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  1. Empeeror

    Ahsoka Wetting

    From the album: Empeeror's Artwork

    She likes it. She knows you like it too.
  2. Introduction: High above the skies was a Resistance cruiser soaring through the vacuum of space, onboard was the girl that just got awarded the title of the last Jedi and that being Rey. Now this last Jedi is not what you would expect, the girl is 19 years old and is just turning 20 quite soon and she is not your average 19 year old girl. Rey lived on the desert planet known as Jakku and has been there her parents left her there as a small child. As Rey grew old her parents didn’t come back and also she would discover that being a scavenger would be the only way to make money, which gave her a job and she would obtain more items than the other scavengers and made her more wealthier. Rey now gave up her rich lifestyle on Jakku to help the Resistance defeat the First Order, but there are many things she misses from Jakku. Most people would have friends there that she knew and liked, but not Rey she was more of a loner, a kid that didn’t fit in with others. She wasn’t properly potty trained until the age of sixteen and this was a reason why she didn’t fit in, she was bullied by a lot of people when she caught trying to hold it back and every time she was desperate to go in the Town there she would always have an accident. Currently, she can successfully hold in urges to pee so much better and being a scavenger awakened a fetish, Jakku is super hot and the last Jedi would have to drink so much water and sometimes resulting in major accidents and after the time where it was so hot and everything stuck to her body, she could take her belt off and she was right in the Jakku public bathroom where she had her first accident since the age of 7. At that time she was very mortified by this, but when time went on she started to enjoy it more and which led her to obtain a naughty side to her where she would get desperate and would embarrass herself for pleasure. No one ever saw her do these naughty things because she lived isolated from the rest in an old AT-AT Walker from the battle that took place a long time ago. Even though she got richer and richer from her job, she never used it to buy a better home, one with an actual toilet in it, but no because even though she’s been waiting for her parents to come, she really needed to get off that planet. The Story: The cruiser was a magnificent ship, it’s big interior could hold up to one million people or even higher, but it had no bathroom on it. Rey uses the second shipment station as a private area to practice the ways of the Force, now she’s been at it for almost an hour and she regularly takes breaks to have a drink to sustain herself while training. She’s wearing her dark grey Jedi robes, with a lighter grey pants under her robes and white panties. She swings her lightsaber again and a familiar feeling coming on, the young girl freaks out as she quickly works out what it is and that is she’s desperate to pee. Rey a lover of humiliating herself for her own private viewing (omorashi) gets so turned on by the event, she goes to check the bathrooms because no one would be able to see her doing that in a stall. Anyway to her dismay, she was absolutely devastated to find out there was no bathrooms aboard, she runs to the front of the ship where General Leia was an when arriving she asks her “When are we going to arrive at the new Resistance base?” and Leia replies “Rey we aren’t even close, we still have to bypass the asteroid field, the vortex and then we arrive. Is something the matter?” Rey doesn’t want to tell her that she needs to go, but agrees to tell her, “Yes I have to pee so badly, I drank too much water while training.” “Rey, I was young too, I’ve had many accidents that only Luke and Han knew about, I was into it as well. I can see you enjoy it, so did I, in my youth I could stop doing it, I even remember the time I was the leader of the Rebel Alliance and I would ban myself from even using the toilet and to hold it in for eternity.” The last Jedi felt very happy that someone she knew loved the same fetish and she went to sit down somewhere and wait upon arrival. The ship just entered hyperspace to access the asteroid field and the pilot had to have the ship do all these funky turns and twists to manoeuvre passed the asteroids. This made Rey to loose control just for a bit, but she managed to regain it back and could successfully hold it in through the twists and turns. As the ship made it through that Rey’s bladder had increased dramatically to it almost being full and this worried her because she hates to public humiliate herself to death as it was something that got her bullied by people on Jakku. The ship had to just go into the vortex to get to the planet, in words it seems not that long, but in reality it is long. The cruiser once again entered hyperspace and shot into the vortex, then it had to go straight to the exit and then you have arrived. The desperate Jedi was getting ready for it, by now her bladder was so full that she started to lightly tinkle and she quickly grabbed herself before she could release more out. The ship already was like halfway through it and Leia suggested to the pilot to go to hyperspace again to get out quicker, he didn’t back from her order and it happened. Rey was stunned to find the ship would now get there fast in hyperspace and started get hope that she could make it on time. By now it was out of the vortex and arrived at the secret new Resistance base and the young girl was thrilled by this, in no time the cruiser landed in the hanger. The desperate Jedi pushed pass the other people to be let off first and ran until she could see the bathroom, there was one packed to the rafters with female Resistance officers all queued in one big massive line. She spotted most officers having accidents and stopped her mind from thinking about it and ran to find the others, there was one again with a long queue, then one with an even bigger queue to the first one and then one that had no queue. She ran towards the no queue one and was shocked to read that it could only be opened by a key nd there was no way she would be running to the other side to fetch the keys off Leia. Pssssssssttttt! She felt herself leak again, she lifted up her robe to see that it was starting to make an outline on her pants, then she noticed that the was a forest and decided that she would go in there. She ran as fast as she could into the forest, she ran as far from the base as possible and there was a massive cliff where she stopped. She realised if she jumped over it she would sacrifice her chance to go and so she ran to the nearest tree and proceeded to strip down and then squatted behind it and peed. Psssssssssssssssssstttttttttttt! It was so warm and she couldn’t believe she made it, but then her naughty side took over and stood up still letting it out and decided to pull up her panties back on and let the rest into her damp white panties. To Be Continued...
  3. One important thing before you start reading: English isn't my first language. Apologies for any mistakes, especially when it comes to grammar and punctuation. Chapter 1 The Republic has not been at war with anyone for more than a thousand years, thought Triscol. It was only to be expected that the thought of facing one would shake it to its core. And yet… And yet the sheer amount of debate centered around a decision as simple as the creation of a common army baffled him. The Military Creation Act had been discussed for weeks already, and the end to deliberations — “deliberations”? — wasn’t anywhere in sight. Every session of the Senate looked the same: bickering, squabbles, mutual accusations, complaints, more bickering, recriminations of treason, more squabbles, some new accusations. The Senate is proving the Separatists quite right in their conclusions, he mused, even though he would never dare to say it aloud. The ineptitude of the Republic’s decision-makers was one of Count Dooku’s chief arguments, after all. But for an officer of the Senate Security Force to agree with it could be perceived as treasonous. Not that many of the senators present wouldn’t concur wholeheartedly. Some of the representatives believed that to establish a regular army, answering to no one but the Supreme Chancellor himself, would infringe on the sovereignty of the systems constituting the Republic. It would give the government the power to enforce its will against members of the federation in a way that would be unprecedented in the history of the galaxy, they claimed. Over the Galactic Senate itself, perhaps, since equipped with firepower, the executive branch of the Republic could attempt to extend its power beyond the legal limits set upon it. Not that anyone expected such from Chancellor Palpatine… but who could say that none of his successors would ever prove treacherous enough to attempt something like that? Those supporting the Act claimed these arguments to be irrelevant: some acknowledged that they may well have some merit, others disagreed — but all of them believed that the Republic needs an army to defend its very existence. The Separatists would sooner or later form their own military, they argued, one which they would use to destroy the Republic and replace it with something new, a polity of their own design. The Republic had the right and the obligation to defend itself, they pleaded, and preventive creation of a common military force was required to do so. Of course, there were also fringe opinions. Some believed that the Separatist systems had the moral right to secede from the Republic, and that the Republic had no reason to expect any aggression from them, thus making the Military Creation Act utterly unnecessary. Others concluded that a better solution would be to strengthen local security forces — planetary armies and fleets belonging to its member systems — thus