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  1. Matilda the Bear By Horatio Husky Commission for ArtMckinley Chapter I. Matilda inhaled deeply, closing her eyes as the night air of the forest filled her spirit lungs and nostrils with a sweet, damp scent. The leaves and branches crunched satisfyingly underneath her large foot paws as she walked along her usual midnight stroll, the bottom of her dress billowing beneath her but above the dew covered grass, keeping itself away from its moisture. The being had dressed herself in a maternal looking apron on top of her dress, resembling the image of a motherly caretaker from decades past. She always had a habit of taking a while to catch up to modern fashions, and enjoyed staying a little behind in the times. Her figure was still intimidating despite her motherly appearance, long brown hair, a towering height of well over seven feet, and as with most females bear spirits she bore heavy set breasts and large arms and legs. As a spirit, however, she wasn’t bothered by her appearance, and fully embraced her largeness with a positive personality. Not to mention, she had other worries than how she looked. Her concerns were with the locals and their relation to the forest, keeping sure that each stayed where they belonged and didn’t bother each other too much. That’s when the car with its brights on and music blaring decided to park by the side of the road bordering the forest, her ears perked up, and she followed the source of the noise. Goodness me! If this is Tom again getting home late and drunk his wife isn’t the only one that is going to have strong words with him, she thought to herself annoyedly, remembering how one of the locals had a bad habit of drinking and driving, and how on multiple occasions she had to nurse him back to health herself. The distinct smell of booze was in the air as she approached, her sensitive nostrils picking up a few other choice scents as she drew closer. Are those teenagers out again sleeping with each other away from their parents? Goodness me the youth today truly are shameless! At last she stood next to the car by the passenger side window, she leaned over and peeked inside. Much to her horror, the scene before her was uglier than any she had seen before. Covered in sweat and runny make-up a girl who looked to be in her early twenties lay in the driver’s seat, her breath reeking of alcohol as she moaned to herself loudly, her right hand stuck in the front of her pants working its way in and out of what Matilda presumed to be her unspeakables. Several black highlights were present in her dirty blonde hair, and she was clad in what was in Matilda’s opinion, “Scant, modern rags.” “What do you think you’re doing, young lady? Do you know what time it is? And goodness gracious, do you have any idea how naughty this behavior is! Drunk and touching yourself in the middle of the forest, tsk tsk. You do know that it's a school night and the squirrel kids have to be up bright and early to go to their nut-gathering classes! And don’t even get me started on the birds and worms!” The young woman started at first, turning to gaze at the forest spirit and narrowing her eyes, having difficulty focusing on her blacked out state. Suddenly comprehension dawned on her incapacitated state of mind, and she let out a yelp. “BEAR! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP THERE’S A BEAR OUTSIDE MY WINDOW!” She fumbled with her keys to get them into the ignition, but Matilda was too quick for her. “You’re not going anywhere tonight young lady, you’re coming with me!” Before she realized what was happening, the bear had walked around the front of the car, opened the driver’s seat, and gently extricated the young lady from her car. Cradling her gently in her arms, she entered into a brisk walk back into the forest towards her home, the young lady blinking and trying to come to her senses while the world spun around her. “L-let me go! I don’t want to be eaten! W-why are you talking anyway… What are you… You’re a bear!” The young woman’s words slurred, which only added to Matilda’s disapproval, “Your behavior is absolutely inappropriate, young lady, a fine thing such as yourself has so much more potential in this world. Ladies like you should be in school learning to make the world a better place, not ravaging through drink and self-indulgence! And if not school you should be finding yourself a husband or wife! This really doesn’t suit you.” The young woman was now utterly confused. Why is this bear talking to me like she’s my mom? Did somebody slip something into my drink and now I’m hallucinating? Before long the party of two had arrived at Matilda’s cottage, a humble looking abode with smoke coming out of a chimney in the back and a comfortable looking porch in the front. “Let’s get you cleaned up now and perhaps something warm in your stomach, if it can handle it. How does that sound, kitten?” ‘Kitten’ blinked her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing. The inside of the cottage looked nothing like she expected it too. They hadn’t entered a one room building like she expected, but they were now standing in the front hallway of what looked to be quite a large house. As her blurry vision cleared slightly, she saw a staircase leading up to a second floor, and several rooms connecting to each other on the first floor including a kitchen, living room, and what she presumed to be a dining room. “How… What… Wh-” “Hush now dearest, we need to get you cleaned up and in your crib! It’s way past your bed-time.” The young lady was now utterly confused, and almost completely convinced that what she was experiencing was either a hallucination or a drunkenly induced dream. “I’m never drinking again…” she muttered to herself, rather unconvincingly. “Well that’s a start at least! There’s plenty of other things I’ll be training out of you, but that's the one that’s definitely near the top of the list!” After wiping her foot-paws on the rug near the front of the door and locking the door behind her, the bear carried her charge up the stairs of her home and turned a corner, leading them into a white, spacious bathroom. Patterns of smiling ducks, sailors, and beach animals decorated the walls, and a large bathtub in the corner decorated the interior of the bathroom space. Before she had time to marvel at how clean and pristine the bear kept the place looking, Kitten found the bear was now tugging at her clothing, stripping her down naked. “What are you doing!? D-don’t take my clothes off!” The bear stopped for a moment, a patient expression on her muzzle as she set the girl down on the counter. Adopting a chiding tone, she explained, “Now now little one, I can’t get you cleaned up if you’re still wearing all this icky clothing! Not to mention they’re not fit for somebody as pretty as you. Be good now!” She shook her head, still protesting, “Stop touching my clothes you stupid bitch, I told you I didn’t want your help!” Suddenly the world shifted and turned almost upside down. Before she knew it, she was lying stomach down in the bear’s lap. “What are you- OWW!” Whap! went Matilda’s paw as she spanked her charge’s now exposed behind. She cried out, much to her own surprise as tears poured down her cheeks. Matilda tutted under her breath and continued to rhythmically deliver punishment onto her kitten’s behind. “Now look what I have to do, I don’t like giving spankings but you have simply given me no choice. I bet your mother would not approve of the potty mouth that you have developed either!” At this point the girl was now sobbing, snot coming out of her nostrils as the tears further smudged her already spread make-up. Matilda’s ears perked up, as she heard the human mutter and babble out what sounded like a pitiful apology. She quirked an eyebrow, and paused a little longer before she delivered the next smack on the quickly reddening cheeks of her charge. Well that was quick… She seems to be pretty malleable in this state… Hmm… Perhaps…? Speaking in a clear voice, she paused after her 19th spank and addressed the pitiful looking girl in her lap in an authoritative tone. “Now then, are you going to be speaking like that to Mama Bear ever again? Or do I have to show you more of what girls with potty mouths get?” Practically blubbering, the young woman shook her head and managed to stammer out, “N-no… I’m not going to s-speak like that to you again… P-promise!” She spoke, her words intermixed with hiccups and shaking sobs. Matilda realized that she was barely lucid as she lay completely still and limp in her lap, unable to resist the punishment that she had been delivering on her bare behind. She continued, maintaining the same dominating tone of voice as she further chastised, “I thought so! Drinking and touching yourself and staying out late at night, not to mention driving under the influence! You’ve been a very, very naughty girl and you’re going to get even more spanking if you keep this up! You’re lucky I’m letting you off tonight because you’re tired and probably are in great need of a bath and a good night’s sleep! Are you going to behave for me while I clean you up, young lady?” Nodding emphatically, the girl continued to sob and pant in Matilda’s lap. Matilda gently lifted her charge up and laid her head against her shoulder, standing up and supporting her underneath her bottom as she did so. “Now then, let’s get you cleaned up shall we?” Gently carrying her over to the bathtub she deposited her inside, turning the water on and tugging off the young woman’s shirt, the last of the clothing that she had been wearing. “Now, what should we call you?” Matilda mused to herself out loud, as she turned on the warm water and adjusted the girl’s body into a rough sitting position, pouring some shampoo into the water as it began to rise up around her legs. “Hmm… I think Annie would suit you quite nicely, don’t you think so dear?” Annie’s eyes fluttered in response, and she groaned softly, her brow furrowing in a contorted, pained expression. A second trickle sounded in the air, and Matilda quickly realized that her blacked out charge was now adding her own urine to the bathwater. “Goodness me! It’s a good thing we got you in the bath before you soiled yourself! We’re going to have to do something about that if you’re going to be sleeping on my bed sheets! Now, I should still have the nursery set up.” Turning off the faucets she drained the bath before turning on the hot water once more. Retrieving a large rag she dipped it into the steaming water and started to gently wash the girl’s body, holding her various limbs and taking great care that her washing felt soft and gentle. The bear began to hum a tune under her breath as she worked away, speaking softly and cooing over Annie as she washed the make-up from her face and dabbed at her sensitive bits, ensuring that she was clean from top to bottom. “That should do it, all squeaky clean! Let’s get you dried then.” She turned off the water and pulled the plug, letting the bathwater and soap suds swirl away as she picked Annie up and out of the tub, laying her down on a towel she had spread on the bathroom floor. Annie could barely comprehend what was happening to her as Matilda ruffled her short, tomboyish hair in a towel and wrapped her up in the one she was laying on. Satisfied that she was dry, the bear scooped her up, still wrapped in the towel and carried her out of the bathroom. Walking down the hallway she took a left before she entered a room that Annie thought must have been a figment of her imagination. It looked like a regular nursery, except every piece of furniture, toys, and even the diapers beneath the changing table seemed to be oversized. Annie blinked twice, her vision still blurry, and a singular thought bubbled up to the surface of her drunken mind, “I crashed my car, hit my head, and now I’m seeing things…”
