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  1. Jimmy Olsen

    malefemale Blame It on the Rain

    A Vocaloid fanfic featuring Hatsune Miku and Fujita Mikuo Mikuo was driving his date Miku home from the Cherry Blossom Festival when the unpredictable spring weather struck. Rain suddenly poured down, without letting any drizzle or grey clouds warn the people beforehand. The visibility was so poor that Mikuo was afraid of crashing the car. They were at the outskirts of town at the time, and he found an empty lot to pull into to wait out the storm. The landscape had transformed in mere moments. The sky was almost white. The trees were flailing. Rain poured off the roofs of buildings in sheets. Lakes formed on the cement. Rivers ran across the grass. A sound like a shower turned to full blast competed with the noise of raindrops incessantly pounding the car, and the low howl of the wind could be heard in the background. The situation was very bad for Mikuo. He was already nervous just because he was on a real date with a real live girl, which hadn’t happened many times in his life. He had a touch of claustrophobia, and being confined to a small vehicle assailed by an unremitting torrent made him uneasy. He also had another, more serious cause for alarm, and it was nothing he could admit to his date. He’d needed to go to the bathroom for some time. The need had been uncomfortable, but manageable. He figured he'd drop off his date and head home to his toilet and there'd be no problem. Now it felt like an emergency. The sights and sounds of the downpour seemed to send his system into overdrive, greatly increasing the pain in his bladder and the urgency in his mind. He didn't know how long they'd be stranded here. His holding might fail before he made it to a bathroom. That would cause severe damage to his self esteem, to his nascent romance with Miku, and to the driver's seat's upholstery. He locked eyes with the girl sitting calmly in the passenger’s seat. She was dressed in a lovely pastel ensemble that perfectly complemented her teal hair. Somehow she looked even more gorgeous in the strange light of the storm. Her lively blue-green eyes seemed to glow and twinkle in the dim, ever-shifting illumination. He couldn't look into the face of someone so perfect and say, “I’m about to pee my pants.” Instead he said the first thing that came to mind that wasn’t about romance or urination. “If you don’t like the weather around here, just wait a little while and it’ll change,” he quipped with a chuckle. Then he wanted to bite his knuckle in remorseful embarrassment because that was such a corny thing to say. Miku looked out through the passenger’s window and waxed poetic. “Rain never seemed so powerful before. It’s like a malevolent living force keeping us cocooned inside our safe little shell. We’re totally isolated. I always pictured a summer night and a scenic overlook for my first back seat action with a boy, but this is romantic in its own way.” The nervous young man had been slouching in his seat, trying to make himself relax, but now he sat bolt upright. “Why do you think there’s going to be back seat action!?” he asked in annoyed disbelief. “Because the front seats have this big inconvenient console between them,” the twin-tailed girl replied. Mikuo was almost speechless. “What!? Why!? No!” Miku giggled. “There’s no sense in playing innocent. I can tell when a boy’s planning to make a move.” “How many boys have put moves on you?” “One, if I count you and your inevitable move.” Now Mikuo was completely speechless. “When a boy pulls the car off the road, it’s not hard to tell what he has in mind.” “That wasn’t my choice! It was the rain!” “You don’t need to make up excuses.” “I’m not!” “Look how nervous you are. You’ve been fidgeting ever since you parked the car.” What she said was true, but this wasn't the fidgeting of a lovestruck man too shy to steal a kiss from his inamorata. It was more like the fidgeting of a little boy too shy to ask the teacher for a restroom pass. Of course Mikuo couldn’t say this to Miku, and so he had no explanation for his agitation. “I don’t have any ulterior motive for parking,” he insisted. “You don’t need to worry.” “I’m not worried,” Miku said with a wink. Mikuo decided it was pointless to argue, so he changed his approach. “Let’s just sit here and talk, okay?” “Okay, we’ll talk,” Miku said, then added, “until you work up the courage to make your move.” Neither teen knew what they should talk about at this juncture, and so an awkward silence followed. Mikuo didn’t want to make eye contact with the flirtatious girl, and didn’t want to look at the water outside, so he found himself staring at the ceiling of the car. Miku looked out the windshield. Soon she grew tired of the silence and started talking about the first thing that came to mind: rain. “This is the roughest rainstorm I’ve ever been in. I know we get a couple of these every spring, but I’ve never seen one so intense. It’s hitting the car like bullets. Tiny, wet bullets exploding into liquid when they hit their target.” Miku’s gift for words was now a curse upon Mikuo’s bladder. Hearing these vivid descriptions of the liquid outside made it impossible for him to ignore the liquid inside. He found himself crossing his legs. Miku