providing the Republic with necessary firepower while avoiding appearing threatening to the worlds leaving the federation. Yet another group agreed that the emerging Independent Systems were a possible threat, yet thought that creating a standing military, or even enhancing regional fleets, would only exacerbate the tensions, leading to a conflict between the two. The senator of Naboo — Triscol’s charge — was firmly in that last camp. Padmé Amidala, the rising star of galactic politics, argued that the only thing the Military Creation Act would achieve would be to provoke the secessionists into a war, giving them a reason to create their own armed forces. The former queen of Naboo was one of the staunchest opponents of the Act, making her voice heard high and wide, quickly becoming the face of the more conservative faction of the Senate. Triscol grimaced. Guarding one of the most well-known politicians in the galaxy was never a pleasant duty… and it was even less pleasant than usual when this politician happened to be one Padmé Amidala Naberrie of Naboo. The stubborn young woman was not an unpleasant person herself, no. For the most part, she was friendly with her staff, generous with stipends and dispensations. What she was beside that, unfortunately, was someone who seemed to actively dislike concerning herself with matters of her own safety. Before the Senate Security Act had passed a month before, the senator was guarded by a small detachment of Naboo Security Forces — so small, in fact, that it had consisted of precisely one soldier. Triscol had once thought it to be negligence on part of the Naboo. Perhaps the former queen was less liked on her home planet that it was commonly said, he once wondered, perhaps they didn’t care much about her safety. Or maybe they were simply incompetent, however improbable that was. He was quickly forced to change this view. When the Senate Security Force took over in all matters concerning the security of the representatives, Padmé Amidala had firmly argued against most of the measures they were intending to implement. Why would she need a detachment of starfighters accompanying her on her every journey, she contested. Why a task force of guards to follow her everywhere, and another force to protect her apartments? She never had any need of being surrounded by a small army, why would she need it now? The commander of the Security Force had even appealed to Chancellor Palpatine himself to convince the young senator to allow the officers to do their duty… not that it had mattered in the end. The senator managed to get her way and limit her security to far below what Triscol considered an acceptable level. And now, when most of the senators present were surrounded by no less than four guards, not counting their aides, the senator Amidala’s floating platform carried precisely three people: the senator herself, one of her handmaidens — a girl called Moteé — and officer Triscol Ullmak, her one and only personal guard. The senator was sitting calmly in her chair, sipping some sort of drink provided by a serving droid, her attention seemingly focused on the speech delivered by one senator Mon Mothma of Bormea. Her elaborate gown was similar to the ones she wore during her time as a queen — Triscol had seen her once on the holonet, delivering a speech on issues between Naboo and some commerce cartel — though still somewhat less sophisticated. Her face wasn’t painted now as well, neither was her hair styled ornately, instead flowing loosely down her back. Her handmaiden, Moteé, wore an elaborate dress as well, even though much less so than the former queen’s. She didn’t seem to be paying much attention to the speech, quite the opposite: the girl appeared utterly bored. Triscol understood that; even he, having an interest in politics, hardly cared about the speeches anymore, not since they turned utterly predictable — and that was weeks ago. Give him the name of a senator, any name, Triscol would describe his views on the Act. If the girl cared little about the matter beforehand, listening to them all arguing was certainly a chore for her. Curiously enough, Moteé seemed also noticeably more restless than senator Amidala. While the senator sat almost motionless, only occasionally adjusting her position, Moteé seemed to be virtually squirming in her chair. Glancing at an empty glass on the table in front of her, Triscol didn’t have difficulty understanding why. A session of the Senate usually lasted between an hour and two hours, though they could get much shorter or much longer, depending on the topic. The floating platforms senators were using were just that — platforms, certainly not containing any utilities, much less a refresher. A senator could direct their platform to land and then go visit the fresher whenever they wanted, of course… but Amidala had yet to do that during his time with her, seemingly content to continue outwaiting the sessions. Her handmaiden seemed to be less capable of doing so, even during shorter sessions, often starting to act impatient whenever they passed the one hour mark. And this session had lasted more than three hours already. The difference between Amidala’s and her aide’s behavior was even more apparent considering how similar their looks were. Back when he started working with her, Triscol was somewhat surprised to notice that both the senator and all of her handmaidens looked very alike; it took him an embarrassing amount of time to determine that Amidala used her handmaidens not only to act as her aides but also as her doubles, whenever a situation arose that required it. Both Padmé and Moteé were brown-haired, both wore their hair long and loose, both were rather short and slim, both had brown eyes and similar facial features. Triscol supposed that it would be easy to mistake one for the other, especially if they swapped their gowns and made the handmaiden wear the more elaborate one. Unless, of course, someone were to compare their bladders, he snickered in his thoughts. As if reading his mind, one the serving droids flying around the hall approached their platform, emitting a string of beeps in binary. “Yes, we do, thank you. Caf, please,” said the senator. The machine beeped out something that sounded like an inquiry. “Yes, I prefer it in a mug,” was the answer. The serving droid moved closer to the table, extending one of its dispensers… then paused and vocalized a few disapproving noises. The senator’s mug was grabbed by one of the manipulators, quickly to be replaced by another, this one clean. The dispenser quickly started filling it with black caf, without sugar or blue milk. The machine seemed to be quite aware of Amidala’s preferences. Quite surprising, thought Triscol, considering that she’s a senator not much longer than five months. On the other hand, the senator did seem to be fond of caf, usually requesting a new cup immediately after finishing the previous one — seemingly often enough to catch the attention of the serving droids. Once the senator’s caf was finished, the droid turned towards Triscol, beeping a similar question towards him. “No, thank you,” he shook his head. “I thought most security officers liked caf,” said Amidala, turning her head towards him, her expression curious. “But I haven’t seen you ever drink it, not once.” “Most do,” Triscol confirmed. “But I don’t need caf to stay awake. And I don’t like the taste,” he added. The senator opened her mouth to answer, then turned towards Moteé and the serving droid, now hovering near the girl. The droid was making increasingly distressed noises. “No, thank you,” the handmaiden was saying, repeating herself. She sounded annoyed. “I know I requested it, but I’ve changed my mind, thank you.” The droid beeped, somehow managing to convey disappointment. “What did you request?” asked Amidala, raising an eyebrow. “Meiloorun juice. I asked for it to be added to the menu, yesterday,” said Moteé. Droid emitted a few accusing sounds. “I have tried it! I drank three glasses of it, I’m not thirsty anymore,” argued Moteé. “You’re making him sad,” said Amidala, laughing. “I don’t need to drink anything more, thank you,” said Moteé, a commanding note entering her voice. The serving droid seemed to get the message, turning and floating away. It did, however, pause a few meters away from them, turning around and vocalizing a few angry beeps in their direction, before finally moving to serve someone else at another platform. Droids were often allowed more leeway than organic personnel, the Galactic Senate was not an exception. The senator laughed again, before looking at Moteé for a moment. She seemed to notice how fidgety her handmaiden was and grasp the reason in short order. “If you wish, I can bring the platform down. Then we can all take a break…” started Amidala. “No, that won’t be necessary, my lady,” answered Moteé, glancing at Triscol. Her cheeks seemed to redden slightly. “As you wish,” said the senator, some amusement present in her voice. “For what it’s worth, I think this session will be over soon.” “Thank you,” said Moteé, still sounding annoyed. Triscol wasn’t nearly as certain as the senator was. The session would last until the Chancellor would decide that it’s time to for it to end — and Chancellor Palpatine tended to be rather unpredictable when it came to that. Still, three hours were already far above average, and the senator had more experience than Triscol when it came to such things. Thinking on that, the Chancellor himself didn’t seem to be present in the hall. His platform was parked at its pad, the man nowhere to be seen. Perhaps he had some other matter to attend to… Or maybe he just went to visit the refresher, the officer thought, amused once again. Amidala had already shifted her attention back to the speaker — this time one of the Mon Calamari senators — casually sipping her caf, seemingly infinitely patient. Moteé, on the other hand, seemed to slowly run out of patience as the time