  2. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
  3. I’ll start with a little preface. I’ve never really written any fiction or fantasies on here before until lastnight. I had actually originally posted this as a response on the omo fantasies thread under omo general. It really was a lot for a simple response on a thread and I also wanted to add more to it so I felt it may be a little more fitting to put this here. I may not be the best with this, I’m usually writing about first hand experiences but this one was just too good not to share so excuse my lack of writing abilities! For me, one of my biggest fantasies would be to spend the evening out on the slopes drinking and having a good time with a lady friend. Then have it devolve into us both wetting our pants together and discovering that she’s very much into it so here’s a little outline of how I imagine it all playing out. I meet a nice girl at the local coffee shop and we end up talking quite a bit. She’s super cute and we really hit it off. It turns out we both love being outdoors, hiking and snowboarding so we decide to meet up in the afternoon at the local ski resort for a night out on the slopes. We end up having a great time taking majestic pow runs through the woods all day and drinking beers on the lift, popping back in to the lodge frequently to use the bathroom and grab drinks at the bar. We take some runs with some of our friends for a bit before we all have a beer together in the parking lot and they go off they’re separate ways. By this point i have a slight urge to pee but know I can always duck off behind a tree on the way down so it’s not a big deal to me. I ask if she wants to run inside quick before we go back up but given how crowded and busy it looks down at the lodge, combined with the short lift line she says “it’s all good, let’s take another run and go back after” Fast forward about 20 minutes. The lift operator seemed to be having some minor issues with the lift and it stopped inexplicably about 3 times, a few minutes at a time, while we were in line to get on. I had felt my urge to pee grow considerably during that time but we had finally made it on the lift and were on our way up. By this time It’s after dark and we both have a nice little buzz going when the lift suddenly stops about halfway up the mountain. There’s no one on the chairs in front of us or behind us and we both have to pee pretty bad but have been trying to stay strong and not show it, so neither of us knows how bad the other has to go. Ten minutes go by and we see a bunch of workers on snowmobiles heading down towards the bottom of the lift and it seems pretty evident to us both that they’re having some technical problems and we may be stuck there for a bit until they can get it going. By this point I’m clenching my thighs together and wiggling my toes in my boots but making my best effort to not show how bad I really have to go. We chat and joke about the situation and I start to notice she’s squirming around a little but I pretend not to notice. A few minutes later a ski patroller is skiing down the mountain below us and she yells down to him nervously asking how long he thinks it will be until we’re moving again. He tells us to be patient and that they will hopefully have us going again in a few minutes. By this point I’m already doing the math in my head, knowing it’s still another ten minute ride up once the lift starts going again. I look over at her and she’s visibly squirming and bouncing in her seat. I reassure her it’s no big deal, these things happen sometimes and she tells me she understands that, she just has to pee sooo bad. She looks down at my legs and back up at me and asks if I do too because she thought she saw me fidgeting and squirming a little. I tell her I actually do have to piss incredibly bad and joke that if it takes any longer my eyeballs will start floating. By this time we’re both squirming around desperately and unable to really say too much. Another 5 minutes pass and she tells me she’s afraid she’s going to pee her pants and I jokingly tell her “I hope your snowpants are waterproof!” We both laugh and she says “well this isn’t exactly how I expected I’d be testing that”. By this point I’m absolutely desperate and can’t stop squirming around and she appears to be in the same situation. I ask her what she thinks about the logistics of me trying to get my snowboard off and hand it to her while I pull myself up onto the chairlift seat, stand up and just pull it out right there and piss off the lift. She tells me “that’s not fair!, you want me to hold your board for you while I probably pee my pants and you get to enjoy the sweet relief of peeing off the lift?!. No way, If I take my hands out of my crotch I think I’ll pee right here!”. So I tell her playfully “ Ohhhhh! I see how it is! If you’re not making it off this lift dry then you’re gonna make damn sure I don’t get to either huh?” and we both share a little laugh. She stops squirming for a minute and grabs my hand, moans and says “help me hold it” as she pulls my hand between her legs. I press firmly as she bounces and squirms. I can’t stop moving my legs back and and forth and wiggling my toes as I feel the little bursts of warmth as the first couple leaks spurt out and soak in to my pants.Neither of us say a word to eachother. By this point we’re both concentrating every ounce of our being into not peeing. I can’t help but wonder if she’s been leaking too when suddenly the chairlift comes back to life and gives our chair a slight jolt as we begin moving again. She immediately gasps and looks me dead in the eye as she smiles in ecstatic relief. Right about the time I notice the outer shell of her snowpants growing warmer to the touch and I hear a subtle hiss emanating from within her snowpants. As I continue to squirm in desperation she moans “oh my god, it feels AMAZING , it’s so warm!” She giggles and looks down at my crotch as I squirm around. She puts her hand between my legs and while looking me in the eye and asks “are you leaking yet?”. I can’t even speak, I just nod and while still holding her hand between my legs she says “ it’s okay, just go, it’s not like you’re going to make it anyways, you’re already leaking. It’s over. Just. Relax.” I immediately relax and start flooding my pants. I feel it pooling up across my lap and overflowing back down over my hips as the enormous flow of warmth just spreads everywhere. I’m sure the look of relief in my eyes was impossible to hide at that point. She suddenly giggles and says “ohhhh, I can feel it getting warmmmm!! You’re wetting your pants aren’t you?!!” I laugh and say” I’m sorry, I just couldn’t hold it any longer!! You really weren’t kidding about this being warm!”. She smiles while looking me in the eye and pulls my hand over to the waistband of her pants. She guides my hand down into her warm, steaming wet pants and undoes her button for me before reaching over and unbuttoning my pants too and sliding her hand in. She squirms as I rub her hot, soaking wet pussy while she grabs my rock hard cock inside my soaked snowpants. We bring eachother to orgasm within a few short minutes, leaving us just enough time to get our pants buttoned back up before riding off the lift..... To be continued... Part Two. As we stand up and disembark the chairlift I feel the warmth begin to spread further down my legs like a nice warm blanket wrapping itself around my entire lower body. I can’t help but imagine she’s feeling a similar sensation. We briefly discuss which trail to take on our next run and she gives me a little smile and wink as she takes off down the mountain ahead of me. I follow her in to a dimly lit little patch of woods between a few trails about halfway down the mountain and we both stop just barely out of sight from the trail. She turns around and pats her butt in her snowpants and asks “ how do I look, can you tell I just pissed myself?” I flip on my cell phone light and and determine there’s not even the slightest hint of a wet patch to be seen. She giggles and says “ I feel like I just peed in a diaper or something” I ask how I look and she tells me I’m dry on the outside as well. I ask if she’s getting cold or anything to which she replies no. She tells me it still feels really warm and asks if I’ve still got my chairlift beer in my pocket as she pulls her beer can from her coat pocket. I had almost completely forgotten that I had mine in my pocket still. Considering our prior situation, drinking anything was the last thing on my mind at the time. We both crack our beers open and she gives me a little cheers and a wink before we both sit down in the snow and drink our beers fairly quickly. We talk a little about what to do going forward and agree we’re both warm enough for a couple more runs but that maybe we should grab a water at the lodge quick first. We were going to be leaving in the next hour or two and figured it would be a good idea