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Author's note: Greetings, amateur author here. I have always wanted a yuri omutsu story mixed with Lit-RPG elements, and so I decided to write this when I didn't find any. Please enjoy~ ∠(ᐛ」∠)＿ Synopsis Elizabeth Rochefield, a heiress destined to one day inherit her father’s international commercial group, was an otherwise normal girl. Being an introvert with above average intelligence, she would spend most of her free time indoors. Her hobbies ranged from reading novels and playing video games, to enjoying her diaper fetish... Her life was busy with all her needs and wants met, yet she still craved something more. Regardless of how seemingly perfect her life was she wished for nothing more than to be a dashing heroine, one akin to her favourite novels. A wish that she would one day regret making. It was on that day, while Elizabeth flew on her private jet that something terrible happened, something that would change her life forever. Drawn by a strange electrical sensation Elizabeth looked out the window. Soon the bright overcast skies were torn asunder, as the ominous and ear shattering sound of glass cracking filled the air. A massive crack in the very fabric of space opened up in the skies above. Ashen clouds began to pour out of the crack contaminating the once calm skies, as lightning tore through the air. For the young heiress this visage only lasted a second in her eyes, as she suddenly found herself transported into what was a divine domain that existed in a separate dimension from her own. Elizabeth found herself and several other newcomers brought to this strange place. There were also others who had been in there for a longer time. Now forcibly recruited by an emotionless being that ruled over this domain, known only as The System. It referred to the lot of them as Users, and bestowed them with a strange power reminiscent of that of RPG characters, complete with status screens. The System tasked the Users to venture to dangerous fantastical worlds in order to harvest karma. In exchange for their efforts they were granted abilities and items far beyond their understanding. Left with little choice she began her journey. Over the course of what felt like a lifetime Elizabeth had successfully traversed six worlds, each filled with harsh experiences, and bountiful rewards. This would all come crashing down upon her one day, as the domain was suddenly attacked by an unknown entity. The System rallied the Users under it to fight back, but in the end regardless of how much power and experience they had gained on their quest they were all miserably defeated. In the murky darkness after the battle ended Elizabeth found herself still alive, her soul somehow intact. Desperate and now lacking a body she was offered an opportunity by The System. To once again harvest karma from myriad worlds, in order to enable The System to restore itself. In exchange for this The System guaranteed the restoration of her body and the continued gain of abilities as it grew stronger. Left with no other choice but a literal deal from the devil, she begrudgingly accepted. Chapter 1 - The Black Plague Rays of orange light interweaved between clouds in the sky as the morning sun peeked over the horizon. Various trees with yellowing leaves decorated the land of Japan, their leaves blown away with the late autumn wind. Birds chirped, while a sparse amount of people walked or sat on benches. Inside a middling apartment, Elizabeth was laid there on a bed, eyes closed. Then, her eyes fluttered open. She lifted her upper body and sat on the bed while brushing a stray blonde hair to the back of her ear. “Looks like System covered their part of the deal…” Elizabeth muttered. A bit weary, she opened her status menu by thinking about it. ‘Curses! System, I understand why my physical stats decreased since my body was reconstructed, but why did my magic stats and abilities degrade, while some abilities were removed entirely?’ ‘What?! Ah, I guess it isn’t weird for me to have soul injury from that scale of war. System, is there any memory loss involved?’ ‘Thank goodness, but it sounds like I have to train my skills back up again, and purchase new ones.’ Although she always had a hint of suspicion towards The System in her heart, she wasn’t powerful enough to investigate it right now. At least some abilities and all of her innate abilities still remained. Finishing her thought, she opened the Main Quest. ‘It seems like I am currently in the world of “The Black Plague”, the anime about parasitic zombies that I watched back on Earth, and also at System Domain for information gathering purposes.’ Curious about what identity she was given for her quest, she checked the identity screen related to this world. Her identity was just an ordinary foreigner orphan who recently lost her parents, which was the usual identity given to users by System. She is currently an eighteen years old third-grade high school student who is close to graduation. The identity screen also included an explanation as to why System specified the 1st Main Quest to be done in the afternoon. It was simply because she called in sick. With how The System usually did things, it must be to let the users get their bearings in the new world. As for the failure’s punishment, it was actually a warning, since moving away from the protagonist is much more dangerous. This was because they usually have the world itself protecting them, otherwise known as their plot armour. In addition, karma is harvested near the protagonist most of the time, but sometimes other characters too when they have a plot related to the world’s fate. She then proceeded to check her pocket-dimension inventory. ‘As expected, I lost all my items, alas. Looks like I have to obtain equipment and supplies for when the zombie apocalypse happens.‘ Thankfully, it seemed like the upgrades she purchased for it still existed. It can currently hold any non-living objects with a capacity of 10 cubic metres, and items can be taken in and out instantly. But the main feature was the time stop function it has, which was especially important for magical materials that degrade in potency over time. Elizabeth only got it near the end of her sixth world after saving up and getting the permission to purchase it from a troublesome quest. ‘System, how did the inventory upgrades stay despite my soul injury and losing all its content?’ ‘I see… well, I shouldn’t see the glass as half empty, let’s just be grateful for this fortune.’ Turning her body to the bedside, she felt the cold ceramic floor and noticed a pair of white bunny sandals nearby. Slotting her feet into the sandals, she stood up and walked into the front of a mirror above a sink. Her thin white nightie fluttered with her movement. She checked her body condition with the mirror, and noticed how her eyes looked different. Instead of her previous uniform green eyes, her eyes were now the colour of silver mixed with emerald. Their green hue at the top gradually changes to silver as it goes down. When she looked at them sideways and back from different angles, they also shimmered in different ways. She wondered if it had anything to do with her untimely death and revival. She then checked her front and back for any injury, her pale skin alongside her long blonde hair seemed to be fine and the same as before. Her body balance so far indicated that her height is the same as before, which is quite short at around 150 cm or 4’11. She proceeded to change her white nightie into a short one-piece white dress, white satin gloves, and white panties. She put her entire wardrobe’s contents into her inventory, then she took a short rest to let her mana recharge. A user’s pocket-dimension inventory consumes mana to use and maintain, and is facilitated by System. She wouldn’t have needed to rest if her 「Willpower」, the stat that corresponds to mana capacity and mental defense, was at the quality of a Sovereign Rank user she previously had. Next, she took the mattress and the blanket, in addition to her sunscreen lotion, smartphone, wallet, backpack, and school supplies. She then moved to the kitchen, where she managed to get a chef knife, dining utensils, and three packets of instant ramen. Her inventory does not abide like the usual storage in reality, it doesn’t matter what shape they are. As long as there’s space left, it will fit no matter what. She found out that the bowls actually had less volume than the ramen’s package, so she decided to test out her cooking skills. She found this out by putting them in her inventory. The addition of the water’s volume is not a problem since it would also hydrate her. She cooked them with no additional flair since there's no other ingredient to use. Smelling the tantalising instant ramen, her stomach rumbled, so she decided to eat one of them. Finished with pilfering her own apartment clean, she noticed that it was late morning already. Wearing white silk thigh-highs, pink-accented white sneakers, and sunscreen, she walked outside. She visited several markets, and borrowed various supplies by utilising her inventory, utterly remorseless. She made sure not to take too many from the same store, but from multiple ones, to make it harder to notice. She avoided detection from people and surveillance cameras alike by using blind spots and acting natural. Nobody would’ve suspected a cute girl like her to be shoplifting so shamelessly after all. It went smoothly all thanks to her previous experience,「Basic Stealth」, and 16「Dexterity」. Having a stat at 16 means it was 1.6 times that of the average human. She shopped as she liked while taking some rest in-between to recover her mana. Besides supplies, she also took several machetes, black elbow pads, knee pads, and welding masks paired with fitting motorcycle helmets for herself and this world’s protagonist party. In the middle of her shopping spree, she was surprised to find an antique shop which has an actual sharp stainless-steel bastard sword. After that unexpected find, she went to pickpocket guns from the police, by innocently walking past five police officers and putting them in her inventory. As Japan has an incredibly low amount of gun-related deaths, they only carried an old New Nambu Model 60 and no extra ammo, which was a revolver with five .38 special rounds capacity that was distributed in the 1960’s. Then she went to check the nearby police station for kevlar, but it is too difficult to do it at day for her Basic Stealth compared to supermarkets, so she decided to wait until midnight later on to borrow a few toys to confiscate from their armoury. Even if there are still some night shift guards, it would be much easier to sneak in without throngs of people moving around. Not to mention, the current times of peace would lax their vigilance. After stocking her inventory full with useful items for the apocalypse, in a nearby supermarket, she can’t help but grab several packs of Yurihime (Lily Princess) pull-ups that have pink tabs and elegant pink lilies drawn on its pure white base, alongside changing supplies. This has been her stress relief as a System User. Other users turned to alcohol and drugs. Although they’re not as thick as she liked, she would use them in the meantime. While at it, she also went to order several packages of proper fetish diapers online to be delivered tomorrow. With the pull-up packages in her inventory, she walked to a nearby public restroom, her heart pumping a bit faster from giddiness. ‘Even after all this time, the anticipation of wearing one is still there...’ Elizabeth thought as she pulled down her panties inside a stall, and then she put it into her inventory. She applied a rash-prevention cream on her crotch. Then the cream was put back into her inventory. After that, a package of Yurihime pull-ups appeared on her hand, then with a rustle, she opened it and grabbed one. She put the package back into her inventory. Lifting her dainty foot, she put it into the pull-up one after another, then pulled it up tight. She faintly smiled at the familiar softness of her protection. She then kept her skirt lifted by pressing it with her chin, a hand pulled the pull-up’s front open, while another sprinkled talcum powder into her crotch. Smelling the fresh lavender smell, she blushed a bit. With a plap, she stopped pulling the front of her pull-up, covering her crotch with an illustration of pink lilies. Her sheer white one-piece’s skirt flutters as it goes down, shrouding the flower garden from prying eyes. Putting a hand on her crotch, she whimpered slightly at the pressure in her lower abdomen. She hadn’t “watered the flower” at her apartment, and it’s now the middle of the noon. With her shopping done for now, she walked to her apartment. It was late noon when she arrived at her apartment. As she unlocked her apartment door, she suddenly felt a stomach cramp, which caused her to slightly bend forward. Psshtt… trickle “Mnn…” The cramp caused her to spurt out a momentary jet of pee, before it petered out to some droplets and then stopped with effort. After a few agonising seconds, the pain was relieved. She pulled up her white dress’ short skirt and peeked at her pull-up. The pink lilies protecting her are still untainted, it’s as white and pink as usual. Pressing a hand on her pull-up, it crinkled faintly. She felt a faint dampness inside from the pressure before it went away, the pull-up’s gel absorbing them. That crisis averted, she pulled out her school uniform from her inventory and changed into them. It’s short sleeved with thigh-high skirt, leaving a gap of plump skin between it and her white tights, creating the infamous absolute territory. It also barely covers her pull-up with around half an inch to spare. After changing her clothes, she pulled out her school backpack and proceeded to wear it. Since Mizumi High School was nearby, she walked there. Mizumi High School is a prestigious all-girls school that has five floors and windows all over them. It has a tower in the middle that hangs a giant clock inscribed with roman numerals. There are trees, benches, and a fountain decorating the front yard. Following directional signs, she went to the principal’s office. In the middle of walking… Psssssss… She only noticed it after a while to stop it, her walk slowing down as she does, with a hand tightly pressed on her crotch. …ssht… pssht… Prfft… Alongside her accident, a faint wisp of wind also sneaked out. … trickle “Huff…” Done with her second unfortunate mishap, she continued to walk. The fresh pee dampened her pull-up again. At this point, if someone were to catch a glimpse under her short skirt, they would’ve seen the pull-up’s sacred pink lilies tainted with slight yellow. The thought excited her, making her heart beat faster. As she walked, her pull-up’s gel whisked away the liquid, this time taking a few seconds more than before. After arriving at her destination, she knocked on the door. “Please come in,” said someone inside. “Excuse me.” Elizabeth opened the door into an elegant office with a soft brown rug, a brown bookshelf, and a brown desk paired with a chair. Sitting on it was a middle-aged woman in a business dress, the ray of early afternoon sun streaming on her through a window behind. As Elizabeth moved into the office, an ethereal fragrance of lavender filled the room, dazing the woman as she saw her. Unknown to the woman, she was affected by this temptress’ innate ability of「Charm」. “Greetings, principal, good afternoon. I am Elizabeth Rochefield, a transfer student from Fujikawa High School. Here is the transfer paper,” Elizabeth said with a slight polite smile as she handed the transfer paper. With the greetings that sounded like bells and wind chimes coming from Elizabeth, the principal woke up from her daze as she subconsciously grabbed the paper. Elizabeth’s polite expression didn’t change, seemingly not noticing the principal’s reaction. After a few seconds, she looked at the transfer paper, then back at her. “Good afternoon, Erizabesu-chan. We received your request for a transfer a few days ago. After a discussion with the other staff, we decided to place you in class 3-A, as your grades were acceptable for the best class we have in third year. Let us go there and meet your homeroom teacher, Mizuhana-sensei.” The name caught Elizabeth’s attention. In the anime, Rae Mizuhana was a former spec-ops soldier skilled in guns, knives, and vehicles. She is also skilled in small unit tactics, letting her command the protagonist party decisively, while also teaching it to the protagonist. Then they walked to the classroom. The principal went inside first to greet the homeroom teacher. Outside the classroom, Elizabeth could see the teacher. She is what they call a yamato nadeshiko, meaning the ideal Japanese beauty. With black iris, long black hair, milky white skin, and a lean figure. Meanwhile, chatter filled the classroom as the principal arrived inside. “Why did the principal come to the class? Is there a problem?” a silver-haired girl asked. “I think it’s a new transfer student, I hope it’ll be a cute girl,” her twintailed friend replied. “Heh, so typical of you, to always have your head in the mud,” the silver-haired girl sneered. “W-what did you say?!” shouted the other girl in response, glaring. The classroom became quiet as their homeroom teacher entered with a petite girl. An inexplicable lavender smell suddenly wafted into the room in the girl’s wake. Looking at her blonde hair and pale skin, even though they are girls, they were dazed by this foreign beauty. As she walked in, Elizabeth noticed the albino girl with long silver-hair and the heterochromia girl with twintails. They were the protagonist and the romance interest of this world respectively, Himeko Reinford and Asami Hiyama. Moving to the front of the class, she turned to the touch-screen board. She wrote her name on the board in katakana “ロシュフィールド・エリザベス” while her classmates were still not fully there. Elizabeth then turned back to them, her glinting silver-emerald eyes mesmerising them. “Greetings, everyone, my name is Elizabeth Rochefield. I am pleased to be your acquaintance,” she said as she bowed slightly to them. Although her movement woke them up, the fairy-like voice entranced them. It took them a few seconds before they could react. “Pleased to be your acquaintance, Roshufuirudo-san!” everyone replied uniformly to her introduction, except for a certain silver-haired girl that actually said “Rochefield” in proper English. Elizabeth then straightened her back. Meanwhile, the inside of Elizabeth’s head was filled with nervousness. She was so stressed out from her previous death that she thoughtlessly and giddily went and enacted one of her favourite fetish fantasies. Although she’s nervously holding back the tide, it also felt nice. Feeling all those eyes staring at her as she tried to avoid ruining her pull-up is doing all kinds of things to her heart. “Erizabesu-chan, please take a seat in an empty chair,” the teacher implored. Elizabeth stayed still however, blushing red, quivering in place, and clenching her fists on her sides. She is barely keeping her waste in, afraid that it’s going to leak if she walks. The others silently started to wonder what the problem was. ‘Ngh, darn, this is so embarrassing. What in tarnation was I thinking? I wouldn’t want to leave such a horrendous first impression. I already went through six harsh worlds already, I shouldn’t be this impulsive. I should’ve thought of this more when I-’ Knees bend slightly, face blushing, eyes widened and dazed. Brrt… pfft… crackle …psh… psssssht… psssssssss… “Gkh…” With that crackle, an intruder pounded mercilessly onto the back of her pampers. This tragedy was accompanied with Elizabeth helplessly irrigating her flower garden, the pure white padding that was already stained a bit gets more discoloured. The sacred pink lilies turned yellowish, seemingly wilting. It turns darker in shade as her watering-can drizzled. … psssssssssh… “Haah… haah… mnngh-” The intruder from earlier wasn’t finished either, it kept pushing and pushing against her poor little pampers with muffled wet crinkles. It pushed until it couldn’t take it anymore, letting the enemy infiltrate further outward into the front and the back. The sheer brutality of its attack stained the previously pure white padding’s back light brown, spreading and turning darker in shade as the ruthless assault progressed. The frontline of its army invaded close to the trickling rain clouds, turning soft and muddy. …psssht… trickle As the tragic war concluded, her poor little pull-up was left worse for wear. The feeling of sopping wetness at the front and tremendous fullness at the back were overwhelming. Despite the pungent wind sneaking out of her at the start, it was quiet and was muffled by her pampers, so it was only heard by the teacher near her. “Erizabesu-chan, what’s the matter?” the teacher asked with concern as she moved close to her. The other students are confused, only some perceptive ones in the front noticed her weird state and quiet mewls, including a certain silver-haired girl and her friend. When the teacher got close to her, she caught a whiff of a faint pungent smell and put two and two together. “It seemed like Erizabesu-chan isn’t feeling well, so I will take her to the infirmary. Class will be in self-study session until the bell rings, see you tomorrow,” the former spec-ops commanded decisively. When she was about to pat Elizabeth on her shoulder, Elizabeth suddenly evaded her pat. A bit surprised, Mizuhana-sensei put down her hand and decided to just say a gentle “let’s go” as she led the poor girl to the infirmary. Her poor little pull-up squishing and sloshing as she walked, still trying its best to take in the earlier storm. Author's note: Thank you for reading this story. Since you bothered to read this far, why don't you leave an upvote and even comment below? Feedback would motivate me to write more, and I am feeling quite nervous about this first published story of mine~ ＿(ᐛ」∠)＿

Hey, Lily here! Sorry about the boring names lol, couldn't think of anything else. This is part one, I feel like it had a nice ending so I stopped for now. There will be a part 2. This writing was assisted by Novel AI. With that out of the way, enjoy! Lily had to pee really badly. She has had to go before, but not nearly this bad. Every step step threatened to ruin her panties. Lily's girlfriend, Emma, had been seeing Lily struggling not to hold herself for a bit now, but up until now, she had been too shy to say anything. "Hey Lily, is everything alright?" Emma asked "You look like you have to pee." Lily looked down at the ground and blushed. She couldn't believe that Emma was talking about it with her. She felt so embarrassed, especially since Emma was her girlfriend. "Yeah..." Lily said shyly. "I've had to go really badly for a while now." "Can you make it to our car?" Emma asked "Maybe, but if I make it there, I dont think ill be able to make it home, especially with the traffic right now." Lily said shakily. "So we can't do that." "God damn it, why aren't there any public bathrooms here?" Emma said angrily. "I swear, they make a miles-long trail and they dont put any bathrooms? Preposterous." "How far are we from the parking lot?" Lily asked nervously. "I think we've walked about 3 miles." Emma said sympathetically. "But I'm sure we'll get there soon enough. Just try your best to hold it in as long as possible." Emma kept walking, and Lily did her best to keep up. Her legs were starting to ache and she could feel her bladder getting tighter and tighter. "SHIT" Lily shrieked. "I'm leaking!" Emma stopped and turned around to see what was wrong. Lily was doubled over, a hand shoved between her legs, crying. "Are you okay?" Emma asked. "Do you need me to help you find a bathroom?" "No! No, I'm fine," Lily said quickly. "Its just... I cant hold it anymore." "Well then lets hurry back to the car." Emma said. Emma started jogging again, but Lily didn't want to move fast because she knew that would only make it worse. She tried to relax and concentrate on holding it in, but every time she thought of the fact that they still had 2 miles to go, a spurt shot into her pants. It wasn't much, but it made her feel even more ashamed than she already was. There was no question, she couldn't hold it till they got to the car. At this point, 2 decisions were running through her head. 1. Keep trying and inevitably wet her pants. 2. pull down her skirt and do it a bit off the trail. her dignity was already ruined anyway. She decided to go with option two. She started into the woods, motioning Emma to follow her. "Oh god, oh god, oh god, please let me make it..." she prayed silently. A few seconds later, another spurt came out. This one was bigger, and it leaked all down her leg. "OH GOD!" Lily cried. "Please, please, please let me make it." Another spurt came out, and then another. The first one wasnt as big as the others, but the second and third were both pretty large. They dribbled down her leg, soaking the bottom of her skirt and making her pantyhose stick to her skin. "Oh my god, Emma!" Lily gasped. "My panties are soaked!" Emma was shocked by how wet Lily was, but she also felt a rush of excitement. She had never seen anyone pee themselves before, and it seemed like such an intimate act. She followed Lily deeper into the woods. "I cant hold it anymore, Emma!" Lily wailed. Emma saw Lily start to pull down her skirt, and she panicked. "Lily, wait!" Emma yelled. "We're in the middle of nowhere! We cant do this here!" "I cant hold it!" Lily screamed. "I have to pee so bad! Please help me!" Emma sighed and reluctantly agreed. She grabbed Lily's arm and held her still. Lily moaned in relief, but it was short-lived, as she realized she hadn't taken off her skirt yet. "Wait, Emma! I have to take these off too!" Lily pleaded. Emma nodded and helped Lily pull her skirt and panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and stood in front of Emma. Lily peed for a few minutes, moaning out of relief. "T-thank you, Emma." Lily said shakily, "If it weren't for you, I would be sitting in a pool of my own piss right now." Emma smiled and pulled Lily close. "Your welcome," Emma replied. "I know its hard to ask for help, but sometimes, we need to trust each other." Lily smiled weakly and leaned into Emma. The end, for now! Don't worry, in part 2, we will get to see Emma desperate.

