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  1. MMD Shantae Needs to pee

    Version 1.5.5

    231 downloads

    Hey everyone...MKFan200 here. I am planning to upload the new animation I have made today; along with a test animation I worked on awhile back in MMD. Before I do, I wanted to reupload the original Shantae one with some editing to it. This is the same animation; but it features the following new additions: Brighter Colors. Brightness and color levels were adjusted to show off colors in the toilet with Lyn more. Higher FPS: Boosted the FPS from 35 to 45. Removed Axis: Anyone who watched the animation probably saw the axis in it. This video had the axis removed for less distractions. Sound effects: Now in Stereo!! I used some video editing and managed to add some audio into the mix. Because I am stickler for perfection, I only used audio from the games the two characters were associated with, so it might sound weird. Peeing audio was added as well. In the downloads section: In the downloads section for easy...download. Credits now added into description. CREDITS: Shantae model: Unknown...I obtained on a Russian website; and I was never able to translate the information properly. Shikieki model: Montecore, OrientalCrimsonMMD Beach stage: amiamy111 Lyn: Model Ripped by: FallenAngelRiku; Model Converted by: MegaManModelT101; Model Rigged by 25animeguys Lyn's panties: amiamy111 Pee effect by E教授: 水/液体/流体シミュレーションver2.0 (Note: Anyone interested in the water effect can PM me about it...the guy's google drive is difficult to navigate.) A link to the original post lies below. Enjoy the edit; and look forward to the new animation within the hour. ORIGINAL POST: So I can finally say I contributed something on this neck of the woods here instead of literally just the General Omorashi Forums and stalking oth...I mean the Download section....yes...that is what I meant. Does anyone remember those motions I uploaded to the Download section for MMD? Well...the main reason I started uploading them was I recently attempted to try and work with MMD. There was alot of hassles due to my ineptitude of the software, but thanks to perseverance, I managed to figure out how it works to the degree in which I can do animation. I still can't do effects yet that are not made from PMX files, or through MME (I do have the DLL file, but I haven't been able to use it yet successfully). While practicing a bit with motion data I found and uploaded here, I found and discovered a fluid simulation program called "MMD流体シミュレーション ver2.0." After some tinkering around, I finally found the DL link for it (because the guy's drive folder is so disorganized I want to strangle him). Now I can not only do pose animation, but I can even include peeing streams as well to make it actually look like they wet themselves instead of just posing as if they did. Now this animation is not the first...this is actually the fourth one I did out of five (I've been doing this sporadically over the last months). The reason I choose this one instead of the others is it is probably the best one in terms of quality that I could produce. The others are okay...but they won't be nearly as smooth as this one. There's even a couple I'd like to edit a bit more before presenting. I mean I can without thinking upload them here...but they're not up to par with this one. And mind you I am still learning all of this...even this one isn't up to par as compared to other youtube or Nicodouga users. There's no sound either...I don't feel confident enough to try and create a video with sound as that might require me to stretch out animations and pose data...and I haven't been able to do that smoothly yet. Now this animation features a simple story: Characters from video games and media are at a beach. Lyndis from Fire Emblem is in the bathroom about to pee in her pants, and she manages to throw down her panties before she does. As she is sitting there enjoying the bliss, Shantae is outside on the verge of doing the same. Only...she is not as fortunate. The poses that I used for Shantae's desperation were based on the cutie gif in the Easyshag female desperation website which I'll upload here so you have an idea of what I was using; along with my own creativity to lengthen those poses for the animation. Download file is at the bottom.