to burn off the slight buzz we had beforehand. We enjoy the rest of our ride down to the lodge and head inside. Once down we go in and each grab a water bottle and strike up a conversation with a few friends. I don’t about her, but I felt so incredibly naughty just standing there with her, casually chatting with friends while the two of us were the only ones aware of the hot steamy mess we had both made inside of our ski pants. After about 20 minutes we decide to use the bathroom quick before we head back up. I tell her “ you know, just in case” she glances down between my legs and looks back up at me and laughs before we go our separate ways in to the bathrooms. I unzip my pants at the urinal and am absolutely drenched. There’s not single dry spot visible as I pee in to the urinal and zip back up to head out. We meet in the hallway and make out way back out to strap in and head for the lift line. There were only 3 people in line ahead of us and within a few minutes it was out turn to board. Our ride up this time was much less eventful. The lift never stopped and we just talked a bit about which trails we were going to take next and I offered her the use of my washer and dryer if she wanted to come kick it for a bit after, I was after all just a few minutes up the road. She smiled and said “ sure, I really appreciate it”. Our next three or four runs were fun yet fairly uneventful. We chatted a little and on the lift but didn’t speak too much about what we had done earlier. We eventually made our way back to the parking lot and hopped in my car. It wasn’t until we were on our way back that she said “I hope that wasn’t all too much for you. I’m really sorry. I just had to go so bad and then I couldn’t help but get a little carried away” I told her to not to apologize. I, in all honestly absolutely loved it and told her, “I mean it’s pretty obvious that I was just as turned on as you were over it, I’ve honestly always kind of had a little bit of pee kink so naturally it was all a huge turn on for me” She didn’t say a word, but just looked over at me and smiled. She then broke the short silence that followed by spontaneously saying “ Go pee with me! I have to go again. You must have to go again by now!” Slightly surprised I said “right now?” To which she responded “Yes’ right now silly! We’re already wet. Just think how warm it’ll be. I don’t think I really need to tell you at this point how much of turn on this is for me. I’ve been in to this for as long as I can remember! “ “Sheesh, you’re even more fun than I thought” I responded. She smiled and said “ok, on the count of three lets go ok? Are you ready” I nodded yes as I smiled “ ok, one, two, three!....” she playfully announces “ I’m peeeeeing!!” before asking “are you going?!” I tell her I certainly am and it feel AMAZING. As we pull in to my driveway she puts her hand between my legs and gropes me through all of my sopping wet layers as I’m still peeing full force right there in the drivers seat. I lean over towards her and pull her close as we start kissing in my driveway..... To be continued!
  4. Heres another idea i thought of. We need more ralsei deltarune omorashi. Now hear me out: There isnt any omorashi (that i've seen) of ralsei from chapter 2. (See included image for reference.) So, shouldnt there be more ralsei omo on this site? Thats what im thinking anyway. Again, like all of my topics: Use this if you want for a writing piece, or artwork.
  5. Elevator Emergency Miranda’s day had started off with no indication that it would take the turn it did. She showered, combed her long, red hair, and got dressed. Today she wore a green t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts that fit her shapely figure nicely. She had been in a hurry because her alarm had not gone off this morning so she didn’t have time to use the toilet before grabbing her large water bottle and her belongings. On her way to campus she heard an email notification that she decided to check when she got to campus. Her morning coffee started to hit her bladder about halfway there, but she didn’t think too much about it, figuring she’d go when she arrived. Arriving on campus, Miranda grabbed her book bag and as she got out of her car, she checked her phone and saw the email from the university saying “Due to maintenance on the university plumbing, some facilities may be unavailable for the day, we apologize for any inconveniences caused by this”. She sighed, squeezing her thighs together. Her urge to pee had grown slightly, but wasn’t much of a worry. She hurried to her first class. As she did she passed by a bathroom that had a sign “out of order please do not use”. While in class, she was so busy taking notes she forgot about her bladder. She drank half of her water during the class. When the professor dismissed the class she stood up and then felt a small twinge. She was starting to really need to pee. Squeezing her legs together briefly, she hurried to her next class. As she did, she saw the restroom again, she was tempted briefly to ignore the sign and go in but decided against it. As she was writing in her next class, she finished her water. By the end of the class, she was unable to fully ignore her bladder, and had been sitting with her legs crossed as her need to go increased. Her next class was across campus and as she made her way to it, she found a working fountain to refill her water bottle. As she filled her water, she squeezed her thighs together. “Fuck” she whispered under her breath, “I have to pee”. As continued to her last class of the day, she passed by another restroom and saw a girl frantically trying to get into it, while openly holding herself. Glad she didn’t have to pee quite so badly she carried on, pulling up on her shorts to help her hold it. Her last class ticked by very slowly. Her urge was increasing rapidly, but not thinking she would take an occasional drink from her bottle. As much as Miranda tried to focus, her rapidly filling bladder caused her difficulty. She had her legs crossed tightly as she shifted in her seat, one hand between her legs. She looked around the room, to see if anyone would notice her holding herself and noticed several classmates apparently struggling with their own bladders. Her eyes locked on one person in particular, sitting towards the back of the room was the girl she’d seen trying to get into the restroom. The girl had clearly not found her way into the toilet based on her face, the way she bounced in her seat, and her hands jammed between her legs. The desks being arranged in a semi-circle for the seminar gave Miranda a clear view of her desperate classmate. Miranda felt her bladder twinge sympathetically as she looked away. 5 minutes before the class was over, Miranda was squirming in her seat, holding her crotch as she looked at the clock, mentally willing the professor to end the class so she could try to find an open restroom. Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by a gasp and an “oh no!” She looked over and saw the girl open her legs and yelp before clenching them together, but not before Miranda saw a wet spot spread on her panties beneath her skirt. Just on cue, the professor dismissed them and Miranda watched as the poor girl dashed out of the room, grabbing her crotch, whimpering as she left a trail of small, yellow puddles on the floor behind her. Miranda groaned and grabbed her crotch as she imagined what the girl was feeling. As she left the classroom she saw the puddles in the hallway larger than in the classroom. As she headed to her car she saw the girl outside the restroom door. The poor girl was trying so hard to get in as pee streamed down her legs. Miranda felt a wave of desperation, causing her to cross her legs where she stood. Miranda decided the best course of action was to head to her apartment. So she hurried to the car as fast as she could, doing her best to hide her desperation. She saw a couple large wet spots on the concrete of the parking lot, knowing that some decided to relieve themselves outside because it hadn’t rained in weeks. She got into her car, and grabbed her crotch, groaning, she said aloud “I have to piss so fucking bad”. She strapped into her seatbelt, grunting as it pressed into her now-bulging bladder. She pulled out of the lot, glad that she didn’t live far. Her glee was short lived when she saw the bumper to bumper traffic crawling slowly ahead of her. “Damnit!” She said, one hand on the wheel, the other between her legs, rubbing her pulsating urethra as she wiggled desperately in the seat. Her bladder throbbed as she moved at a snail’s pace with traffic. She was hit with a small wave of urgency that made her bend forward and groan. Thirty minutes passed before traffic began to move at a steady pace. “Finally!” She breathed. When Miranda finally pulled into her spot in her apartment’s parking are, she didn’t bother grabbing anything except her phone and half full water bottle. She hurried into the lobby and got into the elevator, pushing the button for floor 10. Before the door could close, someone stepped in with her. It was her neighbor, another university student whom she had enjoyed several chats with before. Oh no, I don’t want him to know how badly I have to pee, this is embarrassing she thought to herself. Doing her best to look natural, she smiled at the attractive, brown haired, man. “Hey” he greeted, with a smile that made her giddy “heading up?” She pressed her thighs together subtly and nodded. “Yep, how’re you?” She said, hoping small talk might help to hide her desperation. “Can’t complain, ready to get to my apartment, it’s been a long day.” “Yeah… me too.” The doors closed and the elevator made it’s way up. She looked straight ahead, watching the red LED numbers began to tick up to her floor, and relief. A pang from her bladder caused her to shift her stance. She looked down and saw that her bladder was bulging to the point that her shorts were squeezing it. She glanced at the man standing next to her, I hope he doesn’t see how badly I need to go. Just as the thought crossed her mind, a loud clanging sound came from above and the elevator shrieked to a dramatic halt. “What the hell?” He exclaimed, trying various buttons to no avail, including the emergency call one. “Fuck, do you know the number to call for this?” He asked Miranda, who was cursing the situation mentally. “No, I don’t, how long do you think before