Soooo...after several years, I decided to give writing a try once more. Needed something to distract myself. Don´t expect this shit to be good x3 Not even sure whether there will be another part. Maybe. Maybe not. Dunno... Beachside training Today was a sunny day... "Huff...huff...huff..." As in: a perfectly sunny day. With no fog, no clouds, nothing at all obstucting the hot afternoon sun as it was burning down on the beach and sea below. Perfect indeed to lie down on the warm sand and work on a tan... "Huff...huff...puff..." Perfect also to go for a quick dip in the sea or to eat some ice cream – preferably in the shade of one of the palm trees or a large parasol... "Huff...huff – Ohh-fuck...all this!" Tracers body slumped against the back wall of a small, beachside kiosk, advertising the sale of such delicious treats – if it weren´t for the fact that it was closed! Indeed, the only thing today´s hot and sunny weather definitely was not perfect for...would be jogging. I can´t believe I have to torture myself like this! I mean this can´t be healthy, right? Running around in this heat? It was a question the brunette girl had asked herself several times already. Each time with greater unwillingness to continue her supposed training program. Her eyes went out to the sea, the perfectly blue water, almost teasing her to go for a quick swim...and perhaps a quick, relaxing nap on the beach right after. .... Except that she couldn´t – not without risking yet another lecture from a certain doctor. "Oh no Lena, you gotta work on your stamina more. You gained some weight lately. As an Overwatch agent, you are required to stay in shape...ARE YOU SERIOUSLY CALLING ME FAT, YOU BLOODY HAG?!" Despite merely muttering under her breath, the last part came out more as suppressed yelling as the girl couldn´t help but vent her frustration by slamming her hand against the kiosk´s wooden planks. Calm down Lena, calm down...you know that Angela is right. You need to do this... Slowly and reluctantly, Tracer rose again from the ground, brushing some sand off her blue gym shorts. She had to carry on with her training – it couldn´t be that much more, right? Right?! A quick glance at her wrist-mounted health monitor led to disappointment however: You kidding me? Only three kilometers...? That couldn´t be true! It had to be at least five! There was no way she only jogged that far... Yet there was no denying hard numbers... "Rubbish! At this rate I´ll spend the entire afternoon doing Angela´s stupid training!" Tracer clenched her fist, finally coming to a decision: She´d rather face the disappointed lecture from Angela yet again, than waste this entire afternoon running off her alleged pudginess! Determined, she turned towards the row of large palm trees, lining the upper half of the beach. Sure, she had no towel to lie on. But for just a little nap, she was more than fine resting on the naked sand.... ...naked.... Her lips shaped into a mischievous little grin as that idea crossed her mind. After all, there were surprisingly few people at the beach, considering the perfect weather. Perhaps that explains why that bloody kiosk was closed! And even if someone saw her getting naked, what did she care? If people wanted to stare, so be it. She chuckled as she dashed across the warm sand, towards the shade of the trees, already fumbling around with her jersey and pulling it over her head as she ran. Boobs are...FREE! "Lena?! What are you- WATCH OUT!!" A familiar voice reached her ears as she was running with the jersey blocking her view for a couple of brief yet fatal seconds. Wait, isn´t that- "Waaaahhh!" Next she felt was her right foot stumbling over something and next moment – the fall. "Ooof!" At the very least, the impact was rather soft on the sand. Yet even without seeing, Tracer knew that this had to be one of her more awkward moments as she laid there, flat and face down in the sand. I really hope I didn´t actually trip over another person...oh please, don´t make this any more awkward.... The brunette could feel soft steps next to her and a warm hand placed on her back. "Lena? Are you...hurt?" "Nope. I´m fine...sorry." And now, at last, she recognized the voice. "...Mei? That you? Are you hurt?" Lena felt a soft tug on her top, which was still stuck around her head and the same gentle hand from her back now pulling it off of her. Still embarrassed, she rolled around on her back, looking up into the other girls soft and cute face. "I´m okay. Don´t worry. You...kinda tripped over me but I guess you didn´t see me with your...shirt..." Despite the situation, Tracer couldn´t help but smirk as a deep, red blush appeared on Mei´s face. "Umm, Lena....? You´re...not wearing a bra...?" "Like I need one for these two baby oranges~" Immediately she could feel her eyes being tied to the much more impressive cleavage of the girl above her. Now those are some top-tier watermelons...

This one's set in an original universe, a kind of sci-fi/Ancient Greece mashup Day 12: For a cause/on purpose OC's Of all the planets in the galaxy, Tiabis was widely considered to be the most beautiful. The sun shone brightly over crystal-clear seas and vast amber fields, and the weather was nearly always warm and mild. The capital city of Colosi was a wonder of architecture, combining beautiful classical buildings with the latest advancements in technology. Hover-trams carried people all around the city, but the most common destination was the local tavern. The place was usually bustling with life and full of joy. On this day, however, a dark mood hung over the patrons. “I ran into her today,” one man lamented as he sipped his wine. “Did you manage to get past her?” asked his companion. “Of course not,” the first man replied. He groaned. “I have to get my cows up to the mountain pasture soon, and that bitch is blocking the only way!” “She’s stopped me from going to see my family,” a third man added, “and they desperately need supplies. She’s a monster!” “Pardon me,” came a new voice. A tall, muscular woman with short brown hair strode up to the bar. She wore a simple leather tunic with a belt and scabbard, as well as a fur shawl over her shoulders. “Did I hear you mention a monster?” “Yes,” said one of the men warily. “What business is it of yours?” “My name is Dipas,” said the woman. “Monsters are something of a specialty of mine.” Dipas ordered a beer and took a hearty swig before continuing. “I’ve slain monsters from here to the Northern Wastes,” she explained. “This shawl is made from the fur of a cave panther that I killed with my bare hands.” “We, er, don’t want you to kill anything,” one of the men explained hurriedly. “This ‘monster’ is human.” “Or at least she was,” the cowherd added. Seeing Dipas’ confused expression, he continued. “She’s a modder. You know, someone who’s had themselves genetically modified?” “I’ve encountered a few of those,” said Dipas. “What’s this one’s game?” “She’s modded herself with cat features,” said the cowherd. “Fur, claws, sharp ears and green eyes. She calls herself the Sphinx. Currently, she’s at the head of the only path to the mountains, and she won’t let anyone through. It’s affecting everybody in this city, but anyone who’s tried to fight her has been mauled.” “And you don’t want me to kill her?” asked a skeptical Dipas. “We’d prefer to avoid bloodshed here,” the first man explained. “And she says she’ll stop if somebody solves her riddle.” “What riddle?” asked Dipas. The man cleared his throat. “‘In this fair city,’” he recited, “‘the rights of all have made such great advances. Yet on this issue, men and women still must take different stances. For if-’” “Piss,” said Dipas bluntly. “Pardon?” asked the third man. “Oh, the restroom is down the hall and to the right.” “No, idiot,” Dipas snapped. “It’s the answer to the riddle.” “‘Different stances’,” the cowherd repeated. “Of course, it should have been so obvious! Thank you so much!” He finished his drink then dashed towards the entrance. “I’m off to see the Sphinx!” “Wait,” Dipas called, “I don’t think-” She stopped when she saw that he was gone already. “Men,” she grumbled. “He’ll learn soon enough.” The following night, Dipas was back at the bar. She was swapping stories with two of the men when the third showed up, looking mortified. “How’d it go with the Sphinx?” Dipas asked smugly. “It was terrible!” cried the cowherd. “I gave her the answer, but she just smiled and gave me another! And when I couldn’t guess the answer, she- she threw me to the ground and urinated on me!” The two other men burst out laughing at this, but Dipas had a serious look on her face. She knew what she had to do. She woke up early the next morning, then headed for the mountain trail. After a few hours of hiking, the hills gave way to sheer cliffs. Eventually, Dipas arrived at a large flat area strewn with large gray stones and flanked on both sides by deep canyons. Perched languidly atop one of the rocks was the source of the city’s troubles. The Sphinx’s body was humanoid and feminine, but her ears were pointed and tufted like a cat’s. A long tail swished behind her. She was completely nude and covered in short tawny fur that did nothing to hide her privates. Dipas felt her face growing warm at the sight, but suppressed her emotions and marched forward. “Halt!” the Sphinx hissed, jumping down from her perch. “If you wish to pass, you must solve my riddle.” She cleared her throat. “What is-” “I’m not here about that riddle,” Dipas interrupted. “I’m here about the last one you told.” “Hmm? Oh, that one. True, that man answered it, but I wasn’t going to give in that easily. And if you think you can answer it-” “I know the answer,” said Dipas, “and I’m here to show you that your answer is wrong.” “What?” asked the Sphinx. “Oh, that. When I said ‘women,’ I meant biologically female-” “No, you’re still not getting it,” said Dipas. She strolled over to the edge of the canyon, and the curious Sphinx followed. “Watch and learn,” Dipas instructed. She lifted up the bottom part of her tunic, baring her lower half to the world as she hadn’t worn undergarments that day. The Sphinx gasped but Dipas paid her no mind, instead holding up her tunic in one hand while reaching down with the other. She took two fingers and spread her labia, then let herself relax. Dipas had downed several drinks the night before, and now she felt them working their way through her. After a brief pause, a strong golden stream emerged from between her legs. It flew straight out for several feet before breaking up into droplets above the canyon. Dipas laughed as she watched her stream fall out of sight. Still peeing at a steady rate, she turned to look at the Sphinx, who was staring wide-eyed. “Ahhhh,” Dipas moaned loudly. “Feels so good to let all that piss out. Like what you see, kitten?” She laughed again and shook her hips from side to side, sending her golden rain flying all over the place. Dipas’ bladder kept draining for what seemed like forever. Eventually, though, she pushed out the last droplet. She wiped herself with the hem of her tunic, then grinned at the Sphinx. “What do you say to that?” “M-my riddle was wrong,” the Sphinx stammered in disbelief. She sat down, overwhelmed. “I don’t know what to say.” “Say you’ll leave this area and let the people through,” said Dipas. “I’m sorry!” wailed the Sphinx. “I didn’t mean any harm, I just-” “Shh,” Dipas ordered. “I know your type. Lording your power over these people, trying to show your superiority.” She took a step closer to the Sphinx and lowered her voice. “Parading around nude, showing off that body, pissing to mark your dominance…” Dipas put one hand on the cat-girl’s shoulder. “You get off to this, don’t you?” The Sphinx gulped, then nodded, looking embarrassed. “And,” Dipas continued, “you liked watching me pee, didn’t you?” A pause, then another nod. “I knew it,” Dipas whispered, looking down between the Sphinx’s legs.”You’re getting wet already. Tell you what, kitten: you stop taking your sexual urges out on these people, and I’ll help you take care of them personally.” “Y-you really mean it?” squeaked the Sphinx. “Of course,” said Dipas. “I know what it’s like to be lonely.” She embraced the Sphinx, and they kissed passionately. Pulling away, Dipas removed her tunic. “That cowherd might not have liked it,” she purred, “but I’d be happy to let you mark me as your territory.”

Hey all! It's been a hot minute since I posted here, but I have some commissions to share in the next couple of days, and this is one of them! It was commissioned by the same client as my first DDLC story (this one:) and is a direct continuation of that one. This one doesn't have any messing in it, though (aside from a brief mention of what happened in the last story), and it does get a bit more spicy! I hope you all enjoy! Discovery and Desperation Yuri found herself standing in Sayori’s bathroom, mind foggy as she tried to make sense of the situation. Her skintight pajama pants felt gross and sticky against her legs, and she could still feel an uncomfortable amount of dampness soaked into her panties from her accident. Thankfully, her sweater had been spared, but she still nervously tugged up at the hem to keep it away from any of the wet spots on her bottoms. As if on autopilot, Yuri blankly removed her clothes, holding out her wet bottoms and panties with disgust as she placed them on the floor in the corner. She’d have to ask Sayori where to put them later. Actually, she wasn’t even sure what she’d wear, considering she hadn’t brought any extra clothes. Standing there completely naked, Yuri looked down, feeling gross and ashamed. She couldn’t remember the last time she wet herself, but certainly it had to have been when she was a child. There had been a few times she had been forced to hold it, especially in class. As a very quiet, anxious individual, Yuri found it hard to raise her hand to ask to be excused. However, she never let herself get nearly as desperate as she had tonight, and she didn’t think she’d ever outright wet herself. The memory of her accident once again flooded to the front of Yuri’s mind. The feeling of hot liquid streaming down her legs, the immediate stickiness of her pants, quickly soaking with urine, clinging to her legs. The feeling of liquid pooling in her panties for the briefest of moments before soaking straight through them and streaming down, the sound of splashing and the feeling of the puddle soaking her feet as she stood there, helpless to stop it. Yuri just wanted to rinse it all away. “Hey Yuri.” Yuri nearly jumped and whirled around, turning to face the source of the voice. It was Monika. She was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, looking at her with a concerned expression. She was naked much like Yuri, but made no attempt to cover herself, and neither did Yuri. “How are you holding up?” she asked, though the concern on her face and in her voice made it sound like she already had some idea of how Yuri was doing. Yuri herself didn’t answer, merely looking away, rubbing one of her arms with the other. “We all wound up wetting ourselves, and some of us even made a bit of a mess, too,” Monika mentioned. Yuri looked surprised, not only because she had no idea what had happened after running off to the bathroom, but also because Monika had included herself in making a mess as well. Yuri hadn’t even realized she was holding both like Sayori had been. “I just feel so disgusted with myself,” Yuri admitted, “I still can’t believe I wet myself.” “It’s alright, Yuri,” Monika smiled knowingly, “It was a bit unexpected, and I don’t think any of us could predict this is how we’d spend the night, but it’s only natural that if you hold it in for too long, I guess you just get to a point where you can’t hold it anymore.” “Y-yeah,” Yuri nodded, but it was clear she was still uncomfortable with the idea, “Still, why did we even do this? I feel so foolish having agreed to such a ridiculous game. We were supposed to have fun tonight with everyone…” “Well, I guess it was an impromptu thing, and we all kind of agreed to it before you did. You didn’t like the idea, but since we’d all said yes, you felt pressured into agreeing to it too, right?” “Y-yeah,” Yuri nodded. It was scary how well Monika could echo her thought process sometimes. “We all wound up struggling a bunch,” Monika continued, getting closer. She was now right behind Yuri, and she wrapped her arms around Yuri’s shoulders. Yuri, being taller, found herself naturally lowering herself so Monika could reach her, “And it’s less embarrassing since no one wound up making it to the bathroom on time.” “That’s true,” Yuri admitted, though she didn’t sound very convinced. “I’m sorry we all kind of just went along with this silly idea. I’m sorry you wound up really disliking it, Yuri. Next time, I’ll keep the others in check, and make sure something like this doesn’t happen again.” Something about the way Monika said that struck Yuri as odd. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Perhaps it was her singling out Yuri as having disliked the experience. Did that mean Monika herself had fun? Yuri couldn’t fathom that. Not only had Monika wet herself, but she wound up soiling herself too. The very idea repulsed Yuri to the core. “Besides, didn’t the relief feel absolutely heavenly?” Suddenly, a hand groped Yuri’s breast from behind, and Yuri let out an eep of surprise. She turned back to look at Monika, who was looking back at her with a teasing gaze. She could feel another hand snake down, brushing and teasing at the inside of Yuri’s thighs. Yuri, still feeling dirty, bit her lip and reached down to Monika’s hand. “W-w-what are you doing?” Yuri blushed. “Oh, come now, admit it, you enjoyed it. You’re rejecting the idea psychologically because we’re taught that wetting yourself is something dirty, but in truth, you haven’t been able to get that feeling of a struggle, followed by that absolute relief,” Monika pointed out, “I’m right, aren’t I?” Yuri wanted to refuse, to say no, but something was stopping her. She knew it wasn’t true, she was sure it wasn’t true, but her voice caught in her throat and all she could do was lean back into Monika. She loosened her grip on Monika’s hand, and Monika continued caressing her thighs. “Come on, Yuri, admit it, give into it,” Monika smiled, continuing to tease her. Yuri found herself helpless to Monika’s teasing. Her words, her touch, the sensation of her body pressed up against Yuri’s back. Yuri wanted to feel disgusted in herself, she should be feeling disgusted by her previous accident, but all she could feel now was arousal. Suddenly, Yuri’s eyes shot open, and she found herself lying in her bed, staring up at her ceiling. She let out a tired groan and rolled over, rubbing sleep from her eyes and grabbing her phone to check the time. It was an hour before she normally woke up to get ready for school. Before Yuri could process her dream or lay back down, she winced, feeling a wave of pressure from her abdomen. Naturally overnight, her bladder had filled up, and perhaps it was because of her dream, but it was feeling uncomfortably full. Yuri pulled herself to her feet and headed to the bathroom. She got there and let out a sigh as she sat down on the toilet, enjoying the sensation of relief as she got her stream started and began relieving herself. She watched blankly as she emptied her bladder properly, into the toilet bowl, and her mind returned to her dream. It had started out as a memory. Monika had sought her out after everyone had their accidents, and had comforted her in much the same way, although of course neither of them had been naked, and Monika hugging her from behind, touching her, and teasing her about enjoying wetting herself had been a total fabrication of Yuri’s unconscious mind. Now that Yuri was more cognizant, she could refute Dream Monika’s words more clearly. Of course Yuri had felt disgusted wetting herself, of course she couldn’t ever enjoy something like that. In fact, Yuri had resolved never to wet herself again after that day. She was so determined to never experience that humiliation again that she had even taken to training up her ability to hold it. Three school days had passed since that disastrous slumber party weekend, and Yuri had gone from barely making it past lunch without her usual midday bathroom break, to being able to make it through to the second-to-last class before rushing off to the bathroom. Today at school she planned on pushing herself through her last class without peeing. If she could do that, then she could be reasonably certain when she returned to normal peeing habits, she’d never have to worry about wetting herself again. Yuri finished up peeing and wiped herself, feeling herself quiver as she ran her fingers against her bare crotch. She was tempted to touch herself right then and there, but she felt like giving into it now would be like admitting that Dream Monika was right. That she was a pervert who enjoyed holding it in and wetting herself. Yuri shook her head and ignored her arousal, trying to push the sensations to the back of her mind as she washed her hands and returned to bed. Thankfully, Yuri’s dream did not return, and she was able to get another hour of sleep before she had to pull herself out of bed. She fixed up a quick breakfast and focused on getting ready for school. She brushed her hair, dressed herself in the usual uniform, and grabbed everything she would need for her classes for the day. Before she left, Yuri took care to grab a thermos of hot tea and a large bottle of water to keep her hydrated throughout the day. At Literature Club, she could fix herself some fresh hot tea, but for lunch she had to rely on her trusty thermos. Luckily, it did a reasonable job keeping the tea warm enough to enjoy. Her water bottle would keep her hydrated between classes, and she had taken to using a larger bottle so she wouldn’t be tempted by the restrooms as she walked by to refill it throughout the day, now that she was training herself to hold it. Now that she was ready, Yuri headed out the door, and made her way to school. The day went by quickly today for Yuri. As expected, she made it to lunch relatively comfortably. She didn’t like eating much at school, especially since she often found herself