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  2. female bladder torture

    i was with my girlfriend, but we had a predicament. i'd been watching omorashi videos since i was about 12. it was how i learned how to masturbate. i never thought about sex. as a result, i could make her climax, but i couldn't cum, myself. needless to say, this put her off a bit. she asked me what i needed to be "happy". well, i wasn't one to deny her such an answer. it was for my own benefit. so i told her all about it. a few nights later, we went to sleep, on a few pills and other mind-altering substances. i'd had an autistic meltdown that night and she wanted me to sleep peacefully. she woke me up around 11:30 in the morning, but i couldn't stay up. i kept phasing in and out of sleep and she had to prod me awake. she said she had to pee. now i was awake. i grabbed her and did what we mostly did, a lot of body worship. kneading her belly and kissing her all over, tasting her skin. she enjoyed it, but she said again that she had to pee. i asked her how badly, but she didn't know any physical signs so i knew whatever answer she gave was bullshit. i told her i was gonna make her have to go, and then i'd let her. she agreed, and i began to torment her. i started by tickling her armpits to get her in a ticklish mood. she was extremely ticklish. i have no idea why, but she was. she kept pushing me away from her, but i could do something better, anyways. periodically throughout this ordeal, i would ask "what's wrong?" if she said "nothing" with her puppy eyes, as she normally did, i knew it wasn't time yet. i worked my way down to her stomach. i pressed on it and she would grimace in pain. i kept checking verbally to see if she was ok. she wasn't showing any physical signs other than being in pain from the torture, so i continued. i went to her bladder. but my own experience told me to be VERY careful. the pain was like needles. she moaned a bit. she said that it hurt, but in a good way. i continued to ask her "what's wrong?" and she would say "nothing!" i continued. this time i found her kidneys acted as both a tickle spot and a bladder spot. she began to spasm, and she breathed very heavily during the torture. she said she had to go really badly now. i knew she wasn't ready yet and told her that she would have to endure it a bit longer. at this point i climbed on top of her. she was fully naked, i was still fully clothed. i had gotten dressed before this started. i sat on her stomach and shifted my weight around. her hands scrambled for her crotch to hold herself but she couldn't reach. she crossed her legs with me on top of her and screamed I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM! i leaned down close to her and began to kiss her. i told her "those are the words i was looking for." she seemed to understand, but i wasn't done yet. she began to struggle, so i knew it was nearly time to let her go. i went harder than ever and constantly checked with her to make sure she was ok. "what's wrong?" "nothing! but... i have to pee really bad." i told her that she was nearly done. i just wanted a bit more. i sat on top of her bladder again, this time putting full pressure on her. she began to say "oh no..." i knew those words but didn't believe she was peeing herself. i checked her crotch. it was drenched, but not from pee. she breathed really heavily. crossing her legs and writhing beneath me. she threw me off of her (she was quite a bit stronger than me. i couldn't do much about it.) i decided to take a break while she kept her legs crossed and her face was contorted in pain. "i have to go to the bathroom... i have to pee so bad." i simply embraced her for a bit as she sat up. i didn't want her to pee the bed, but i wasn't completely done yet. "you have to go home soon." i disheartened a bit. i didn't want to leave, especially not when i was so close. i told her she could use the bathroom. i knew i couldn't dominate her in strength, and she wasn't having it. she walked into the bathroom and tried to close the door. i kept it open. "i'm gonna watch you." "oh, is that the part you like?" even though it wasn't, i said "sure" just to see what would happen. "fuck it" she sat down on the toilet and doubled over. "i have to pee so bad, but i can't do it in front of you." "you'll do fine if you have to go so badly. if not, we can play some more." she sat there for a good bit, but i blocked the door. i was gonna watch. i noticed the sink and thought "well, it works in the cartoons." i turned the water on to a decent stream, not too powerful. "you're a dick." i stood there and let it work its magic. i heard a trickle of urine splash into the toilet. i adjusted the water to be a bit quieter, but not completely off. she flipped me the bird and said "that's all you get!" with a confident smile. "that can't be all you had." i continued to stand there, water still running. i heard a decent stream go into the toilet as she hung her head in defeat. "ok, now we're done."
  3. View File [NOT FULL VIDEO] DLEE-185 "bonus scene" Just noticed there was aprox ~4 mins long "To bonus scene" for 0 points so I "bought" it. Submitter KubaAseph Submitted 07/28/2017 Category Desperation Clothing Skirt  
  4. Hello, I want to ask you all a question (already in the title): what is the worst public toilet you have ever seen and if you still peed in there. For me it was the train station toilet, basically it was broken and you couldn't flush so some people started to pee and poo on the floor of it (before asking yes you could pee outside but no bush or trees, just a field where everyone could see you), at the end I didn't pee, the smell was too bad to stay in it (it's closed now luckly), what about your experiences ?
  5. The Little Selkie