we get out of here?” She asked, hoping her desperation didn’t show in her voice. She felt her hand go to her bladder but stopped it, refusing to show her desperation. “Well, I hope it’s soon, That freaking plumbing issue on campus meant I had to hold it all day!” Miranda nodded her head. She tried to look casual as she crossed her legs, trying to look casual. “I kinda need it too tbh” a good while passed with no change other than her stance and how badly she needed to pee. After about thirty minutes, she looked over and saw he was grabbing himself through his jeans, gritting his teeth, sweat dripping down his face. Looking at her, he remarked “I’m sorry, I have to piss so badly right now, I…feel like I’m going to lose it any moment” his words caused her own bladder to protest, causing her to to tighten her thighs. He clearly was desperate. Suddenly he cursed and a short hissing sound reached her ears. He grabbed himself with both hands and bent double. “ I, I’m starting, to” she knew what happened but had an idea. She briefly forgot her desperation as she took her water bottle, not sure what else to do with the remaining water, she chugged it then handed the empty bottle to him saying. “Here, use this.” He reached a shaky hand out but paused, desperately he asked “You sure?” She nodded, and he quickly took it, thanking her as he hurriedly unzipped his pants. She turned away before he took out his cock. A moment later, she heard him sigh and suddenly a loud hissing of liquid rapidly hitting the metal interior of her bottle. A wave of desperation struck again at the sound of him relieving himself. Grabbing her crotch with both legs, she thought of the accident she saw earlier, and the mental image caused her to gasp as she felt two small spurts leak into her panties. She clenched her thighs together, bent forward, knees bent, one hand at her crotch. The sound changed as the pee filling her both it more pee. She could smell the urine. She glanced to him and saw him, eyes closed in rapture, then her gaze drifted downward and she saw his cock, piss gushing from the tip, into her bottle. She was now both desperate and slightly aroused. She heard the stream slow down and turned away. After a minute, she heard him sigh, followed by the sound of his zipper. She looked over, her crotch pulsing in desperation. He handed her the bottle, saying “I’m sorry, it can’t hold anymore in it, thank you so much.” He’d screwed the top back on. She took it and felt the urine slosh inside it, thinking of the urine she was holding. She set it down and groaned, now holding it openly. “I guess I don’t have to be embarrassed but I am bursting still! Ha” she felt the rest of the water she drank catch up to her bladder, now bulging to the point her khaki shorts were riding up. She groaned and crossed her legs, bouncing in place, and wiggling her hips desperately. “I’m sorry…i just had to go so bad that I was about to piss myself completely!” She groaned at the last three words. “It’s fine, can’t really go into a bottle anyway because we’ll, she gestured to her crotch, before grabbing it again. He nodded and blushed. She noticed he was watching her and she blushed and looked back to the elevator door. She felt another wave of desperation and yelped. A large spurt of urine shot into her panties, followed by another. A wet spot blossomed on the crotch of her shorts, she bent double, trembling as she regained control. The wave subsided a bit as she glanced back at him. She couldn’t help but glance to his crotch and noticed that he had a bulge. Was he, aroused. She didn’t think long before her urge intensified and she yelped. The squatted down, grabbing herself as tight as possible as another huge spurt jetted out of her urethra, causing the wet spot on her crotch grew. “Fuuuuuck” she was red in the face, sweating and trembling from the effort, as she looked to him, “I really don’t know how much longer I can hold it” her eyes were watering with embarrassment and desperation. He looked around and pounded on the elevator door yelling “HEY WE’RE STUCK IN HERE! Help!” But nothing happened. Miranda yelped as several large spurts of pee escaped. The wet patch grew, and spread across her butt, some pee going through her shorts. She regained control, her legs trembling, deciding then not to wait anymore she stood up, bladder screaming for relief. “Turn around, I’m going to pee on the floor.” He turned, and she squeezed her legs together tightly as she frantically undid her belt. She undid her buttons and had to pause to grab her crotch, she felt a pee leak through her shorts into her hand, the patch grew again. She tugged her zipper, ready to let go right away, but the zipper wouldn’t budge. “Noooo” she said loudly, her voice shaking from desperation. “It’s stuck!” She tried to force the shorts down but Miranda’s large hips prevented that. Her legs trembled as she grabbed her crotch, her bladder spasming against her. The man turned and saw her. “Here, let me try!” She nodded, moving her hands as he tried to get her zipper down, to no avail. Her bladder convulsed again and she felt another gush escape. She felt her control failing as leaks escaped. Suddenly the elevator dinged. The doors opened and she hurried out, grabbing her crotch and hobbling as fast as she could while holding. She got to her apartment, then realized her keys were in her car. “No no no” she leaked again, and felt a couple drops trickle down her legs. She felt a hand on her shoulder, her neighbor spoke softly. “Come, you can use my bathroom, i have pliers for your zipper” she whimpered and let him guide her to his place. She was so focused on not losing control that she couldn’t enjoy his touch. They got to his door, and he opened it, closing the door behind them, he said “hold on, I’m going get the pliers, I’ll be right back.” She nodded, crossing her legs as tightly as she could, both hands once again grabbing her crotch. She felt the large wet patch. Looking at her shorts. The she saw that the urine darkened a football sized potion of the front of her shorts. Suddenly her bladder convulsed again and a large amount of pee shot out, she cried out as it streamed down her legs, wetting her socks and some streamed through the fabric, onto the floor. On cue, her neighbor returned, pliers in hand. She managed to stop peeing herself and he led her to the restroom, the sight of the toilet, so close yet not immediately available, made her groan as her bladder throbbed. She moved her hands as he latched the pliers on to her zipper. She used all her strength to keep holding without her hands. He tugged a few times. As he tugged, Miranda gasped, tears streaming from her eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” she whined. “Don’t worry, hold still” she’d been squirming desperately. He rest a hand on her thigh, and with a large tug, the zipper finally gave way, but the force caused her to topple forward, and they both ended up on the bathroom floor. She was on top of him, face to face and she felt how hard he was, his Erection poking her. She quickly stood up, running to the toilet. She was leaking back to back as pee streamed through her shorts, the wet patch growing on her shorts, spreading across her butt and front from her crotch. She hadn’t completely lost it yet. She got to the toilet but of all things. Her shirt had tangled into her belt loop. In her rush that morning, she hadn’t noticed. Her shorts would not go down. Crying, she frantically tried to untangle her shirt with one hand, her other grabbing her damp crotch as leak after leak kept coming. Her legs trembled as she turned, her efforts to hold only slowing the leaks. He rushed over to help, tugging her shirt up. She let him, grabbing herself again. She kept desperately wiggling as spurts of pee hissed out of her. Then, she lost control. The pee gushed forcefully out of her, splattering onto the floor. Her bladder convulsed. Pee streamed through her shorts and down her legs, gushing out of her with a powerful hissing sound. She tried to regain control but to no avail as the pee gushed through her fingers. He watched as his beautiful neighbor lost control of her bladder, unsure what to do, he turned her around so she was over the toilet. Pee hissed out of her as she tried desperately to stop it. She was crying as she fought her bladder, and apologized through her tears. “Hey, just let it out, it’s ok.” Miranda looked at him, eyes watery and desperate as she managed to somehow regain control. “I..am good now… I think..” she started to stand up but then the largest wave of desperation yet hit her and she yelped. He was surprised at how strong the stream was. It burst out of her as she sank down to sitting fully clothed on the toilet. Miranda gave up trying to stop it. The stream gushed forcefully through her shorts, hitting the floor in front of the toilet as she sighed shakily. The relief felt amazing. She felt the warm wet patch spreading and going up her shirt. The sensation of pee flowing out of her felt almost orgasmic. He watched as she peed all over herself and his bathroom. The way the patch spread over her crotch as pee cascaded out of her, no longer hitting the floor but still hitting the toilet with such a loud hiss, drove him wild. He could see her blue laced panties where she had her shorts undone. Miranda has never peed so much before. As her bladder emptied all over, she sighed in embarrassment and relief. She couldn’t believe she was wetting herself right in front of her neighbor in her neighbors bathroom. Finally the stream started to slow down, and Miranda began to sob as she looked at her soaked clothes. She looked up as the last of the urine trickled out of her urethra. Her neighbor had a weird look on his face. “I am so sorry about this, I, I can clean this up if you wa-” she trailed off, seeing a longing in his eyes. Her pussy throbbed, as she managed to untangle her shirt. His erection became much more obvious as he undid his jeans. Miranda stood up, letting her pee-soaked shorts fall to the floor, kicking her socks and shoes off before stepping out of them. He dropped his pants and before she could think, their lips were locked together, and she was grinding against him. He could feel her wet panties as she rubbed against his shaft through his underwear. He pulled away and said, “let’s get you out of those wet clothes, you can wash them here and have them clean by tomorrow”.