eating alone, so she had simply snacked on a rice ball from the school store and read in the corner of the classroom as she finished off her thermos of tea. Immediately after lunch, however, her body started protesting her lack of a restroom break. Before she started holding it, Yuri would simply go during lunchtime, since it would be the most convenient, and she usually didn’t have to go again until the end of the day. However, yesterday, she hadn’t felt the urge to go until a few hours after lunch. The fact that Yuri had to go already worried her. It’ll be fine. I can still make it to the end of the day. Yuri said that, but she could feel her bladder filling up. The class after lunch went by quickly without her bladder filling too much, but by the class after that, it was a different story. Yuri could feel all the water and tea from the day run straight through her. It felt like any time she took a sip from her water bottle, it was making a beeline for her bladder. She covertly pressed her thighs together lightly underneath her desk, trying to ignore the sensation as best as she could as she focused on her class. The next class is the last class… then after that, I can go! It’ll be just like if I was stuck in traffic and there was nowhere to pull over. I just have to hold it. The thought of not being able to go for so long made Yuri’s bladder spasm, and she briefly crossed her legs under her desk. Her left hand hovered dangerously close to the hem of her skirt as she barely resisted the urge to grab herself. As the wave passed, Yuri leaned back and let herself relax a little that it was over. The class finally ended, and Yuri packed up her supplies for that class. She bent over carefully, trying not to put too much pressure on her bladder as she grabbed her back and reached in for her supplies for the next class. As she grabbed them, she glanced down at her water bottle and paused. She had to pee already, and she knew at this rate, by the end of the next class she would be downright bursting, but at the same time her mouth and throat felt uncomfortably dry. Yuri grabbed the water bottle and took a few sips, each one making her only more aware of how much pent-up liquid was already in her body. She shuffled in place as she drank more, and before she knew it, she had polished off the bottle entirely. Rather than feeling worried, Yuri felt a sense of excitement as the thought of all that water hitting her during her next class filled her mind. Excitement? No, it was more that she just wanted to prove that it didn’t matter how much she drank. The next class started, and Yuri felt her bladder spasm again. She rubbed her knees together and looked up nervously at the clock. This was it, she wasn’t going to be able to go until the end of class. Yuri leaned forwards, trying to find a comfortable position to take notes, even as she felt her swollen bladder start to press out against the waistband of her uniform’s skirt. Yuri tried to focus on the lesson. She didn’t have much passion for subjects outside of literature, but she did like to give a concerted effort in her other classes. Today, however, it was almost impossible. The teacher’s voice kept fading out to a dull drone as her mind was torn back to the pressure building inside of her. As much as she knew it wouldn’t help, she kept glancing at the clock. The class wasn’t even half over. Yuri had to pee. Beneath her desk she could barely keep her legs still. She was rubbing the back of her calf with one foot as she shuffled and squeezed her thighs together tightly. She wasn’t quite rocking back and forth in her chair, but she kept shifting positions intermittently, feeling just the briefest moments of relief as her weight shifted, before her it settled and once again she could feel it all pressing down on her full bladder. By the time she had 15 minutes left, Yuri felt another strong wave of pressure from her bladder, and she let her left hand slip in between her thighs as she pressed her fingers against her crotch. She risked glancing around to see if anyone else noticed, but no one was paying attention to her, even as she sat there fighting her bladder. After the wave passed, Yuri still kept pressing down with her hand subtly, pretending to take notes with her right hand and hoping no one would notice her desperate movements. After what felt like an eternity, Yuri’s teacher dismissed their last class, and Yuri almost let out an audible sigh of relief. As calmly as she could in her state, she packed up her things, and shakily began heading to the restrooms. Yuri found herself passing the Literature Club room on the way, and something gave her pause. Hold it longer. Yuri took another few steps before the idea hit her again. Hold it longer. You can do it. Yuri was already desperate. She couldn’t imagine making it through a whole session of club. It’s not a class. You can go anytime you want. Just see how long you can make it. For some reason, the idea excited Yuri. She could feel her heart beating in her chest. She could feel her full bladder squeeze and spasm in protest. She really should just go to the restroom. She found herself reaching out to the door of the clubroom and entering. “Hey, Yuri!” Monika smiled, already in the clubroom. “Hey,” Natsuki nodded to her as well, though noticeably not as warmly. The two had never really seen eye-to-eye, but ever since the sleepover, the two seemed to butt heads more and more. On her part, Yuri still hadn’t fully forgiven Natsuki for her role in the lingering humiliation she felt after wetting herself. Yuri quickly sat down and pulled out a large book she had been reading over the past week. She tried to focus on the words, but just like in class, she couldn’t focus. Her bladder was screaming at her by now. The fact that she had even decided to hold it this long was absurd. Part of her knew that, part of her knew she should make her way to the restroom now. But another part of her kept her heart racing as she sat there in the room with Monika and Natsuki. She had to keep her shuffling to a minimum, she couldn’t hold herself. Rather than everyone paying attention to the teacher, each of them were doing their own thing. Even so, Yuri didn’t have the same kind of refuge she did in a crowded classroom full of students. I have to pee. I have to pee, I have to pee. I have to pee. Yuri tried to distract herself by watching what the other girls were doing. Monika was at one of the front desks, working on some posters or something for their next club event. Natsuki was sitting on the floor, back against the wall as she read one of her manga. Perhaps it was because one of Natsuki’s manga had started it all, but Yuri found herself focusing on the girl more than usual. That was when Yuri noticed something. Natsuki looked like she had to pee. Perhaps Yuri was just projecting her own desperation onto Natsuki’s actions, but the girl was shaking her legs, and it looked like she was pressing her heel against her crotch. Yuri watched her for a few minutes, and in that time, Natsuki only flipped the pages of her manga once or twice, as though she weren’t really focusing on the manga, much like how Yuri herself wasn’t focusing on her book. There was no reason Natsuki couldn’t just go to the bathroom any time, so Yuri wasn’t sure, but it definitely seemed like she was desperate. Yuri knew it was a bad idea, especially with how desperate she was, but for some reason, she wanted to try to confirm if Natsuki really had to pee or not. Yuri got up carefully, squeezing her thighs together as her swollen bladder protested her every movement, and she headed over to Natsuki. Natsuki looked up at her and frowned, looking more annoyed than normal. “Here to make fun of my manga again?” Natsuki frowned. “No,” Yuri shook her head, looking to the side awkwardly. “Well, what did you want?” Yuri wasn’t about to admit her true reasons for coming over to talk with Natsuki. Instead, she panicked as she tried to find something to talk about. As she glanced around the room, she thought she saw Monika gazing at her out of the corner of her eye. She turned to look her way and Monika immediately snapped her head back down to what she was doing. Yuri was puzzled by the reaction, but she realized she still hadn’t answered Natsuki. Her eyes darted around for a few more moments before narrowing in on the manga in Natsuki’s hand. “I was actually wondering about the manga you were reading.” Natsuki looked up at Yuri like she had two heads. “Y-you? Interested in my manga? Is the world coming to an end or something?” “N-no, I…” Yuri’s bladder picked the worst time to hit her with a wave of desperation, and she winced, finding herself struggling to maintain control. The last thing she wanted to do was leak in the middle of a conversation with Natsuki. “No, so-sorry,” Natsuki turned to the side, squirming awkwardly, “If you’re interested, this is the next volume in that manga I was reading at the slumber party. It’s called Monster Clash High School.” That was a remarkably silly name for a series that had caused so much trouble at the slumber party, but Yuri wasn’t about to say that out loud. “Do you mind if I join you?” Yuri asked. “Huh? You really want to read it?” Natsuki blushed. She shuffled awkwardly, and Yuri definitely saw her slip her hand between her legs for a brief moment. Yuri wanted nothing more than to do the same, but she was sure Natsuki would notice. “W-well…” Natsuki turned away, awkwardly, “It’s kind of… sort of got… a few scenes like the last one in it… that you didn’t like.” Yuri was surprised that the manga had more scenes like last time. It seemed like it would be a one-off gag or situation. The idea of more scenes like that, with the characters squirming around desperately, only made Yuri’s own bladder spasm in response, and it took everything in Yuri’s power not to grab herself openly as she tried not to lose control. As she tried to fight it, she once again felt a gaze from the front of the room, and she cast a sidelong glance towards Monika. She was once again watching them, as though she were interested in their conversation. There was definitely something up with her. “A-anyway,” Natsuki concluded, “I don’t think you’d like it.” “W-well,” Yuri began, voice shaky from her desperate internal struggle, “Maybe I was just a bit harsh on judging that scene last time. I’m sorry about what I said.” Natsuki once again looked up at Yuri like she was speaking another language. Then she audibly gasped, and shuffled around in place. That all but confirmed it to Yuri. For some reason or another, Natsuki was also holding it. “W-well, if you w-want to read it, you can, just-” “Hey guys, sorry I’m late!” Sayori rushed in, interrupting their conversation. “No worries!” Monika smiled, “But now that you’re here, we can get the club meeting started properly!” Natsuki looked equal parts relieved and disappointed for the interruption. Yuri herself wanted to pry more, but her swollen bladder overrode any of her other thoughts, and she just wanted to make it through the club meeting dry at this point. Yuri made her way to the front of the room and tried to stand still, but she could tell she was doing a miserable job of being subtle. Her swollen bladder wouldn’t let her rest, and she must’ve been shuffling back and forth, clenching her fists tightly at her sides. “Yuri?” “H-huh?” Yuri looked up. The shock nearly made her leak then and there. It took all of Yuri’s determination and focus to stay dry. She had pushed herself to her limit. “Are you okay?” Monika asked. She was looking at Yuri in concern, but there was a hint of something else there. Maybe it was just Yuri’s imagination running wild because of her dream that morning, but Monika was gazing at her intently, “You look sick.” Yuri fought desperately to maintain some semblance of composure before turning to look at the clock. She had made it about halfway through club, but she truly couldn’t hold it anymore. She was meant to be training herself not to pee so she wouldn’t have another accident again, not pushing herself past her limits until she wet herself. She knew coming into club was silly in the first place. “A-actually, I am feeling a bit unwell,” Yuri answered, “Please excuse me.” Yuri practically darted out of the clubroom and down the hall to where the girl’s room was. She rushed in and hobbled over to one of the stalls, entering and immediately jamming a hand against her crotch as she danced in place desperately. She had barely locked the stall door and pulled her panties down before she started peeing, a splash spraying out onto the restroom floor before she could fully sit down on the toilet. She threw her head back and bit her finger to stifle the moan of pleasure as an utter torrent of hot piss shot out of her. It rang against the side of the toilet bowl and splashed loudly as Yuri peed. While not having a preference for western-style toilets over squat toilets in most situations, Yuri was full grateful her school had opted for the western-style. She didn’t think she could balance properly with the waves of relief washing over her body. She could still feel her muscles quivering and her legs practically shaking from how desperate she had been, but now it was replaced with the blissful sensation of release. She could feel the pressure in her bladder slowly fade into a dull ache as her mind grew hazy with the pleasure. By the time Yuri was finished, she was left panting on the stall. It felt like her mind was floating in the clouds, and her desperation was replaced with another burning, urgent sensation. Arousal. Suddenly, she could hear echoing footsteps running down the hall, growing closer and closer to the restroom. They turned into the restroom and entered, and Yuri could hear the frantic sound of desperate steps through the stall door as someone unseen rushed towards the stalls. “A-achoo! Oh shit, shit, shit!” the girl cursed, “I leaked a little!” Yuri recognized the voice. It was Natsuki. As if she needed any more confirmation that Natsuki had been holding it. The image of Natsuki hobbling desperately, with her hands jammed between her legs as she rushed into the restroom filled Yuri’s mind, and only made her all the more aroused. Natsuki rushed into the stall next to Yuri’s and slammed the door, and not a few moments later, she began pissing loudly into the toilet. Yuri found herself tuning in on every sound, heart racing as she could only imagine how much Natsuki had been holding back. She let out a moan of relief and Yuri could feel herself growing even more hot and bothered as she sat there, and by the time Natsuki had finished up and headed out, Yuri’s hand had snaked her way down to her womanhood. Without her really thinking, her fingers played with her bud, and she leaned back, biting her finger to stifle in a moan. Part of her mind was screaming at her this was wrong, but she couldn’t help but pleasure herself. She had held back this morning, and now she was that much more aroused. She couldn’t help herself. She found herself slipping her fingers in as her other hand reached up to grab her breast. She squeezed it through her bra and teased her nipple as she vigorously toyed with herself. She found herself throwing her head back and biting her lip hard as she stifled moan after moan, and before she knew it, she reached climax right there, her back arching as she shook from the waves of pleasure. Yuri didn’t know how long she had sat there on the toilet, but once the haziness of her pleasure and arousal had subsided, her eyes widened in realization of what she had just done. Yuri raised a hand to her mouth as though she were sick to her stomach, and she quickly cleaned herself up and rushed out of the bathroom as quickly as possible. By the time she returned to the clubroom, Natsuki was already back and fully invested in whatever the conversation was. “Ah, Yuri, you’re back!” Monika smiled. “S-sorry, I don’t feel well,” Yuri replied, “I’m going to head home early.” Yuri quickly rushed to grab her stuff and pack up, slipping out of the clubroom doors before any of the girls could ask her what was wrong. Unfortunately, she hadn’t counted on Monika following out behind her. “Yuri, wait up,” Monika called out as she ran out of the clubroom after her. Yuri was grateful that neither Natsuki or Sayori had chosen to follow. When Monika had caught up to her, she frowned at Yuri with a worried expression, “What’s wrong, Yuri?” “I told you, I wasn’t feeling well,” Yuri repeated. “Are you sick? I just thought, maybe you…” Monika trailed off, glancing away awkwardly, “N-nevermind! Get well soon, Yuri!” Yuri’s heart raced at the thought of what Monika was about to say. Had Monika caught onto her holding it earlier? Yuri didn’t want to stick around to find out. She nodded and turned away quickly before heading off. She needed to go home and clear her mind. The rest of the day went by in a haze, and later that night, Yuri found herself soaking in the tub, mind still reeling from what she had done. Not only had she taken her hold well past the point she had originally planned, but she had enjoyed it. She had enjoyed the challenge, the idea of holding it, the idea of pushing herself right up to the limit. She enjoyed the feeling of relief as she finally let it all out after holding it for countless hours. She had enjoyed the sounds of Natsuki peeing right next to her in the stall. She had pleasured herself on the toilet afterwards. No, I don’t enjoy this. I wasn’t excited, I just set a challenge for myself. It only felt good because I had been holding it in so long. I was only so aroused becasue of that stupid dream this morning. I don’t actually enjoy it, I was just hot and bothered and my heart was racing… She tried to rationalize it, but deep down, Yuri felt disgusting. She had hoped that the shower would have washed away the icky feeling Yuri had, the strange grossness crawling under Yuri’s skin, but it hadn’t helped at all. Instead, she was now soaking in the tub, trying not to think about how much she genuinely enjoyed what had happened earlier. I need to stop. I need to stop holding it. If I’m so concerned with not wetting myself again, then I proved that I can make it through the whole day without peeing, so I can just go normally from now on. I… I don’t need to hold it that long again, for any reason. Yuri saw her phone light up on the edge of the tub. She had it in a watertight case because she would often use it to read books digitally, at least when she wasn’t having an internal crisis. She picked up her phone and read it. It was a text from Monika. “Hey, Yuri! It’s Monika! Just wanted to let you know that tomorrow for the club we’re planning on meeting up and heading to the park for some fresh air. Also Natsuki wanted to try out that cafe that opened recently. We talked about it before you left, but I didn’t get to tell you because you were in a hurry.” Yuri let out a relieved sigh. Not only had Monika not asked her more about what was wrong-- a conversation Yuri was not prepared to have right now-- but tomorrow they were going out to a cafe and the park. It was a good incentive not to hold it through to the end of the day again. Yuri nodded to herself. That settled it. Tomorrow she would go to the bathroom normally. --- The next day, Yuri felt calmer now that she didn’t have to worry about holding it. She hadn’t realized how much of her time the thoughts had occupied until now, but holding it made her focus on things like how full her bladder felt, how much longer she had in the day, what her target for holding it was, and worrying about things like fluid intake. Pushing all that to the back of her mind, she simply focused on her classes and during lunch she wound up getting through a decent portion of her book, casually sipping on tea and relaxing. For some reason, however, as her class immediately after lunch started up, the energy of the day seemed to change. Perhaps it was because it was at the end of the week and Yuri just wanted it to be the weekend, or maybe it was because she was looking forward to the club outing at the end of the day. Either way, she found herself checking the clock more often than the chalkboard, and she couldn’t bring her mind to focus on the lesson. At the same time, she felt a twinge in her bladder, indicating it was growing full. She hadn’t been planning on holding it, but she had gotten used to skipping her usual lunchtime bathroom break, and she hadn’t felt the urge to go before now. It’s fine, I’m not holding it today. I’ll go after this class. While Yuri wouldn’t call her need to pee urgent at this point, it was present, and Yuri found herself focusing on it more often than not. She got vivid images of yesterday, with her practically bursting by the end of her last class, and the excitement she felt when she decided to push herself even further by holding it during club. No! I’m not excited by holding it. I have to stop focusing on it! I’ll go after this class. “But class is so boring, and next class is your least favorite subject. Wouldn’t holding it a little give you something interesting to focus on?” Yuri wasn’t sure where the idea come from, but the thought of it made her equal parts excited and angry. Why was she suddenly having thoughts like that thrust upon her? Was that really her own thoughts, egging her on to hold it despite what happened yesterday? I told myself I wouldn’t. I shouldn’t. “Why are you so opposed? Is it because you enjoyed it that much yesterday?” Yuri thought about yesterday. How fast her heart was racing, how good it felt when she finally got her relief. How aroused she was just at the idea. She couldn’t help but think about her dream with Monika either. Did she actually enjoy this? No, absolutely not! Yuri pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind, and tried to focus on the class. However, she found it hard not to keep being dragged back to her thoughts of holding it, as opposed to the idea as she was. When the class finally ended, Yuri could feel her full bladder. It wasn’t urgent yet, and she was nowhere near the levels of desperation she had reached yesterday. But that was the point, wasn’t it? She wasn’t supposed to hold it today. Yuri found herself getting up and heading to the toilets. Yet Yuri’s thoughts still gave