Of course it is.” It wasn’t much longer before they let each other go, at which point Marina noticed that Pearl was no longer mad or teary-eyed. She didn’t look very happy at the moment, but at least the worst of it was passed them now. “Ugh, so what am I gonna do?” Pearl looked at her soaked legs. “There’s no way I’m not gonna be seen if we go back the way we came.” Marina put a finger to her chin. “Hmm, then I guess we’ll just have to take a side road back to the studio. We can get you cleaned up and changed there.” “You sure you know where you’re going?” Marina pulled out an arrow-shaped cell phone. “As long as the maps on here are up to date.” “Now you’re thinking like an inkling.” Pearl chuckled for the first time since her wetting. With a smile, Marina turned around. “Alright, now let’s get out of here before somebody finds...” She never finished the sentence, instead choosing to gasp and nearly drop her phone. It didn’t take long for Pearl to see the reason why, either. Standing at the end of the alley was an inkling girl, the same one the singers had witnessed wetting herself, her eyes and mouth wide open and her body completely still. There was no telling how long she had been there, but between the puddles and Pearl's pants, there was also no hiding what had transpired. All three girls remained motionless for what seemed like forever, their faces burning with blush. Eventually, Marina slowly raised her hand and waved at the girl. “Um, h-hi?” The girl’s eyes rolled upwards and she fell to the ground, leaving Pearl and Marina to stare at their fainted fan for a few moments. “You wanna know something, Marina?” “What is it?” “I don’t think we’re gonna make it back on stage in time.”
  6. Don’t Get Wet, Use the Toilet! Splatoon 2 Fanfiction by MasterXploder With thanks to Captain L for editing (Note: Contains underaged wetting desperation… probably. Also contains my interpretation of their off-stage personalities since that’s never shown in the official game.) Inkopolis Square, the most happening part of the city, was buzzing with activity today. Inklings, the squid and kid hybrids that made up much of the city’s population, bustled about in numbers greater than usual, and for good reason. Today was the day of the Splatfest, the city’s most popular event, where inklings would pick sides and compete in turf wars to win prizes and bragging rights for their team. But first, they would need to know what these sides were, and they would soon get their answer. The big screen hanging on the Deca Tower flicked on, and a snazzy logo soon gave way to two hosts in front of a large ground floor window and another TV screen. “Y’all know what time it is!” said Pearl the inkling, who lounged in a comfy chair. “It’s Off the Hook, coming at you live from Inkopolis Square!” said Marina the octoling, standing behind a DJ turntable. “I hope none of you forgot what day it is today!” Marina giggled. “How could anyone forget? It’s Splatfest Day at last!” “Right on! Speaking of forgetting, how about we remind our viewers what debate tonight’s Splatfest is gonna decide?” “Good idea! Tonight’s Splatfest is all about…” Marina scratched the turntable in time to the music. The TV behind them then switched to two drawings, one of a coffee pot on the left, and the other of a fancy cup with the string of a tea bag coming out on the right. “It’s the clash of caffeinated concoctions!” said Pearl, “Are you a fan of the morning joe?” “Or is a cup of tea more your speed?” “I still don’t get how you can enjoy that junk.” Pearl pointed at her co-host. “Tea is such a boring drink. Coffee is better in every way!” “No way! Coffee is gross,” said a pouting Marina. “No matter what you add to it, it always tastes like boiled dirt. But tea is so smooth and comforting, I could drink it all day!” “Isn’t boiled dirt basically what tea is? Also, you can’t beat coffee for your daily caffeine fix. That’s why they call it the best part of waking up!” “But then it makes you crash in the middle of the day,” said Marina, “And aren’t you a little young to be drinking that stuff anyway?” Pearl crossed her arms behind her head. “Pfft, what makes you say that?” “Well, it’s just that coffee stunts your growth when you’re young, and I don’t think you need that stunted more than it already is.” “O-Oh yeah!?” Pearl stammered, shaking her head like a toddler throwing a tantrum. “Well, aren’t you a little young to be wearing an outfit like that?” “W-what’s my outfit have anything to do with this?” Marina put a hand on her top, which was little more than a partially-unzipped leather bra. “I’m just looking out for you. Wouldn’t want you to spill a hot cup of tea and get third-degree burns all over.” “I am more than capable of holding a cup, thank you very much!” Pearl turned back to the camera. “Whatever, we’ll let the viewers decide the better beverage.” Marina returned to her regular meek smile. “Right, remember to go to the booth and sign up for your team to receive your special Splatfest t-shirt.” “And don’t worry, fans of the beans.” Pearl threw her arms up in celebration. “As a special for tonight, we’ll have free coffee available to help you get your splat on all night!” Marina put