passed. Ten minutes after the serving droid left she was incessantly tapping her foot on the floor in a fast rhythm. Thirty minutes, and she was sitting bend forward and moving her crossed legs right and left. Though at that point even the senator was sitting with her legs crossed, Triscol noted. One of the many reasons he didn’t like to drink caf was to avoid finding himself in a situation like theirs. Triscol started to wonder when — if the session wouldn’t end soon — Amidala would decide to bring the platform down and visit the refresher. If she hadn’t forgotten about her handmaiden, it would probably be sooner rather than later. If she had — which she well might had, considering that she seemed to be somehow paying attention to the discussion — then it would be when her own need would grow more dire. Force only known when that is going to happen, he thought. For the entire month he had worked with her, when he accompanied her all the time she was out of her apartments, he had not once seen her visit the refresher. For all her slim frame, the woman seemed to be equipped with a bladder noticeably above average. Probably a useful trait for a politician. Or she was maybe as shy as Moteé when it came to her bodily needs. The handmaiden, while less resistant to refusing the nature’s call than the senator, was usually very unwilling to openly admit her urge to relieve herself, even if she was outright desperate… like today. She often tried to catch the senator’s attention, obviously hoping for Amidala to notice her state — but she had never asked for a leave to go up front. And whenever she had noticed that Triscol was aware of her predicament, her cheeks turned red and she averted her eyes. The officer wondered whether Naboo had some sort of cultural taboo regarding these matters. He became curious what it would take for Moteé to break it. Or for the senator herself, a voice whispered in the back of his mind. Triscol glanced casually at the handmaiden, watching her for a moment. The girl certainly did seem to be at the end of her tether. Rocking back and forth in her seat, she was biting her lip and seemingly not paying the slightest bit attention to anything else than keeping her pee inside her body. Her face was tense and her legs were double-crossed, her dress clinging tightly to her sweating body. The officer quickly averted his eyes, forcing himself to hope that the session would end soon, for the handmaiden’s sake. Surprisingly, it actually did. Chancellor Palpatine had seemingly returned to the hall, as his platform was slowly rising above the floor and moving towards the center of the hall. The current speaker seemed to notice that, as he paused in the middle of his speech. It took only a minute for the platform to reach its place by the ceiling. “Honored senators! Citizens of the galaxy!” the Chancellor’s voice reverberated, artificially amplified. “The issues and problems that have been discussed at this session of the Galactic Senate are of importance. They are vital to the well-being of the Republic and peace within it. In some of those matters we have achieved consensus, in others, different views battle still. The day has been trying and long for all of us. Let us continue our work tomorrow, after rest clears our minds and reconciles feuding spirits. I hereby declare this session of the Galactic Senate to be closed!” A short — if unexpectedly enthusiastic — applause sounded around the hall. The announcement was surprisingly brief, Triscol observed as their platform slowly started to float towards the ground, atypically brief for Palpatine’s style. Still, it was not his business to analyze the Supreme Chancellor’s decisions, he thought, picking up his things from the table and raising from his chair. The senator was doing the same, with the help of her handmaiden- Well, maybe without her help, Triskol corrected himself. Moteé didn’t seem interested in assisting Amidala. Instead, she was standing by the gate of the platform, her legs pressed tightly against each other, her hands on her thighs, a layer of sweat covering her face. The officer was somewhat used to seeing her when the girl was clearly needing to pee, but that… that certainly was an entirely another level. The girl didn’t look as if she was just desperate to relieve herself, she looked as if she was on the verge of wetting herself where she stood. “Well, today’s done,” said Amidala, picking up her datapad and glancing at Triskol. “Well, not exactly done, there’s still dinner with senator Bel Iblis at seven — but mostly done. At last,” she said, then sighed. The senator passed Moteé by without looking at her, then opened the gate and left the platform, directing her steps to the door of the hall. Triskol knew he ought to follow her immediately… and yet he chose to indicate for the handmaiden to go before him, feeling that she might well not have even notice Amidala leaving. A well-justified feeling, considering that he had to repeat the gesture before she had noticed it, glancing at him for a second, then quickly looking around, her face as red as a tomato. She did quickly move out of the platform, half-walking, half-running in the senator’s trail, with the officer following after them. Moteé had slowed down as she caught up to the senator, changing her half-run into a strange, fast gait composed of small steps. She kept her legs close together while walking, rubbing them against each other with every step, her hands still pressed tightly against her thighs. She wasn’t talking with either of the companions, which was quite unusual for her — most of the time, the handmaiden started chatting with the senator immediately after the Senate’s session had ended. Amidala didn’t seem to be concerned about the unusual silence, perhaps not even noticing it — she certainly did look as if she was lost in her thoughts. That, on the other hand, was increasingly common for her: with every session the Senate looking the same, the senator seemed to grow angrier with the direction the discussion seemed to be taking. She didn’t seem intent on talking with either of her companions as well, paying little attention to them, to Moteé’s presumed chagrin. Triscol wondered if she was going to break the (possible) taboo and ask the senator for a leave to visit the refresher. Or maybe she was going to try and hold it longer, until they reached Amidala’s apartments in the Senate Apartment Complex? He wondered whether she was even capable of doing the latter. And yet… and yet there was a tinge of excitement he felt at the thought of the pretty girl deciding to hold it longer, defying her bladder and her desperate need. Then the group had passed the doors to the refreshers on their way to the exit, and Moteé hadn’t said a single word about needing to visit one. She did slow down, she did turn her head in the direction of the refreshers, she did press her hands even more tightly against her thighs… but then she had walked past them, without saying anything. Clearly, Moteé did intend to suffer through thirty or more minutes of travel to the senator’s apartments. She must be amazingly determined not to be upfront about that, thought Triscol. And then a thought occurred to him: was it just because she didn’t want to mention her need to Amidala… or perhaps because she didn’t want to mention it while he was in the hearing range? “Senator Amidala,” a voice called from behind them, interrupting his musings. The senator and Triscol both turned around, Moteé noticeably slower to react. Hurrying after them was a young man, bearded, clearly breathless. “Senator Bel Iblis,” said Amidala, smiling at the man. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” “I’m here merely to pass you an invitation from the Chancellor,” the man said. “He urges you to meet him in his office, as soon as convenient.” Amidala frowned. “Is it about the Military Creation Act?” she asked, though it sounded like a rhetorical question. “I haven’t got the slightest what it’s about, senator,” Bel Iblis said, shrugging. “The Chancellor has seen fit to use me in a role of an errand boy, nothing more.” “Maybe the matter is genuinely urgent,” she commented. “I’m on my way, thank you for notifying me.” “My pleasure,” Bel Iblis bowed. He stared at Moteé for a moment, his brows furrowing, before shrugging and walking away. “And so it seems our day’s not over yet,” said Amidala, sighing. “Moteé, do you know where are my-” She paused. “Moteé?” Moteé was standing with her legs crossed, her hands by her sides, still desperately digging into her thighs. Her expression was strikingly tense, beads of sweat dripping from her face and disappearing in her cleavage. She was biting her lip and seemed to be barely paying attention to anything going on around her. Amidala kept looking at the girl, her eyes widening slowly. “Oh, dear,” said Amidala, “I think I won’t require your presence at the meeting with the Chancellor. Feel free to spend your time as you wish, wait for us at the lobby,” she continued. “Of — of course, your highness,” Moteé stuttered, turning around and breaking into a run in the direction of the freshers. “By the Force!” the senator muttered under her breath, her face growing red. Have I been right about the taboo?, wondered Triscol. “Well, we ought to be on our way,” the senator said loudly, raising her head and walking in the direction of the closest turbolift. After a few steps, she paused. “Though I’m not sure your presence is required either, officer?” she half-asked, half-stated, her voice hesitant. “I have no issue with accompanying you, senator,” Triscol said plainly. “Of course not,” said the senator, blushing slightly. The journey to the topmost floor of the building took them a few minutes — the Senate Rotunda was by no means a small building, even in the titanic scale of Coruscant. The Chancellor’s office was located at the apex of the dome, directly above the Senate Chamber. The receptionist at the lobby was seemingly expecting them, as