her pause. Something about the idea of peeing now, when she barely had to go, felt empty to her. She got a sense of almost disappointment, or maybe that she was giving up. She gauged her level of urgency. She could comfortably hold it through her next class, and maybe even the one after that. Her last class she’d probably start really feeling it, but yesterday she had managed to hold it even through a bit of club. Yuri found herself stopping and turning around halfway to the restroom. She could hold it a bit longer. She wouldn’t hold it as long as she had yesterday, but it wasn’t like she was doing this because she enjoyed it. She just confidently knew she could hold it longer, and it would give her something else to focus on rather than the boring classes she had for the rest of the day. She would go before meeting up with the others at club. She had to. They were going on a club outing today, after all. The idea of holding it during the club’s walk to the cafe made Yuri’s heart race. Yesterday she had barely managed to conceal her desperation in front of the others, and today she’d have to walk down the street, in public. Surely by then she’d be absolutely desperate too. Yuri pushed the idea from her mind. She wasn’t going to hold it through to the end of the day. --- Yuri wound up holding it through to the end of the day. As she predicted, holding it through her next class hadn’t been an issue. She could definitely feel her bladder filling up, and she found it harder and harder to completely ignore her need to pee, but it wasn’t anything she considered urgent. Yuri considered making a trip to the restroom after that class, but her split focus on the lesson and holding it had actually made the time go by faster, and she justified holding it through the next class to make it go by quickly as well. The next class hadn’t been quite so easy. She managed to get halfway through before her bladder really started nagging her. Rather than making the class go by faster, she found it dragging on as the urgency built up towards the end. When the class ended, she found herself getting up and walking all the way to the restrooms, with the full intention of going. However, once Yuri got there, two things gave her pause. The first was that all the stalls were occupied, and the second was that Natsuki was in line, bobbing up and down impatiently and gritting her teeth as she waited for one of the stalls to open up. “Oh… hurry up hurry up hurry up! I’m gonna leak!” Natsuki muttered out loud, taking a brief moment to buckle her knees and jam a hand between her legs. Clearly she was pretty desperate. The second Yuri saw her, she tucked back behind the wall dividing the open entrance to the restroom from the main hall before Natsuki could notice her. After the slumber party and what happened yesterday, Yuri wasn’t ready to have a one-on-one conversation with Natsuki about anything pee-related right now. Yuri found herself returning to the classroom, her full bladder nagging her the whole way back. Yet rather than being frustrated, Yuri felt excited. Yesterday she had been practically bursting by her last class, but while she definitely needed to pee this time, she didn’t feel worried about not being able to make it. Indeed, by the time the bell rang, Yuri was desperate, but not quite bursting, and part of her felt proud that she had made progress, even though she hadn’t even intended to hold it today. “But you haven’t made progress. I mean, you still need to hold it through club, right?” The voice in the back of her mind chimed in again, and Yuri found herself once again tempted by the thought of holding it. Sure, she was desperate, but it wasn’t as bad as yesterday. She could hold it at least until she got to the cafe. She might even be able to hold it until they got to the park. It would be a challenge. Surely by then Yuri would be bursting, and she would have to hide her desperation from the others, but she couldn’t help being excited by the idea. Suddenly, however, Yuri’s bladder spasmed, and she doubled over, squeezing her thighs together. She could feel her pee trying to force its way out, threatening a leak that took all of Yuri’s focus to prevent. The sudden wave had brought her out of her daze. She came to her senses and shook her head. N-no, I wasn’t supposed to hold it today. I should just go normally before we head out. Yuri walked down the hall towards the restroom and entered. Now that she was in front of the stalls, her bladder spasmed again, and she hurriedly entered the nearest one. In one swift motion, she locked the door, pulled down her panties, and sat down on the toilet. Not a moment later, she was peeing full force into the toilet bowl, finally relieving her swollen bladder of its burden. Yuri tried to savor the relief, but even though finally being able to pee felt quite good, Yuri felt a strong sense of disappointment. It was almost anticlimactic. She was just… peeing normally. She hadn’t really pushed herself to her limits. She had been desperate, but all she could think about was how much longer she could’ve held it. After her pushing herself further and further over the past few days, peeing like this just felt empty. Yuri shook her head. She wasn’t supposed to enjoy peeing. It was just a bodily function. She didn’t know why she kept having these strange thoughts about it, but as she cleaned herself up and left the stall, making her way over to the sinks to wash her hands, she looked at herself in the mirror. What’s wrong with me? Why do I keep thinking about these things? Her cheeks were flushed and she felt hot and bothered, so she splashed cold water on her face and wiped it off with a paper towel. She let out a sigh and left the restroom, just as she felt her phone vibrate. She pulled it out and looked down. It was Monika. “I forgot to let you know yesterday, but we’re meeting up at the front of the school before we head out. Me and Sayori are already here!” “On my way,” Yuri typed out. She should focus on enjoying her time with everyone at the cafe. It didn’t take Yuri long to reach the front of the school, and she wound up being the last person to arrive, with Natsuki apparently having gotten there before her. She was already talking to Sayori, who smiled widely as Yuri approached. “You’re here! I hope you’re feeling better from yesterday!” Sayori spoke genuinely as she waved. “Y-yeah, I am,” Yuri forced a smile and waved back. She thought she caught a sideways glance from Monika, but when she looked over, Monika was simply smiling at her. “Well, now that you’re here, we can get going!” The four set out, exiting the front gate of the school and began walking towards the town. As the four talked idly about the club, and poetry, and upcoming school events, Yuri’s mind couldn’t help but be drawn back to what the walk would’ve been like if she hadn’t gone to the restrooms first. She would be bursting, squirming as she forced herself to walk calmly to not tip anything off. Her bladder would be screaming at her as she resisted the urge to hold herself. She would constantly be measuring the time between their current location and the cafe in her mind, wondering if she would make it. Yuri shook her head. She shouldn’t be thinking about it. She peed, her bladder was empty, and she wanted to get her mind away from all these strange thoughts in general. She instead turned her attention to everyone. Monika was in the front, leading the way much like she always did. She strode forward with confident steps, her ponytail bobbing and swaying as she turned her head back occasionally to talk to everyone. Natsuki walked along calmly, taking quicker steps due to her shorter stature, but otherwise smiling and just looking happy to be spending time with all of them outside of school, even though this was technically still a club activity. Sayori was walking awkwardly, and Yuri picked up on her stiff movements. She was smiling along with the rest, but she was taking smaller steps and shuffling awkwardly. Yuri immediately wondered if she had to use the bathroom, but she quickly pushed the idea from her mind. She was projecting again. She berated herself for letting her mind once again wander back to the subject of desperation and tried to join in on the conversation, or at least pay attention to it so she could chime in. The walk to the cafe wound up taking about twenty minutes, but that was less to do with the distance between the cafe and the school, and more to do with their idle, relaxed pace. During the walk, Yuri tried her best not to focus on Sayori, but she really did seem like she was uncomfortable, shuffling awkwardly and rubbing her thighs together. Yuri tried to convince herself it was nothing, but the more and more she watched Sayori, she was sure she had to pee. The four entered the cafe and were immediately guided to a booth with a table. Yuri wound up taking one of the seats closest towards the window, and Monika took the seat across from her. Sayori took the seat next to Yuri, and Natsuki wound up sitting next to Monika. “Here’s our menu!” the waitress who had seated them pulled out four elegant-looking menus, handing one to each girl, “I’ll give you a moment to look over our selection, and I’ll be back shortly to take your orders!” The cafe had the standard assortment of coffees, teas, and cute cakes and pastries one would expect, so Yuri was quickly able to figure out what she wanted. She then cast a glance to her side at Sayori. She was rubbing her knees together as she moved her legs up and down, looking as uncomfortable, if not moreso, as she had on the walk. However, despite having the aisle seat and being able to get up at any point, Sayori merely sat there. Maybe she’s waiting to place her order before using the restroom? While Yuri once again tried to push the thoughts of Sayori’s potential desperation to the back of her mind, Monika spoke up, and Yuri turned her attention to the conversation. “Well, I’ve decided what I want! It’s so hard, though. Everything looks so good!” “Yeah,” Natsuki smiled, “The cakes here are so cute, and there’s so many good drinks to choose from! I’m still not sure if I want a cup of tea, or if I want to go for one of the sundaes!” “I know what I’m getting! A big coffee, and some donuts!” Sayori smiled, though her voice did sound a little strained. If anyone else picked up on it, no one mentioned anything. “Oh, a big coffee, huh?” Natsuki smirked at Sayori, and Yuri picked up a strange tone, like she was hinting at something. Glancing next to her, Yuri could’ve sworn Sayori’s cheeks grew redder. The waitress came back and took their orders, and Yuri half-expected Sayori to get up and rush to the bathroom as soon as she left, but instead, Sayori continued to sit stiffly next to her, unable to keep her legs still. Yuri was confused. It definitely seemed like Sayori had to pee, but she didn’t seem at all eager to head to the bathroom. Come to think of it, Natsuki had been holding it yesterday, and there didn’t seem to be a reason for that either. Then again, perhaps Yuri was just imagining things, or projecting her strange thoughts onto Sayori. Something’s really wrong with me. I really need to stop thinking about this kind of stuff. It’s becoming an obsession… Yuri let out a sigh, and immediately stifled it when she noticed Monika glance over directly at her. She tried to play it off as a yawn, but she wasn’t sure how convincing she was about it. Still, Monika didn’t bring it up, instead turning to the girls and talking about ideas for club activities. When their food and drinks arrived, Yuri immediately took a sip of her tea and felt a twinge from her bladder. She looked down in surprise. She had just gone earlier, so why was she already feeling the urge to pee again? Yuri had noticed that often her bladder would fill up the second time around after a long hold, and perhaps it was also her bladder and muscles being tired after holding it in so long. Still, she didn’t think that would happen so quickly. Had she not fully emptied herself earlier? Yuri was sure she had peed until she was empty, but it was possible she hadn’t taken the time to squeeze all of it out. She felt the booth shake, jostling her out of her thoughts on her bladder. Sayori was shaking her leg up and down, moving the booth ever so slightly. Yuri looked over at her and Sayori blushed, stopping after squeezing her thighs together. Yuri was sure she wasn’t just projecting anymore. Sayori was definitely holding it. “It’s nice to hang out outside of school, isn’t it!” Monika smiled, “I mean, don’t get me wrong, club is really fun and all, but sometimes it’s nice to not be in a school setting. Like the other night, with the sleepover!” “Well, I wouldn’t call that a nice experience, considering what happened,” Yuri pointed out. Yuri could’ve sworn she saw Monika frown as though she were disappointed with her response, but immediately her expression softened and she shot Yuri an apologetic gaze, “I do guess things kind of got a bit out of hand, huh?” “W-well, at least it was at my house, and not somewhere way more embarrassing, like at school or in public,” Sayori pointed out. “That’s true,” Natsuki admitted, “It’d be like, way more embarrassing if we wet ourselves here or something.” “Oh, speaking of, the other day I nearly did,” Monika admitted, “It’s a little embarrassing, but I was doing paperwork for club between my classes, and I didn’t realize how bad I had to pee until my last class. It just started, too, and I really, really had to go! I was sure I wasn’t gonna make it to the end of class, so I wound up asking, but our teacher was really strict and told me to hold it. She wouldn’t even give me a break, either. She called me up to the board twice, even knowing I really had to go. I was really struggling, but I somehow managed to make it to the end. I’ve never run to the bathroom so fast before. I barely made it.” “Wow, that sounds super embarrassing,” Sayori replied, “Sorry the teacher wouldn’t let you go.” “Oh yeah, it’s that bitchy math teacher, right?” Natsuki asked, “I can’t believe she’s allowed to do that to students.” “What about you guys?” Monika asked, “Any close calls?” “No, not that I can remember, anyway,” Natsuki replied, perhaps a little too quickly. Yuri tried to avoid looking over at her. She knew Natsuki was lying, if her encounter with her in the bathroom yesterday, or even earlier today, was any indication. “I… I have,” Sayori admitted, “Well, it was more like, I thought I could make it home the other day, since my house isn’t too far away from the school, but I already had to go pretty bad by the end of my last class, and halfway through my walk home, I didn’t think I’d make it, but I didn’t have anywhere to go, so I tried to hold it as best as I could. I wound up leaking a bunch, but I mostly made it.” “Oh geez,” Monika frowned, “I’m sorry.” “At that point, I would’ve pissed in a bush or something. Sure it’s embarrassing, but it’s better than wetting yourself, right?” Sayori shuffled awkwardly, and from her perspective Yuri could see Sayori rubbing her thighs together yet again. “Maybe you just really wanted to hold it for as long as possible,” Monika smiled, and Sayori sputtered. “T-that’s, I mean, I wasn’t…. I wouldn’t hold it on purpose like that!” Yuri narrowed her eyes at Sayori’s denial, especially given her less than subtle desperation sitting next to her in the booth. Though beyond that was Monika bringing up holding it on purpose. It struck close to home considering what Yuri had been doing the past week. This discussion was doing nothing to help get Yuri’s mind off of her weird thoughts. “Oh no, I just meant, you know,” Monika scratched the back of her head, “Like, you just really wanted to make it home! S-sorry you didn’t actually make it.” “Y-yeah,” Sayori sipped idly at her coffee, forcing a smile, “It’s f-fine, though! Like I said, I mostly made it! And it was my fault, too, I should’ve just gone before walking home, hehehe!” The four fell quiet as they turned their attention back to their food and drinks, and Yuri polished off her tea. She squeezed her thighs together as her bladder sent another nagging symbol. Her bladder was really filling up fast the second time. Still, she wasn’t anywhere near as desperate as Sayori. The poor girl was shuffling stiffly, her face tense and sweat dripping from her brow as she clearly fought against her bodily urges. Yuri glanced around to see if Sayori’s decision to keep holding it was because the bathrooms were hard to find, but she very quickly located a sign pointing to the restrooms, so that couldn’t be it. The only other thing Yuri could think of was that this was self-imposed. Yuri was surprised by that, but then again, hadn’t she also been engaging in self-imposed restrictions on when she could pee? “What about you, Yuri?” Monika finally asked, breaking the silence. “Huh?” “I mean, any close calls in recent memory?” Monika asked. “N-no,” Yuri lied. She wasn’t about to mention her self-imposed holding, or her pushing herself to her limit yesterday in club. “Are you sure, not even one?” Monika pressed, “I mean, it’s normal to get caught out not being able to go to the bathroom from time to time. Or realizing you have to pee and thinking you can hold it a bit longer or make it through a class, or something.” Yuri caught Monika’s gaze, and any half-hearted words of denial died in her throat. There was that odd quality about them. Intrigue mixed with something Yuri couldn’t quite place. Scrutinizing, analyzing, yet not judging. Yuri couldn’t help but look away before finally responding. “S-sorry, I don’t have any stories to share.” Monika looked like she was about to press on further, but thankfully she seemed to read the mood of the situation and dropped her inquiry. Despite Monika’s focus no longer being on Yuri, she could only feel her heart pounding in her ears. Worse still, not only had all this talk about holding and peeing only muddied Yuri’s thoughts and kept her focused on a subject she’d much rather avoid, but it had kept her attention on her filling bladder. Yuri briefly considered heading to the bathroom, but that would involve asking Sayori to move, and it looked like they would be leaving soon anyway. Instead, Yuri finished up her cake, as did everyone else in the group. Soon, Sayori was the only one with anything left, having finished her donuts, but leaving her coffee half-full. Yuri could only guess why she was hesitant to drink more, seeing as her thinly veiled desperation had only gotten more intense. “Sorry for being so slow,” Sayori apologized, her voice clearly strained. “Oh, no worries, I’m sure everyone’s fine with-” Monika began. Before she could finish, Sayori brought the coffee to her lips and quickly chugged the rest down in one go. Above the table she was barely able to keep her composure, but from Yuri’s vantage point, she could see Sayori jam a hand between her legs as she pressed her thighs together tightly. Her feet were wriggling as though she were regretting her decision, and the second she placed the empty cup down, she brought her other hand down to rub her abdomen. “You didn’t have to do that,” Yuri pointed out. “O-oh no, it’s fine!” Sayori smiled stiffly, “Anyway, we were going to the park after, right?” The four paid their bills separately and Yuri was sure Sayori would use the bathroom before leaving the cafe, but instead she followed the other three out of the cafe, and they set off towards the park. It was super evident to Yuri that Sayori had to pee. She would stop and squeeze her thighs together every few meters, and her movements were becoming more stilted and frantic. She seemed more out of breath than the others and beads of sweat were pooling on her forehead, despite them walking at a relaxed pace. Yuri also caught her openly grabbing her crotch from time to time, and Yuri was starting to wonder if the others had noticed by now. Yuri’s own urge was definitely growing, and walking was starting to become uncomfortable. Her tired bladder muscles seemed less than eager to hold any amount of pee after she had wound up holding it all day, so despite knowing there was no way her bladder was as full as before, Yuri was starting to feel quite full. By the time they all got to the park, Sayori looked like she was at her limit. “H-hey, sorry, guys, I gotta go to the bathroom real quick,” Sayori admitted after all this time. “Yeah, we could tell,” Natsuki crossed her arms and smirked. Monika merely nodded as well. “A-ah, you’re so mean, was it really that obvious?” Sayori then doubled over as she clamped down on her crotch, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut as she hopped from foot to foot, “Actually nevermind, I really gotta go!” “I’ll go too,” Yuri took the opportunity to empty out her bladder again. She wasn’t desperate, but she was feeling uncomfortably full. Natsuki and Monika gave silent nods, and Sayori practically rushed off as Yuri turned around to follow. She watched from behind as Sayori desperately hobbled towards the park bathrooms. Unfortunately, they were all the way in the back, and now that Sayori had admitted her desperation to everyone, she was shamelessly doubled over, both hands jammed between her legs, as though she were physically holding the pent up flood inside of her. She groaned and moaned in desperation as she made her way forwards, and they finally reached the bathrooms. Sayori let out a gasp and practically barreled into the bathroom first, with Yuri calmly following behind her. Sayori dove for the nearest stall but stopped short, moaning. She danced in place desperately and grasped at her crotch tightly with both hands. She was doubled over and Yuri could see her legs shaking in a vain effort to hold it just a few moments longer, but in the end, Sayori lost the fight. Her bladder exploded. A loud stream of hot piss shot out between Sayori’s legs like she was barely wearing any panties. Sayori’s legs buckled and she braced herself against the stall as she pissed full-force onto the bathroom floor. Yuri watched, mesmerized, as her puddle grew out beneath her and spread in an uneven pattern across the floor, spreading faster across the grout cracks between the hard tiles. By the time Sayori finished, Yuri had to step back to avoid getting her shoes