    Mal looked in awe at the bizarre spectacle unfolding on the beach hundreds of feet below. He had been looking for birds, crabs, seashells, cloud formations, or whatever else would look good in a photograph. His attempts to throw a college art project together didn't go so well on the public beach. There were too many people in the way, and one girl in particular he wanted to avoid. Now he was atop a cliff not far away, his camera hanging from a strap on his shoulder, as he stood in a spellbound state and stared at the things that were coming out of the sea. First he had thought them to be a trick of the light. When they surfaced, it was clear they were things rather than reflections of things. As they crawled and loped onto shore he thought they were seals, but it soon became clear they weren't. A shiver came to Mal's body with the realization that they were something truly strange. He expected to recognize them immediately, as if it were only some optical illusion or hallucination that made them look like something out of the ordinary. But they only looked more eldritch as his eyes focused. They had dark glistening skin like newts or leeches, but their eyes had a strange sparkle. There were mere suggestions of limbs rather than actual legs or fins. Three were on the shore now, while another three puppet-like heads had surfaced. They were clumsy on land, but something about them looked artful and clever. It was all very strange. Mal had been willing to entertain the possibility that they were dinosaurs, or even dragons. But soon he stopped even trying to place them, and sought only to observe them. Finally he remembered his camera. His expensive digital camera with the great zoom function. He snatched it up, pointed it in the general direction of the secluded stretch of beach where the creatures were coming ashore. It was still on maximum zoom from the seagulls he had been photographing earlier, and, when he put his eye to the eyepiece, he was surprised to see a nude woman stretching out her arms. He lowered the camera, thinking he was somehow seeing a different part of the shore. It turned out he had pointed the camera in the right direction. There was a redheaded young woman stretching herself next to the six unidentified animals. Or was it seven? There was an indistinct lump that could have been a seventh animal. Having returned the camera to the default view, he looked through it again, and slowly zoomed in, snapping pictures all the time. The woman kept smiling and stretching, and glancing at the Protean creatures every now and then. The extra sharpness of the picture didn't help Mal to identify the figures. They were still semi-symmetrical globs pseudopods of some sort. Their skin was muted shades of blue and green, and seemed now to be made up of something like scales. Things that could have been mouths and nostrils, and things that were definitely gills, appeared before him. But it was the eyes that attracted his attention like magnets. They could have almost belonged to dogs. Or even, perhaps, humans. Mal's curiosity and anxiety turned to fear and disgust when the back of one of the beast split open. It was red underneath. The gash widened and widened until it ran the length of the spine...assuming it had a spine. Then the red mass inside started to rise out, like the globby redness that oozes from a cherry pie when the knife slides in. In no more than a minute, the entire skin had been pulled away from the muscle and bones, and what almost looked like a red copy of the animal was scrambling across the sand. But it didn't bleed. It seemed all right. The woman smiled as it freed itself from the skin, and many of its brethren were now splitting apart. Mal realized that the small seventh shape was a discarded skin. But where was the thing that had molted it? The red and pink seal-shaped monsters stretched and squeezed and kneaded themselves until they were shaped like people. Then they actually became people. Women with red hair and blue eyes. They stretched, then walked, and ran, and leaped, and danced about. They seemed to forget about their skins as they enjoyed the warm sand and the cool breeze and everything else around them. One of the skins, which had been kicked off in a hurry, was now draped across a large, pointed rock. Mal had a naughty idea. ------------------ "Hey, Malford, it's me, Rochelle!" a young woman in a powder blue bathing suit called out to her old classmate. She squinted her hazel eyes in the sun as she removed her sunglasses and brushed her wind-whipped brown hair out of her face, hoping to make herself more recognizable. The young man looked at her stoically for a second, then went back to gathering up his things, paying no attention to the girl. Rochelle wasn't dissuaded. They'd been friends last year in high school, and, despite a little awkwardness the day of their graduation ceremony, she assumed they were still friends. She tiptoed across the hot sand to meet him. "Whatcha got there?" she asked as she saw the odd thing he had draped over his arm. "It's nothing," Mal answered curtly. "Look, I don't have time to talk. I'm working against a deadline. I've got a complicated project for my photography course." "Ooh, can I see it when it's done?" "Sure. You still got the same e-mail address?" "Yeah. So what is that?" She reached out and touched the strange cloth Mal was holding. It felt at the same time like fine silk, the wing of a butterfly, and the belly of a garter snake. It was a beautiful blue, but only showed its color where the light hit it straight on. "Careful, it's rare." "But what is it?" "It's a long story." He folded it up carefully and put it in a duffel bag with the rest of his things. After a few more pleasantries and dodged questions, Mal was off, and Rochelle was wondering if she had offended him. But mostly she was wondering about the cloth he had carried. Something about it utterly fascinated her from the instant her brain had registered the sensation of her fingertips touching it. That fascination was growing every second. But she hadn't lost sight of the destination where she'd been heading before she sighted Mal. A bunker-like cement building painted tan housed the public restrooms. Rochelle had much time to think as she stood in line. She'd gotten the impression Mal had just found the cloth. So if she could just backtrack the way she'd seen him coming, maybe she could find where he had gotten it, and what it was. Her obsession grew, her patience diminished, and soon she abandoned the slowly-moving line in favor of her quest. A strange feeling came upon her while she was making her way along the winding cliffside. She didn't know what it was, but it frightened as well as excited her. As she was rounding a bend, she caught sight of a triangular rock that jutted out of the ground like a tooth. The rock had been enough to catch her attention, but she could see something behind it, just peeking out of the edge. The girl's blood pressure jumped. That something was covered with blood. When she came in full view of the thing she had glimpsed, she put her hands over her mouth in shock. She didn't scream, or even gasp, but her eyes were wide and her tan skin was starting to turn white. In the sand lay a human corpse that had been skinned from head to toe. Every muscle was fully exposed for her to see. Tendons, ligaments, and even mammary glands