they were invited into the office without any further delay: an utterly strange thing, in Triscol’s experience. He had never before visited the Supreme Chancellor’s office; he had, however, often visited offices of various senators, accompanying numerous officials he had been charged to protect throughout his career. He and his charges were almost always required to wait at least a few minutes before being allowed to enter. It seemed to be a custom in the politics of the capital to have the visitors linger in the foyer for some time. Chancellor Palpatine either wasn’t aware of it or was consciously ignoring it. The office itself was round, with its walls painted dark red, empty of any decorations and adornments. There were only a few pieces of the furniture present: a long plasteel table in the middle of the room, a set of comfortable chairs in front of it, a single — and simple — chair behind it, in that chair — the Chancellor himself. Sheev Palpatine was not a young man by any measure. His grey hair was kept short and tidy, his beard cleanly shaven, his face lined with wrinkles. Triscol didn’t know the Chancellor very well — he had seen him a few times, some of them even up close, but he had never spent any longer amount of time in his presence. He knew him better by his reputation: that of an honest man, trustworthy, dedicated to his job, loyal to the Republic and protective of it — in a word, a more than welcome replacement for the previous Chancellor, Finis Valorum. Padmé Amidala seemed to be more familiar with the man, judging from a genuine smile she greeted him with. Not a surprise, thought Triscol, both of them hail from Naboo. Wasn’t Palpatine the sector’s senator before Amidala? “Chancellor Palpatine,” she said, nodding to him. “Senator Padmé,” the Chancellor said, raising from his seat, gesturing the senator to one of the chairs at the other side of the table. No such gesture for Triscol; the officer guessed that he was meant to remain standing. He took his place by the door of the room. “I have received grave news from Alderaan,” said Palpatine, sitting back, “A riot has happened, in front of the local liaison’s office on the planet. It is happening in this very moment, in fact.” “A riot?” echoed Amidala, sounding confused. “Proclaiming secession from the Republic,” said Palpatine gravely. “But…” started Amidala. “I wasn’t aware that there were any Separatist tendencies in any of the Core worlds.” “Neither was I, neither was I,” said Palpatine. “Senator Organa has already left for Alderaan, both to investigate the situation and to attempt to defuse the tensions. It occurred to me that you would be able to assist him in both of these tasks — if you’re willing to, of course.” “I am,” said Amidala. “I’ve visited Alderaan many times before, though more often as queen than as a senator. I’ve known both Bail Organa and Queen Breha for many years. If I can help in stopping violence from occurring, I certainly will.” “Excellent”, said Palpatine, a genuine smile appearing on his face. “If you will allow me to arrange for transportation…” “I have a J-type cruiser with me on Coruscant,” Amidala said. “I can have it ready to launch in three hours, I think.” “Three hours is too long,” said Palpatine firmly. “Not to mention that the journey would take almost twelve hours on a J-type, if my memory serves. I believe I can find something more up to the task, if you’ll allow me.” He continued scrolling on his datapad. “Supreme Chancellor, if I may…” began Triscol, stepping forward from his place by the door. “Ah! An YT-2400 freighter, Chipper, is scheduled to launch in half an hour, from the Docking Bay 84. It’s chartered by the Senate for a transport of… Tibanna gas, according to the manifest. It’s also equipped with a modified hyperdrive, allowing it to make the journey in less than eight hours. Though the conditions might not be fit for a senator, I think. If you prefer your own ship…” “The conditions won’t be an issue,” said the senator. “Time very much is.” “Senator, traveling onboard an unarmed freighter isn’t safe,” insisted Triscol. “Nonsense,” said Palpatine. “Even in these troubled times, the Core remains perfectly safe for interstellar travel.” “The Chancellor is correct,” agreed Amidala. “We’re far from any worlds controlled by the Separatists. There will be no danger to me, not while we’re in space.” “Separatists aren’t the only threat”, said Triscol. “There are also pirates and slavers. Not to mention any personal enemies who would wish you harm, senator.” “Pirate attacks are almost unheard of in this part of the galaxy,” said Amidala, a commanding tone entering her voice. “I thank you for your opinion, officer, but I’ve made my decision already.” Triscol hesitated for a moment, then nodded, moving back a few steps. “Thank you, senator,” said Palpatine, relief evident in his voice. “It’s always a pleasure to work with someone as dedicated as you are. I will communicate with the captain and ask him to wait for you.” “No need — we can make it in time, easily. Just inform him that we’ll be joining him” said Amidala, getting up from her chair. “Though we shouldn’t tarry. If that’s all, we will be on our way.” “Again, I thank you,” said Palpatine, standing up as well. “Have a pleasant journey, senator.” Triscol joined Amidala on her way out. “Half an hour might not be enough to get to the Spaceport,” he told her. “We will get there in time,” the senator said. “An airspeeder will take no more than twenty minutes. We just need to collect Moteé and we will be on our way.” They got back to the ground floor and entered the lobby, where the handmaiden was waiting for them. Her face was still noticeably redder than usual, yet her expression and posture weren’t anywhere as tense as they were before, Triscol observed. “A change of plans,” Amidala told her, “We’re going to Alderaan, our ship launches in thirty minutes.” The group left the building through the main exit, directing their steps to the airspeeder stands nearby. Author's Note Yes, the refreshers on that ship are going to be broken. But that will be in the next chapter. Which I will finish and publish Force knows when. Currently have just 600 words of it written, out of expected seven thousand. (I plan to have five chapters total, in case anyone's curious.)
  4. Author’s note: Hi guys happy International Star Wars Day. This year I wanted the try out something different and that being writing a story in honour of International Star Wars Day. Now please enjoy my story and I’ll be looking forward seeing everybody’s reaction to it. Story takes place in Attack Of The Clones and is located in Naboo Story: On a quiet and cold night in Naboo, Jedi Anakin Skywalker was spending time with Senator Amidala. Padmè the once Queen of Naboo slept completely nude in the royal castle, now if she was still the Queen tonight would ruin her reputation. It was 3:00 in Naboo time when she woke up completely sweating and warm. She wanted to find out why she was very hot and by her amaze, she saw that she pissed the bed. She looked for her friend, Anakin but he was nowhere in sight, he wasn’t even sleeping next to her. He was gone! Just the she heard a toilet flushing and it was Ani, he came back to sleep again and she told him want she did. “Ummmm.... Anakin I made a mess in the bed.. I pissed myself.” Anakin was astounded by this, he quickly had an erection and hid it form her. He took of his pants and went in naked so it doesn’t get wet and her comforted her in bed. A few hours later, it was morning and Padmè woke with a aching bladder she tried getting out of bed, but it hurt her every time. She didn’t want to wet the bed again so she got up even know it was killing her and raced outside. She walked straight to the bathroom, she was so desperate to go, but she couldn’t help it, she really needed to clog it to give her extra holding time. She remembers one of her friends telling her to keep your hand wedged in between your legs and strongly press onto your private parts. She really had to go, she was so bloated. Her bladder was stretched out and held more than her limit and she really really had to go. Now just barely near the bathroom door she started sweating, her bladder felt like a bomb just waiting to go off and cause a big explosion or a volcano eruption. Her volcano was about to erupt in any moment, so she better make a move on. She made it there’s the bathroom door, she’s gonna make it! Padmè reached for the door, but to her excitement it was locked. There were more bathrooms in here, but she’ll never make it there. It started erupting small glistening drops of pee ran out of her tired pussy and onto the floor. It scared her so much, which leaved a terrified look on her face, she stared at the vista of outside and there the idea came to mind. She opened the backyard door and ran as far as she could to a big long tree and she did this with her hands holding herself. Just when she got to the tree a jet of hot piss shot out of her pussy and fell into her hands, she was crumbling apart, if she didn’t make it now then she would wet herself. Senator Amidala let go and walked the final steps towards the tree and popped a squat and started peeing, the glistening hot warmth made her turned on. She did it with a smile on her face, you can tell she liked it, she opened her eyes and spotted Anakin just about a few meters away but could see the ordeal’s demise crystal clear, he got really turned on by it. He had to hide a big erection from her because he secretly has a wetting fetish. Padmè terrified of her boyfriend caught her relieving herself, she walked to him and could easily spot his erection and they went back inside. The next minute the two of the were having sex, the Senator had a grin on her face every time, simply meaning she’s enjoying it. They eventually stopped and went back to sleep, but Padmè didn’t because she wanted to know if her boyfriend gets turned on by her wetting herself. To Be Continued...