wet. “S-sorry, Yuri,” Sayori apologized, blushing, “I… I really couldn’t hold it another second, I really had to go.” “It’s okay,” Yuri nodded. “Could you go and tell the others? I’ll be a bit cleaning up here…” Sayori asked, “Oh wait, you had to go too, right? You’ll have to step around the puddle, but-” “It’s fine, I don’t have to go that bad,” Yuri replied, though her bladder sent her a wave of protest, “I’ll go tell the others.” Yuri left the bathroom and spotted Natsuki and Monika sitting under a covered picnic table. She made her way over to her and scratched her arm awkwardly. “Um… Sayori didn’t exactly make it, so,” Yuri paused, trying to word things gently, “She needs to clean up…” “Oh dear,” Monika replied. “I’ll go check on her,” Natsuki offered. Yuri wasn’t sure whether to stop Natsuki or not, but she was already headed to the bathrooms, leaving Monika and Yuri alone. The two sat there in silence, with Yuri shuffling slightly. She wasn’t sure if it was the thought of going to the bathroom and then not getting to pee, or if it was the accident she just witnessed, but Yuri’s urge had only grown, and she was now getting pretty desperate. “H-hey, Yuri,” Monika began, “Did… did you go yet?” “N-no,” Yuri admitted. She wanted to leave it at that, but part of her was curious why Monika had asked, “W-why?” “N-no reason, just curious,” Monika answered. She paused for a few more moments before adding, “Um, how bad do you need to go?” Yuri blushed, “It’s… urgent, but I can hold it until they’re done.” Yuri looked over Monika’s face. She was watching Yuri intently, her cheeks flushed. Yuri could swear Monika’s breathing was heavier than normal, and it looked like she was leaning in closer. “Hey, Yuri,” Monika began, “why were you holding it yesterday during club?” “H-huh?” Yuri blushed. “I noticed yesterday,” Monika pointed out, “Yesterday, you, and Natsuki too, I think, were holding it. You both ran off to the bathroom in the middle of the meeting, too.” “I… well, I just didn’t get to go-” “Yuri,” Monika pressed a finger against Yuri’s lips, “I know where your classroom is. You pass right by the bathrooms before getting to the club room. Do…Do you like holding it, Yuri?” “W-what?” Yuri asked, “Nononono! No way!” “Yuri, we’re friends, you can be open and honest with me, I won’t judge you,” Monika smiled, “I’m also kind of into it. Ever since the sleepover, I’ve been fantasizing about it. Holding it. Other girls holding it. Getting really desperate, until they can’t hold it anymore, and… watching them have an accident.” Yuri stared at Monika, wide-eyed. She couldn’t believe Monika was openly admitting this to her, but more than that, she had also been having feelings and thoughts about this. Is that what they were, fantasies? Was she fantasizing about holding it? Yuri felt her heart racing in her chest. Monika was extremely close. Her bladder spasmed, but Yuri barely noticed. All she could focus on was Monika’s emerald eyes, gazing into hers intently, her glossy lips, barely parted in an expectant expression. “I… There’s no way I…” “There’s no way you’re into it?” Monika prodded, “How about this, Yuri. Hold it. For the rest of our time at the park here. When the others get back, you can go to the bathroom and pretend to go, and then come back while still holding it. I’ll be holding it too, I have to pee right now too.” Monika made a show of shuffling her legs a bit before turning back to Yuri. She was growing even gloser, almost whispering to Yuri with their faces centimeters apart. “Hold it for me, Yuri, and then tell me you truly don’t like it.” Yuri blushed bright red. All she could focus on was Monika’s closeness. Her eager, emerald eyes gazing expectantly at her. Suddenly Yuri realized what that glint in Monika’s gaze was that she couldn’t place. Desire. Yuri felt her throat dry up, and she swallowed, unable to formulate a response. “We’re back, sorry!” Sayori called. Monika quickly pulled away, and the two turned to Sayori and Natsuki. Sayori was still wearing her school uniform’s top, but now she was wearing a pair of tight-fitting pink gym shorts with white trim. They definitely stood out and clashed with the uniform, so presumably Sayori’s skirt was unsalvageable. “Sayori totally brought a change of clothes. If I didn’t know any better, you planned this!” Natsuki replied. “N-no, of course not!” Sayori frowned, “I’m only carrying them around because of the close call earlier this week!” It wasn’t convincing, though, and given how long she had been holding it despite the bathrooms at the cafe, Yuri had her suspicions that the accident might have also been part of the plan, or at least an expected outcome of her hold. Yuri stood up, still feeling embarrassed about her earlier encounter with Monika. She cleared her throat and nodded, “I need to go, I’ll be right back…” Yuri refused to meet Monika’s gaze and made her way back to the bathroom quickly. Her bladder was starting to really nag her by this point, and especially after what Monika and her had talked about, she was really feeling the urge to pee. Suddenly, however, her phone buzzed, and she knew exactly who it was. She looked down to confirm that Monika had sent her a text. “Yuri…. Will you hold it for me?” Monika’s voice from earlier echoed in her mind. “Hold it for me, Yuri, and then tell me you don’t like it.” Yuri shuffled in place, gazing at the stall. She was tempted to pee right there, and forget Monika had ever said anything, but part of her was excited, curious as to what would happen if she indulged Monika. Another part of her was terrified. If she did, what would she find out about herself? She looked at one of the open stalls, the toilet calling out to her as her bladder swelled with pent up urine. Would she go? Would she hold it? Would she enjoy holding it? With her heart racing, she sent a simple “ok” and exited the bathroom without relieving herself. When she returned to the others, she lied and said that she went, but she made eye-contact with Monika, who gave a sweet, teasing smile in return. Yuri had been holding it on her own all week since the sleepover, and yet nothing prepared her for holding it while knowing Monika knew she was desperate. She felt like her every squirm, her every wriggle, her every desperate squeeze was being scrutinized by Monika. She would meet Monika’s gaze and her bladder would almost spasm involuntarily. Yuri at first thought it should be embarrassing-- mortifying even. But it wasn’t. Her heart was racing, she was excited. She was more than excited. Much like yesterday when she couldn’t hold herself back after relieving herself, she found herself aroused. She was sure her face was flushed as she tried to both hold it in and push down the urge to touch herself. She wasn’t sure at all why she was feeling like this. Moreover, she also knew Monika was holding it in too. That only made Yuri’s heart race more. When she noticed that Natsuki yesterday or Sayori earlier today had been holding it, it had only been an assumption that was only confirmed after the fact by their desperate dashes to the bathroom. This time, however, Yuri knew from the start. She knew Monika was holding it, and she knew she was doing it on purpose. Every wriggle, ever shake, every time Monika’s hand slipped closer to her crotch, resisting the temptation to grab herself openly, Yuri’s heart fluttered. By the time everyone decided it was time to call it a night, Yuri was panting both out of desperation, and just from how flustered she was. Natsuki and Sayori both headed home, and the second they were gone, Yuri turned to Monika. “I… I can’t hold it anymore.” “You really did hold it…” Monika replied, almost in awe. “I… I don’t know why, I just…” Yuri paused, knees buckling as she allowed herself to openly grab her crotch, now that it was just Monika and Yuri around. “I did some digging after the sleepover,” Monika began, “Apparently the fetish is called omorashi. It can mean a lot of different things, but a lot of times it means people enjoy holding it, or wetting themselves, or they can also enjoy others doing it instead.” “A fetish? There’s no way it’s something like that,” Yuri denied, but the more she thought of it, the more it all lined up. Her arousal, her focus on it, her convincing herself to hold it even when she didn’t need to. “I really can’t hold it anymore either, I’m at my limit, Yuri.” Monika placed a hand on her abdomen and Yuri could see a noticeable bulge poking out through Monika’s waistline. She had to have been holding it for quite some time. Yuri blushed, and Monika smiled. “What’s with that reaction, if you don’t have the fetish too?” Monika teased, “You’re really turned on right now, aren’t you?” Yuri turned her head away, but she knew that refusing to answer was an answer in itself. Monika doubled over, pressing her hands against her own crotch, “Let’s head to the bathroom before we wet ourselves out here.” Yuri nodded before feeling her bladder spasm desperately. She fought desperately to hold in a leak, and just managed to stay dry before hobbling after Monika towards the bathrooms. The two were moaning desperately by the time they entered the bathroom together. “Yuri,” Monika gazed at Yuri, face red, “Y-you don’t have to if you don’t want to, and I understand if this isn’t something you want to do right away, but… do… do you want to wet yourself with me?” The mere suggestion almost made Yuri lose it right then and there. She had definitely held it to bursting a number of times, but she hadn’t wet herself since the sleepover. She remembered how icky and awful it felt. Yet, she also remembered the arousing dream she had, with Monika teasing her right after she had wet herself. Yuri felt herself growing more aroused by the memory, and she could feel her blush deepen. “S-sorry, that was a bit too much,” Monika turned away, “F-forget I said anything, It was a really dumb suggestion!” “N-no, it’s fine, I just… don’t know what to think about all of this” Yuri was cut off by a strong spasm from her bladder, and she desperately danced in place to keep her pent-up flood contained. Monika nodded, smiling in understanding, though the disappointment was clear in her tone, “I understand. Sorry, I kind of came at you with this all at once.” “It’s fine, I just- ah!” Yuri doubled over, and without another word she quickly hobbled into one of the stalls. She barely managed to get her panties down before her dams burst. A hot, forceful stream of pee shot out and sprayed against the bowl of the toilet. Yuri felt the relief wash over her as she leaned forwards, eyes closed and mouth agape with how good finally getting to pee was. This is what she had been missing earlier when she went to the bathroom before meeting with the club. This blissful sensation of relief. At some point while Yuri was still peeing, Yuri heard Monika let out a moan halfway between desperation and arousal, and hobbled into her own stall. Even as Yuri continued to relieve herself, she could feel her own arousal building up inside of her, and she felt her face grow flushed at the thought of Monika peeing in the stall next to her after they both held it in. Yuri threw her head back as her stream finally started to die down, and as soon as it was done, she could barely hold herself back anymore. Her hand gravitated towards her crotch, and her womanhood ached to be touched. The only thing that stopped her was the knowledge that Monika was in the other stall, and that she would hear Yuri’s every moan. Reluctantly prying her fingers away and cleaning herself up, Yuri flushed the toilet and realized that Monika hadn’t peed yet. She had been intently listening for the sounds of Monika to follow suit and relieve herself, but she hadn’t. Yuri wanted to wait, but she knew it would be suspicious if she didn’t leave the stall now that she had flushed, so she merely stepped out of the stall and began washing her hands. At the same time, though, she finally heard Monika start peeing, but something was very different about the sound that Yuri couldn’t quite put her finger on. Yuri heard Monika let out another moan and blushed in embarrassment as she realized she was listening to her pee. Equal parts embarrassed and aroused, she finished up washing her hands and exited the bathroom, waiting just outside for Monika to finish up. She figured Monika still wanted to talk to her about everything. It took Monika much longer than Yuri expected to finally leave the bathroom, and when Monika did finally exit and met Yuri’s gaze, she blushed. “S-sorry, Yuri,” Monika blushed, “I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” “It’s alright,” Yuri replied, not really sure about whether or not they should pick up on the conversation from earlier. Monika didn’t seem all that keen either, merely smiling awkwardly, “I suppose we should start heading home.” Yuri nodded silently, and the two set off from the park, walking in stiff silence. Yuri’s mind was reeling from what had happened, and as she fell behind Monika, her eyes were drawn to her waist and thighs, as though trying to spot those tell-tale signs of desperation despite knowing Monika had just peed. She pulled her eyes away from Monika’s legs and noticed her long, silky ponytail bobbing back and forth. Yuri found it mesmerizing. They walked in silence until they reached the intersection where the two would need to part ways. Monika stopped and turned to Yuri, opening her mouth, but then pausing, before rubbing her arm. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier, Yuri,” Monika finally spoke. “You didn’t,” Yuri reassured her, “You didn’t force me into anything. I’m just feeling a bit confused right now. I need some time to process my thoughts.” “Alright,” Monika nodded, relaxing her shoulders a bit, “I won’t pressure you into anything, but know that you can come to me and talk about things if you need to, alright?” Yuri nodded, “I will. Thank you.” With that said, the two said their goodbyes and parted ways, and Yuri found her mind racing for the rest of her walk. Rather than any form of clarity from the strange thoughts she had been having up until now, Yuri only had more questions. As soon as she got back home, she headed up to her room and looked up the term Monika had shared with her, “Omorashi.” Yuri’s wasn’t sure what she was expecting when she started her search, but the more she read the definitions, skimmed over people’s accounts, and was exposed to content that left her blushing, she was forced to come to a single conclusion. I… I definitely have an omorashi fetish. This is why I’ve been getting these weird feelings lately. It’s why I’ve been so aroused… Yuri’s first reaction was to glance at her phone next to her. Should she tell Monika? On the one hand, Monika had reassured her that she could come to her about this, and Yuri was more conflicted and confused as ever right now, but on the other hand, Yuri knew Monika also had ulterior motives, if their interactions today were any indication, and given her own reactions to Monika’s advances, Yuri wasn’t sure she’d be able to resist. She didn’t even know if she’d want to. I should think things through, and sleep on it. With that, Yuri tried to push her thoughts to the back of her mind as she went about the rest of her night. She ate dinner and took a bath, and by the time she changed into her sleepwear and her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light. --- Yuri had to pee. That was the first thing she noticed. Her bladder was swollen and she shuffled as she tried to hold it. She also felt someone hugging her from behind, one arm wrapped around her waist as another brushed just underneath her breasts. She could feel the warmth of their body pressed against her back, and their head resting on her shoulder. Yuri turned to look back at them, and saw two emerald eyes gazing back at her. It was Monika. Her face was flushed and her lips were parted in a sultry smile. Her eyes were filled with lust as she squeezed Yuri’s abdomen a little, eliciting a quiet moan from Yuri’s lips. Yuri felt her bladder spasm and she clamped her thighs together, her knees rubbing as she fought the pent-up flood. “M-Monika,” Yuri blushed, her breaths ragged, both from her efforts of holding it in, but also from an intense arousal from the situation, “I can’t hold it anymore.” “Aw, but you told me you would keep holding it, Yuri,” Monika pouted, she leaned in and whispered into Yuri’s ear, “You can hold it a little longer, can’t you?” Yuri’s heart raced. She was bursting, but the soft, velvet tone of Monika’s voice made her want to try longer. Biting her lip, she nodded. Monika turned and planted a soft, wet kiss on Yuri’s cheek as Yuri stood there, struggling against her body. She then brought one of her hands up and began squeezing at Yuri’s breast through her clothes. Yuri let out a small gasp and nearly leaked at the sudden touch. Monika then snaked her other hand down, giving one last press on Yuri’s bladder teasingly before reaching down to stroke Yuri’s thigh. Yuri’s legs shook as she tried to fight the mounting pressure, not helped by the electric sparks running up and down her body with Monika’s every touch. Her fingers danced across the sensitive skin of Yuri’s inner thigh, coming dangerously close to slipping underneath her skirt, but always stopping short. Her other hand kneaded Yuri’s breast, and she could feel her nipple growing hard from the stimulation. Suddenly, Yuri’s bladder gave another spasm, and she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut and clamping her legs together as she danced in place. She had reached her limit. “Monika, I… I can’t hold it… I’m going to wet myself, please let me go to the bathroom!” “Go ahead, right here, it’s okay, Yuri,” Monika smiled, “Wet yourself, and then I’ll make you feel amazing.” Yuri was tempted by the proposition, but shook her head. She didn’t want to wet herself. “No, please, let me go, I need to pee, I’m going to pee! Ah!” Yuri doubled over as her bladder spasmed again, and she was sure she had let out a leak. She jolted upright, and suddenly Monika was gone. Her heart was racing, her breaths were ragged, and she was incredibly aroused. She looked around. She was in her room, wearing little more than a nightgown and a pair of panties. It had been a dream. Panicked, Yuri reached down to feel her sheets, and her crotch. She hadn’t leaked, or worse, wet the bed, due to her dream. The only things that seemed to have carried over into the real world were how hot and bothered her dream had gotten her, as well as the intense desperation. She really had to pee. Yuri pressed her hand against her crotch to hold it, and she felt the wetness caused by her arousal. Her womanhood throbbed and ached. Come to think of it, she hadn’t taken care of herself after the incident at the park, or her later research, both of which had turned her on immensely. Yuri felt her bladder spasm in protest and she thought to head to the bathroom, but she wasn’t thinking straight. She slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and began playing with herself, her fingers quickly finding her sensitive bud. She allowed herself to fall back onto her bed as she spread her legs and pleasured herself. Her other hand snaked up and found her breasts, grabbing onto the same one Monika had been squeezing in her dreams. She massaged it and teased her nipple as she continued to rub and stroke her womanhood. Her bladder sent another wave of protest, and Yuri was forced to slow down to avoid leaking then and there. She moaned in both desperation and frustration, and squeezed her legs together, clamping down with her fingers as she overcame the wave. As soon as it had passed, she was back to touching herself. She slipped her fingers into her wet entrance, letting out a moan as she shifted her other hand to give her other breast some attention. Her body was wracked with both desperation and pleasure as she arched her back, letting out another pleasurable moan. With a racing heart and ragged breaths, she brought herself to the edge of climax, only for her pesky bladder to get in the way again. She felt her muscles relax and she slammed her legs shut, moaning and shaking as she tried to avoid leaking. She came very close, feeling as though the contents of her bladder were slamming against her pee hole. A battering ram trying to force open the gates she was desperately clenching shut. Finally, the wave passed, but so had the brink of her arousal. She was unbearably horny, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to orgasm without absolutely wetting herself. Reluctantly, Yuri pulled her fingers out from underneath her panties and she made herself somewhat presentable before rushing down the hall and to the toilet. She really had pushed herself, and managed to get there just before her body involuntarily lost control of her bladder, peeing at full force into the bowl. Before she had even finished, her fingers were already back, teasing herself. With an empty bladder, it didn’t take Yuri long to bring herself back to the edge of climax, and as she reached orgasm, her back arched and she threw her head back, biting onto a finger and stifling her moans as she felt her body shake and spasm. Her heart racing from her climax, and her mind racing from her dream, Yuri was on full autopilot as she wiped herself and flushed the toilet. As she washed her hands, she splashed cold water on her face. She knew what she had to do. --- Much later that day, Yuri found herself walking up to the front door of Monika’s house. She was wearing a light blue ribbed sweater and a frilled black skirt that stopped halfway down her thighs, as well as a pair of black knee-high socks and light grey shoes with blue floral patterns. A bag with supplies for the night was slung over her shoulder, and her bladder was filling up steadily. As she got closer to the front door, Yuri’s heart raced, and her mind harkened back to the conversation she had with Monika earlier. “Monika?” Yuri had begun. She didn’t want to say anything too telling if Monika wasn’t going to check her phone immediately, otherwise Yuri would probably just keep getting more and more anxious about it. Thankfully, Monika responded relatively quickly. “Yeah?” “I looked up omorashi yesterday after the park. I