could be spotted amongst the glistening red meat. The scavengers were keeping their distance. There was no pool of blood or stench of decay or any other sign of decomposition. It looked as clean as a freshly-butchered hog. This orderliness made the grisly sight even more unnerving to the faint-hearted young woman. But this horror was nothing compared to what came next. Just as Rochelle's rational mind was starting to kick in and she thought about whether she should go back and tell a lifeguard or call 911 right now, she saw the body move. Slowly, it sat up. Rochelle shrieked. When it was in an upright position, the stringy red eyelids on the skinless face opened to reveal a pair of blue eyes. Rochelle's screams were soon suppressed into squeaks and gasps as her breath left her. But she lost control of more than just her voice. Rochelle's bikini began to turn a darker shade of blue in a spot just behind where her thighs met. Her body wobbled as she tried to fight gravity and the loss of her strength and oxygen. The large navy blue spot reached forwards, backwards, and sideways, until it met the borders of the fabric and liquid began to run down her legs like streams of rainwater coursing over the lips of an overburdened gutter. The skinned fiend opened its mouth, revealing paradoxically white teeth, and spoke. "I have the same problem with this human body. Sometimes liquid leaks from between my legs." ------------------ When Rochelle sat up from the couch, she hoped it had all been a dream. It hadn't. There was a strange redhead in her apartment, wearing some of her spare clothes, staring at her with those creepy blue eyes. Rochelle hadn't really slept. It was late, but she wasn't counting on getting any sleep this night. She had just laid down to collect her wits, to get a grasp on this strange situation. But she had drifted into a sort of half-sleep, perhaps because her brain wanted to shut down and leave reality behind. "Your name is Rochelle Reincken, is it not?" the mysterious woman said. "I can't even remember if I introduced myself," Rochelle said. "What's your name, anyway?" "I can't seem to make the right sounds with this throat or these lips. But the name of my people is 'Selkie.' I heard your name when I was learning from you while you rested. I hope you don't mind. I was desperate to know things." "Learning from me?" asked Rochelle, squinting in confusion. "Listening to your thoughts. I thought I could learn enough to solve my problems. I heard very little in your mind, but I did pick out what I thought was your name." "Yeah, I'm Rochelle Reincken. Your problem is that you need your skin back, I understand that much...except you have skin now, so I guess I don't understand. God, this is all so crazy." "I have two more urgent problems, and I need to call upon your knowledge of the human body to determine how to solve them. The first problem is a pain I have here." She put her hand on her stomach. "I'm not surprised. In the last couple hours you've eaten a dead pelican, two fast food meals, including the paper the burgers were wrapped in, then I let you into my fridge...I'm kind of regretting that...and you ate four hard boiled eggs and eight raw eggs, all with the shells on, a head of lettuce, a dozen carrots, and a bowl of leftover chili, then I chased you out of the fridge and you ate a dozen bananas without peeling them or taking off the stickers, and probably every other piece of fruit around here. I just got groceries last night, too. "I need energy for my magic. Maintaining this false skin requires much magical energy. Don't worry about the ill effects of the things you say aren't edible. Even in this human body, I possess enough intrinsic magic to protect myself from poisons." "But my point is that's why you have a tummyache. Your stomach is too full. Don't worry about it. It will feel better as you digest your food...which I paid for." "I'm sorry if you are displeased, but I need false skin and a large magical reserve if I'm going to inconspicuously locate my skin and steal it back. "No offense, but that's not gonna work. There's nothing inconspicuous about you. When I brought you home, you didn't know what a door was. You didn't even understand clothes. How do you think you're going to function in human society without attracting unwanted attention?" "I don't know. But right now I have a more urgent problem." "Right, you did say two problems, didn't you?" "I have a second pain lower in the body. Not a pain so much as a...I think 'tingling' is the best word." "Hmm...Oh! I bet you have to pee." "That's the word you used when you spoke of the unwanted liquid outpouring that happened in your swimming clothes, is it not?" "Yeah, but don't go telling anybody I did that. You're probably getting that tingling because you have to pee, so I'll show you where the bathroom is." "I still don't understand 'pee' fully, and I don't understand 'bathroom' at all. All I know is that, when I take the form of my human ancestors for substantial lengths of time, I have problems with liquid pouring out of my body. Some of the other Selkies have had it happen too." Rochelle blushed. She really didn't want to explain. "How about you do that mind-reading thing to find out all about it? That'll be faster than using words, right?" "Yes, that should work." The fire-haired stranger put the palm of her cold hand on Rochelle's forehead. "Concentrate on the area of knowledge you want me to absorb." "This isn't working," Rochelle heard her say after a few moments. Are you thinking about the subject?" "Yeah." "I can't learn about it." "You sure?" Rochelle was dreading a verbal explanation. One of the reasons she never wanted to have children was to avoid having to potty train anyone. Now it looked like this strange being from the sea needed just such a lesson. "All I can really understand is that bathrooms are a place human females go to in pairs or groups. The rest of the subject eludes me. It's as if your mind is hiding it all behind a dark veil." Rochelle blushed again. She realized it must be because she was unconsciously censoring herself. This was a shameful subject, after all. "I guess I'll have to tell you. Follow me to the bathroom." Rochelle winced as she remembered. "Actually, the plumbing's been acting up. I can't trust the toilet to flush. I need to talk to the landlord about that again. In the meantime, we'll have to use the public bathroom on the first floor." "What is this 'bathroom'?" "It's the place where you can pee." "Can't I pee anywhere? You peed inside your swimming clothes on the beach." "You can but you shouldn't. So hold it." The woman held out her hands. "What do I need to hold?" "Your pee. Hold it inside." She put her hands inside her pants and gripped the flesh between her legs. "That won't help. Well, maybe it will, but don't do it when people are watching. At the very least, keep your hands outside of your clothes when you hold yourself." "The tingling is getting worse. What should I do?" "I don't know how to explain how to hold it in. But please figure out a way. We're going to the bathroom, and you need to stay dry until we get there." "Why does peeing happen? Why can't we control it?" "It happens because you drink liquids. They have to go somewhere." "I suppose. My skin is full of magic that benefits my body in many ways, so I never think much about how my organs work. I've never