  5. A/N: This story takes place after the end of the new Star Wars movie The Rise Of Skywalker. There is spoilers from the movie in this story, so if you haven’t seen the new movie then don’t read this and wait until you have seen it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “Hey guys I’m Rey, I’m sorry I couldn’t finish all my naughty stories. It’s was because I had to fight the Emperor, who actually turns out to be my grandfather. Yeah my grandfather, anyway the last time we caught up was on Ahch-To where I pissed myself. Now let’s get back to the more recent update, after I defeated my Grandfather, I decided to come and live on Tatooine (the birth place of Luke and Anakin Skywalker), I have spent a whole week here now and even though Tattooine is a desert planet like Jakku I prefer Tattooine better because I am free from being a scavenger and give my salvage to Unkar Plutt and sleeping in that dreadful At-At walker where the toilet was broken and I didn’t live a great life. Anyway, I sometimes work part time as a scavenger and I help the Jawas with their scavenging. But most of the time I’m living in a much better lifestyle than before and be very naughty most of the time, exactly like today.” ”Today was my day to help the Jawas scavenging, we spotted an old X-wing and no I ain’t talking about Luke’s one it’s a complete different model. We then do the work on it and it was at this moment when I detached one of its Blissex, which heads to the Pilex driver (the thing that makes it start) and I detached the other one and the ship will never run again. The Jawas uses these Blissex and Pilex drivers to build droids, fix their ship or just as an item to trade, as I said to myself Another day, another ship to scavenge. I’ve never minded it. I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember and at the of 12 and now I’m 20. Then I slide into the bow of an X-wing and start on the fuel injectors. Within minutes, the first injector comes out with ease, on Jakku most scavenging X-Wings injectors don’t come out with so ease, because some other people removes all the most important parts and makes it jam. That has always been the blame I put on when I wet myself in its cockpit. This planet is exactly like Jakku with its weather patterns and I have to keep the heat off, I have to drink water. So I stop every half an hour to a break to take a drink of water. Onen thing about me is that I always have much more water than I need and makes me more desperate to pee. I then get back to the fuel injectors, after another 15 minutes, I have all of them out and lying on the sand as I give them one by one to the Jawas. They give me some credits (Tattooine’s currency and its the same in Jakku) for my personal use or whatever use. I jump onto my speeder bike and ride it back to where I stay, I can already feel that I’m starting to get a full bladder. Oh yeah I forgot to say that I live close to the main town and not in a remote area, like on Jakku and there usually a lot of traffic back home at sundown and I always try to leave work earlier to avoid the traffic, but it was really bad now. I got to the turn off, but the traffic is already there and I had to wait in this traffic. My bladder was getting more fuller and soon it will be aching for its release and I don’t want a repeat of what happened when I first got here I got drunk and pissed myself while drive I had to spend a lot of time cleaning the seat and I don’t want that happening again. The traffic was decreasing slowly, but my bladder was increasing slowly. I was scared I thought that the end was coming soon and that the inevitable process will happen. The traffic decreased fully, in simpler words it went away and by that reckoning I already had a full bladder. As soon as turned left towards home I glance down toward my hand and am shocked by what I see. My bladder is now stretched to its absolute limit to contain the flood within, and I think it’s about four inches. I slip one hand into my panties and brush past my clit to my urethra, there I can feel the pee at the very tip of my pee hole and it’s driving me insane with fear. With my hand still stuck into my panties I felt a spurt come out of my slit and I apply more pressure, but my second spurt tells me I should get home quickly I completely drench myself and clean the seat again. I take my hand out of my damp panties and I haul myself up and with one hand I am applying pressure onto my crotch. I can see home, but despite constant pressure, my muscles begin to tire. This is resulted by another spurt making it’s way out of my lips. And another. Soon, I have a slow but steady stream coming out of my aching pussy.I try to clamp it off, but my muscles refuse to respond. I shove my hand into my urethra and I try to stop the flow by use the force on my bladder I put it’s spurting flood back into my urethra, but it won’t hold for much longer. Now my bladder responds. It wants relief and it wants it now! My sphincters decide that the moment is to completely relax, but I try to fight it. I park the speeder in the driveway and I race to the door, I can’t open it with the key because if I did I would start wetting myself, so I used the force. The door mechanism opened and let me in, I used the force to close it as I ran towards the nearest bathroom. I open the door and close the door by the same method as the front door. I took my hand of my crotch and took off my pants and panties off, I stat down quickly on the toilet in seconds my bladder released it’s hold and I moaned heavily because I just made it. I spent the rest, just enjoying the relief. I scream as what seems like all the water on Kamino pours out of my lower lips from my tortured bladder. Almost instantaneously a second one hits, this time like the Carbon Ridge falling on me, I enjoy what I can about my desperation and it’s relief. My stream dies down and wipe my vagina and I stand up and flush the toilet. I pull up my panties and pants and I walk into the kitchen and pick out a bottle of water and I drink the whole 1 litre bottle up and I walk to the bedroom, where I strip down until I am fully nude. Now as I am naked I get onto the bed and into the covers and I fall asleep with a full litre of water in me and it would be a wonderful thing to play with in the morning. To Be Continued...
  6. I’ve noticed a suspicious lack of star wars omo in general both on this site and off, so I decided to make a topic for people to write/link/compile art/fics they’ve found! any of the movies/fiction are fair game and are all greatly appreciated!
  7. Okay, I don't think a thread for this exists. Apologies if I'm wrong. So the new Star Wars has finally hit the theaters. I have always been unusually knowledgeable about Star Wars even without watching the movies at all, not one of them. But with the 7th installment, I decided to hop on the Star Wars bandwagon and watched all 6, before catching the 7th (which I just did). I don't want to spoil it for any one of my friends, yet I really I wanna discuss it with others. So I thought creating a thread for it might be nice. So obviously, [spoilerS] DO NOT READ FURTHER, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED [spoilerS]. Okay, hopefully it's safe to post spoilers now. Does anyone else think that Kylo Ren was really weak? Especially he seemed so strong at the start but at the end he got his ass kicked by a woman who hasn't even had the slightest bit of training. She might have been really force sensitive, but still? Also, WHY. WHY HAN SOLO. I swear that scene just made me hate Kylo Ren instantly. I could tell he was about to do it, but I was praying in my mind that he wouldn't. That part where Chewbacca went on a rampage after that was heartbreaking. What do you guys think?
  8. The Rebel’s cruiser was under attack by Darth Vader’s Stormtrooper army. Princess Leia sent a couple of Rebel troops to fight them. They held their guns ready to shoot Vader’s troops. Leia runs to get some water from cafeteria, now she drank five glasses of water and raced down to where R2-D2 is. She did this quickly before the Stormtroopers come and get her. Now Vader’s Stormtroopers come and start firing at the Rebels but some of them missed and the Rebels killed some of them... But Darth Vader come and killed all the Rebel troops Leia sent out, but remaining Captain Antilles. Vader sent out another set of Stormtroopers out to find the Captain. Vader’s Stormtroopers found and located Captain Antilles, Vader was notified by this and walked off to his location. Meanwhile: Leia made it to where R2 was and she started to get R2 to record her giving a recorded message to an Obi Wan Kenobi. She got it set up and squatted down to do the message. She just felt a unknown feeling in her bladder she had to pee, she told her mind that she had to hold it in and pee after the recorded message. Leia just started recording herself. “Help me O. Before she could say the rest her bladder couldn’t stop, she ignored it and continued with the message. “bi Wan Ken. It happen again but this time she felt a squirt of pee coming out, but she still continued with it. “obi you ar. She stopped to and felt a bigger leak come out, but she still continued. ”e my only hope. Just then she couldn’t hold it anymore and started peeing herself and her white dress was ruined. She had no other time to retake so she just went with it. Later: C3P0 and R2D2 went in a escape pod to the planet Tatooine where they were brought by Luke Skywalker and Luke tried to fix R2 because he had something jammed in him. Luke opened it and watch the message and saw his sister who he did not know yet pee herself.
  9. Does anybody know of any good Star Wars fanfics? I like star wars a lot, and there arent many star wars omo fanfics out there.
  10. Take a look through these profiles, there are a lot of pee pictures in them. They are very well done. http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/darthhell/profile http://darthhell.deviantart.com/ http://www.imagefap.com/profile/darthhell/galleries
  11. It was morning on Jakku, very warm day today. Rey lay in her bed naked and got out of bed, she had to pee really badly (really hot to sleep in pyjamas). The toilet was broken so the only place to pee was in a dugged hole in the sand. She walked outside and dug a hole in the sand and had hold in her pee. She finished digging and popped a squat and released her need to pee. She felt wonderful the best thing is that nobody comes past here which is good, because I don’t think people or strangers want to see a 19 Year old woman relieving herself in the open. As Rey lived on Jakku for all her life she got very used to holding in her pee, wetting herself and peeing in the open, she loved wetting herself. She would always go drink a big glass of water every day and try to hold it in longer, she would just love this ritual and she also loved wetting the bed on purpose. But today was a desperate day for Rey as it was embarrassing and made her feel like she was 9 again. She finished peeing and went to put on her scavenger clothes and her day begins. She got on her speeder bike and drove to what she was scavenging which was an old AT-AT Walker she started taking parts out of it, then she felt that she need to pee she said ”not now!” She got everything and was going to return home and pee but she forgot about Unkar Plutt, so she had to turn back to town she hoped that she could find a public restroom for her need to pee. She arrived in town, parked her Speeder bike and went to Unkar first she had to wait in a queue which was bad for her need to pee. It was finally her turn to see Unkar when she got to she him her bladder become half full as she immediately squeezed her pussy/bladder and gave him the scavenging pieces to him. He said “two portions” and gave her portions. She then ran out and immediately looking for a place to pee, she then stubbled on a public restroom and went inside. She looked for an vacant toilet but they where all occupied, so had to hold it and wait. Just then she heard a toilet flush and the door opened it was a Twi’lek girl wearing very tight pants as she noticed that her pussy area was very wet, Rey thought that see mustn’t of peed in the toilet and deliberately pissed herself. She went in to the toilet and started pulling her pants down, she couldn’t stand still while talking off her white panties. She couldn’t take it off if she kept moving, she did it again but then she felt it she had a full bladder if she didn’t hurry up she will be exactly like the Twi’lek girl did. She then finally got it off as she started peeing into the toilet felling the warmth of it hitting the toilet as these reminded of when she was 9 when she peed herself in front of another Twi’lek girl also 9. Well that was done and returned back to her speeder bike and rode home. On the way home she felt her ass starting to open, she had to shit. She was almost home so she decided to hold her poo in until she gets home, then it becomes night starting to become hot and instead of pooing now she take her clothes off and put it in her bag. She continues driving naked feeling the metal sticking to big sexy ass. She then farts the whole way to her home, she finally makes it her ass is open and she could shit at any moment, she walked in and couldn’t hold it in any longer she shit on the sand and had to bury it she knew now where to shit, she forgot about that part. She then walked in and went into bed, she deliberately made herself wet the bed and fell asleep.