think I might be into it. I don’t really know how to feel about that, though.” “Hey, no worries! I’m still kind of figuring it out myself.” “Hey, do you think we could talk about it later?” “Sure! I’m free all day, pretty much,” Monika replied, then, to clarify, she asked, “Did you want to talk over the phone, or in person?” Yuri’s heart raced. If they talked about it in person, there was no telling how their conversation would go. Monika had gotten rather close to her yesterday at the park. Though, given her dreams lately, Yuri wasn’t entirely sure if she would mind that. “In person would be better.” Yuri answered. “Perfect! Actually, my parents are out of the house tonight. We could make it a sleepover, if you want! Just the two of us!” And that was how Yuri wound up here, on Monika’s doorstep, heart racing as she raised her arm to ring the doorbell. Her finger stopped just short, and Yuri pulled it back, placing her hand on her chest as she tried to calm herself. Finally, she steeled her nerves and rang the doorbell in one swift motion, before she could take it back again. “Coming!” she heard Monika’s voice call from somewhere inside the house. After some sounds of rummaging and footsteps, the door unlocked and opened, and Monika greeted Yuri with a bright smile. “Hey, Yuri!” Yuri gave Monika a once-over. She was wearing a mint green spaghetti strap tank top, and a pleated orange skirt with white frills. Monika’s bare legs were on full display, and the top showed off a bit of her midriff. She was beaming at Yuri happily, and Yuri quickly responded before it became too obvious she was staring. “H-hey,” Yuri smiled sheepishly. “Come on in! I set out some snacks in the living room, since we have the house to ourselves tonight!” Yuri nodded, and followed Monika in. “Can I get you anything to drink?” Monika asked, and Yuri was immediately reminded of her filling bladder, as well as the reason she was here. She briefly wondered if there was an ulterior motive behind Monika’s offer, but offering a guest a drink right after they arrived was just common courtesy. “Do you have any tea?” Yuri asked. Monika nodded and smiled, running off and returning with two steaming cups of green tea. The two sat down on the floor in front of the table Monika had set up, and Monika smiled warmly as she looked across it and faced Yuri. “So, I know you mentioned wanting to talk about things, so we can take that at your pace,” Monika offered, “In fact, we don’t even have to talk about it right away, if you don’t want.” “No, I want to get things off my chest,” Yuri affirmed, even as she looked down, “It all started at the sleepover. I hated wetting myself. It made me feel gross and childish, especially after everything I said to Natsuki about her manga. I never wanted to experience that again. At first I thought that I could train myself to hold it. I started holding it every day, and pushing myself more and more. At some point, I realized that I… actually liked it. I also noticed Natsuki and Sayori holding it, and found myself interested in why they would hold it on purpose, even though I had been doing basically the same thing.” “But it wasn’t as simple as realizing you were interested in this stuff, was it?” Monika asked. “No. At first I didn’t want to believe it. I felt ashamed that I enjoyed holding it, that I could even get aroused by it. Even now, I still don’t know how I feel about it. Am I a pervert? Am I gross?” Monika leaned across the table and placed a reassuring hand on Yuri’s shoulder. “I don’t think you’re gross or perverted at all, just for liking something and being able to admit that. It’s just something you have an interest in. After the sleepover, I started having these fantasies, about me, and everyone else, wetting themselves. Having accidents. It started turning me on. I talked to Natsuki about the manga, and she was the one who told me what omorashi meant. That’s when I realized. So I’m into this stuff too, but you don’t think I’m gross or perverted, do you?” “No, of course not!” “Well, there you go,” Monika smiled, “Yuri, I’m not going to tell you how to feel, but I think you should be allowed to explore the things you enjoy. If something excites you, it just means that you found something special, right?” Yuri fell silent, and as she sipped on her tea, she felt more at ease about everything. “Thank you, Monika,” Yuri nodded, “I definitely think I needed to talk to someone about this. I’m glad it was you.” “Of course,” Monika smiled. “H-hey, Monika,” Yuri added, shuffling as she felt a nagging signal from her bladder. She played it up, figuring Monika would catch on, “B-by the way, you asked me to bring a second set of clothes…” Monika blushed, realizing immediately what Yuri was insinuating. “Yuri, you don’t have to-” “I want to. Or… at least… I want to try,” Yuri affirmed, “I haven’t wet myself since the sleepover. I want to try to get over my negative experience with it. I want your help with that.” Monika sat, stunned, for a few moments, before nodding, “A-alright. How… how badly do you need to go?” “I have to pee, but it’s not urgent yet,” Yuri admitted. “Alright! Well, how about we watch a movie while we fill up? I’ll join you and hold it too!” Yuri nodded, and the two got themselves another glass of tea, as well as plenty of water, to drink and Monika put on a movie. This time it was more in-line with Yuri’s tastes, but her heart couldn’t stop racing at the idea of what she was doing. It didn’t help that this whole situation felt a lot like the last sleepover. Even though her feelings towards holding it had changed, wetting herself there had been such an unpleasant experience that she couldn’t help but feel nervous and uncomfortable. Perhaps sensing her stiffness, Monika leaned into Yuri, leaning into her side and resting her head on her shoulder. Yuri’s heart skipped a beat, and Monika looked up to gauge Yuri’s reaction. “Is this okay?” Monika asked, “Let me know if I’m too close.” “N-no, it’s… nice,” Yuri smiled in return. Taking that as an invitation, Monika cuddled up into Yuri’s side, and Yuri found herself relaxed in Monika’s presence. Halfway through the movie, Yuri’s bladder was urgently full and she was growing restless. She was trying to strike a balance between making her increasing urge obvious to Monika, while also not becoming an uncomfortable headrest. Monika herself was shuffling uncomfortably from time to time, and she kept looking over at Yuri to spot signs of her desperation. Every time Yuri would shuffle in place or rub her legs together, Monika would smile. Just like at the park, Yuri found the idea of Monika knowing that she was holding it, and that her urge to pee was growing by the minute, incredibly arousing. Her heart was racing and she was only marginally able to focus on the movie with Monika cuddled up next to her. Monika shifted her position with a brief, desperate wriggle and then teasingly placed a hand against Yuri’s thigh. Yuri let out a soft moan involuntarily and blushed, and out of the corner of her eye she could see Monika gazing at her teasingly. “Oh, are you filling up?” “Y-yeah, I really have to go.” “Do you…” Monika paused, looking away briefly before turning back and finding her words, “Do you mind if I tease you a bit?” Yuri’s mind immediately jumped back to the steamy dream she had earlier, and her face grew bright red. She gazed back at Monika, looking up with those same lustful, eager eyes. Yuri’s heart skipped a beat, but she nodded. “Let me know if I go too far, and I’ll stop right away,” Monika reassured her, “I want you to feel comfortable.” Yuri nodded, and soon Monika was teasing at her thighs as the two sat on the couch. The movie was forgotten at this point, mere background noise as Monika graced her fingers teasingly close to Yuri’s skirt. Yuri felt her bladder squeeze in protest as Monika leaned over further. She shuffled her legs up and down as she tried not to squirm too much. “Oh, what’s wrong, Yuri?” Monika asked, like she didn’t already know. “I have to pee,” Yuri admitted, bringing an immediate, teasing smile to Monika’s lips. “I have to pee too, but let’s try to hold it as long as possible.” Yuri nodded, and looked over. Monika had leaned in close to whisper into Yuri’s ear, and now the two were gazing at each other, faces inches apart. Monika’s hand was still on Yuri’s thigh. Yuri found her own hand traveling up Monika’s leg, teasing her as the two drew closer. Yuri wasn’t sure who had initiated it first, but she soon found her lips pressed against Monika’s. Monika’s hand snaked around to Yuri’s back and Yuri raised an arm up across Monika’s shoulder as the two kissed. As the two got more physical, Yuri felt Monika grab her breast and squeeze it through her clothes, pausing to gauge Yuri’s reaction. Yuri silently nodded and Monika continued toying with it, her lower hand slipping ever closer to between Yuri’s legs. All throughout this, Yuri felt her bladder swell as it filled up, her desperation only heightened by Monika’s touch. She shuffled and rubbed her legs together tightly as her bladder sent waves of desperation washing over her. She was letting out moans of urgency as she tried to hold it back, but she was filling up fast and she knew it was only a matter of time before she reached her limit. “Y-Yuri… I’m… I’m getting pretty full, how close are you?” “I’m bursting,” Yuri admitted, “I really have to pee.” “Let’s try to make it to the end of the movie,” Monika suggested. Yuri had all but forgotten the movie existed, but it did make for a good time goal. Yuri nodded, and Monika continued to toy with her. Yuri herself found her hands finally reciprocating, returning the favor as she grabbed Monika’s chest through her hands. “Can I… take your sweater off?” Monika asked, “I can take my top off too, if you want.” “G-go ahead,” Yuri nodded. It didn’t take much outside of that confirmation, and soon Monika’s hands were all over Yuri. Yuri felt Monika reach under her sweater and pull it up, waiting for Yuri to raise her arms so she could fully remove it. In return, Yuri slipped the shoulder straps off of Monika’s top and pulled it down, leaving both girls in their bras. It wasn’t long before those were out of the way too, and the two girls were left to take in each other’s topless bodies. “Wow, I can see a bulge, you must really have to go,” Monika teased. Yuri nodded, declining to bring up the bulge in Monika’s own abdomen, indicating that she was just as full. With their tops off, Monika and Yuri returned their hands to bare skin, massaging each other and toying with their nipples even as the two moaned and shuffled in place. Yuri’s bladder cried out in protest, and she felt her thighs clamp down hard as she fought back against a strong spasm. “W-we should… move off the couch, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold it, Monika.” “Good idea, the floor’s easier to clean up.” The two moved away from the couch and returned their hands to each other’s bodies. Yuri felt her full bladder sitting in her abdomen like a rock, each arousing action from Monika sending waves of desperation through her. Monika, too, seemed to shake and let out a desperate moan as Yuri grabbed her breast. In return, Monika removed her lips from Yuri’s and planted a trail of kisses down her collar bone, finding her way down to Yuri’s breast. She took one of Yuri’s nipples into her mouth, playing with it with her tongue. “Yuri, mind if I… touch you down there?” “I’m… I’ll definitely wet myself…” Yuri confessed. She was on the verge already. “It’s okay, Yuri,” Monika encouraged, “I’m at my limit too.” As if the words weren’t encouragement for Yuri’s swollen bladder enough, Monika slipped her hand down as she returned to kissing Yuri’s breast. Yuri felt Monika’s hand slip underneath her underwear and tease her lower lips, and Yuri couldn’t help but let out a spurt directly onto Monika’s hand. “S-sorry,” Yuri panted. “No, that was incredibly hot,” Monika admitted, “If you want to, you can… to me…” Yuri got the hint and slipped her hand underneath Monika’s skirt, slipping her own fingers beneath the waistband of Monika’s panties. Her fingers found Monika’s sensitive bud and she used her fingers to rub it in little circles, eliciting a loud moan from Monika. Yuri felt a wetness on her fingers and heard a short, brief hiss as Monika leaked into her panties. Monika returned the favor by slipping a finger into Yuri teasingly, and Yuri felt her bladder completely give out. She arched her back as she felt her muscles spasm and relax as a powerful stream sprayed out. It struck Monika’s hand and spread out between her legs, soaking through her panties and skirt, running in rivulets as it pooled between her legs. Yuri let out a loud moan and threw her head back in pleasure, even as Monika didn’t let up with her fingers. Yuri returned the favor by speeding up her motions on Monika’s clit. Monika let out another leak and a moan, and all it took was for Yuri to slow down and put a bit more pressure down with her fingers, and Monika burst too. Her dam burst and her pee soaked through her panties and sprayed down between her legs, mixing with Yuri’s own puddle. The combination of the blissful relief and the feeling of Monika’s fingers between her legs was too much for Yuri. She was already so aroused before, and even as her desperation subsided and was replaced with relief, her body was starting to beg for a different kind of release. She could feel her arousal build as Monika leaned forwards, even while still peeing, and pressed her lips against Yuri’s again. Yuri herself finally slipped her own fingers into Monika, who moaned and gasped even as she continued to pee. Yuri felt her own stream trickle off, but her body was far more focused on her building climax. Monika’s walls spasmed and tightened around Yuri’s fingers as well, and she knew that Monika was close too. Monika finally finished peeing, and it seemed like she now had more focus on Yuri. She briefly slipped her fingers out of Yuri to tease her clit, eliciting loud moans that Yuri tried in vain to stifle. Monika herself was moaning as Yuri continued to tease her as well, and soon it became clear that both of them were on the verge of orgasm. “Don’t stop,” Monika begged, “I’m so close.” “Me too,” Yuri panted back. The two kissed each other once again as they both reached climax together, moaning as their bodies shook against each other. Yuri pulled her hand out of Monika’s panties and hugged her, grateful they were already on the floor. She doubted her quivering legs would be able to support herself anymore. Monika was in a similar state, collapsing on top of Yuri as her legs shook with the residual waves of her climax. “So, was I able to help you overcome your negative feelings about wetting yourself?” Monika asked. “Yes. That was… incredible,” Yuri nodded, blushing, “but… w-what are we… I mean, what does this make us… or…” Monika leaned in and kissed Yuri to interrupt her, “W-we can figure that out later. Let’s not ruin the moment. The important part is we both enjoyed it, right?” “Y-yeah,” Yuri admitted. “And I don’t know about you, but I for one would definitely enjoy it if we do that again sometime.” “I…” Yuri looked to the side, face as red as a tomato, “I would like that too.” “Well, we do have all night.” Yuri felt her face light up, and as she sputtered and struggled to find words, she heard Monika laugh warmly. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! We’ll take things at whatever pace you feel comfortable. Although, speaking of, we do have a bit of a mess to clean up here,” Monika motioned to the sizeable puddle beneath them. Yuri blushed, just now noticing as the pee began to cool. Her skirt was clinging to her legs and butt uncomfortably, and she could feel their puddle soaking into her socks as well. Monika must’ve picked up on her discomfort, and looked at Yuri in concern. “You’re okay, right? I mean, you’re really okay. With all of this?” Yuri met the green eyes gazing back at her, a mix of curiosity and concern. Her mind was instantly brought back to her memories of the sleepover, where everything started. She vividly recalled Monika, going out of her way to find her. Even though Monika had just had her own accident, and a worse one at that, she had respectfully kept her distance with Yuri, speaking tenderly and gently. She had made sure she was okay, apologized about letting the others get carried away, and not speaking up herself. It wasn’t the flirting, assertive Monika of her dreams, it was the same apprehensive, concerned, caring girl standing before her now. Smiling back at her even as they got up to start cleaning up their puddle. “Yes, I’m okay, Monika. More than okay,” Yuri reassured her, “My clothes, on the other hand…” Monika let out a warm, gentle laugh, “Yeah, let’s hurry up and clean this up so we can get out of these wet clothes. We should shower, too. We could take turns, or… W-we could shower together?” Monika’s voice had nearly died out and she spoke the last words in more of a whisper. Yuri blushed furiously at the thought of them showering together, and given the experience they just had, they likely wouldn’t keep their hands to themselves. Even though it made her heart race, Yuri wasn’t opposed to the idea at all. She smiled at Monika and answered, “I’d love to.” THE END

The other day I was reminded of an incident that happened with me and my first girlfriend. While thinking about how I could use it to write a story, I was reminded of another experience I had with the same girl. Unfortunately, these happened what must’ve been 8 or 9 years ago, and I remember almost no dialogue, and little of the context, although I remember the actual events quite well. Therefore unlike my other fictions, this story is going to be much more fictitious, and I’m going to effectively write a story that incorporates what I remember of the experiences, despite the fact that the experiences happened at different times, because I don’t remember enough to give each one their own story that is mostly accurate to what really happened. The actual omorashi bits will be mostly accurate to the real events however, as I remember them much better. Intro: It was the middle of spring, 2009. It was Friday, unfortunately, and I awoke at 7AM for another “boring” day of Primary School. I was only in Year 4, which sets this story far earlier than any of my others. (Obligatory warning that nothing illegal happens in this story because of the ag of the characters, which I am only making so young because that is literally when this happened and I want to keep this accurate as some events only make sense in the context of Primary School.) While I still wasn’t rally that exited for school, I’d much rather stay at home and read, there was an event of interest. We were going on a school trip to a Roman villa, or at least, a museum built upon the remains of one. I still remember some of this trip, it was one of the best school trips I ever went on. I woke up, and got dressed. I made myself a cup of tea, a task I had only learned to do a year prior and was still trying to refine. I remember around this time that I used to try and experiment with the brewing time to determine how long I liked, back then I liked to remove the teabag almost immediately, meaning I liked the taste of the boiled water rather than the tea, whereas now I prefer 5 or 6 minutes. (This is the problem with my memory. I don’t remember almost any dialogue from this, but I do remember how long I brewed my tea for.) I didn’t know how to cook at this age, so I simply got out the book I was reading and lounged about in the living room and read that for half an hour. I was a very different person back then to now. My family were a bit beyond on technology, our prefered physical media format was VHS, despite DVD coming out 13 years earlier, and we still used a huge armchair sized CRT for TV despite everyone else in our neighbourhood converting to LCDs or Plasma a few years earlier. While I didn’t collect retro technology back then, I wouldn’t have been surprised if you mistakenly thought I did. The reason why I spent my time reading rather than playing a computer game like most of my friends did back then was because our most up-to-date computer was a HP Pavilion dv2000 laptop, that was a museum-piece back then, coming on for 8 years old, that I still own somehow despite it being nearly 17 years old. Anyway, enough about me, my mum came downstairs later, made me some boiled duck eggs for breakfast (don’t ask me why I remember what I had for breakfast that day, I don’t know myself.) and took me to school. I entered my classroom, said hello to my friends, and sat down at a desk at the back of the classroom where I usually would sit because it had a computer on it that I would use to write stories on. I chose this one specifically because it had one of those massive old CRT monitors, rather than the much smaller LCD monitors most of the school computers had moved onto. I preferred the older monitors despite the annoying high-pitched noise they made, (I was used to it from at home though, so it didn’t really bother me.) because the LCD monitors of the day were quite fragile and some of the Neanderthals I called classmates would think it was funny to press down the screen until the liquid crystals dispersed, causing large black splotches that never healed. Nowadays that’s not so much of a problem, but back then it was awful. I used to stick with the CRT displays despite them being nearly as old as me even when I was going there because no matter how hard those idiots tried they could break them so easily. My girlfriend at the time, my first girlfriend, in fact, Sam, came and sat down next to me, and we had a conversation before class started. I never learned what Sam was short for, or at least if I did I never remembered it. I think it was probably short for Samantha, but I don’t remember. I used to know her last name too, but I forgot that a couple of years ago and now I don’t know it anymore. End of Intro: That’s the end of this one for now. It’s just the intro, but I’ll write some more later. I plan to finish my other two stories before I work on this one too much, but I want a reminder of this so I don’t forget the idea before I can write any more of this.

