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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
This was done by omorashifan59. Long line for the bathroom, and suzuya can't hold it anymore. She goes in an alleway.-
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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From the album: [English] The Complete Kohri ms/Kori club collection
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A story I have written with the help of AI and prompts and several revisions, as promised. Chapter 1 and Chapter 2. I will look forward to comments. Chapter 1: The Dilemma Meera found herself navigating the bustling corridors of the crowded mall, a place she hadn't initially planned to visit. Her presence there was an impromptu decision, driven by the need to find Ashwin's favorite toy, a reward for his excellent behavior and results at a school test. Her silk saree, chosen for its simplicity, clung to her skin as she wove through the crowds of shoppers, the fabric a reflection of her hectic life as a working mother. As she walked through the mall, her mind raced with thoughts of the day. She had picked Ashwin up from school earlier after work, intending to head straight home. But as the car approached the mall, a mere 2 minutes from home, Ashwin's persistent pleas to visit his beloved toy store had swayed her decision. "Mom, please, can we just go inside for a few minutes?" Ashwin's eyes brimmed with anticipation, and his plea tugged at her heart. She agreed, hoping to surprise him with a new toy that would light up his eyes with joy, her enthusiasm masked by the growing urgency in her abdomen. Time, however, was not on her side. Meera's day at work had been a whirlwind of tasks and responsibilities. Her role as a marketing executive demanded her full attention, and this particular day had been filled with back-to-back meetings, leaving her with little time to spare. By the time she left her office, she was already running later than she had intended. Ashwin had eagerly anticipated sharing his test results with her, and she couldn't bear the thought of disappointing him. She knew she should have heeded the restroom's call at the office before leaving, but her haste and focus on Ashwin's anticipation had caused her to overlook her well-being. The traffic had been unusually heavy that day, and with each passing minute, her sense of urgency grew. She silently cursed the congestion, willing the minutes to pass faster as she navigated through the sea of vehicles. Finally, when she arrived at the school, Ashwin was already waiting for her. The moment he spotted her, his face lit up with joy. He couldn't wait to share his recent test results, and his excitement was infectious. Meera felt a surge of pride for her son, who had performed exceptionally well, and she hugged him tightly, momentarily forgetting her own discomfort. The promise of a beautiful afternoon spent together at home overshadowed the discomfort slowly creeping in. Meera believed she could manage until they got home, as their house was just a ten-minute drive away. She didn't want to ruin the moment and decided to prioritize Ashwin's happiness. Little did she know that the consequences of her decision would soon catch up with her. The mall, usually a place of leisurely strolls and window shopping, had suddenly transformed into a labyrinth of chaos. With each passing moment, the urgency of her own needs grew, and she realized she should have heeded the restroom's calls earlier. Meera watched Ashwin's boundless enthusiasm carry him from one captivating display to another. The sheer delight in his eyes as he explored the mall's wonders was infectious, and it was difficult to say no to his innocent requests. But the growing pressure in her abdomen and the relentless passage of time were a heavy burden to bear. Her steps faltered, and she felt beads of sweat form on her brow, a testament to her inner turmoil. The mall's complex layout seemed like a labyrinth of distraction, with shops and shoppers forming a disorienting maze. She tried to maintain a calm facade for Ashwin, not wanting to spoil his joy, but the pressure in her abdomen was relentless, a growing urgency she could no longer ignore. As they navigated the busy corridors, Meera couldn't help but steal glances at the restroom signs. It was a subtle act, a discreet check to see how far they were from the much-needed refuge. Her steps, though graceful, bore the weight of her discomfort. The silk saree she wore, chosen for its elegance and simplicity, now felt like a heavy burden, clinging uncomfortably to her skin. The tension within Meera continued to mount as she navigated the ever-crowded mall, her graceful steps at odds with her increasing desperation. Ashwin's insatiable curiosity and boundless energy were juxtaposed with her urgent need for a restroom. The toy store and the mesmerizing carousel were just distractions, and although she yearned to bask in her son's joy, her bladder's demand for relief had become an overwhelming priority. She did her best to maintain her composure, but her discomfort was undeniable. Her patience wore thin as she followed Ashwin from one attraction to another, all the while struggling to ignore the relentless pressure in her lower abdomen. The saree, once a symbol of her grace, now clung to her like a heavy weight, a constant reminder of her predicament. Finally, when