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  7. View File SL-398 Painting Class Nude Model Unbearable Pissing 1 I cut it up myself so the cuts are a bit random Submitter EmmaWees Submitted 11/30/2022 Category JAV Collections  
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    Prompt: "She's peeing herself because she... accidentally locked herself inside of something!" And with one massively relieving gush, Harlyn's career as an escape artist is dead! Even if they hadn't put cameras inside the safe, the pee dribbling out from the bottom of the door will tell them all they would need to know! XD Was she locked in the safe accidentally? No... But taking into consideration that she was intending to escape shortly thereafter using the key in her glove --- not to spend 3 hours cooped-up inside of it --- it definitely became an accident! (And in more ways than one!) If only someone hadn't forgotten to slip her the key... I didn't have a lot of time to work on this one today, if you couldn't tell! Anyway, as usual, the nude version of this (as well as for all of the other Omovember images) is available on my Patreon! If you're interested, all of Harlyn's fancy costume can disappear in a puff of smoke!
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    A schoolgirl with her hands bound is teased by her capture until she wets herself. Sometimes the schoolgirls don't full empty their bladders when they wet themselves so the man will remove their panties and have them pee on a pee mat. ***Screenshots are in order of the files*** ***3 Screenshots per file*** In the Uncut files after she gets done wetting herself the man will give her a diaper to put on and have her give him a blowjob. Enjoy
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  10. View File EWAZ-011 A schoolgirl with her hands bound is teased by her capture until she wets herself. Sometimes the schoolgirls don't full empty their bladders when they wet themselves so the man will remove their panties and have them pee on a pee mat. ***Screenshots are in order of the files*** ***3 Screenshots per file*** In the Uncut files after she gets done wetting herself the man will give her a diaper to put on and have her give him a blowjob. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 11/28/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  11. *This short story was inspired by this picture I found on pixiv: Drawn by: https://www.pixiv.net/users/2453632 This was written on my phone and copy-pasted from discord, please forgive some potential formatting issues * A harsh lesson for the newbie: Vampires have a habit of hibernating in their coffins whenever tragedy strikes, so that they may rise again at a more opportune era... Unfortunately, this newbie is unfamiliar with such a concept and as such she had to urgently return to her coffin after a very long night of drinking and partying. The rest of the vampire order were disappointed at her lack of forethought and planning. Knowing that she would undoubtedly ruin her place of hibernation by voiding her bladder after all she had consumed at that congregation, they saw it fit to take preemptive measures and punish her at the same time: Just a few moments before she stepped into her coffin, the order picked her up and dressed her - or rather, mummified her - in tight, completely impermeable latex and leather, ensuring that she would be unable to leave until the rest of the order awakens. Should she leak, it would not soil the padded surface of her resting place, though of course that meant it would instead just pool inside her "clothes", but the order saw it as a good punishment and as a very good way to train the young vampire on how to control her bladder like refined lady should! For the first 50 years of her sleep, she held strong, but soon it became too much, she suddenly came awake, squirming frantically as she felt her overfull bladder stretching to contain it all. Worse yet, her garments completely bound her, not even allowing her to place her hands on her aching crotch. "Help! Help!! Someone get me out, I can't hold it anymore!" - She begged, but all that came out were whimpers, as her garments covered her mouth completely and muffled her voice. Even if her whimpers could be heard outside the coffin, they would fall on deaf ears, the rest of the vampire order, - much more experienced in hibernation - was in a deep sleep now, oblivious to the newbie's pleas as they dreamed and gathered their strength. And so, unable to even grab herself to try pointlessly holding back the inevitable... She leaked, a small spurt managed to push through her tired sphincter, with these completely impermeable garments, that little drop that leaked out would not be absorbed, it instead rolled down her tightly clenched privates, tickling it gently as it brushed against her soft, pale skin... That tickling sensation almost immediately pushed the poor lady over the edge once more, she leaked again, and again, and again until she started to let out a steady, hissy stream of urine into her garments which would pool over the impermeable leather and latex, spreading and sloshing around inside, soaking every inch of her thin legs, her round and firm posterior, her neatly trimmed pubic area... The liquid would remain fully contained, not a drop would escape her leather and latex prison, and it would only continue to rise up her back, as she was powerless to stop her bladder as the urine flooded up to her cute, perky breasts. She whimpered again, that warmth, the wetness... It embraced her and caused discomfort, she could feel it sloshing around and splashing against her skin, she felt disgusting. She tried to yell out again hoping one last time that the order might hear her muffled pleas... Of course, nobody came. Now she lies there, resting in a pool of her urine as a punishment for her foolish partying. Still, she takes solace in the fact that in 50 more years, the order will wake up and free her from this warm, wet, ammonia scented prison. "I just have to wait a little longer..." - She thinks - "They'll let me out after the crysis has passed! 50 more years, I can hold the rest of my pee until then... Right?" ... Let's all hope for her sake that no Vampire Hunters find out where the order is hiding...
  12. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Who else has had the knot on their swimsuit become nearly impossible to untie once it's gotten wet? Because I swear, it's nearly every time for me! XD Unfortunately for Dakota, that's a lot bigger of a problem seeing as her lower half is sealed inside an artificial mermaid tail! That string around her abdomen certainly isn't helping matters, either, of course. As always for non-comic stuff, the nude version is available on my Patreon. Also, the time of more Off-Limits! is nigh at hand...
  13. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Forgive me if I had to go a little fast with this one; I'm visiting with family!~ Prompt: "She really has to pee, but she... dan't leave without forfeiting her final exam grade!" Everyone knew that the final agronomics exam was going to be a monster, but no one could anticipate the four-hundred-question behemoth that landed on their desk at the start of the double-slotted exam period! Yeah, you could leave at any time... provided you finished it early. No one was going to pull that off --- least of all, Jasmine who needed to pass it in order to avoid retaking the class next spring and thus subsequently extending her time at Nitefield by another whole semester with whatever it displaced! The poor girl's grade must have been hovering in the low C's following the already pretty-rough midterm. To be fair, this was one of those nasty morning classes that started well before anyone was properly awake enough to follow it. And Jasmine's interests were not particularly in line with the farming industry --- this was one of the bifurcating paths in her botany (with focus on horticultural science) degree. Hell, non-traditional set-ups involving greenhouses and vertical-farming didn't even appear in the course material until a couple weeks ago! So, to put it bluntly, Jasmine was struggling. Particularly with the history and legal aspects of the subject --- two parts that she was nearly certain he had dozed-through. And she was in a full-on panic after what must have been twenty outright guesses in-a-row. Mathematically, that couldn't have accounted for a whole lot --- 5% if she missed every single one... But couple that with her already questionable performance on everything else as well as memories of fickle question-weighting schemes in her other classes and her morale was hitting bedrock. There was another problem. Jasmine had made the (to be fair, reasonable) assumption that this test would --- at most --- have been half the length it actually ended up being. And while it wasn't the wisest thing to do, she skipped making a precautionary pit-stop beforehand. She just wanted this nightmare to be over, so she figured that she'd pop in and give it her best shake before skipping out and leaving the rest to prayer. Sitting down for an exam like this with a slight need to pee would be uncomfortable, sure, but manageable. She thought she'd been handed enough tests for her entire row when the weight of the sheaf of papers caused it to droop heavily over her hand... But while she tried to find and separate out "her" copy, her instructor simply went to the desk behind her and continued to hand them out individually. BIG uh-oh. The fat #423 on the last page caused the all blood to drain from her head --- and apparently filter directly through her kidneys! Because by #53, she needed to pee. By #86 she really needed to pee. By #110... she was starting to feel nauseous she needed to pee so fucking badly. By #122, Jasmine had to pause between answers to grab herself between questions. There was no leaving mid-final. If she left, what she had was what she had... And after that many guesses, there was no way she could pull through. Worse still, she was slowing down and running behind... She needed to ignore her unbelievably dire need to urinate or she wouldn't finish in time. And she really was trying to do this. But her own biology was making this impossible... Her bladder was a solid, and heavy glass orb of hot, merciless pee, and her body wanted it out more than it wanted to breathe. All she could think of was the answer she knew she'd be given if she even bother to ask: "That's too bad. But you're a fully-grown woman, and this is college. You really should've peed before the test." ~~ As with all of these Omovember images thus far, the nude version is vailable on my Patreon!