A/N: A commission that I wrote recently Olivia and Mallow have certainly gotten close since they first met. It seems like just yesterday when Olivia recruited the young woman as a trial captain, watching her come into her own and become rather popular amongst her fellow captains. The kahuna has always had a particular fondness for Mallow, one that only grew as time went on, especially when she first noticed the way that Mallow looked at her. Despite her general lack of luck in her love life, she is able to figure out pretty easily that the younger girl has a crush on her. At first, she does not think that anything can come of it. The age different makes it seem pretty impossible, and she has no idea how to even go about approaching it. It is only when she starts thinking about that that she realizes she must have developed feelings for Mallow at some point, to even be considering pursuing a relationship with her. Still, she does not think that there is any point in trying to pursue a relationship, when she is sure that the girl’s crush will soon pass. Certainly, she does not expect her crush to not pass, and she does not expect Mallow to be the one to make the first move. But the trial captain decides to be bold, and Olivia is already too infatuated with her to turn her down, eager to finally start a relationship with someone who adores her as much as she adores them. Any complications that may come with it can be sorted out in time, and will definitely be worth it, if it means that she and Mallow can be happy together. With all that in mind, she decides not to worry at all, and ever since then, the two of them have been blissfully happy, even if they do have to keep the details of their relationship on the down low. It feels all too worth it to be able to share what they have behind closed doors, and things quickly escalate, as they both get carried away. Mallow is a horny teen and Olivia is pent up from years of loneliness, and so, it only makes sense that sparks fly every time they have a chance to get their hands on each other. They get experimental in no time at all, trying new things to keep spicing up their sex life, both of them always excited to try something different. The two of them pretty much agree to try anything once, as long as at least one of them is into the idea, and the other is not disturbed by the concept. So far, they have had no problem with that, but Olivia has something on her mind that she is not sure that they can pursue with their usual methods of experimentation. What she wants is something so genuine that she can’t just warn Mallow ahead of time, or else her young lover will surely do whatever she can to make it perfect for Olivia, even if it is not genuinely played out. She does not want Mallow to feel pressured to act for her sake, does not want anything more than her natural reactions, and so, she decides that she has to surprise her, in order to make it happen. Of course, if Mallow hates it and protests it, then she will let her go and give up on it altogether, not planning to take the surprise too far, but if it is going to work out, it has to be a surprise. Her fascination begins one day when they are late getting home from a date, and Mallow is so desperate to pee that she complains about being on the verge of wetting herself the whole way home. The bathroom had been out where they were, and upon arriving home, she had to make a mad dash for the bathroom, even claiming that her panties were a little wet after the fact. That night, Olivia was so turned on that they fucked for quite a while, and now, she understands why that is, and she is ready to start experimenting with it. She wants to make Mallow actually wet herself, and she wants her to genuinely lose control, to see her fall to pieces in her desperation, unable to hold it anymore. That is just not something she can enjoy if it is fake and acted out for her pleasure, hence why she has her little plan to take Mallow by surprise, and hope that her lover does not hate it and beg her to stop. It is a simple plan, taking place after they get home again one evening. Mallow is not desperate like she was that first time, but she did not go to the bathroom tonight, and she makes a few mentions of needing to go on their way back. Olivia could probably use a trip to the bathroom herself, but she has great endurance, and knows that she can worry about that after she has had her fun, pushing it out of her mind. Sure enough, as soon as they arrive home, Mallow starts to head in the direction of the bathroom, and Olivia stops her. Before Mallow can ask what she is doing, Olivia wraps her arms around her, pulling her tight to her body, and giving her a big hug. This is far from the first time that Mallow has experienced a crushing hug from her girlfriend, so she does not think anything of it at first, and instead returns the embrace. However, after a solid minute of Olivia holding her and not letting go, she starts to get a little squirmy, no doubt beginning to wonder just why Olivia is holding her for so long. Soon, she tries to pull back, but Olivia just tightens her grip, strong enough that Mallow would not be able to fight her way out of her grasp, even if she really wanted to do so. She doesn’t want to fight away from her lover, but she is a little confused as to why Olivia is not letting her go, when she should already know that Mallow is trying to reach the bathroom. “Hey, what’s up?” she asks. “Not that I mind letting you hold me like this, but can it wait until later? Remember, I really need to pee, so…” “I know that,” Olivia replies. “But that’s exactly why I want to hold you like this. How long do you think you can wait?” Still confused, she says, “But why should I have to wait? The bathroom is right over there, and I really do have to go right now, so…” “What if I told you I wanted to see you lose control?” Olivia asks softly, and Mallow jumps a little bit. The question comes as a surprise to her, as this is not something that either of them have ever discussed before, but as soon as she starts thinking about it, she can start to understand why Olivia is doing what she is doing. It may be something new to her, but they have experimented more than a little bit with their sex life, and the idea of trying something a little more out there really isn’t all that shocking. Actually, when she lets herself think about it a little more, she does not mind the idea at all, finding it much less embarrassing than she initially thought that she would. Even if it does mean wetting herself in front of Olivia, something that previously would have been the most humiliating thing she could possibly imagine, it seems a lot more appealing if there is a chance that Olivia might like it. She has to go so badly that she is sure it will not take long before it happens, and she looks forward to seeing how Olivia reacts when it finally does. With all that in mind, she can start to put her doubts behind her, and focus on the moment. Being held like this is pleasant, but it always is. Due to their height difference, her face is always perfectly level with Olivia’s chest, so when she is hugged this tight, her face is buried between her breasts, a very pleasant place to be. Really, if she had to pick a way to go out, being smothered by her older girlfriend’s chest sounds like an ideal way, so this position is the perfect place to wait out her bursting bladder. But how long will it actually take? She felt like she was starting to get incredibly desperate, but she has not so much as leaked even once. When Olivia first grabbed hold of her, her body seemed to react on its own, redoubling its efforts to hold back when faced with an obstacle, and now, she feels like close to the edge than she did before. If she could just let go right now, that would speed things along, but Olivia wanted to see her lose control, not wet herself on purpose. If she had wanted the latter, she could have asked for it at any time. But this situation is set up in such a manner that it seems obvious she would want it to be as natural as possible. She waited until a time when Mallow really was desperate, and then grabbed hold of her with no warning, only explaining herself when asked, and only because she never wants to force Mallow into a kink she would not be interesting in trying out. Everything about it suggests that Mallow needs to just keep holding it, for as long as it takes, because Olivia would rather have to wait it out than be disappointed with an insincere show. Besides, even if she wanted to just let go, she is not sure if she would be able to. As much as she wants to try this out, and as much as she may think she will enjoy it when the moment comes, she has spent the better part of her life making sure that such things are only ever private. At a young age, she was taught never to wet herself, and to always do her very best to hold it until she could make it to the bathroom. Those instincts are hard to just put aside, even for the sake of her lover, and she is pretty sure that she would just lock up if she did try to let it out naturally, her body working against her to the very end. In that regard, her only option is waiting for as long as it takes, while her body does what it can to make it all last even longer. She can’t help the way she squirms, moving reflexively, the impulse to keep it in and do whatever she can to make holding it easier winning out over everything else. That being said, Olivia seems to like that, sometimes squeezing her closer, her breathing growing a bit heavier whenever Mallow shows any signs of desperation. She must really be into this, if she is reacting like that to everything that Mallow does. How long has she known about this? Has it been some big secret that she was trying to get up the nerve to go for? The idea of Olivia having a kink that she might be a little bit embarrassed about is really cute, and Mallow like the idea that much more as a result. She has never caught herself wishing that she could lose control before, but right now, she wishes that she had the weakest bladder in the world, all so that she could wet herself right here and now, and make her lover’s dream come true. Unfortunately, she still has to wait it out, because her body is not going to be moved by something as simple as that. She just lets Olivia keep clinging to her, and hopes that she does not disappoint in the end. What she does not realize is that, while she is waiting for her own downfall, Olivia is really starting to deal with a battle of her own, one that she did not expect to end up this intense. She has great endurance, so her own need to pee should not be any sort of issue. However, she had been so focused on Mallow that she had not really thought about how bad her need actually was, and that lack of assessment means that it got worse than she would have expected, faster than she would have expected. When she actually thinks about it now, she can’t remember the last time that she visited the bathroom at all today, which means that she is dealing with a much longer wait than she initially thought. But she is going to keep holding out, because there is no way she is going to let her own need to pee get in the way of enjoying Mallow’s, not when she worked so hard to set all of this up. Besides which, it would not really be fair for her to run off to the bathroom and expect Mallow to stay right where she is and keep holding it, and there is also the risk that, even if Mallow went along with that, that she might happen to lose control while Olivia is gone. She wants it to happen while they are embracing like this, so if anything else happens, it is a waste of the time she has put in to make sure that happens. No, she is going to keep holding it, and she is going to believe that she can make it as long as she needs to. She is probably just psyching herself out due to the anticipation as she waits for Mallow to wet herself, not actually anywhere near losing control for herself. And she is sure that it can’t be that much longer, because Mallow is showing more and more signs of desperation, not able to hold still at all in her embrace. She has her thighs pressed together, and were it not for the hug, she would probably be holding herself. That mental image sends tingles down Olivia’s spine, so as long as Mallow is up for trying something like this again, she will have to ask for a show like that next time. This time, though, she is glad to be able to hold her like this, because she is going to be able to feel it the instant that Mallow loses it, soaking through her clothes and then into Olivia’s. She can hardly wait for that to happen, though now that she starts thinking about it, it makes it a little harder for her to ignore her own throbbing bladder. Things are getting bad for her, but she still refuses to give up. Any minute now, all of this is going to be completely worth it. Mallow notices Olivia squirming a bit from time to time, but does not think anything of it. At the very least, she does not assume that it is because she has to pee herself, but rather, because she is getting tired of standing here and doing nothing. Which makes her feel guilty for how long this is taking, but she knows it will not be long now. Even her impulse to keep it can’t win out much longer, as she jiggles her legs and whimpers, the pain of her bladder becoming more than she can stand. This is the most desperate that she has ever been, and in the end, there is nothing that she can do to stop it when the time comes. She wouldn’t try to fight it anyway, but she has been pushed her to very limit, and even if she were trying to hold it, even if she were a few feet from a toilet, she would not be able to force herself to hold it in anymore. All at once, it starts gushing out of her, surprising her with how sudden it is. There is the reflex to try and clamp down and stop it, but that fails, and then she forces herself to relax anyway, since she has no reason to cut her stream off. As she begins wetting herself, peeing on Olivia in the process, the older woman moans softly, clinging tighter to her and just taking ti all in, making it clear that she loves every second of it. Mallow, if she is being completely honest, knows how she feels, and loves this moment not just for the relief that it gives her. It feels like it goes on forever, but eventually, it does slow to a stop. Olivia is able to enjoy it so much that she nearly forgets her own need, but a sharp pang from her bladder reminds her that she does not have any time to stand here congratulating Mallow on a job well done. She has to bolt for the bathroom and finish this later, and so, she quickly pulls back from the hug, not able to stop a leak as she does. Except it is more than just a leak, and Olivia is too far gone to actually do anything about this situation. And so, Mallow is not the only one to wet herself today. However, Mallow gets a full view of this, since Olivia pulled back just in time, and she watches in surprise as her girlfriend adds to the puddle that she has made on the floor. Olivia is surprised that she lost control so easily, surprised that she did not have it in her to hold it for a little bit longer, but she knows better than to let it get to her. Since they were already experimenting, the best thing she can do is take it in stride, and act as if this is just what she wanted. And so, she is able to laugh it off, but not before noticing just how excited Mallow seems to be, unable to stop staring at her. 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The meowth wall clock that hung in the hospital room struck midnight as the plastic tail wagged back and forth. A light beeping could be heard from the hospital equipment letting Emily know another dose of the diuretic was being administered. Great Emily thought, she’d already soaked through five diapers in the last two hours and had only passed one of the three stones. She knew she only had about five to ten minutes until she’d have to go again. Emily felt kind of bad for Anna having to change her so often, but she hated the feeling of sitting in a wet diaper even more than she hated the fact that her crush had to clean up after her. Emily felt even worse for making it so difficult for Anna by making up some kind of excuse for Anna to leave every time she had to go. Even though Anna practically saw her naked every half-hour, Emily just couldn’t pee with her sitting in a chair three feet away, save for the time she needed some “help”. She knew it was probably just her imagination, but the sound of her pee hitting the diaper just seemed so loud. Anna knew what Emily really wanted every time she asked for water or an extra pillow so she knew to go ahead and change her when she returned. She thought it was kind of cute that Emily was so shy but this was exactly what got her into this mess in the first place. She’d have to talk to her about it, especially since it was getting late and she didn’t want to keep getting kicked out while she was trying to sleep. “It’s getting kind of late what do you say we turn in for the night?” Anna said as she got up and starting pulling out the cot from the closet. She’d rather sleep in her own bed but she had to stay to incase Emily needed anything. Plus she knew patients would involuntarily wet every one to two hours in their sleep on that medication. The night diaper would last for about 4 hours but then they’d need to be changed or they’d leak. “Yeah I am getting pretty tired.” Emily admitted letting out a yawn. “Before you fall asleep I need to change you into a night diaper, so if you gotta go, go now.” Anna said as she started laying out the cot for herself smiling as she tried to guess what she’d ask her to leave for. Emily looked down as she heard Anna telling her to go. She racked her brain trying to think of something to say. She did need to pee, but she couldn’t think of any reason to ask her to leave. She already had two blankets, three pillows, and a full glass of water on her night stand. She worried if she asked for privacy Anna would figure out she lied about needing all those things and get mad. I guess I’ll have to go with her here, Emily thought to herself. But this is even harder than going while she’s here. She’s waiting for me to pee! I don’t know if I can do this. I can just lie and say I don’t have to but then I’d just wet the new one and I’d have to sit in it for who knows how long. Damn it now I really need to go. Emily looked back up and found Anna digging through the closet with her back to her. Guess now’s my chance. She closed her eyes and let go, a bit surprised by her body’s lack of resistance. Anna finished collecting all the supplies she needed for the change, not bothering with gloves since she knew Emily would ask her to leave. She turned back around surprised Emily hadn’t said anything yet and saw the girl with her eyes closed while blushing a bit. Wait, is she actually peeing? Good for her. She looks cute when she pees. Wait why am I watching? Why am I walking closer? Emily opened her eyes and saw Anna right next to her looking at her. Emily’s face grew red as she stared back at Anna whose face was also red. She couldn’t look away from her as she continued wetting herself but for some strange reason she didn’t want to stop. Peeing felt so good all of a sudden. She felt her lower half getting warm again but it wasn’t from urine. Anna bit her lower lip the expression on Emily’s face was just so... so… sexy? She couldn’t stop herself from blurting out the question. “Are you peeing?” Anna asked quietly even though she could hear it from where she was, she just really wanted to hear Emily say it. “Yeah.” Emily quietly admitted unable to look away from Anna. “It feels good.” That was it. Anna couldn’t stop herself from getting on the bed. She kept telling herself to stop but she couldn’t as she wrapped her arm around Emily and pulled her into a deep kiss. Emily was more than happy to oblige as she returned the kiss while pulling Anna on top of her. She began exploring Anna’s mouth with her tongue as she felt Anna do the same to her own. Anna broke the kiss but started again on the side of Emily’s neck. “Tell me when you want to stop and I’ll change you.” Anna whispered into Emily’s ear before lightly nibbling on the bottom of it. “Not yet.” Emily moaned as she attached herself to Anna’s lips once again. After a few minutes Anna smiled as she felt a pair of hands slowly reaching into her shirt. “I need to get ready for bed, Emily.” Anna whispered seductively as she sat up now straddling the girl. “You can help me if you want.” “How so?” Emily asked as she began lightly kissing Anna’s stomach. “Well, the first thing I usually do is take off my bra.” Anna whispered as she grabbed Emily’s hands and guided them to the straps in the back. Emily’s heart began pounding as she began undoing the straps, a huge smile plastered on her face. Once she finally got it off she pulled it down and laughed. Pokeballs, should have known. She moved her hands back around to the front as Anna nodded in approval before re-continuing their kiss. Emily inched her way up before coming in contact with Anna’s breasts. She froze for a moment before being given the go-ahead and latched on. She felt around the sides of each before moving to the tops getting a feel for the size. They’re a lot bigger than mine Emily thought probably a D. She gave them a quick squeeze before starting to play with her nipples as she got a moan of approval from Anna in return. I hope she doesn’t do the same to me, there’s nothing up there to squeeze. “Now what do you usually do?” Emily asked as she tried to distract her from any thoughts of her chest. “Next come my shorts.” Anna said kissing down Emily’s neck. Emily reached her arms out feeling Anna’s stomach and slowly making her way down her hips until she reached the top of her shorts then slowly began un-buckling them and slid them down. Emily stared for a moment, admiring Anna’s figure as she pulled off her shorts the rest of the way. Emily blushed as she felt a hand on the front of her cold, wet diaper beginning to rub her. “You know,” Emily said with a grin on her face, “That’s not my bladder.” “I know.” Anna laughed as she rubbed faster as Emily began to moan. “It’s cold, let me warm it back up for you.” Emily’s lower half felt so hot despite the clammy diaper and she had to admit this felt even better wet than it did dry. She wrapped her arms around Anna as she unconsciously began pushing herself into Anna’s hand. Anna began kissing Emily again in order to quiet the girls’ moans as she kept up the rubbing. “Are you about to cum?” Anna teased as she felt the girl start shaking under her. “I’m…n-not sssur-AHHH!!” Emily moaned as she began feeling intense pleasure that far surpassed earlier. “That’s it, Emily, go ahead and cum.” She encouraged as she firmly grabbed the girl’s diapered crotch as she felt Emily begin to orgasm as a jet of warm pee filled Emily’s diaper. “Ooh, ahh! Mmmm.” Emily moaned. “This feels amazing.” She said as continued to pee as Anna held her. “So good” she panted. Anna began kissing her as she waited for her to come down from her high. She was about to get off and change her but froze when she felt a hand slip into her panties. “Hey, hey, Em. What are you doing?” Anna asked a bit startled. “Returning the favor.” Emily answered smiling mischievously. “You’re all wet.” She said a bit puzzled. “Well, yeah how could I not be?” Anna said as she accepted what was happening and closed her eyes enjoying every second as she let out a quiet moan. “Why?” Emily asked innocently as she continued her not so innocent exploration of Anna’s nether regions. “How are you so innocent yet so good at this?” Anna panted. For all Anna knew Emily was terrible having nothing to judge by for she herself had about as much experience as Emily. “When girls get excited they get wet down there. You probably didn’t notice because of your diaper.” “Oh, I see.” Emily said as she continued to explore while taking in all the new information. “How come?” “So things can be inserted.” Anna panted out not realizing the consequences of her words as Emily suddenly thrusted in two of her fingers. “ARGHH” Anna moaned in pain and pleasure, not really sure of which. “Oh, ahh!!aa mnggg” Anna moaned as Emily began exploring her fingers new surroundings twisting them about and using her other hand to slide Anna’s panties off since they were soaked through. Emily wasn’t really sure if Anna was enjoying this or not so she tried sliding her fingers out only to get a louder moan in return so she quickly pushed them back in thinking she had hurt her. “Yes!” Anna moaned “Do that again.” Emily obeyed slowly drawing her two fingers in and out as fluid began dripping down. “You’re, umm, leaking.” Emily stated as she kept her rhythm. “It’s ok, that’s normal.” Anna panted out. “Faster, please.” “Does it feel good?” Emily asked amazed at the scene before her as she pumped her fingers faster. “Good!” Anna almost yelled “So fucking good!” Emily beamed with happiness knowing her actions were bringing her friend so much pleasure. She decided to start pumping her fingers as fast as she could as she inserted a third wondering what would happen. “Ahh!! Ahh!!! Ahh!!!!!” Anna moaned “Oh no, Em, stop or I’ll cum!” “Be my guest.” Emily smiled knowing how good it had made her feel, unknowing of impending shower that would result. “If that…happens I’ll… pee on you! “ Anna managed to choke out between thrusts. Emily was torn, she didn’t want to leave her friend hanging but Anna was right above her and she really didn’t want to become a human toilet. She scanned the area for some kind of solution and saw the cup of water on her nightstand. She quickly dumped it out and, with a few final thrusts pulled out and quickly held the empty cup under her right as a powerful orgasm rocketed through Anna’s body. Anna grabbed the pillow next to her and held it over her mouth and screamed in ecstasy as she came and peed into the cup below her. She had never felt such intense pleasure before. She gasped for air as she continued to shake and empty herself; unknowing and currently uncaring of the whereabouts of her body’s contents. Anna finally opened her eyes to a strange sound ready to apologize profusely for urinating onto the girl below her. She was a little shocked to see Emily smiling and looked down to see herself peeing into a cup held by Emily. “Nice save.” Anna said “Damn it. Stop!” she moaned at her body as she tried but failed to stop the flow. “Now you know how I felt.” Emily said laughing. “It’s ok, just go ahead and finish.” Anna closed her eyes and sighed knowing she had no strength left in her body to fight it. She finally finished 15 seconds later to find the cup had long since over flowed on to Emily. “I am so sorry.” Anna said as she jumped off and dumped the over flowing cup in the sink. Emily just shrugged. “I already wet through the diaper earlier and it leaked on both of us. Anna grabbed a couple towels from the cupboard and wrapped one around her waist and tossed the other over her shoulder. She unhooked the Iv from Emily and helped her up and noticed the giant wet spot under her. Leaked? More like gushed. She stripped the bedding and set it aside then got some fresh sheets and blankets. “Now let’s get you in the shower.” Anna said guiding her out of the room and into the hallway towards the showers. She led her inside and closed the door behind them. She then turned the shower on and waited for the temperature to be just right before removing the soaked diaper and throwing it away along her hospital gown. Anna then turned to leave but felt Emily grab her shirt. “Actually, umm, w-would you join me?” Emily asked a bit embarrassed. Anna smiled and figured why not, she’s broken about every rule today anyway why stop now. She hung up the towels and took off the last of her clothing and followed Emily in. “Would you like me to wash you?” Anna offered. Emily smiled and nodded as she sat down on the stool. Anna grabbed the retractable shower head and wet down Emily’s hair then lathered it with shampoo. “Ahh, this feels so good.” Emily said happily as she fully relaxed as Anna massaged her head. “How do you like interning here?” “I love it” Anna said as she scrubbed Emily’s head smiling at her remark. “I get to travel a lot, see lots of different Pokémon and trainers and learn all about each one and how their different bodies act. Why the sudden interest?” “I was just thinking, I had my first battle the other day.” “Oh yeah. How’d it go?” Anna asked as she rinsed Emily’s hair. “Not so well, I hated seeing my Pokémon get hurt. Maybe I’m not meant to be a trainer. I think I’d rather help them then watch them get hurt.” Emily said. “How did you become an intern here?” “Through a recommendation.” Anna explained. “You can only get in through a recommendation from either a nurse joy or a level three intern.” “Oh ok. Interesting.” “I know this is kind of an awkward place to ask but, umm, would you. . . “Anna asked mumbling the last part. “Huh? I didn’t catch that last part?” “Well there’s an intern spot that opened and I was wondering you know since I’m a level three intern and you seem to be interested, if I put in a recommendation. Would you stay?” Anna asked. “You’d do that for me?!” Emily nearly shouted as her face lit up. I-I yes of course I would. But, I don’t live around here.” Emily said her voice dropping. Anna beamed.” That’s okay, we live here in the dorms for free as long as we work extra for it. The other thing I wanted to ask, since you said yes, was umm. Would you be my girlfriend?” “What really?” Emily asked her face lit up until she heard the last part then got serious. “Come here, Anna.” “What?” Anna said nervously.” “Closer. Closer. Even more.” Emily said until they were nearly nose to nose and then began kissing Anna under the stream of the shower. “Of course I’ll be your girlfriend.” Emily said as they broke apart. Anna smiled happily when she heard Emily’s response. “Oh and by the way. Happy Birthday.” “Best birthday ever.” Emily said and pulled Anna in for one more kiss.