  12. Author's Note: This is the story I will commit to writing. Minimum average release date will be one chapter per week. Canonically, this story takes place in the far future, long after the events of Star Wars the movie series. I am not familiar enough with the events of the EU to make it EU coherent although I am including some content that exists in or was further defined in the EU (basically just races). As always, please don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe. ...Wait. Wrong website. I meant leave a comment saying whether you liked it or not and/or criticisms, suggestions, whatever you like. Chapter 1 will be released tomorrow if not later tonight. For now, I leave you with a mere prologue. Enjoy. Prologue: Master Race The two men standing on the balcony looked out across the bustling city of Coruscant with its sky lanes of speeders and crowded streets. One had grey hair and a beard, the other clean shaven with black hair cropped short. Both humans dressed in olive colored robes. “Isn’t it beautiful Ailosh?” croaked the older man. “Yes, Chancellor Grant.” The younger man nodded thoughtfully. “Your accomplishments are amazing.” “Once, these streets and buildings were contaminated by the grotesque and terrible creatures of the galaxy. Now, only us humans remain.” “All thanks to you Chancellor.” “All thanks to us.” The Chancellor put a great deal of emphasis on that final word. “But, I think it is time for me to step down. I have long since become frail and old Ailosh. I need you to carry on the work that we have begun and to find someone younger than you or I to succeed us after we are gone.” “It will be done. But I believe you have one last act to perform as Chancellor?” “Indeed.” Chancellor Grant’s wistful face hardened. “Tomorrow begins the Cleansing.”
  13. I've always liked the Star Wars a lot ever since I watched the movies but I also know that there is a huge expanded universe from TV series, comics, novels, etc. I'm really not one for novels, so I was wondering if I wanted to get into the stories of the EU, which comics or TV series could I go into? Hoping a hardcore Star Wars fan here would be able to help. Things I might be interested in: Darth Vader (duh) Jacen Solo (Read briefly about him, his story sounds cool) How strong Luke Skywalker becomes (whether after ROTJ or in between the Original Trilogy) Any other recommendations are welcome too.
  14. A/N: Hey guys. This is day one of my week of intensive writing. I was inspired by @Who Cares?'s fanfiction and the comments said they wanted more of Rey. As a writer, who am I to deprive them of pleasure? So here is Rey, in A Desperate Day for Rey. What should I do tomorrow? Please comment below. (Story begins) Rey POV I sigh as I attach one of my Blissex heads to my Pilex driver. Another day, another ship to scavenge. But I don’t mind. I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember. I know these sands and I know exactly how to get the parts I want. I slide into the bow of an X-wing and start on the fuel injectors. Within minutes, I have one injector removed. And only a few more to go. I think to myself. To keep the heat off, I have to drink water. So I stop every half an hour to an hour to take a drink of water. I always have much more water than I need. And then I get back to the fuel injectors. After another 15 minutes, I have all of them out and lying on the sand. I start on the pistons. Because I am lying essentially on top of the X-wing, I feel a pressure on my lower abdomen. I know what this is. I have felt it so many times before. Put simply, I need a piss. And soon. But the good thing is, it’s already almost time to quit. So I brush it off and continue working. Soon, the sun touches the horizon. I quickly realize that I should have headed back a long time ago. So I grab what I could salvage, and hop on my speeder bike. The pressure in my lower abdomen returns, stronger this time. I hope I can hold it all the way to Niima Outpost. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I get to Niima Outpost just after the sun has gone down. It’s still hot, but not as hot as it was before. My bladder has filled up with all the water I drank today and it’s starting to catch up with me. I haul my stuff over to Unkar Plutt and he starts to assess it. “Hmm… what you have brought me today is worth…” Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up… I’m about to explode here. I can feel the hot piss pushing down on my tired sphincter muscles. I subtly bounce on the balls of my feet to try and alleviate some of the pressure. This cursed belt isn’t helping either. I can feel it pushing down on my bladder. “One portion.” Unkar's voice startles me out of my desperation induced daze, and I lose control for a fraction of a second. I don’t leak, but it brings the raging lake inside of me to the tip of my urethra. I shuffle forward and take the portion on the counter. I am pretty sure I didn’t leak, but just to be sure, I shuffle over to one of two public restrooms in Niima Outpost. Luckily, the stall is open, so I enter as fast as I can and lock the door. Now that I am out of public view, I start pee dancing for all I am worth. I grab my crotch with an iron grip and start doing high-knees. I let go with one hand to undo my belt. But this is unsatisfactory because I need two hands to undo it. So I brace myself, clench my sphincters with all the strength below my waist, and let go. A wave of desperation washes over me, almost taking my control with it. I know that I have a limited time to hold without external pressure, so I undo my belt as quickly as I can and let it fall to the floor. I sigh with relief. The belt was putting more strain on my poor bladder than I thought. I stay like this just long enough to regain control then do what I came here to do. It is not to use the bathroom because as much as I would like to, there are two things stopping me. First, those things are smelly and as dirty as heck. Second, right now, it feels wrong to use the ‘right’ area to pee. I reach down into my pants to check for a wet spot. I find one. Immediately, I panic. I thought I didn’t leak yet! But I go into my panties to double check. When I find the spot I relax and laugh at myself. Sure there’s wetness, but it’s from a different source. Pondering, I wonder why I’m turned on by this. Oh well. Whatever the cause, it’s arousal and I can deal with that at home. I put the belt back on, but only just tight enough so that it stays on, not enough to torture my bladder. I walk out to my speeder and begin the drive for home. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It usually takes me about 30 minutes to get back home. But I have to stop after five minutes because my bladder has expanded once again and it’s digging into my belt. I consider loosening my belt, but then I would just have to keep loosening it. So I just remove it, and keep driving. I have to stop soon after because I realize I am in danger of losing my top since most of it was held on by the belt. So I remove it. I don’t wear a bra because my tits stand on their own, so I was essentially riding topless. It was dark and no one was going to see me anyway. But if they did, I wouldn’t kill them, I would just hurt them really, really bad. I find myself grinding my crotch into the saddle(?) of the speeder as it races across the Goazon. I have to stop though, because my thighs begin to cramp. But if I stop, it feels like all the water in the galaxy is about to come out of my hot throbbing lips. I don’t want to ruin my clothes, because they always are a bitch to clean and I don’t have anything else. So I make another stop and take my pants off. I leave my panties on because that saddle can be a bitch to bare skin. I stow my pants with my shirt and belt and keep driving. I grind as hard as I can into the saddle. I stop for a while when I get cramps and those few minutes are the most desperate I’ve ever felt in my entire life. I feel a trickle leaking out of my sphincter, despite my best efforts to keep it in. I manage to clamp it off, but I stuff my right hand into my crotch, between the saddle and my damp panties. Lucky no one is out at this time of night because if they did, they would see me practically naked, and I would probably hit them, the way I’m handling this thing. I am so in need of relief but the constant stops are stretching this drive to the maximum. I hope I can get home mostly dry... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I arrive back at my AT-AT and park the speeder. My legs are trembling from the strain of keeping my waters inside my body. I have one hand permanently glued to my lower lips and with the other, I grab everything, and haul it inside. Once inside, I drop everything and lay down on the floor. My legs are shaking too much to get into the hammock and stay there, and if I tried to get in, I would most certainly soak myself. I don’t want to relieve myself just yet, because the feeling of pee stretching my bladder and pounding at my sphincter is almost orgasmic. I glance down toward my hand and am shocked by what I see. My bladder is stretching to its absolute limit to contain the flood within, and it juts out almost a full four inches. I gently caress my bladder and pleasure like I’ve never felt rocks my body. I slip one hand into my panties and brush past my clit to my urethra. I can feel the pee at the very tip of my pee hole and it’s driving me insane with lust. With my middle finger I plug my urethra and with my index finger I brush my clit and with my ring finger I penetrate myself. I lost my virginity a few years ago which involved some drinking and a mistake, but now I know no man will be able to please me again. With my left hand I caress my bladder and apply some slight pressure to multiply the pleasure tenfold. I feel a spurt come out of my slit and I apply more pressure, but my second spurt tells me I should go outside before I completely drench myself. I haul myself up and with both hands now pushing into my crotch, I make my way outside. I sit behind one of the bends in the legs to shield me from common view. I rub my slit through my thin cotton panties with the elastic from a helmet chin strap. I rub myself until I am on the brink of orgasm… and then I can go no further. I rub as hard and as fast as I can, but no orgasm is achieved. The pressure from my bladder continues to build, so I decide to stop and hold myself. But despite constant pressure, my muscles begin to tire. This is denoted by another spurt making it’s way out of my lips. And another. Soon, I have a slow but steady stream coming out of my aching pussy.I try to clamp it off, but my muscles refuse to respond. I shove my hand into my urethra and stop the flow by force. Now my bladder responds. It wants relief and it wants it now. My sphincters decide that the moment to relax completely is now. I squeal as what seems like all the water on Kamino pours out of my lower lips from my tortured bladder. Almost instantaneously, the biggest orgasm of my life hits me like a speeder bike. And barely after the first, a second one hits, this time like Carbon Ridge falling on me. I yank my panties down and with the stream still falling from my desperate slit, I bring myself to orgasm no less that three more times before the stream stops. I lay in the sand panting after my massive orgasms. I want to get back to my hammock. So I stand on wobbly legs, and take my first step forward and fall into the sand. Not because of my shaky legs, but because of the fact that my panties are still around my ankles. I remove them and decide to leave them in the AT-AT to dry. I stumble into the living space and drop the now-saturated-with-piss panties on the ground. During the day, this thing heats up like an oven and the panties will dry in no time. After my huge masturbation session, I drink two full canteens of water and go to my dresser to get another pair of panties for tomorrow. Shock! My panties are all gone! Some horny teenager with a crush on me must have came and stolen them all! The bastard! Oh well. I guess I’ll just have to go commando tomorrow. I can try to make more. I lay down in my hammock naked, like I always did. It does get cold at night, but I love the cold night air on my naked pussy and swirling around my ample but firm breasts. I fall asleep with almost a liter of water in me… To Be Continued…
  15. I've written on here about Star Wars before https://omorashi.org/topic/23331-star-wars-two-groups-now-three/#entry935669, with a new movie out and the “official” Disney canon established I thought it was time to write about it again. Just like the last time I wrote about that galaxy far, far away this will probably contain a few spoilers, so reader beware. I did see “The Force Awakens”; I didn’t go to the first showing. I really wasn’t that excited to see the film and with some of the incidents that have happened in theaters in the last few years I knew most of the “pageantry” for lack of a better word would be nonexistent. May theaters wouldn’t admit anyone with a mask or helmet and some even turned away people in any costume. Not being able to sit surrounded by stromtroops and Vaders took a little out of the experience. Also with Disney I knew not to get my hopes up. Even going a few weeks after the premier the theater was still fairly crowded. Looking around it was mostly older people; I think I may have been the youngest person at that screening. Basically all the people that wanted to see the movie but didn’t want to deal with the diehard fans, which is understandable. I guess these were the ones that would watch Star Wars if it was on TV (which it never is) but missing it on the big screen wouldn’t be the end of the world for them. With low expectations I wasn’t let down. The movie was okay but that’s all I can really say. It was an enjoyable space adventure. It just didn’t grab me the way the others did. Even the prequels had me more excited than “The Force Awakens”, I distinctly remember coming out of the theater after seeing “The Phantom Menace” chatting up a storm practically vibrating with excitement for the next movie. This latest one just didn’t deliver in that way. Being an Expanded Universe fan I made a vow to avoid Disney’s “official” canon like the plague. I didn’t want to read any of their new books or comics. Seeing as I was never really into Star Wars comics there was no issue there (upon proofreading I found that pun). The books were easy to avoid because I still have plenty of the old Expanded Universe now Legends books to read. Temptation is always right around the corner though. My temptation came in the form of a paperback copy of “Tarkin”. I had vowed not to read any Disney publications, but Tarkin is one of my favorite characters Peter Cushing was mesmerizing. That perfect blend of sinister evil, plus anyone that can order Vader around is someone to pay attention to. My local library runs a bookstore in its basement. The whole thing is dependent on the community, the books are all donations and the staff are all volunteers with the proceeds going to the library. It really helps keep our library going and lately has become the only bookstore I go to with their prices being the icing on the cake. A hardcover goes for a dollar and a paperback is only fifty cents; the annual clearing out sale is even better. Breaking my vow I bought the book. I do however take solace in the fact that Disney will not see a penny of my fifty cents (used bookstore) and I helped my local library. All in all this was one of my lighter trips only having spent about six dollars. I found it easy to enjoy “Tarkin”. Not being an expert but a rabid fan I even found that it was a good fit with what little we knew of the character. Which left me pleasantly surprised, I really thought I would hate the book and my vow would have been justified. Looking ahead I think I will continue to avoid Disney’s canon with the exception of their films. Just like the last time I wrote about Star Wars I wrote way more than I intended to (its hard to hide a passion for something). I don’t think there was even one spoiler in this. I guess I’m just wondering what everyone else’s experiences with the new “official” canon has been. Have you been surprised (like I was)? Are you avoiding the new stories? Did anyone else feel let down by the new movie or am I the only one?
  16. it's kinda old ^^' but least we get to see vader in his glory :) would of liked if he was in ep 7
  17. So I just litterally started drawing again as of yesterday. Here is what i have drawn.
  18. It was morning on the island of Ahch-To where she lay on the floor naked in a hut next to Luke’s. She put her resistance clothes back on and felt the urge of peeing, the only way to pee was to pee on the edge of the cliff. But she didn’t want to do this because what if Luke saw here releasing out her pee, she knew Luke’s hut had a bathroom in it so she walked to Luke’s hut and knocked on the door. “Go away!” said Luke Rey said “No Luke I have to pee can I use your bathroom”, “no go away!” said Luke. “Luke please I don’t want to wet myself, please Luke!” said Rey. She had to hold her pee in it was nothing like Jakku where she could wet herself on purpose. Rey knocked and knocked but Luke just keep saying no so she walked back to her hut and hold her pee in She needed to pee there was no toilet or bathroom in the hut so she had to find a substitute, she looked around and felt her bladder worsening and hurting. She screamed as her bladder felt worse, she already had a full bladder when she found substitute to a toilet. She went and thought about it Luke will not come to her hut so she sat down on a chair and she scraped the idea about finding a substitute item to pee into. She sat in her chair and squirmed, she was going to wet herself. She started to get her hand and started to play with her pussy, she then got half full bladder screaming hard as it felt so good. She squeezed her legs together as she played with her pussy again as she made it uncomfortable and had a full bladder as she relaxed and waited for her to piss her white panties. As she started squirting her pee into her panties dampening them, then she screamed again and then she relaxed her bladder muscles. She then started having a another squirt of pee coming from her pussy came gushing out and made her panties damp. She then waited just then her bladder muscles opened and felt her pussy pouring out her hot golden pee and started peeing in her panties. She didn’t know what was going to happen later. Rey missed her time in Jakku, when she could pee wherever on the sand at her home.
  19. i just want armitage hux to piss himself. that is all.