noticed this immediately, and eyed him suspiciously. He quickly uncrossed them. She resumed musing on the weather. “Look at the windows. It’s like a million little rivers and creeks and streams running and converging and diverging and cascading down the glass into the puddles.” The boy could feel himself losing his hold. His hands moved to grab his crotch, but he stopped them before he embarrassed himself. Miku remained oblivious to his plight. “And look at the pavement. It’s like an ocean. A rough sea gushing and sloshing in the wind, fed by millions of raindrops.” He pressed his legs together as tightly as he could without making a scene. “I’m sure glad we’re safe and dry in here. One minute outside and we’d be wet as mudpuppies!” “Can you please talk about something else!?” Mikuo finally snapped. “I’m sorry,” Miku said. Her pouty pink lips and puppy dog eyes made Mikuo want to reach over and comfort her with a hug, but those motions could wreak havoc on the delicate balance of his bladder. Instead he gave her a light pat on the shoulder. “No, I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to yell at you. I just feel a little scared, trapped inside this car in this awful storm.” “There's no need to be scared,” Miku said in a soft and gentle voice. “I’m here with you.” She leaned her body against Mikuo’s, making him blush, but the trouble was just beginning. Getting close to the boy required her to scoot across the central console and swing her legs around to the driver’s side, which was where she ran into trouble. The hem of her skirt got caught on the gearshift, and so the closer she moved to Mikuo the more leg she showed. Neither teen noticed this at first. Her attention was focused on him, and his attention was focused on preventing an accident. “You’re so tense,” she softly chided. “You should loosen up.” “That’s dangerous!” he said, knowing full well that loosening up would get them both wet. “There’s no need to inhibit yourself so much. Let it all out!” He tensed up at those words. Letting it all out was exactly what he didn’t want to do. “I’ll stop you gently if you start going too far,” she added. “I keep telling you…” he began, but stopped abruptly. He noticed an excess of skin in his peripheral vision, and did a double take. Something unfortunate had happened to his date’s skirt. He could now see the entirety of her carnation pink stocking and a little bit of her powder blue panties, not to mention the naked thigh in between. The shock made his lungs suddenly take in a big gasp and his urethra suddenly let out a little spurt. Mikuo’s reaction alerted Miku to the skirt crisis, but she was amused rather than mortified. “See?” she said with a giggle. “This is why the back seat’s better for canoodling.” Mikuo stopped his leak and tried to stop his panic. With his eyes averted from the girl’s unmentionables, he stole a glance at his own area. His charcoal slacks had acquired a tiny wet spot, but he didn’t think his date would notice. “I’ll look away while you...arrange yourself,” he told her. The next thing he knew, Miku’s skirt was back where it should be, but her bottom was parked where it shouldn’t be: directly on his bladder bulge. “How’s this arrangement?” asked the girl in his lap. In a sudden burst of strength that surprised even him, Mikuo picked Miku up, lifted her over the console, and set her down in the passenger’s seat. The endeavor was not without its consequences. A warm rivulet started trickling down Mikuo’s right leg. When he sat back in the driver’s seat and crossed his legs, he felt a spurt on his left leg and a growing damp spot in the seat of his pants. He saw only one option. He lunged for the door handle and launched himself outside. The door swung shut behind him, protecting the interior from the rain. He stumbled, then stood up straight with his legs apart, and let the urine flow. Blood-hot liquid soaked his crotch, pooled in his underwear, and ran down both his legs until it mingled with the rainwater to make his soggy socks lukewarm. He moaned with pleasure as the pain in his bladder subsided. The relief was so great he barely cared that he was getting drenched. It felt good to have his face pelted with cool water after burning up with embarrassment in the stuffy car. Of course, this was nothing compared to the feeling of release. He didn’t know if Miku could tell what he was doing. He didn’t know how he was going to explain himself. All he knew was that the misery was finally over. After what felt like a long while, Mikuo’s bladder was completely empty. In a swift motion, he opened the car door, fell into the seat, and slammed it shut. He noticed the drops of urine he’d left inside the car, and made sure they disappeared in the rainwater he brought in. He sat there silently for a moment, wondering if his date had noticed the clues of his accident, and afraid that anything he said could reveal his guilt. “Feel better?” she asked with a smile. “Yes,” the blushing boy meekly croaked. “I can’t believe you just…” Miku began before her speech deteriorated into uncontrollable giggling. All Mikuo could do was turn redder. “Wait’l I tell Luka about my date,” Miku said when she finally got over the giggles. “She won’t believe I made a boy so hot he needed a cold shower.”
  2. KaiSama