noticed peeing happening while in my skin." "Lucky you." As they left Rochelle's apartment, the strange woman asked, "Am I right to think it is taboo to let water pour out of you at any place except in the confines of a bathroom?" "Yes." "So what you did inside your swimming clothes is forbidden?" "Yes, but please don't mention it. And don't talk like this when you're not in my apartment. There could be people..." As if on cue, Rochelle saw someone headed down the hallway in the opposite direction. It was a tall man with dark skin, short black hair, and a friendly smile. "Hi, Ben." "Hey, Rochelle. Who's your friend?" "You may call me 'Selkie.' It would be most accurate." Rochelle blushed, but "Selkie" was clearly unaware she was saying anything strange or embarrassing. "I like the accent," Ben commented. "Where are you from?" "The Reykjanes Ridge." "Is that in Ireland?" "It's nearby." "So what are you doing here?" "Right now Rochelle Reincken and I are going to the bathroom together, as human females are wont to do." Ben didn't have anything to say to that. Rochelle wanted to scream, she was so embarrassed. "Let's go, Selkie," she said, and she fled from the embarrassing conversation as quickly as she could without making it obvious that she was running away. "It's the ascending room again," Selkie commented when they reached the elevator. "This is so intriguing." "It's called an elevator. It's going to take us down to where the bathrooms are." "How does it work?" "Don't worry about it. Actually, maybe you should. If you take your mind off your pee it should keep you from peeing your pants." "The peeing of pants is what you did on the beach, is it not?" "Yes, that's the right phrase. But don't mention that again. It's embarrassing." "Ah! Because you are ashamed of accidentally violating a taboo." "Yeah. I don't want to pee my pants, and neither should you. Nobody does." "Except inside a bathroom." "No! You don't pee your pants there either. You pee in a toilet." "A toilet is something inside a bathroom?" Rochelle relaxed her neck until her head bumped into the wall of the elevator. "This is going to be a hard lesson to teach," she muttered to herself. On the ground floor, they walked to the lobby where the closest restrooms were. "Just keep remembering you don't want to pee your pants under any circumstances," Rochelle whispered. "You take them off first." Selkie reached for the fly of her jeans. "No! Not now!" When inside the bathroom, Selkie again tried to take off her pants, but Rochelle again stopped her. Someone at the sink noticed this happening in the mirror, and turned around in puzzlement. "Hi, Rochelle!" said the perky blonde. "Oh, hi, Jenna," Rochelle said, again wanting to wince. "God, I didn't know you still lived here! I haven't seen you in ages." "Yeah, I'm working some crazy hours these days." "Please tell me what to do soon," Selkie said. Rochelle noticed she was now holding her crotch. "Don't do that," she snapped. "I have to. I'm very close to peeing my pants." "What?!? Jenna exclaimed." "This is my friend Selkie. We're coming back from a little girls' night out, and she had too much to drink." "Yes, I drank very much, it has to go somewhere." "You're in trouble, then," Jenna remarked with a laugh. "All the stalls are taken." "Just my luck!" Rochelle bemoaned. "Are there toilets inside the stalls?" Selkie asked. "Why don't you just go in the men's room? That's what I always do in a situation like this. It's never full." "I can't take Selkie into the men's bathroom! She's too innocent!" "Huh?" "I don't want to be in there with guys. She doesn't know how to handle herself." "I don't?" "No, you don't." Jenna gave Rochelle a quizzical look. "Please take me somewhere where I can pee without breaking a taboo, Rochelle Reincken," Selkie said. "Fine, we'll go to the men's room," Rochelle said. She couldn't say no to those big blue pleading eyes. "I'll watch the door for you," Jenna volunteered. "I don't think any guys'll mind waiting for you. Especially if they see how cute you are." Inside the empty men's room, Rochelle began to lecture Selkie. "Take your pants down to your knees and sit down." Selkie obliged, and Rochelle cradled her head in her hands and groaned. "Selkie, that's not a toilet," she said in a pained voice. "That's a sink." The redhead lifted her rear end out of the sink and prepared to hop down. But the countertop around the sink was wet, and her hands and legs slipped. She flew sideways and landed bottom-first on the tile floor. "I peed," Selkie announced. Indeed, there was a puddle growing around her. But it was worse than just that. "You didn't pull down your underwear," Rochelle said, once again burying her face in her hands. "You only mentioned the pants. Will I be punished now?" "No." "Later, then?" "Don't worry about it. Nobody here will punish you for peeing your pants." "But it is a taboo, is it not?" "Yes, but it's not a law." "Then how is it enforced?" "It's hard to explain. Just don't worry about anyone around here punishing you." "I feel excellent." "What?!? Why?" "The peeing felt good, because it removed the tingling pain. My human body is now devoid of bad feelings. Correction: The two lumps of flesh just above the tops of my legs are sore." "Get up. I'll show you how to use a toilet, for future reference." Rochelle helped Selkie off the floor, and she pulled up her jeans. The seat of her pants was already soaked, and the front began to darken as well when the denim came into contact with the wet panties. "The pee is pleasantly warm," Selkie commented with a smile. "It feels like blood, but I am uninjured." "Here's what to do next time," Rochelle said. She was in a stall with the door left wide open. She loosened her belt buckle, unbuttoned and unzipped her faded hip-hugging jeans, and pulled them down to her knees. Then she did the same with her lime green cotton hipsters. "You sit down on the toilet like this, after making sure the seat is down." "But the seat is up." "That's the lid. It's different." "Why is there both a lid and a seat?" "Don't worry about it. You sit down and you let go of your pee." Rochelle spurted and sputtered. It was a little hard to get going while Selkie was watching and scrutinizing with wide blue eyes. But she managed to initiate the stream, which continued until she was almost empty. After a few squirt gun-like blasts to the inside of the bowl, her bladder was fully voided. "Your pee isn't nearly as yellow as mine," Selkie observed "It's different colors at different times. I'm not sure why." "Why have you never inquired or researched the different pee colors?" "Because it's taboo. We don't talk about it." "Don't you have to talk about it?" "Sometimes. But we prefer to avoid it. Just like we prefer to avoid peeing our pants." "That is why you wish to avoid talking about your peeing in your swimming clothes, is it not?" "Yes! Don't talk about it again!" Rochelle scolded for what felt like the hundredth time. Then she returned to the lesson. "Now that I've peed in the toilet, I wipe the extra pee off my body so it doesn't get my clothes wet." She got some toilet paper and dabbed at her wet parts. "Then I flush the pee along with the paper." "Where does all that water and pee and paper go?" "Into a lot of pipes." "Where do the pipes go?" "Why do you ask so many questions?" "I want to learn about the dry world so I can go about in