  20. Please tell me I'm not the only fan of Star wars here well anyway I couldn't find a discussion on this yet and as such I decided to make one for those that haven't seen it yet! on to that this thread is just to discuss possible things/theorys or just express your thoughts on the trailer I loved it personally and it's hyped me up I really really hope this doesn't become a Phantom menace 2.0 really doubt it will but still! gotta keep my guard up I have expectations I remember getting hyped for Phantom menace as a kid. never again...;_; but anyway I loved almost everything about this trailer the music (That call back to the Original series soundtrack if anyone can find it!) the dialogue Who is are mysterious Villain I got a lot of Darth Revan callbacks from just his look though I have a doubt it's him
  21. -- Chapter 1: Just a normal day... -- Annika had joined the Empire around 4BBY, and had achieved the rank of sergeant major in a year. She was still waiting for admission into the officer program to go higher up in the ranks. What she didn't know was that there was one thing that could take it all away, without even ending her life.The year was 1BBY, during the Galactic Civil War, and it was just a normal day on patrol, or at least, that's what Annika thought while walking through the cold, harsh wastes of Hoth, as the snow crushed beneath her feet. She'd be there, standing, just hoping something would make her day better. She was bored, bored out of her mind. "God I hope something happens this time. Empire's been having us out here on 'important' duty since 2 weeks ago. It's cold, and I don't like the cold." Annika told her comrade, Anna. Anna looked over to her, but she didn't say anything. The air got tense. Nothing could've warned of an approaching attack better than the sounds of snowspeeders closing in on the walls of the outpost. One moment it was calm, the next air swooped over Annika's head. Her helmet would've fell off, if she had not put her hands up in front of her to keep the snow from getting in her eyes, since the helmet didn't exactly fit her too well. She had lost her original one in a tense firefight and had to get a replacement, but she was still waiting for the new one to come in. Until then she had a loaner. "Snowspeeders! It's a rebel attack!" shouted out the stormtrooper on watch duty. Everyone grabbed their E-11s, dark as night, and the sound of lasers being fired would fill the air. The air would be filled with the red hue of the light emitted from both snowspeeders and blasters alike. No Imperial air support was close enough to get to the outpost in time though. "Gods, is this what they were talking about back at base!?" shouted out Annika, who was quite confused as of to how there was no air support yet, since usually there's always a pack of TIEs above-head to take care of any aerial threats. A snowspeeder took a hit. The hit was heard, and for a brief second, the stormtroopers celebrated. That was until another explosion could be heard. The snowspeeder had taken critical damage and was crashing down into the outpost walls. "Take cover!!!" shouted a stormtrooper, as Annika had already began to dash. It was as if the pilot's last intentions was to hit her though, as the snowspeeder slowly turned into her before it hit the walls. The sound of an explosion, the metal in the walls creaking and falling. A force strong enough to move a mountain. A smashing sensation as snow crunched and it had felt like the entire back half of her body had been broken. It was like death, but worse. This was what Annika experienced in only a matter of seconds. Someone picked her up, and then all went dark. "Heart is still beating, sir." Said one doctor as Annika lay on a medical bed, still unconscious. An officer would look over to the doctor. "Good, move her to the med bay. I want an analysis of the damage as soon as possible." No more words were said after that, and the doctor pushed Annika into the med bay to be treated.
  22. Ahsoka woke up naked in her room she shared with her master Anakin Skywalker, she always woke up with a full bladder everyday. Now Anakin was in the bathroom doing a shower and she had to pee desperately. Ahsoka quickly knocked on the door to tell Anakin that she had to go, “Aaaa, Anakin please let me in I have to pee so badly do you want me to wet myself?” Anakin woke got out of the shower and opened the door to the bathroom, she was happy with Anakin for letting her relieve her desperation to fucking pee. Anakin walk back to the shower but Ahsoka’s full bladder kept getting worse from every step she took. Now Ahsoka was about to relieve herself but she slipped on the wet floor the Anakin did when he came out of shower and she still had to pee desperately. Ahsoka’s bladder throbbed while she fell and could feel her piss pushing on her aching naked orange pussy and her bladder. She quickly tried to get back up, but she couldn’t get herself up just then Ahsoka sensed Padmé coming to so they could both secretly wet themselves together. Just then there knock on the door it was Padmé she was already there, Ahsoka trying again to get up but she couldn’t but then let out a squirt of pee out. She tried one more time and it worked this time she got up and because she just couldn’t let herself pee in the toilet and let poor old Padmé wait for her to open the door until there was no more fuel in the tank. Ahsoka walked over to where the main entrance door was and let Padmé in, her bladder couldn’t cope the journey to the door as it released another squirt of pee onto the carpet. She did not give up on her friend even know that she was still naked and had to pee. Her bladder throbbed as she placed her hands over her pussy and grabbed her bladder tightly and continued walking, she made it the she had to release one of her hands to open the door. She reached her left hand over to unlock the door as she did and let Padmé in and she closed the door. She started losing control of her desperation and couldn’t hold it anymore that she peed in front of Padmé and she ruined the front door carpet. Anakin now out of the shower with a black towel on above his legs, Ahsoka quickly said to him” Anakin I er I er sort of had an accident on this carpet!” Anakin replied with “So you mean that you pissed yourself on this carpet.” “Yes.” Replied Ahsoka. Ahsoka quickly got dressed to cover up her meaty orange breasts and put on her panties and her Jedi clothes on and left with Padmé to go pee themselves in secret. To be continued
  23. LeakyPanties

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    From the album: My Old Art

  24. So recently I stumbled across an artist on henti foundry, which is a porn site. He had a lot of nude 3d photos of Star Wars characters. But recently has been doing them with pee, and I wanted to draw attention to him and his work. http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/darthhell/profile Be mindful, young pad-wan, this is a pornography website, not only omorashi on it, and these photos are of nude females. Enjoy
  25. NOTE to anyone who might read this. I can guarantee there will be more than a few spoilers in here. Basically your standard reader beware. Star Wars has always been an interesting franchise. Even more interesting are the fans. Almost since the creation of that galaxy far, far away the fans have separated themselves into distinct groups. Sometimes an entire group is formed because of one single scene. A perfect example would be the classic who shot first Greedo or Han? If you're not sure what I'm talking about I can only suggest looking it up(seeing as there will be a lot of references in this, some obvious and some really obscure). Trying to talk about all these groups would be a daunting task. You'd need a holocron just to store the basic premise of every group. So I'm focusing solely on the two main groups. They would be the Movies and the Expanded Universe. Before the Disney deal; also known as George Lucas finally giving up, there were two main groups every Star Wars fan fit into. The Movies otherwise known as the people that simply believed, "If it didn't happen in the movies then it didn't happen". Which is one way of looking at it. It certainly makes the world a lot smaller and easier to digest. They simply see Star Wars for the movies that changed cinema and film-making. So anything that happened in books, comics, shows, games, or audio dramas they are blissfully unaware of. The other Group would be the Expanded Universe. These are the fans that accept anything Star Wars. If it was made, then to them its canon and part of the great universe of Star Wars. They accept all facts that the Expanded Universe created. This is where a lot of the groups come from. A great Example would be Boba Fett. To The Movies Boba Fett died in the Sarlacc Pit in Return of the Jedi, but to Expanded Universe Boba Fett survived the Sarlacc Pit and had many more adventures afterwards. Star Wars pre-Disney has always been very meticulous in creating it's universe. They make sure that there are no conflicting stories or time discrepancies in their projects. Basically if a book has already been published saying Boba Fett was at a certain cantina on a particular day then that's where he was. Once it has been established that a character was at a certain place then it becomes a hard fact that cannot be contradicted. Disney has changed the universe of Star Wars forever. Not only have they created an entirely new group for the fans to further separate into they have stated that most of the Expanded Universe is now no longer canon. Disney has throw out a huge amount of the Expanded Universe, as of right now it is unknown just how much of the Expanded Universe has been lost. Its basically boils down to this, until Disney states that something happened in the Star Wars universe assume it didn't. Now to what I'm actually writing this piece for. The two groups that every Star Wars fan could fit into has now expanded into three. Now we have The Movies, Expanded Universe, and The Disney. The Disney group is the easiest to classify simply because it is so new. Simply put The Disney believe in whatever Disney deems canon. We can assume for the moment that includes the original films(pre-Disney) and anything they are currently working on, such as Star Wars Rebels. We'll have to see how this group forms in the years to come. At the moment I don't see The Disney group being the largest or the most visible. In the near future we will have fans that fall into The Disney group with diehard devotion though. The children of today will mostly fall into this category as the years pass, simply because of when they were born, much to the anger of their pre-Disney parents. I tried to be impartial in this piece, a feat at which I know I failed. I'm sure everyone could tell I not only fall into the Expanded Universe category, but that I have a great dislike for The Disney group. I admit I will see the new films, but as for the Star Wars canon, I only believe in anything created before the Disney deal. I guess that makes a couple more groups to add, Pre-Disney and Post-Disney. What groups do you fall into? How do you feel about Disney owning that great galaxy far, far away? Any predictions for the future of this beloved franchise?
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