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  15. (I have returned! With part two of this story. I am so sorry that the other part ended in such a dumb way. That's my fault. I was losing interest in the story, but I really liked the concept. I didn't want to just leave Saria and her friends behind. So I wanted to end it on a cliffhanger. This story I think was made back in July. So I don't remember EVERYTHING. Today I got the inspiration and was like "Huh. I should make part two. That'll be fun." Remember all these questions are open-ended. Feel free to suggest any action. I might redo the battle system and all that. It felt a little cluttered and slow. Sorry that the previous part wasn't as good as it could have been. This one though. I'm really going to try to make good. If you have any suggestions, please state them. It'll help me out, plus you'll get a story that you like a little more.) Chapter 1: Lost. Saria's eyes slowly opened. Her vision was blurry and she was in pain. When her vision cleared she looked around. Left Right Left Right Left She looked up and saw sunlight barely making it into the dark, damp room. She looked at her body. She didn't have any clothes on. Her armor. Her father's sword. Everything was gone. Worst of all she had to pee. Really badly too. She didn't know how long she was out for. The cold stone on her bare back made her twinge. She wanted to get up and move, but her body was tied up. Rope covered her crotch and a neat pattern of it had her stuck. Her body was tired. The little strength she had was holding her pee in. She tried moving of course it didn't work. The cold stone was just adding insult to injury. She was dehydrated. She was cold. She was exhausted. All she remembered was walking through the forest with her friends. They found mushroom people and the mushroom people sprayed spores at them. It's all blank after that. She was worried about her friends. She didn't k know where they were. The need to pee slipped her mind for just a second, which caused some to leak out. The rope got damp and she gasped. She couldn't hold it anymore. Some got out. She couldn't physically hold herself. Her body was wore out. Slowly her pee leaked out. Soaking the rope and spraying the rock she was stuck on. Sure it was warm on her naked legs, but she didn't want to pee all over them. Eventually she started pushing to get it all out faster. Bad idea Saria! When she peed with force it sprayed out the does of the rope some of it shot up to her. Getting all over her chest and stomach. She was warmer, but covered in pee. She put on a pouty face for a minute as she slowly finished peeing into the rope she was bound by. After she was all done she sighed. She wondered where her friends were. She wondered what she should do. -Saria thought for a moment about what to do. Sure she could wait and see what happens, but some of her strength returned. She could maybe get out of the bounding rope.- 1.) Wait and see what happens. 2.) Try to get out of the bondage. Stat section: Saria HP: 4 MP: 1 Weapon: Fists: 0-1 Damage. Armor: Nude: 0-0 Defense Needs: Food: 30/50 Drink: 2/50 Saria is Warm and Wet Saria's bladder is Empty! (That's it for the introduction. I redid the stats and added needs. I could remove the needs if you want me too. Adds more to the story/game.)
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  18. Disclaimer: Everyone's 18, don't worry about it Hazel the Human Toilet ====================================================================== Hazel is getting quite annoyed. Whoever walked into the bathroom earlier sure is taking a long time, and with her bladder's pressure increasing, she knocks aggressively. "Get out of the bathroom soon or I'll fill your teeth with cement!" The student inside then proceeds to take longer to spite Hazel. Hazel's bladder can't hold on much longer, and she isn't about to wet herself at school. The student's name is Matthew, and eventually, he walks out of the bathroom. "FINALLY! Now next time, don't take so long." says Hazel. Matthew turns back to her, annoyed. He wants revenge for her being mean. "You know, the toilet kind of... got clogged." lies Matthew. "And all the other bathrooms are closed for maintenance." "Oh come on you dumb oaf! Ugh... where else would there be a bathroom?" asks Hazel. "Below the first floor." says Matthew. "The basement area?" asks Hazel. "Yeah. You go down the stairs and take a left. You can't miss it." "But... didn't the principal say to not go down there at the beginning of the semester?" "No. He reopened it, remember?" lies Matthew. Hazel doesn't have time for this. She needs to get to a working bathroom, and now. "Thanks for the directions, dork." says Hazel. "No problem. See you around soon, okay?" says Matthew. Matthew starts walking and mutters under his breath. "Real soon..." Hazel starts walking toward the stairs that lead to the first floor. Her bladder is manageable to hold, but if she waits any longer, she may be in quite the pickle. Hazel reaches the stairs and walks down to the first floor. Each step bounces her bladder around, and she can feel her need to urinate increasing. There's a total of two minutes before fourth period starts, so Hazel starts power walking. She makes her way through a crowd of students, and a student bumps into her. Hazel almost loses control of her bladder from the impact, but she squeezes herself tight just in time. Hazel can really feel her bladder increasing with more urine now. Did she absolutely HAVE to drink from the water fountain after P.E. for that long? The worst part is that she hasn't peed since she left her house, and P.E. was her first period. So that would mean Hazel has been holding her urine for about two hours. Hazel makes her way to the second set of stairs. With each step sloshing her bladder around, she slows down in an attempt to not wet herself. Hazel makes it down to the bottom of the stairs and takes a left, like Matthew said. "You know, maybe I was too harsh on Matthew..." thought Hazel. "He did help me out here after all." Hazel sees a bathroom door labeled "HUMAN TOILETS". Kind of weird, considering all toilets are for humans, but Hazel presses on. She enters the door, and sees a couple stalls and some urinals. She is weirded out that this is more of a men's bathroom, but it's not like she has any other choice. Hazel tries to unlock one of the stalls. click! click! Locked. She tries to open the other stall. click! click! Locked again. Hazel can't believe this, but she may have to use the urinals instead. She looks at a urinal, and sees some yellow tape on the sides. "WORK IN PROGRESS TEST MODEL". Not ominous at all. Either way, she doesn't have a choice. Hazel then grabs below her skirt, and pulls her panties out of the way. Just as Hazel is about to release, she slips on the tiled floor and tries to catch herself by placing her hand on the urinal. By doing this, Hazel accidentally hits a button. The urinal releases arms to mechanically insert Hazel into the urinal facing outward. With Hazel almost bursting to go, the urinal then mechanically cuffs her arms and legs to the urinal. "Wait, WHAT?! LET ME GO! LET ME-" Hazel tries to scream, but the urinal's mechanical arms place tape over her mouth. Hazel is nothing but a muffle, as the urinal mechanical arms start taking off her clothing, piece by piece. The arms start pinching at Hazel's school uniform. The arms slowly take off Hazel's skirt. Hazel feels her skirt tickling her leg as it gets pulled down. This tickling sensation is enough for Hazel to lose control of her bladder, but she holds on tight. Next, her shirt. the arms grab her shirt and bring it upward, along with her bow as well. Nothing of her clothing is left except for her bra and panties. The robot arms retreat back inside of the urinal, and all Hazel can feel is the cold air of the AC, and the overwhelming urge to urinate. Since she's still above the urinal, she decides to try and pee. Hazel relaxes herself and gets ready to release, but the urinal arms are quick to stop this, and place a layer of duct tape over her privates. This prevents her from peeing entirely. She then remembers the sign to the bathroom. "Human Toilets". Hazel realizes that she had quite literally become a human toilet. They just rip off the tape from your privates when they need to pee, and they fill you up. Hazel gets infuriatingly mad at Matthew for misleading her like this. How could he? Hazel squirms and wiggles, but no one is there to save her. Matthew seems to be the only student to know about this bathroom, and maybe he could come save her! yes! All Hazel has to do.. is sit here with her increasing bladder, and wait. Ten minutes pass. Hazel is wiggling her legs impatiently. Thirty minutes pass. Hazel is squirming and sweating. An hour passes. Hazel is tearing up and wants to burst. Hazel's bladder keeps building up with liquid, no matter how much she holds it in. This pressure, this experience, is making her... horny. Why is this making her horny? This isn't the way she thought the bathroom would be. Hazel desperately wants to start rubbing herself, but she's still cuffed to the urinal. She starts rubbing her legs with what little room she has being cuffed. This rubbing tickles her pussy. Why is she enjoying this?! This is messed up! She should sue Matthew, hell, the school! She keeps rubbing regardless. Hazel starts using her elbows to play with her breasts, since her hands are cuffed to the top of the urinal. Her breasts never felt so soft, and she starts rubbing both of them together with her elbows. With both her legs and breasts rubbing against each other, she moans with the tape still over her mouth. The warmth inside of her body and the pressure of her bladder is too much for Hazel to handle. She wants to release, but somebody needs to open the door and free her. the door handle to the bathroom then rotates. Hazel quickly stops pleasuring herself and takes a look. "Hey there..." says Matthew. "Been a while." Hazel tries to speak, but the duct tape blocks her. Matthew then walks over to her and detaches the duct tape from Hazel's mouth. Hazel catches her breath. "LET ME OUT! I NEED TO GO PEE SO BAD!" cries Hazel. Matthew glances at how the urinal treated her clothing. "I like your new look, Hazel." says Matthew. "Oh shut up, pervert! Release me!" demands Hazel. "Or at least take the duct tape off of my pussy so I can pee!" "You know, you've experienced enough. I'll take it off right now." says Matthew. "Thank you!" says Hazel. Matthew feels towards Hazel's pussy and takes off the tape. Hazel moans, and floods a river into the urinal. Matthew then starts studying Hazel's body. "You know... it's not normally I encounter a half naked girl all tied up..." says Matthew. Hazel doesn't even notice what Matthew says because of the amount of pleasure she's experiencing releasing three hours of held urine. Matthew steps closer to Hazel. "I think I'll have my fun with you, and then we'll call it even." says Matthew. "-What?!" says Hazel concerningly. Matthew drops down his pants and goes inside Hazel. Hazel's pee stream gets interrupted, and the back and forth motions of Matthew's penis send Hazel into the realm of both pain and pleasure. Matthew's penis goes in deeper, and starts pressing against her bladder. Hazel's bladder jogs around violently as Matthew fucks her hard. Hazel moans with pleasure and tries to hold herself together. She squeezes her legs, and Matthew feels the tightness of her pussy. Matthew starts moving even faster. Hazel wants this to stop, but another side of her wants this to never end. Hazel's bladder fills to the brink of it almost bursting. "STOP! STOP! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! I NEED TO PEE!" screams Hazel. "Okay, okay," says Matthew. "I guess I could use a little break." Matthew's penis then exits Hazel's pussy, and Hazel starts to flood into the urinal again. Matthew is catching his breath, and Hazel is trying to get as much urine out of her body as possible before he goes for round two. "You know, I'm starting to need to use the bathroom as well." says Matthew as he's catching his breath. "But where can I pee?" Hazel doesn't like where this is going. Hazel hasn't even let out half of her bladder yet, and Matthew is thinking about using her as a toilet. "Oh well... you'll do." says Matthew. Matthew takes his penis and inserts it deep into Hazel. Hazel's stream gets interrupted again, and the pressure is making her need to cum. Matthew then floods into Hazel. Hazel moans at the warmness, and the feeling of being urinated into. Her need to pee combined with Matthew's urine expands her bladder even more. After a good minute of urinating, Matthew's stream stops. Hazel thinks it's finally over. Then Matthew starts moving his penis back and forth inside of her. Her beyond full bladder is now pleasuring her insides beyond what she could've ever imagined. Matthew starts feeling at Hazel's breasts. Hazel had never had someone touch them so tenderly and seductively before. Matthew then cums into Hazel's pussy, and takes his penis out of her. The warmth of Matthew inside of her, her ever-growing bladder, and her breasts being fondled were all enough to make her cum. Since Hazel's cumming, her body can't pee, which causes her to cum more. She moans uncontrollably and then starts flooding into the urinal again with both Matthew's and her urine combined. The stream then overflows the urinal, and starts dripping onto the back of her legs. Soon enough, the stream flows down to her ankles. The release of urine is almost orgasmic, and she cums again. Ten minutes go by, and her stream completes. "Okay..." says Hazel trying to catch her breath. "I'm done. Can you uncuff me?" "Sure," says Matthew. "I'm done here anyways." Matthew presses another button on the urinal and it releases Hazel from the cuffs. Hazel then drops down into the overflowed urinal and splashes urine all over herself. Urine is streaming down her neck, to her breasts, and to her stomach. Hazel is completely soaked. Her thighs are completely submerged in the overflowed urinal. Matthew then leaves the bathroom, and laughs. The door closes. "I'm gonna kill him." says Hazel. THE END
  19. Chapter 1 Scott could hardly contain his giddiness as he turned his steering wheel to make a left at the intersection. After several weeks of careful planning, scheming, checking, and rechecking, he finally had a free weekend for himself. He had spent those weeks ordering discrete packages filled with supplies of a particular nature and tinkering in his garage on a device that he hoped would be able to fulfill his wildest fantasies. He could feel his heart pound in his chest as he put his blinker on and changed lanes, wanting to get home as soon as legally possible. Scott had had a great week at work, his boss had been admiring the white leopard's progress for a while now. He had recently designed a filing system that, according to his calculations, had increased the company’s data storage system by a whole 12.4%. The subsequent increase in efficiency had also increased his paycheck to a much sizable amount, which he had recently been putting to good use. Scott was a brilliant engineer and computer programmer, his passion for creation had brought him to work for Sky-TEC industries, a company that specializes in creating computers whose processing power and ability to complete tasks in incredibly low amounts of time had brought them up to one of the best technology companies in the world. But as brilliant as this company was, Scott was just a little bit more brilliant. Scott had quite unmistakably come into contact with a piece of technology that was top secret and incredibly powerful. Many would use it for great evil, while some might use it to achieve near indestructibility. Scott however, wasn't particularly interested in any of those things. Scott had some very private tendencies that he had never shared with anyone since he was a child. Specifically, he loved indulging in infantile fantasies, imagining himself just like a little kid again. From feeling the warmth of a freshly soaked diaper, to the pleasurable struggle of being put in bondage whilst wearing a soiled diaper, unable to do anything about his current predicament, to the wonderful childlike freedom of just wearing a diaper and t-shirt whilst watching children's shows on TV. Scott had spent a good amount of time imagining exactly what he'd love to do to or by himself if he had the time and resources to fulfill his fantasies. Fantasies that he hoped would be fulfilled very soon. Scott pulled into the driveway of his comfortable little home. It wasn't anything special, he had little furnishings to decorate it with, but it had what he liked to consider an "aesthetical amount of space". He turned off the engine, grabbed his shoulder bag, and exited the car, walking into his garage. He flicked on the lights, and as the light bulbs blinked awake the device that he'd spent months on putting together sat on his workshop table. To put it bluntly, Scott had been programming a device that would essentially stop time itself. Through a combination of biotechnology, an improbability-engine, and a calculator that essentially worked on the whimsical nature of the polarity of electrons whirling around in titanium atoms in the contraption, the device was able to access the particular genetic code of the user and ignore all cells with the sequence, then continue to all other organic matter and inorganic matter and "freeze them in place". Scott didn't fully understand it, but he knew how to put the parts together and calibrate the machine. One might think that experimenting with such a device would be incredibly risky, but Scott had that figured out as well. He had coded in a fail-safe into the device. If a large amount of cells of the individual who had activated the device began to shut down at a rapid enough pace indicating possible death, it would essentially reverse the freezing process restoring reality to normal. Scott picked up the device with baited breath. It didn't look like anything special, like a TV remote except with fewer buttons and what looked like more volume controls. He connected his phone to the remote and fed it information about the current time, position of earth relative to the sun, and relative temperatures around the world. He hoped that the device would be able to send out the proper frequency into the molecules around it, setting off the time freezing reaction properly. He knew that if it failed, it may fail spectacularly, possibly even harming him despite the fail safe. A green light on the device shone, indicating that it was ready to be activated. He closed his eyes, pressed his eyes shut, and pushed a large red button with his finger. A loud rushing sound echoed through his ears, he fell backwards sputtering and coughing, he felt as if everything in a single part of his body was getting lightly tickled with electricity, he yelled in alarm, but before he could yell for more than a second it all stopped. Scott looked around. Everything looked. . . normal. He went over to the garage switch and pressed it, a whirring sound came from the door as it opened. He padded outside and his jaw dropped. Birds hung eerily in the air, much like bricks don't. Leaves stood stalk still, frozen as a gust of wind was blowing through it. Scott fanned himself with a paw experimentally, looking at it as he felt the air particles against his whiskers and fur. He had done it. He had created a device that stopped time. It stopped time for everything and everyone! Everyone, except him. Scott hooted and hollered! He started running down the street, passing cars with passengers in them halfway through a sip of coffee, forming a word as they talked on the phones, or smiling jaws and maws agape as they sang to their favorite car songs. Scotts saw planes and clouds, unmoving in the sky, felt the warmth of the sun on his fur as it peeked behind a cloud, permanently, until adjusted by the remote of course. Scott stopped running in the middle of an intersection and turned around and around, taking in the view. He laughed, joyous that he had achieved something that most thought was only possible in sci-fi movies and fantasy novels. Suddenly, he remembered why he had gone so ridiculously out of his way with his invention. He turned tail sprinted back to his house and got quickly inside, closing his door, not bothering to lock it. Who would try bothering him now if every ‘who’ was frozen in time? He walked inside his sparsely furnished living room and opened one of the brown boxes he had sitting there. A fresh waft of baby powder and ointment met his feline nostrils as he admired the contents of the box. Within it lay several large, fluffy adult diapers, each themed with little cartoons of various baby animals wearing diapers. Some looked sleepy, others laughed in joy, while still others were too busy with a toy to do anything else. Scott shuddered with excitement and let out a shaky sigh. Finally, I can unwind like I've always wanted to. He thought, as his tail twitched in anticipation. He looked at the other boxes, knowing that what they contained would only increase the amount of fun he was about to have. He grinned, and speaking aloud to no one said, “It’s going to be a good weekend."