Ashwin darted toward a captivating candy store, Meera seized the opportunity to catch hold of him. She knelt, her voice gentle but trembling, and spoke to her son. "Ashwin, darling, we need to find a restroom now. It's really important." Her urgency was evident in her eyes, and Ashwin, sensing the seriousness of the situation, nodded and agreed to follow her, temporarily setting aside his fascination with the candies. Chapter 2: Desperation in the Labyrinth With Ashwin in tow, they embarked on a quest to find the restroom, every step filled with a sense of impending crisis. Meera's composure was a fragile veneer, masking the turmoil within. Her desperation had peaked, and as they continued their search, her efforts to hold back the tide of urgency were on the brink of failure. Meera's panic grew with each step they took, searching for the elusive restroom in the mall's complex layout. The disorienting maze of shops, coupled with the bustling crowd of shoppers, made her feel utterly lost. Desperation surged within her, and her body protested against the pressure, becoming more insistent by the moment. Then, in a moment of sheer panic, it happened. A small, involuntary leak broke through, and Meera's cheeks flushed with the heat of embarrassment. Meera felt like time had slowed down, and the world around her became a blur. She suddenly froze, her breath catching in her throat as the small, involuntary leak caught her completely off guard. It was as if the universe had conspired to put her in this humiliating situation, and her cheeks flushed with the heat of embarrassment, turning a shade of crimson that rivaled her vibrant saree. Amid the bustling mall, people hurriedly walked past, oblivious to her internal turmoil. The pressure had become too much to bear. Desperate to stave off the impending disaster, she clenched her muscles, cutting off the surprise leak. Meera clenched her muscles with all the strength she could muster, like a dam resisting the relentless flow of a river. The effort was visible in how her body tensed, causing her to momentarily sway on the spot. She felt the sweat forming on her brow and her palms growing clammy as she fought to halt the surprise leak. Amidst the cacophony of shoppers and the relentless march of time, an irritated passerby impatiently called out, "Move along, lady! Don't just stand there in the middle of the corridor!" The stranger's voice pierced through Meera's thoughts, a reminder that the world kept moving, and she needed to as well. Her heart raced as she forced her feet to obey, slowly resuming her steps, one shaky stride at a time. As she continued her determined march towards the restroom, her inner monologue was filled with self-reproach. She chastised herself for not heeding the restroom's call earlier at the school and her office. Regret mingled with her embarrassment, intensifying the turmoil within her. The mall had transformed from a place of leisure to a battleground, and Meera was determined to emerge victorious in her quest to find relief. Shelving her shyness, Meera approached a nearby security guard, her voice quivering with urgency. Her usual reserved demeanor was overshadowed by the desperation gnawing at her, and she needed help. "Excuse me," she said, her eyes conveying her distress. "Could you please tell me where the nearest restroom is?" The security guard, a man in his late fifties with a stern, weathered face and an air of indifference, gave her a curt nod, pointing in the direction of the restroom before turning back to chat with his colleague. As Meera led Ashwin towards the restrooms, she couldn't help but overhear the conversation between the security guard and his colleague. They were talking about how people treated the mall like a public restroom, and Meera felt a pang of anger and humiliation. She almost considered confronting the guard for his rudeness but was too desperate and embarrassed to do so. The thought of going home crossed her mind. The home was a mere ten minutes away by car, and her familiar bathroom offered comfort and privacy. However, the idea of driving home and leaving her unfinished shopping task - buying Ashwin's toy - nagged at her. The journey to the restroom felt like a never-ending marathon. Meera's elegant saree, once a symbol of grace, now clung to her with an uncomfortable weight. With every step, her desperation intensified, turning her composed gait into an anxious shuffle. Ashwin, the bundle of energy, was pulling her forward, utterly oblivious to the turmoil within his mother. When they finally arrived at the restroom area, Meera's heart sank as she was met with the disheartening sight of a queue of people. She quickly counted the individuals in front of her, noticing that there were only four women ahead, which offered a glimmer of hope in her moment of desperation. The restrooms, both for ladies and gents, were located nearby, and she couldn't help but envy the fact that there was no line for the men's room. As Meera stood there, she glanced at the men's restroom and wished she could simply rush in, but the societal norms and her inhibitions held her back.
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Pokemon sword and shield trainer Marnie just makes it to pee 5
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From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images part 2
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