    MMD - Hatsune Miku

    so I made this a while back, I first uploaded it on my Iwara i'm only uploading one of the pics here, gonna link the post https://ecchi.iwara.tv/images/wetting-hatsune-miku there are 4 versions, two with a camera screen and two without so there u go guys heres my comeback post lmao enjoy
  3. omorashikun

    VOCALOID OMORASHI IN DA MAKING

    Hai ppls of da world ^-^ Im gonna be doing a vocaloid omorashi, using Gakupo and Luka in particular. Just letting u guys know, cuz ima post it later :D GAKU X LUKA ALL DA WAY There most definitely will be desperation and wetting ^-^
  4. Version 1.0.0

    478 downloads

    So this is a personal animation I made that is not related to any requests...I picked up on this idea after there was some delays in the commission between Lordbardak and I due to a discovery that our model we agreed to use ended up being no good due to lack of features. So this idea was a side project to do to keep some content coming. Quite honestly...I'm not too keen on how it came out. I thought when I first came up with it it would have been better...but oh well...it is made now. No going back. The story is simple...Haku and Rin are by themselves tonight since Miku is "out with someone" (A reference of course to an earlier animation), and they decide to invoke the horror move trope of summoning some probable evil spirit. Results of that ensue and go predictably. But of course...it is me...so expect some kind of twist. So this one is different as this is a fear wetting, not a usual desperation plus wetting. While there is desperation and such, it takes a back seat for the most part. Most of the girls here wet themselves out of fear rather than because they already had to go. There is also a problem with the text...regretfully I did not animate enough to fit the whole story in the video...so I had to dumb down the dialogue. Don't expect as interesting as discussions as there would be normally sad to say. And while the evil spirit here is technically Bloody Mary (taking the form of Sachiko from Corpse Party), she is technically meant to be a placeholder for any non descriptive evil spirit child. Anyway...enjoy all. Comment, review, and rate please. Pee effect by E教授: Toilet stage by ろーがん

    Free

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  6. EMT

    female Hatsune Miku 3

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  7. CloudDDPA

    hedgehog Gals

    From the album: Cloudy Diaper gallery (Cloud D artwork)

    I forgot to post this one ^^;

    © http://cloudddpa.deviantart.com/art/Hedgehog-Gals-450128028

  8. Hikustiel

    Omo Rin

    From the album: Hikustiel Art

    Recent drawing, gonna post this in a forum!
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  10. CloudDDPA

    Motherly Much?

    From the album: Cloudy Diaper gallery (Cloud D artwork)

    My side of a art trade with a friend on Devaintart. I'm not too proud with this one but I'm not ashamed of it.
  11. EMT

    female Hatsune Miku 4

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  12. EMT

    female Hatsune Miku 5

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  13. EMT

    female Hatsune Miku 2

    I love how the pee goes into her hair on this one.

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  14. Iliketrains

    female Hatsune Miku

    Know you guys fucking love Miku, so here ya go

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  15. Hikustiel

    Mei Doodle

    From the album: Hikustiel Art

    Bit of a messy sketchy doodle of Meiko in Rin's clothes. Haven't been on for a while.
  16. I want to do an omorashi fanfiction using Len Kagamine from vocaloid, with desperation and wetting, and involving his sister Rin but without any incest o3o But i have no idea what to do for the scenario T-T any ideas guys???
  17. Vangarde