her hands together. “Same goes to supporters of Team Tea. There’ll be more flavors and varieties than you could shake an inkbrush at!” “But before we get to enjoy all that, let’s get everyone up to date on the current rotation.” Marina nodded. “Yup, time to check out the available stages for ranked, unranked, and league play!” And so, the rest of the show went along normally, with Pearl breaking down each stage and Marina leaving a chirpy but snarky remark as dictated by the teleprompter. Before long, they were already at the closing segment. “And that’s all the time we’ve got!” said Pearl, hopping out of her seat while Marina moved the turntable aside. “Until next time…” “Don’t get cooked, stay off the hook!” they both declared as they smiled and struck a pose together. A few seconds passed before the red light on the camera turned off. “Alright girls, good work this morning!” said their manager from his seat. “Go ahead and take a few minutes to yourselves, then we’ll start prepping for the Splatfest.” “Thank you, everybody!” said Marina while the camera crew cleared out. Pearl merely shot them a smile and a “rock on” gesture. As soon as they were alone in the room, their only witnesses the inklings and jellyfish looking in from outside, the girls sat down at a nearby table. Pearl poured herself a cup of coffee from a fresh pot while Marina grabbed a glass of iced tea. “Big night ahead of us,” started Pearl, “This might be our only chance to kick back until tomorrow. You excited?” “Of course! Splatfests always get my ink pumping like nothing else.” Marina’s cheerful grin lowered to a sheepish smile. “By the way, I know I say this every time, but I hope I wasn’t too mean with some of my lines. Sometimes, I think the teleprompter is trying to make me sound like a… you know.” “Nah, it’s cool.” Pearl waved it off with a hand. “I couldn’t make it this far in the business if I didn’t know how to take some ribbing.” Marina stared at her glass for a moment. “I mean, it’s just that you’re the first and best friend I’ve had since I came to Inkopolis, and I don’t want you to feel like I’m being ungrateful.” Pearl chuckled. “You kidding? I don’t think there’s anything you could do to make me not wanna be your friend.” “W-wait, you really mean that?” said Marina, a hint of pink appearing on her cheeks. “For realsies, Marina. You can chillax on that front, okay? Now how about we talk about some of the fashion disasters competing today? I saw one kid wearing a paintball mask, a tank top, and get this, socks with sandals!” Pearl busted out laughing. “It’s like, does that gear have good stats, or did he forget to do his laundry?” “No way!” said Marina, finding herself giggling as well. She had to admit, Pearl always knew how to cheer her up and put her worries at ease. She took another sip of tea and listened to Pearl go on about fashion-blind inklings and whatnot in contentment. Tonight’s Splatfest was gonna be great; she couldn’t think of anything that could possibly spoil it. Ohh, I drank too much tea. Night had come, and the Splatfest was in full swing. As always, Marina enjoyed a great view of the festivities from the stage atop the Deca Tower lobby. Inklings, jellyfish, and other creatures danced and cheered underneath bright neon lights while fireworks lit up the sky. Pearl danced and rapped in front of her, lost in her own tune, while the octoling worked the turntables to make the freshest beats in all of Inkopolis. This would all normally bring Marina nothing but pleasant feelings and memories, the kind that make her feel tingly all over for days afterwards. Right now, however, all she could think about was the large quantity of tea she had drunk over the course of the day. As much as she liked tea, she had forgotten about its pesky diuretic properties in lieu of focusing on the Splatfest. As such, even though she had made sure to use the bathroom before going on stage, her bladder was already demanding to be emptied a mere couple hours later. Marina quietly thanked the fact that the current song was more focused on Pearl than her. With most of the attention on her friend, she could squeeze her legs and bounce in place to ease the strain, if only just a little. Still, she doubted she could last much longer at her current pace, especially if they played any tunes that required her to do some dancing. Speaking of, Marina had kept a close eye on Pearl as a way to distract herself from the constant pressure, and she had noticed something off about her friend. Sure, she was dancing and rapping to keep the crowd energized, but her movements seemed a little stiffer than normal, and her voice had hints of being forced. Don’t tell me she needs to pee, too? Marina wondered. She couldn’t think of any other explanation, as Pearl didn’t seem ill before the show started. Then again, all that coffee may just be making her too jittery to perform at her best. She would have to check up on her as soon as they could get off the stage. And as luck would have it, a few seconds after Pearl landed the big finish for the tune, the girls heard their manager speaking through their earpieces. “Alright ladies, there’s another televised match comin’ up. Come on down