it long enough to recover my skin. My life depends on it." For the first time, Rochelle felt truly sad for Selkie. "What happens if you can't get your skin back?" "I won't be able to breathe underwater, so I won't be able to go home. If I stay away from the sea for too long, my magic will drain away. No amount of food can help that. When I have no magic, my tissues will no longer be able to stay together without skin, and my organs will fail. I will die." "We'll go up to my room and get started right away," Rochelle said forcefully as she pulled up her pants. "You'll learn from my mind, and with that knowledge we can make a plan." "I can also teach you from my mind." "Great! I know how to find the person who took your skin, and I'm sure we can get it back from him without betraying your people's secret. How long can you live without your skin, anyway?" "I don't know. No Selkie has had to die that way for centuries." "And you won't die that way, either. I may not understand the situation, but I know I won't let that happen to you." When Rochelle exited the bathroom, she realized she had forgotten another situation. Jenna was still waiting outside, as were a trio of college-age boys. Rochelle could see each one of their faces light up as they saw a pair of beautiful girls their age and a chance to talk to them. It was also obvious when each one noticed Selkie's wet spot. "Thanks for waiting, guys," Rochelle said. Sorry about that. "No problem," one of the boys said. "Are you all right?" Jenna asked Selkie as everyone around pretended not to stare at her wet spot. "No. I peed my pants." "She'll be all right," Rochelle assured. "Now we're going back to Rochelle Reincken's room," Selkie continued, "where she will punish me." Rochelle hastily led Selkie to the stairs. "Why aren't we taking the box that ascends and descends?" the confused girl asked. "We might run into people there, and I don't want to share an elevator with them and have to explain our situation. So we'll take the stairs, where there are less people. By the way, I'm not going to punish you for peeing your pants. I thought I already made that clear." "You said no one down there would punish me. I thought you were reserving that duty for yourself." "No. You won't be punished at all." "I feel wonderful!" "I wish I did." "These 'stairs' are a lot of work to climb," Selkie commented after making it up two flights. "I wish I could swim up to the floor where your room is." "I don't know what to tell you. You'll have to get used to using your legs." "Legs are fun to use every so often, but I wouldn't want to have to depend on them all the time." On the sixth floor they again encountered Rochelle's friend Ben. Selkie spoke before Rochelle could say anything. "I see you're staring at my pants. I wet them because my journey to a toilet was delayed. But don't worry about me; I will receive no punishment." Ben looked at her dumbfounded. Not knowing what to do, Selkie smiled. Rochelle led the girl away from the boy, all the while suppressing the urge to chomp down on her own hand. Back in the privacy of her apartment the two fared better. From Rochelle, Selkie learned about things like cars, makeup, and money. What she needed to know to get around in this world of dry land. Rochelle, in turn, learned about the Selkies. Their ancestors were strange sea monsters who took human brides. Magic allowed the women to live in the dark undersea abode, where their descendants now live in happiness. But female Selkies take after their ancestral mothers, and have an inborn homesickness for the land above. To this day, they take excursions to deserted shores, slough off the inconvenient skins that contain their gills and most of their magical attributes, and enjoy the land and air and Sun. They can do this because their bodies under their skin can be reshaped into the ancestral form, and they have enough magic residing within themselves to fashion temporary false skins that make them look and feel even more human. But their skins are essential to them. They protect them from drowning, disease, the blindness they would otherwise have so deep underwater, and the ill effects of high water pressure. They also, Rochelle could infer, protect them from the need to urinate and defecate. And so Selkies think nothing more of their food once they have swallowed it. Even though a Selkie's skin is so important, this Selkie had become so intoxicated by the feeling of being on land that she hadn't kept an eye on it. Then, when it was time to follow her older sisters back home, she couldn't find it, and realized a land-dwelling person or thing must have crept in and stolen it away. "My mind is spinning," Rochelle said once the two were done sharing their thoughts. "There's so much to take in. I know I said we would draw up a plan tonight, but I'm exhausted. Physically and mentally. I'm going to try to get some sleep, although that's probably impossible." "You have trouble sleeping?" Selkie asked, sounding concerned. "Not normally, but my mind is racing right now. I've been through so much today." "You should rest." "I'll try." "Here," Selkie said, coming close to Rochelle. "I know a trick that will help you." ------------------ It was a beautiful morning, and Selkie was so glad she was up here where she could see the Sun shining down on the Earth. She got out of bed and stretched, as if she were coming out of her skin. How she longed to have that skin back. Still, this body had definite plusses. She felt one of the minuses instantly, but knew how to remedy it. She got dressed, took the elevator down to the ground floor, greeting Rochelle's friends and acquaintances as she met them, and made her way to the bathroom. She followed Rochelle's directions perfectly this time, pulling down both her panties and her pants, and sitting on the toilet's seat even though it hurt her sore buttocks. She only deviated from the instructions by letting out a moan of satisfaction as the urine was released from her aching bladder. She covered her mouth, and felt shameful for doing something that seemed like it should be a taboo. If she had known a little more, or been able to read human expressions better, she would have known that leaving the stall door open was also taboo. But none of the women who saw her sitting there said anything, so how could she know? When she was done, she wiped herself, stared in amazement as the toilet flushed, pulled back up her panties and pants, and washed her hands. Back up in Rochelle's room, she got some things together, then went to the bathroom to get herself ready for her meeting with Malford Poynter today. She had learned enough from Rochelle's mind to feel confident that she could solve this problem. There was the other, minor problem of the pain she felt in her lower abdomen, but she wasn't worried about that. Her knowledge from Rochelle told her what implements were located in which drawers, and what most of the things in the medicine cabinet were. She knew how to apply makeup, fix hair, and do everything else she needed to look pretty. But she knew she didn't need much. She had a beautiful face with silky brown hair, and her own blue eyes worked well in the ensemble. Before turning the light off, Selkie glanced at the bathtub. There, half-submerged in red-tinted water, lay what was left of Rochelle Reincken. "Thanks for everything."
  6. Sharing a Toilet?