    A haunted mess

    Len and Rin Kagamine were taking a trip to the new amusement park that had just opened up a week earlier. They were both super excited, as it had been as while since they had done anything fun together recently. Both of them has been busy with concerts, and singing new singles that were going to be released. But finally, they had found one day where they were both free. And as Rin said, what better way than to spend it at an amusement park? "Ah it's hot!" Len yelled. "Do you have to yell?" Rin asked, narrowing her eyes. "Well yeah." Len replied. "It's so hot and I've had three drinks already." Rin's eyes widened. "Three drinks already?" "Isn't that a bit unwise, Len?" Rin asked. "How so?" Len asked. "Well drinks cost quite a fair bit of money..." Rin replied. "Oh no need to worry! I don't squander my money like a child!" Len replied. "If you say so..." Rin replied, unassured. "Len!" Rin tugged on his arm. "I wanna go on in the haunted house! Apparently it's the longest and scariest one that's ever been built! People have even gotten lost in there." "Ha!" Len scoffed. "I never get scared!" "We'll see about that!" Rin exclaimed. The haunted house was unsurprisingly dark, and Rin and Len got through 5 minutes of it without much trouble. They were able to point out all the cheap tricks that the organisation had used to scare people. However, a few minutes later, Len started to feel a slight pain in his bladder. It didn't feel too bad so at first he just ignored it and enjoyed the haunted house with Rin. However, in a space of time he didn't know was two minutes, or ten, he started to get really desperate. As they walked on, the pain got increasingly worse, and Len was worried he was going to lose control any second. He was reluctant to grab himself with Rin right next to him but eventually decided that it was too dark and she wouldn't be able to see. "Um Rin...?" Len called. "Yeah Len..?" Rin asked. "How much of the haunted house have we seen?" Len asked, his voice wavering a bit. "I don't think we've even hit halfway yet." Rin replied. "Why? Are you scared?" "Absolutely not!" Len stammered. Rin looked in his direction curiously. "Alright then." Len could feel his three drinks sloshing around in his bladder for every step he took. It ached to walk, but he knew if he stopped, he would never make it out of the haunted house. "URRGH!" he thought. "Why did I drink so much? Curse this hot weather for making me drink all do that." When he thought Rin wasn't paying attention, his hand snaked down to his crotch, and squeezed it a little. He gave a sigh of relief, but the relief was short lived because as soon as he let go, his bladder started to hurt more than ever. This caused him to have one hand permanently on his crotch to ease the pain. Unfortunately, he eventually became so desperate that even squeezing his crotch did anything to relieve him. "Oh!" he thought, with a pained expression. "oh I can't..." With nothing to ease the ache, Len started to panic, and grabbed his crotch with two hands. Even without easing the pain, he figured he could prevent anything from leaking out. "Halfway!" Rin yelled out, excitedly, looking at the sign that marked the point. Since the sign was illuminated, Len was forced to take both hands off his crotch, so that Rin wouldn't see. His bladder hurt so much that he couldn't even feel happy for Rin. "Uh that's great, Rin." he forced a smile at her. She frowned. "Is something wrong?" "N-no" Len stuttered. Rin noticed that Len was fidgeting an awful lot, and when she realised why, her lips formed a mischievous smile. "OHH! I get it!" she exclaimed. "you need to pee!" Len blushed. "N-no I-" "Yes you do!" Rin insisted, and took two steps towards him. Len took two steps back. "Please Rin. Not here, please." She gave an apologetic look, and placed her hands gently on his bladder, which made him squeak slightly. Rin grinned, and pressed a little bit harder, and Len's voice increased into a whine, and his hands grabbed his crotch, which Rin had to admit it was cute. Len started to panic as a spurt of urine escaped from his crotch, and it took him all his strength to stem the flow. Rin took her hands off, took his hands instead. "Come on, Len, let's finish this." "Rin..." he whined gently, but she patted his back lovingly. "Come one Len. You can get through this." Len grimaced. "How long until we get through this?" Rin considered it for a moment. "One hour." Len started to squirm, not knowing if he'd even make it out without drenching himself in his own piss. A monster's face suddenly popped out from behind the wall. Len screamed. And the shock made his bladder weak. A spurt escaped from his crotch, and this time, it was even harder to stem the flow. Len grabbed himself and softly massaged his crotch, willing it to stop. Len cursed himself from being frightened from such a simple thing because if he hadn't needed to go to the toilet that badly then he probably wouldn't have been scared by it. Rin turned around when she heard him scream