and take a few minutes to yourself.” Nodding together, Pearl waved to the audience and yelled “Okay, kids and squids! We’ll be back in a few, so keep this party going until then!” Meanwhile, Marina put the turntables on standby and shot one last smile to the audience before they departed. The moment they were offstage and out of view, Pearl dropped her grin. “Ugh, I was starting to think we'd never get a break tonight.” “Me too!” Marina glanced at her friend. “Um, are you feeling alright?” “Sure, why wouldn’t I be?” asked Pearl, raising an eyebrow. “Well, you seemed a little... stiff out there.” “What do you mean ‘stiff’? I'm as fresh as ever!” Pearl raised her arms in a pose. A moment passed while the two stared at each other, but then Pearl suddenly gasped and brought her arms down and her legs together. “That doesn’t look very fresh to me,” said Marina. “Okay, so I gotta whiz pretty bad,” replied a fidgeting Pearl, “I don’t know how I made it through those last couple tunes.” Her eyes lowered into a glare. “If you’re gonna snark about it, can you make it quick?” “No no, I wasn’t gonna do that!” Marina waved her hands. “Actually, I really gotta go, too.” “Wait, seriously?” Marina nodded and put her hands to her groin. “All that tea went through me like a shot from a charger. I even went before we started and everything.” “Then why are we standing here complaining about it?” Pearl turned in the direction of the studio and took off. “Last one to the bathroom is a rotten salmonid egg!” “Hey, no fair!” the octoling yelled back while she ran after her. In truth, she wasn’t too happy about the impromptu race as it would tire her out, but at least this way, it would get her to the toilets that much quicker. She allowed herself to smile knowing that relief was only a few moments away. “What do you mean the toilets are broken!?” Pearl glared and tapped her foot at the jellyfish repairman standing next to the restrooms, the door closed and a big “Do not enter” sign in front of it. “Bluh, apology for the inconveniencing,” said Jelonzo, “Pipe has busting all over floor. Entire plumbing being shut down in order to make the fixing. Please to understand.” “You should understand there’s gonna be a lot more liquid on the floor if you don’t let us in there!” Pearl’s brow furrowed so much, Marina worried that it would be permanently stuck that way. “Very not advised, miss kid-squid,” said Jelonzo, putting up two of his tentacles. “Commode is having no water to flush. Also bad smell, I am told. Am very happy jellyfish not have nose right now.” “Urgh, you have to be squidding me! I just used them before the Splatfest!” Seeing that this was going nowhere fast, Marina put her hand on Pearl’s shoulder, leaving the other one near her groin. “Hey, forget about it. Let’s just go use the porta-potties outside. I know they always set some up for Splatfests near the square.” Pearl turned to her while still frowning. “But we’re super-popular celebrities, Marina. The instant we go outside, we’ll get stampeded with autographs and selfie requests. Not that I mind that normally, but we’d never get close to the toilets.” “I know, but we don’t have any other choice.” Marina rested a finger on her chin. “If only there was a way to hide while we waited in line.” Pearl wiggled her hips side to side. “Well, we better come up with something fast. I’d rather we didn’t have to make a wardrobe change in the middle of a concert.” “Wait, that’s it!” Marina exclaimed, her eyes lit up. “What is it?” asked Pearl. “Please don’t suggest we actually wet ourselves and change clothes.” “No, our wardrobe department! They have all kinds of costumes. There’s gotta be something we can disguise ourselves with in there.” Pearl gasped in realization. “Holy carp, you’re right! Why didn’t I think of that?” “The staff might still be in there organizing for the next show,” said Marina, turning in the direction of the department. “Come on, before we have to get back on stage!” “Don’t have to tell me twice,” said Pearl as they ran off, leaving Jelonzo alone in the hallway. He rubbed the back of his head and sighed. “I wondering if Jelfonzo maybe having room for other fish of jelly at shop.” “How’s the coast?” asked Pearl. Marina glanced around the corner of the square. Inklings continued to party and dance about to the music despite the stars not currently performing. “It’s busy, but everyone’s distracted. I think if we keep our heads down, we can reach the toilets,” she replied. “Then let’s move! My ink tank is ready to blow.” As quickly and inconspicuously as they could, the duo walked into the square, revealing their “disguises,” as they could generously be called. Marina had put on sunglasses and a bandanna around her mouth, while Pearl hid her face behind a paintball mask. Aside from this, their outfits were completely unchanged, partly because they didn’t have time to change into and out of full disguises and still get back on stage, but mostly because they didn’t want to hassle with them inside the porta-potties. Even more suspicious was the stiff way they walked, the urge to pee having grown too strong to let them walk normally. Instead, their upper legs rubbed together and at least