    Heyy everyone!! So I was recently browsing omo-/pee-related stuff and came across a video of a guy and girl simultaneously using the same toilet and thought it was suuuuuper hot! Have any of you ever tried this? The one I came across had the woman sitting with her legs spread and the man standing and aiming his stream between her thighs. I'd love to hear if any of you have tried this (or maybe even reversed the roles?! ) #RelationshipGoals
  7. I have a video from a commercial and would like someone to private message me for the details I want in a story in relation to the commercial. I want someone to watch the commercial and then use the details to make a fiction story. So if you want to do message me first for the details I want. in exchange I'll do any story you want for you. Here's the commercial:
  8. Swan toilets in anime drawings?

    Recently i've seen a lot of anime drawings with a girl peeing in a swan toilet. One is a manga called the stages of desperation where a young girl appears to be asking the artist for a toilet. He then offers her a swan toilet which she appears to be insulted by and refuses to go. She gets more and more desperate until she eventually uses the swan. Its called "stages of desperation" Does anyone know what the deal with swan toilets are? What are they actually for?
  9. MMD Touhou Girls Need to pee

    Version 1.2.0

    444 downloads

    So have I said, so I have delivered. I now present you all with two more animations that I have made. So this download has two animations. One is called "Shangai Needs the Potty" which is mostly a test animation of me trying to work with the physics a bit with models and long skirts; as well as practicing with walking cycles. The story of this animation is Shangai has drank too much juice and suddenly desperately needs to go to the bathroom. Alice of course does not notice right away and by the time she does, Shangai is at the edge of bursting. She gets her to the toilet; only to find someone else in there. This animation is entirely a test animation with some proofs of concept for me. While there is an element of polish to it, it is mostly me testing things out. In addition, I really hated the model of Alice that I used for it, but I didn't have any other leads on good ones at the time. The skirt was especially annoying to deal with since there was no way to adjust it; and she did not have a Null 00 bone so I had to be very creative in moving the damn model. I didn't want to fix it entirely since to do so would involve removal of the Alice model and using her motion data...which I will do at some point but not now. Because it is mostly a test animation, there is no sound to that video. But don't worry...that's not the main event. The actual video uploaded is called "Touhou girls have to pee." That animation is an application of the things I was testing out. The plot is pretty much the plot of this old Japanese toilet training video that I saw awhile back called "Pants Pankuro," as I wanted to do something more cute than normal. For this video, I ripped an AVI of it and converted it so MMD could visually display it in the animation. From there, I used half motion trace, half my own creativity to recreate the episode using the Touhou girls. It is also a sequel in a sense to the test animation...which will you notice when you watch from beginning to end. The audio used in the video is the audio from the episode. Be sure you watch Shangai Needs the Potty first before Touhou girls need to pee. Anyway...here they are as promised. I have two other animations coming in...one cute...one a bit more on the usual content here. CREDITS Both Stages by: MMD3DCGParts Marisa Model: TsukiChanP Alice model (Test version): Unknown...don't remember where I got it Alice model (Video version): GIzattemasuka Panties: amiamy111 Momyji Model: えと (Important to note this user did not make it, but was hosting it) Bottle by Shangai: Ayame0126 Book model: Kitory-and-Akuma Shanghai doll model: BowlRoll アカウント Bathroom: Reseliee Pee effect by E教授: 水/液体/流体シミュレーションver2.0