  20. Maria's VERY Wet Dream ====================================================================== Maria can barely hold it. She's held in her urge to pee for a while, but the line to the bathroom isn't getting any shorter. She even finds herself holding her crotch, trying to keep herself from squirting. Maria can't really remember how she got into this situation, mainly because it's all a blur, but it doesn't really matter to her. She needs to get to the toilet, and fast. A couple minutes go by, and the line still hasn't moved. Maria is barely holding herself together, and she decides to think about how she got here to distract from her situation. She remembers she was doing homework not too long ago in her room, she brushed her teeth, put on her pajamas... "I'M IN A DREAM!" exclaims Maria. This is a relief. this may mean that she may not even need to pee at all. That, or she's on the brink of wetting the bed. Maria starts panicking once more. She knew full well if she wet the bed again, her mom would be VERY angry. She's 18, after all. If she were to wet the bed one more time, her mother would be forced to start stocking up on diapers. Granted, Maria kind of has a kink for needing to pee, but she can't afford to embarrass herself more than she already has in the past. Not to mention the fact that there's nothing more embarrassing than having to wear diapers. An idea then crosses Maria's mind. Can't she just wake up and go to the bathroom? Yeah... she then clears her mind and tries to wake up. Maria jerks awake. Her bladder is still as full as it was in the dream, so she bolts to the bathroom. She opens the door, sits down on the toilet, and rolls down her pants and panties. Just as Maria is about to let go, she notices something. The bathroom is kind of... off. In fact, Maria still feels like she's in her bed. She then realizes she's still dreaming. She pulls her panties back up and quickly tries to stand, but finds that she can't. What's stopping her? Maria then grows worried. Why is she doing this to herself? Does she actually... want this? She hears a voice. "Hello..." says the voice. "Who are you?!" asks Maria. "Your subconscious, babe." says her Subconscious. "Let me get up!" shouts Maria. Maria's Subconscious then takes a human form in front of her. "You know, normally I would." says Maria's Subconscious suavely. "But right now... I'm really fucking horny..." Her Subconscious then turns on the sink with dream powers. drip, drop, drip, drop... "You're in my reality now... and I can make it whatever i want it to be." says Maria's Subconscious. The faucet flow slowly increases. Maria's urge to pee is stronger than ever. "This is it, huh?" Maria thinks to herself. Tomorrow is the day her mother buys diapers. One part of her doesn't want this to happen, but the other part of Maria deeply does. Her Subconscious's hand strokes her leg. Maria moans with pleasure. Her Subconscious then places her hands on Maria's shoulders and sits on her lap. Her subconscious's body warms Maria's body up, and nothing but a pleasurable tingling can be felt from Maria's insides. The pressure felt from another body on top of hers is something Maria can't handle. She can feel her outside body in the real world. Maria almost squirts into her panties, but stops herself from inside of the dream. Her Subconscious starts getting annoyed with her. "Stop holding back, love. Let it all out..." says her Subconscious soothingly. Her Subconscious then places her hand gently into Maria's shirt, and grasps inside her bra. Maria feels goosebumps as her Subconscious knows exactly how her body works, and how it likes to be felt. The faucet increases pressure, making the running water even more audible, and making Maria's bladder even harder to hold. Maria can't tell if this is a nightmare or a wet dream. Maria moans as her Subconscious feels her. She then makes her way down to Maria's privates. Maria can't hold her pee much longer, but somehow persists. Maria's Subconscious slips her fingers inside of her panties, and starts rubbing back and forth inside of her privates. Maria feels like she's about to cum, AND wet herself. "Come on now, just... stop being so tense..." says her Subconscious. "You know it'll feel good..." Maria doesn't know what to do. Persist and endure more holding, or release, and have the orgasm of her life. She doesn't know whether she should release either. Her mother would force her to not just wear diapers at night, but force her to wear them at school as well. Maria is almost ready to give in to her deepest, darkest desires, but attempts to hold her pee one last time. Maria's Subconscious has had enough. "Fine then, looks like you need a bit of extra help then..." Maria's Subconscious then takes her hands out of Maria's pussy, and pulls her panties back up. "What would you do if I just..." Her Subconscious starts leaking on top of Maria. The wetness soaks down Maria's legs and privates. This soaks Maria's panties inside of her dream, but she still hasn't wet her real ones. "Let it all out..." says Maria's Subconscious. The pressure of the pee hitting and soaking Maria's panties make it almost impossible to hold it anymore. With her Subconscious flooding her lap, the faucet running louder than ever, and the uncontrollable urge to pee, Maria can't hold it anymore. "There we go..." says Maria's Subconscious. "Good girl..." Maria starts squirting into her panties, and it slowly transitions into her completely soaking herself. Maria feels the pleasure of flooding herself, and can feel the warmth of her stream in the real world, too. The warmness of the stream floods down her legs, and starts soaking her bedsheets. Maria's panties are completely ruined, and so are her pajamas. She wets herself so much, that she floods her pajamas up to her breasts. The leftover liquid spills onto the bed, and since the bed can't handle this insane amount of liquid, Maria leaves a puddle down to her knee, and up to her stomach. She releases the last of the stream, and then finally cums. Looks like Maria really does need diapers. THE END (unless y'all like this story and tell me you want more. If you do want more, the next one will be a diapered dream.)
  21. If you’ve ever played a game called “The legend of Zelda, breath of the wild” you may have noticed that Zelda held Ganon for 100 years. Which gives me an idea. How did Zelda use the bathroom while she was holding Ganon? Well, the power that Zelda was using to hold in Ganon also held in on her bladder, apparently. Which meant she was not only holding in Ganon for 100 years, she was also holding an immersive flood of pee She was always screaming “I can’t hold it much longer”, and when link freed her just in time, in between that and the ending cutscene, Zelda had the biggest pee ever. She didn’t even bother to find a toilet, she had to do it so bad, she just let it out with her dress on, standing up and all, and didn’t care where it landed. She felt nothing but relief and pure bliss for the next 20 minutes, and was stared at by everyone, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was that she could let a hundred years worth of pee out.
  22. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    Prompt: "She really needs to pee, but she... missed her opportunity to go by a couple minutes!" Our little lab rat returns for a desperate dive into the deep after holding it in all last dive and missing her one and only chance to pee! Hey, this is a multi-million-dollar expedition --- they're not turning the sub around for a pee break! Pee.S. The other dudes brought bottles, but they're the small-mouth kind that aren't exactly female-friendly! As usual, the nude and textless versions are on my Patreon! So, if you want to see a little more of the fur on our little Pee-h.D., consider checking it out!
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    A desperate girl on her way to the restroom is ambushed by two men who tie her up and leave her. The woman now bursting tries to break free but is unsuccessful and ends up wetting herself. After she wets herself the two men come back and tease her for not being able to hold it. Screenshots are in order of the files More files like this here Enjoy
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