one hand remained on their groin at all times. But whether nobody looked in their direction or their disguises actually worked, they soon crossed the entire square without drawing any attention. Despite their bladders weighing them down, both girls allowed themselves to smile from their success. “Wait, that actually worked? Noice!” said Pearl while they walked. “I told you we’d be fine,” said Marina. “And look, the bathrooms are just around this corner.” She pointed at a sign set up by the committee with an arrow and the restroom symbols. Pearl immediately broke into a jog upon hearing this, rounding the corner. “Oh man, I can't wait to get in there, sit on that throne, and… what the shell!?” “What’s wrong?” Marina quickly caught up to her, but she didn't have to finish turning the corner to see the problem. “Oh no…” Lines. Long ones, at least fifteen inklings if not more in front of every toilet. Worse still, many of them, boys and girls alike, had varying combinations of crossed legs, hands on their groins, slight forward bend, and hopping in place. It seemed that the singers were not the only ones who had been affected by all the coffee and tea, and the committee in charge of preparing the square did not anticipate this. “W-what are we supposed to do now?” asked Pearl. “I… don’t know,” was all Marina could say. What could they do? These were the only open bathrooms she knew were nearby, but there was no way they would have enough time or strength to stand in line for that long. With how desperate everyone else looked, she doubted they could use their celebrity status to cut in line, not to mention all the other problems attempting that could make. For the first time that night, Marina found herself at a complete loss of ideas. As she wondered while shaking her hips, both singers soon took notice of one of the girls standing in line, whose fidgeting had suddenly grown more frantic. She bounced from one foot to the other, both hands firmly pressed into her shorts while frantically looking around in panic. Then, just as quickly, she stood completely still, then slowly fell onto her knees and bottom. A puddle pooled around her and tears ran down her cheeks while a boy standing behind her put his hand on her shoulder and tried saying comforting words to her. Perhaps out of a subconscious sympathy or from added visual stimuli, the sight of someone letting go sent a signal to the duo’s bladders, and they soon felt a warm dribble hit their underwear. “Eep!” they both squeaked, instantly joining the rest of the crowd in their collective potty dance. Whatever speed their minds were racing at before doubled in a heartbeat. “Aah, I can’t take this anymore!” declared Pearl. She turned and ran off down a side street, hands firmly on her groin. “Pearl, wait up!” Marina yelled as she gave chase, their disguises flying off in the rush. The chase went on for a couple minutes, taking them through several winding streets and side roads. Despite the pounding pain from her bladder and the fatigue of running, Marina refused to let her friend out of sight. Her need to pee may have been powerful, but her concern for Pearl’s well-being was just a little stronger. “Where are you going!?” she yelled out as they turned onto yet another empty alley. “I-I don't know, somewhere!” replied Pearl, whose run had deteriorated into a half-jog, half-waddle. “Th-there's gotta be an open bathroom, or a bush, or a dumpster or, or-!” At that moment, Pearl gasped and her talking and running came to a dead stop, allowing Marina to finally catch up to her. “Pearl?” she asked in a half-whisper once directly behind her. Pearl responded with only a small whimper. Marina opened her mouth to say something else, but it would not come to be. A bright flash from a firework exploding behind them lit up the dark alley, showing everything she needed to see. A dark patch had grown on the insides of Pearl’s pink tights, steadily making its way down her legs, some of it leaking through the fabric and dripping away. There was no denying it: Pearl had lost the battle and was now giving her pants and underwear a very unfresh dye job. Marina could feel nothing but sympathy for her friend. She reached out towards Pearl, wanting to comfort her in some way, any way she could. “Oohh!” Pearl suddenly moaned and twitched, making Marina retract her hand. The next moment, the octoling picked up a faint hissing noise and the sound of liquid hitting the ground. Pearl had fully surrendered to her bladder’s demands and fully opened the floodgates. The drops coming from between Pearl’s legs turned into a tiny stream dribbling all over the place. Meanwhile, the streaks on her legs grew bigger and farther, reaching all the way into her shoes. But immediately after witnessing this, Marina let out a gasp herself. The warmth in her shorts grew bigger, and no amount of clenching she could muster would stop it. Exhausted from all the running and pressure battering it, her bladder could no longer hold it all back, letting out a slow but steady leak. Everything that had transpired up to this point rendered Marina’s mind blank. Things like modesty or her celebrity status no longer mattered to her. She was simply