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  10. Warning: Contains discussion of pooping. So I don't recall seeing a thread on this for a while (if at all) and so I wanted to start one to discuss something that happened to me the other day. I've been spending a lot of time around the house, writing post-doc applications and looking for work, while my hubbie is out 'tearing the mask off of the universe' (or some other such sciencey stuff), and I've had a chance to do some solo pee-play, holds, and all sorts of naughty things that girls are want to get up to when they are left alone for too long. I'll save my other naughty activities for other posts and some experiences I'm drafting, but in this thread I wanted to ask people about holding. So the other day I decided to do a long hold, and started after my morning pee and breakfast tea. I sat down and surfed the web while steadily working my way through two pots of green tea. I was a little jittery and getting increasingly desperate when I started to feel the need to go poo as well. It became very urgent very fast (likely the result of some enema naughtiness earlier the day before), and I knew I could not hold it (or had no interest in holding it) long enough to outlast my bladder. And so I was in the difficult situation of wanting to empty my bowels while still holding my bladder. First what happened and then my questions and points for discussion. So I was wearing PJs, normal bikini panties, comfy socks on my bottom and I opted to try to go poo while still holding my pee. Now I've certainly done the opposite, namely going pee while holding in my poo (when popping a squat in the woods or in nasty public washrooms, etc.), but I can't recall ever trying this seriously. I know that when I go poo, my lower muscles always relax and I pee a little as well, even if I don't need to go at all, a little always comes out. So I hurry to the washroom and as there isn't much time, I pull down my bottoms and sit on the toilet. Almost immediately my body wants me to release my pee and I can feel it almost coming out. I bear down and hold everything in for another few seconds while contemplating my options. Seeing nothing else for it, I clench my PC muscles as hard as I can, and shove two fingers right up against my urethra, pressing in hard as back up. I then try to push the poo out as fast as possible as I can feel the sharp pressing on my front side, and know that the longer I stay relaxed to poop, the hard it will be to hold in my pee. I push in the back and everything starts coming out fine, but I can't hold it in the front, it's like my body can only open both doors, not one selectively. My better efforts to control my urethral sphincter fail and pee starts coming out, and because I'm pushing so hard in the back, the pee comes out really fast and hard. It hits my fingers and splashes everywhere, like a little mini-pee explosion. I had pee all over my thighs, the toilet seat, up my belly, on the floor, in my panties, over my pants. Everywhere but my socks which were shielded by my PJ bottoms. I didn't bare down for long, as it stung really badly and I clearly didn't want to get pee splashing everywhere. I must have splashed pee over everything for a good 2 seconds, before I clenched up again. I of course removed my fingers as soon as I could, thought they were there for the full 2 second pee explosion. At this stage the majority of poop was out of my system, I stopped baring down, and took a few seconds to get my bladder under control, and set about wiping myself and the corner of my bathroom down. In the end, while struggling to get my pee under control mid-stream (something I'm not very good at, at all), I had emptied about 1/3 of my bladder. In the end this meant I could hold a little longer and I still had plenty of fun, but it meant drinking another mug of tea and delaying things considerably. And so, with that preamble, I put the following questions to the forum: 1) Are you able to poop when you are desperate to pee, without peeing? 2) To our more physiology-oriented folk, is this a physical thing? I don't understand well how all the muscles work down there, could someone explain why this is? 3) Any ideas, thoughts or past experiences on how one might poop without peeing while desperate? Looking forward to hearing people's thoughts and hope you all have a great weekend.
  11. Version 1.0.0

    716 downloads

    A girl wets her skirt outside of the toilet.

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  12. View File Girl wets her skirt outside of toilet A girl wets her skirt outside of the toilet. Submitter MKFan200 Submitted 08/17/2017 Category Desperation Clothing Skirt  
  13. CAT-349

    Version 1.0.0

    925 downloads

    A series of women in front of bathroom doors wetting themselves. I know nothing about this file aside from the name CAT-346.

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  14. [Female] CAT-349

    View File CAT-349 A series of women in front of bathroom doors wetting themselves. I know nothing about this file aside from the name CAT-346. Submitter MKFan200 Submitted 07/28/2017 Category Desperation Clothing Skirt  
  15. Version 1.0.0

    537 downloads

    Just noticed there was aprox ~4 mins long "To bonus scene" for 0 points so I "bought" it.

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  16. I am looking for this clip of Asian woman desperate to use a toilet in a small shop and loosing control and flooding their panties as they enter the toilet. https://messytube.com/video/panties-piss-accident-46.html Would anyone have the download for the full video that could share it with us. That would be much appreciated.
  17. JAV - OL Toilet Peeing

    Version 1.0.0

    186 downloads

    An hour of office ladies peeing in a toilet. Censored, but nudity. Enjoy! Rach http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties

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  18. female JAV - OL Toilet Peeing

    View File JAV - OL Toilet Peeing An hour of office ladies peeing in a toilet. Censored, but nudity. Enjoy! Rach http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 07/01/2017 Category Peeing  
  19. Yeah as the title says, I'm looking for videos of girls having to use potties to pee in, training ones any kind. I've already seen those somewhat terrible ones from messydiaperpunishment, that website that lives up to its title to an exact letter. And that weird japanese gameshow where they used potties at the end. Otherwise I've only found a few low quality subpar stuff that turned out to be more gross than anything... Anyone able to help?
  20. Kirino Wetting And messing herself 1 Of 2

    From the album Some of my pics

    -Let me in right now!!! I have to use the toilet or I am going to piss and shit myself here!!!!-
  21. female Huge Jade sample pack

    View File Huge Jade sample pack 15 samples of Japanese wetting videos from Jade-net-home, downloaded using the useragent exploit. Submitter KubaAseph Submitted 06/26/2017 Category Desperation Clothing  
  22. Huge Jade sample pack

    Version 1.0.0

    3,320 downloads

    15 samples of Japanese wetting videos from Jade-net-home, downloaded using the useragent exploit.

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  23. 3D Toilet Spy -

    Version 1.0.0

    1,554 downloads

    Hey guys! Ive had this for a while now and just remembered about it so I thought id share it :) It's pretty short and it's made with the Unity engine. It features three girls you get to pick from and watch use the toilet, there's also a bunch of camera angles you can choose from too :3 Enjoy!

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  24. pee-wipe-pee-wipe?

    Well im not sure if this question is right here, but i hope it is. I recently realized that many/some girls pee then wipe (or not wipe and pull up panties or go a few steps), and then pee a second time (or even 3rd .. ). Does some1 here pee a second time shortly after having finished? (male aswell) Why do you do that? I know.. kinda weird question, but thanks ;P
  25. Version 21.37

    702 downloads

    My first file downloaded with ffmpeg. Actually not exactly, as one done with ffmpeg still sits deep in virtual machine and suffers from lack of "use desktop mode" button on this site (or at least upload ability from mobile version). So after all this messing with Ubuntu I realized that it can be long-clicked from phone (and probably also mobile user agent on desktop). About the video - it's a sample of an official sequel of DLSL-036. And it's much much better than original. Althrough I feel like this toilet is soon going to be as popular as That Pool :P

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