and softly squeezed his hand. "Rin." he whispered, almost pleading. "I need..." "I know." she said gently, stroking his back. "You need the bathroom." Len wanted to cry. "I c-can't..." "We're nearly there, Len, alright? You're doing a good job. Just take it easy..." "No Rin!" he burst out, close to tears, "I really can't." "You can't do it here, Len" she said softly. "You know that." "I have to, Rin. I can't hold it." She quieted him by putting a finger on his lips. "Shh. We'll make it out of here, alright? Just a little more." "Sorry Len." "Huh?" Len wasn't paying much attention. All he was doing was trying to keep himself dry, and it was a battle he was losing, little by little. Since the halfway mark, he'd been unable to stop himself from spurting. So far, he'd been able to keep his shorts relatively dry but each spurt was getting longer, and even harder to control. And every time, he would stop, and try to stem the flow, while Rin went over to him and comforted him. "Len, I don't know where we are." Rin admitted, going over to him and giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "B-but Rin..." Len's eyes started to water. He really couldn't hold himself anymore, and he was starting to get less certain that he would make it out dry. His bladder hurt immensely, almost as if someone had shot him in the stomach. He held the end of his crotch tight, holding back the storm that he felt inside him. "You have to try, Len." Rin insisted. "I am trying!" he protested, but another spurt made his way out of his crotch, and he grabbed himself, using all his energy to make it stop. "Len, let it go." Rin said suddenly. "Huh?" "You've basically been wetting yourself this whole way so just calm down, relax and let it go." Len blushed at the thought. "We won't be getting out of here any time soon. If you wet yourself now, then it'll basically be dry by the time we get out." "Rin, I can't..." "Suit yourself." Len walked along with both hands on his crotch, a few paces behind Rin. He wanted to cry. Never had he felt so embarrassed, or with a need to go to the toilet so badly before. He had to make it out of there and find a toilet, so that he could finally relieve himself. As another spurt made its way out of his crotch, he stopped and kicked himself for the hundredth time for drinking so much. This spurt seemed to be much longer than the other ones, and Len whined as he tried his best to stop it, and finally he did. By now, his boxers were completely soaked, and there was a small wet patch on his shorts. Thankfully, they were still in the darkness of the haunted house so it wasn't as if anyone would notice. Len's eyes lit up when he saw light. Rin looked back at him with a smile and they realised they had finally reached the end. Ignoring the remainder of the "attractions" in the haunted house, Len burst into a sprint which hurt his bladder. His relief was short lived when he smacked into Rin, and fell on top of her. The impact from the fall let out the storm inside him. Urine gushed out from his crotch, and despite grabbing himself he could do nothing to stop it. His held in pee just kept on coming out. Just metres away from the entrance, Len had lost control, right on top of Rin! While it was a relief to finally let go, his cheeks burned, as Rin squirmed under him, obviously not enjoying being soaked by Len's pee. "Len, stop it!" she squealed as she pushed him off. He fell on his bottom, and still continued to pee, but this time, all over the haunted house floor. He simply couldn't stop it no matter what he did. The more he tried to hold it back in, the faster it came out, and the more difficult it became to control. After what seemed like hours for both Len and Rin, Len's pee finally trickled down to a dribble and then stopped. Rin glared at him, and then smirked and then started laughing. "BWAHAHAHA. I didn't think you'd actually wet yourself!" Len blushed, and glared and Rin. Her face softened as she held out her hand to him. "You didn't really see the haunted house properly did you?" He shook his head in response. "Well we can't go out looking like this... So let's go look through it again properly! And by that time, our clothing will have dried!" Len nodded shyly. "Thanks Rin." Rin grinned back in the darkness. "No problem." None of the vocaloids said anything when the two of them arrived back home smelling like pee. The End.
  18. Hikustiel

    Hikustiel's Art

    I'll be using this thread to post anything I draw. _____________________________________ I made a recent drawing of Kagamine Rin, she's so cute.
  19. EMT

    female Hatsune Miku 1

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  20. iamandrew

    female 二人は仲良すぎ

    7/19/15 update: This image was posted on pixiv, but the OP has deleted their pixiv account. Image updated with more zoomed out and higher resolution image.

    © https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/2502042

  21. Maybe that juice wasn't such a good idea, Rin?

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