a girl who needed to pee, and she was going to pee now. As such, she beared no mind to their location as she yanked her pants and underwear and proceeded to lower herself to the ground. But she didn’t even make it that far when her body fully cut loose, releasing a powerful stream of a slightly-tinted oil-like liquid onto the ground. Still only halfway to a squat, her knees bent and bottom angled so the pee splattered slightly behind her, Marina froze in place and allowed nature to run its course right where she stood. The pleasure was immediate, spreading a relieving tingling sensation from her groin to the rest of her body, and she could not help but smile without shame. She felt a word on her tongue, and let it out in a long sigh, as it was the only one that could perfectly describe her feelings in that moment. “Woomy.” Even as her pee went on and on, lasting twenty, then thirty, then forty seconds and beyond, Marina continued to enjoy her potty time. It was only when the stream began to taper off that the reality of her situation came to her. She was a famous singer who had just undressed and peed in a public location, her rear end sticking out the whole time and her puddle growing large enough to reach the back of her shoes. A streak of pink lit up her brown face as she pulled her pants back up, wincing at the extra wetness but thankful that her shorts were black and rather thick. Just as she was modest again, another whimper from Pearl reminded Marina of her friend’s less fortunate outcome. She brought her attention back to Pearl and saw what she had expected to see: saturated leggings, a sizeable puddle that reached her boots, and her back still turned, not moving a muscle. “Um, Pearl?” Marina asked. “What?” Her voice came in a low, blunt tone. “Do you n-need my help?” “No.” “Are you sure? What if I-” “I said I don’t want it!” Pearl turned around, revealing not just an angry scowl, but eyes full of tears. The sight caused Marina to be taken aback; never before had she seen Pearl so upset. “W-what?” she slowly mumbled. “I pissed myself, okay!? I s-s-soaked my pants because I’m a stupid kid who c-can’t hold her coffee!” She kicked at the ground, her gaze avoiding the octoling. “Why should I ask for anyone’s help? You’re the one everyone likes. You can hold it like a big girl.” Somehow, despite staring into Pearl’s angry and messy face, Marina knew just what to say next. She reached out and took Pearl’s hand into her own. “Because friends help each other out, just like how you helped me when I didn’t know a thing about life in Inkopolis,” she said with a smile. “I don’t even wanna think about how many embarrassing moments you helped me through. It’s only right that I help you out, too.” A few seconds passed in silence while they let Marina’s speech sink in. “Friend, huh?” Pearl asked with a sniff. “You sure you still wanna be friends with someone who just wet themselves?” Marina giggled a bit. “I don’t think there’s anything you can do to make me not want to be your friend.” At this, Pearl let out a small gasp, her angry complexion having a hint of fading away. Marina couldn’t help herself, and pulled her friend into a hug. Pearl stood in surprise at first, but it only took a few moments before she raised her arms and returned the hug. “You’re not gonna say a word about this, are you?” “Not for all the ice cream in the world,” said Marina as she felt the warmth of her friend’s hug spread through her. “Cake is still better,” grumbled Pearl. “Of course it is.” It wasn’t much longer before they let each other go, at which point Marina noticed that Pearl was no longer mad or teary-eyed. She didn’t look very happy at the moment, but at least the worst of it was passed them now. “Ugh, so what am I gonna do?” Pearl looked at her soaked legs. “There’s no way I’m not gonna be seen if we go back the way we came.” Marina put a finger to her chin. “Hmm, then I guess we’ll just have to take a side road back to the studio. We can get you cleaned up and changed there.” “You sure you know where you’re going?” Marina pulled out an arrow-shaped cell phone. “As long as the maps on here are up to date.” “Now you’re thinking like an inkling.” Pearl chuckled for the first time since her wetting. With a smile, Marina turned around. “Alright, now let’s get out of here before somebody finds...” She never finished the sentence, instead choosing to gasp and nearly drop her phone. It didn’t take long for Pearl to see the reason why, either. Standing at the end of the alley was an inkling girl, the same one the singers had witnessed wetting herself, her eyes and mouth wide open and her body completely still. There was no telling how long she had been there, but between the puddles and Pearl's pants, there was also no hiding what had transpired. All three girls remained motionless for what seemed like forever, their faces burning with blush. Eventually, Marina slowly raised her hand and waved at the girl. “Um, h-hi?” The girl’s eyes rolled upwards and she fell to the ground, leaving Pearl and Marina to stare at their fainted fan for a few moments. “You wanna know something, Marina?” “What is it?” “I don’t think we’re gonna make it back on stage in time.”