“Anna, what’s wrong?” Emily asked concerned watching her normally cool and composed friend now pacing back and forth. “I am so sorry, Emily, I had no idea I was doing that. If anyone finds out about what just happened I’ll be arrested for sure! I’ll definitely get kicked out of this program now and I’ll never get to be a nurse!” Anna said in a panic more to herself than anyone. “What? Why? What are you talking about?” Emily asked confused as her senses were starting to return. “You didn’t do anything wrong, you were just trying to help me and it worked.” “I wasn’t trying to help you like THAT! Why didn’t you say anything?” “Say what? I still don’t understand what happened?” she asked starting to get more confused. “I was trying to relax your bladder muscles by rubbing it so it would release on its own without me having to forcefully push down on it. I wasn’t trying to get you off. I’m not some pervert who randomly picks up young girls in the forest and then molests them.” Anna said sitting back down next to Emily. “Can you promise not to say anything to anyone else about this? Ahh! No wait that’s exactly what a pervert would say!” “I’ll promise not to say anything if you promise to explain what happened. Why do I feel so weird?” “Weird how?” “When you were massaging me, I felt really um, hot down there and then it felt really good and started throbbing. Then it felt like I exploded and then I could go. Now it feels really weird, like an itch but up inside me.” Emily said shifting her legs back and forth. “Don’t you know what that is?” Anna asked a bit dumbfounded. “Didn’t you ever get the talk?” Emily shook her head and kept shuffling about. “Oh, God.” Anna said as she covered her face with one of her hands. “Okay, umm, It sounds like you got a bit turned on when I was accidently rubbing your clit through the padding and judging from all the noises you were making plus the fact that you peed, you probably came. As for the itch, that’s just your body telling you it wants sex. It’s called being ‘turned on’.” “Uhh. Uhh..” Emily moaned as her face turned bright red when she finally put the pieces together. “Yeah, sorry about that.” Anna said while rubbing the back of her head and sporting a bright blush of her own. “I was playing with your Eevee and well guess I got a little distracted. Looks like I owe you dinner.” Anna laughed nervously. What she said though, Anna wondered, was she serious? I can’t return her feelings. She’s too young, I’m 19 and she’s 16. Not to mention we’re both girls. Emily felt her eyes start burning with fresh tears. Of course Anna was talking to Nomine. Why would she say those things to a girl she barely knows, not to mention a girl sitting in a used diaper. Why would she be interested in someone like me? She is kind of cute though Anna thought to herself as she blushed at the thought. Wait what am I thinking, I just molested the poor girl and now I’m crushing on her. Get yourself together before you actually turn into a pervert! You’re lucky she doesn’t call the police on you. “Umm,” Emily said quietly, “Do you think you could do something about this?” She asked timidly pointing down to her waist as she shifted her legs again. “Please, it’s getting to be a bit uncomfortable.” Oh No! Anna thought, I got her all worked up and now she’s asking me to finish the job. Anna imagined a scene in her head of Emily lying in her bed naked with her legs spread. “Anna!” Imaginary Emily moaned. “I can’t take this anymore it’s so uncomfortable, I want you so bad right now!” Real Emily turned her head sideways in confusion as she watched Anna’s face turn red as her nose spouted blood. “Ahh! Anna, your nose is bleeding. Anna snapped back to reality just in time to keep it from dripping to the floor. She quickly grabbed tissues and placed them by her nose. “Sorry about that, what was it you wanted?” Anna asked trying to come back down to reality. “Could you, umm, change me please? It’s getting cold” Emily asked as she wondered if her face had discovered a new color yet. Duh, I totally forgot about her diaper. I could hit myself, what the hell was I thinking? “Yeah, of course. I’m sorry I should have changed you right away. That must be really uncomfortable.” “And gross.” Emily added as she watched Anna digging through the cupboards. “Alright. I’m ready.” Anna said as she set the supplies on the bed and pulled on a pair of disposable gloves. “Lay back please.” Anna could feel her heart begin to race as she began un-tapping the diaper. Calm down pervert she thought to herself as she began cleaning up Emily. “Ugh.” Emily involuntarily moaned as she felt herself being wiped and felt a sudden shock. “Sorry, you’re probably still sensitive from. . . earlier.” Anna said as she slid out the wet diaper and threw it away. “Lift your butt please. Thank you.” She said as she slid the new diaper under her and began spreading the powder around then quickly taped it up. “All done.” “Th-Thank you.” Emily said shyly feeling much better as soon as she was out of the wet diaper. “And can you maybe get that nosebleed under control! Come here.” Emily said as she patted the space on the bed next to her. Anna obeyed and sat down as Emily grabbed a tissue off the night stand by her bed and rolled it between her fingers. “Here, stick this up there. If that doesn’t work, maybe you should stick a tampon up there or something.” Emily teased. She looked into Anna’s face and smiled. She felt her heart start racing again. “Thank you for taking care of me.” “It’s no problem at all.” Anna said smiling back and thought to herself wow her eyes are such a pretty green. My favorite color. She leaned forward a bit closing the gap between them as Emily did the same. No wait what am I doing? Both girls thought simultaneously but it was too late. They’re lips suddenly met and they stalled, both unsure of what to do until Anna took the lead and kissed her softly. Emily soon kissed her back passionately while wrapping her arms around Anna’s neck. A minute soon turned to five as the two broke away in order to catch their breath. The girls stayed close and gazed into each other’s eyes. “So about that dinner you owe me.” Emily said wearing the biggest smile she’d had in years. “You know, tomorrows my 17th birthday.” Anna leaned back in and kissed her while whispering, “It’s a date.” “That’s great! But stop that nosebleed!”

“No way!” Emily said in disbelief as she stared from Anna, to the laid out diaper on her bed, then back to Anna. “You’re crazy if you think I’m going to wear that.” “Em, you heard what Dr. Page said. Once the IV’s in you can’t get back up” Anna said as she motioned for Emily to lay down on the bed. “Can’t you just unhook me?” Emily pleaded looking desperately for any way out of this situation. “I’m not a nurse yet, I can’t touch the IV without Dr. Page or Nurse Joy present. Even if you paged someone to come take it out, the diuretic is so fast acting that by the time someone came and unhooked you it would already be too late.” “Look, the sooner we do this the sooner you’ll get better, and then you can go back on your way.” “I-I c-can’t do this, please no.” Emily begged backing away. “It will be fine, I promise.” Anna whispered, walking slowly toward the scared girl and wrapping her arms around her. Emily eventually hugged her back, her face sporting a bright blush as she rested her head on Anna’s shoulder and let Anna’s reassurances calm her down. “That’s it, come with me.” She said leading her toward the bed. “Now just lay down and I’ll take care of the rest.” Emily sighed and did as she was told. She let out a “Eep!” and tried covering herself out of reflex as Anna lifted up her hospital gown toward her stomach. “Hands to your sides.” The brunette said as she brushed her hands away as she positioned the pink diaper under her and began the powdering process. “Almost done. See, it’s not that bad, I personally find the smell of baby powder to be quite relaxing.” Emily slowly nodded her head in agreement while her eyes were firmly shut with her sweaty fists balled up at her side. The monitor that was recording her heart rate started beeping wildly as Emily’s breathing became out of control. “Emily, what’s wrong?” Anna asked as she finished taping up the diaper. “It hurts to breathe…I- I can’t breathe, everything’s spinning! I gotta get out of here!” Emily said in a panic as she tried to jump up out of the bed. Anna quickly jumped in front of her and held her tight. “Shh, it’s okay. It’s going to be okay.” Anna whispered to Emily while rubbing her back. “Wh-Why. . . can’t. . . I breathe?” Emily asked gasping for air as the monitor displayed her heart rate at 174 BPM. “You’re okay, you’re having an anxiety attack. Just try to match my breaths, okay? Breathe in. . . and out. In. . .and out.” Anna instructed as she held the trembling girl close to keep her from bolting out the door. She continued coaching the girl as she watched her heart rate on the monitor drop back into normal range after a few minutes. She kept an arm around her as she sat the both of them on the bed. “You want to tell me what’s wrong?” she asked after a few moments of silence. Emily just shook her head. “Are you sure, I might be able to help?” “It’s just embarrassing.” Emily mumbled into Anna’s shoulder. “There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s just me who will be changing you, and I’ve already seen eve-“ “Don’t remind me.” Emily moaned. “You know I was once in your position too. I was hiking up a cliff, fell and broke my leg in three places. After surgery they kept me in diapers for a week while I was in the hospital.” Anna admitted turning red herself at the memory. “Weren’t you embarrassed?” Emily asked looking up at her. “Extremely, and there was this really cute orderly in charge of cleaning my room too.” “What happened?” “Well, on the second day I ended up getting sick from the hospital food. I ended up getting really bad diarrhea, but I was so against the thought of messing myself that I kept trying to hold it in. I was almost about to just give up and let go but then that orderly walked in. The previous day we had been talking about our favorite pokemon so he said he’d show me his favorite. When he saw me with a really pained look on my face, he thought I was just depressed about being in the hospital. He tried to cheer me up by letting his growlithe out and ordering it to go lick my face. It ran across the room and leapt right onto my stomach.” Anna said with a pained look on her face. “No! It didn’t!” Emily exclaimed totally engrossed in her story. “What happened after that?” “The result sounded like a machine gun had been fired off in the room, that growlithe took off whimpering under the bed and the owner just stared at me in shock until the smell hit him. He ran out of the room gagging and I never saw him again.” Anna sighed her face now flushed red from reliving her most embarrassing moment. The girls looked at each other for a moment before busting up laughing. “That’s so terrible.” Emily said through her smile. “See, you have nothing to worry about. Embarrassing things happen to everyone, plus I know everyone that’s going to be in and out of this room and not one of them is cute.” Anna said with a smile relieved to see Emily had finally calmed down. “That’s not true.” Emily said quietly as she laid back down in her bed. “There’s you.” She admitted barely above a whisper. “Aww, that’s so sweet of you to say. “ Anna said happily, completely oblivious to Emily’s true meaning. The girls heard a knock on the door and turned to see Dr. Page letting herself in. She greeted them and began filling Emily in on what was about to happen. “I’m going to be starting the IV. So here’s the plan. We will be administering an anti-biotic to help with the infection, and also every hour on the hour a diuretic will automatically be dispensed into your Iv to help flush out your system. The first few times you go might be a bit painful, but that’s just the stones passing. It’s very important that you go at the first sign of needing to, or else your infection will just get worse. Any questions?” “Do I really have to use diapers? Can’t I just get up and go to the bathroom?” Emily asked knowing it would be a long shot. “No, we need to check and see if the stones are passing or not and the easiest way to do that is while we change you. Not to mention we don’t want to risk anymore accidents.” “Wh-what if I have to umm, you know, GO?” Emily asked quietly while facing her blanket. “Well, then you just go and Anna here will change you.” “But if I did that, then you wouldn’t be able to tell if there were any stones.” Emily threw in. “Why not let me up to use the bathroom if I have to really go. Please.” Dr. Page thought it over for a few moments before finally agreeing. “Fine, but here are the rules. You can only get up between 15 minutes past the hour and be back in bed no later than 15 minutes till for the timed medication. If you need to go in between those times, I suggest you simply use your diaper. Before you will be allowed up, you will be required to release your bladder at least once after the diuretic is given to ensure there is no retention of fluids.” Damn Emily thought to herself I thought I could get away with not having to use a diaper at all. Emily nodded in agreement to the terms while Dr. Page began preparing the IV. “Ugh.” She quietly moaned as the needle punctured her skin. “There, all set. Now Anna will be staying here with you during your treatment so if you need anything, like some water or a change, don’t be afraid to speak up. The first dose of the diuretic has already been administered, so when you feel it take effect, don’t hold it. Very important.” Emily sighed and nodded as tried to make herself as comfortable as possible. The Dr waved good bye and set off to check on her other patients leaving the two girls alone once again. ‘So what kind of pokemon do you have with you?” Anna asked after a moment of awkward silence. “Oh, I have a charmander, ekans, and an evee.”Emily said, happy to get to a more comfortable conversation topic. “An Evee?” Anna asked excitedly as her eyes lit up. “Can I see it? Please please please?” “Hehe sure, can you bring me my bag? Now let’s see, here she is.” A red beam shot out of the pokeball she was holding and a pokemon appeared next to her on her bed. “Oh my God she’s so cute! What’s her name?” Anna asked practically jumping up and down on the spot. “Her name’s Nomine. My brother gave her to me on my 11th birthday since I wasn’t able to leave. She’s like my best friend.” Emily said looking down at Nomine affectionately, while lightly scratching behind its ears. The girls began discussing their favorite types and moves until Emily suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower stomach. Anna quickly took notice of the pained look on her face. “Are you okay? What hurts?” “It’s just that same sharp pain from before.” Emily said while she held her stomach. “Oh, looks like the meds are working. I’m sure you’ll feel better once you go.” “I-I’m fine, I don’t need to go.” Emily lied as her face turned a dark shade of red. She wasn’t prepared for the meds to have kicked in so fast. “Just let me know when you need a change.” Anna said as she picked up a magazine and pretended to read it, while stealing glances over at Emily. She just sighed as she saw Emily shifting around uncomfortably underneath her blanket. “You’re only making this harder on yourself you know.” “I’m not doing anything.” Emily protested while trying to “casually” change positions once again. “All your squirming around is making ME have to pee. That diaper better be soaked by the time I get back.” Anna said as she stood up and walked out the door figuring she just needed a little privacy until she got used to it. Emily stopped fidgeting after Anna left and tried to relax as best she could. Guess there’s no way around this. She thought to herself as she closed her eyes. I am sitting on a toilet. Emily kept repeating to herself over and over but to no avail. Her body kept clenching on its own whenever she was about to start. Maybe if I sat up. Nobody lays down on a toilet. She tried sitting up and swinging her legs over the bed but quickly laid back down once she started getting woozy from the fever. Anna came back in and saw Emily lying on her back with her eyes shut tight. She assumed this meant she was ready for a change but when she pushed up the blanket she found the girl to still be dry. “Emily, if you don’t pee in the next 30 seconds I’m going to get the Dr. and tell her you’re not co-operating and you are not going to like her methods.” Anna said trying to sound threatening. “Please don’t do that. I’ve been trying to, it just won’t come out.” Emily whimpered. “It’s okay, I understand. “Anna said dropping the act. She sat on the edge of the bed and after lifting up her hospital gown placed her hand over Emily’s bladder and applied a small amount of pressure to see if it hurt her. “How does this feel?” “It hurts.” She winced. Anna instead started slowly rubbing the area. “What about this?” “That actually kind of feels good.” Emily shyly admitted. “It’s just like back in the forest okay? Don’t worry about anything going on around you. Just focus on trying to pee.” Anna said not noticing her hand was inching slowly down the more she slowly rubbed atop the diaper. She kept her eyes on the clock knowing if Emily didn’t go on her own she’d have no choice but to force it out. She knew it would hurt the girl so she wasn’t quite ready to resort to that yet. The blush on Emily’s face grew deeper and deeper. Her body suddenly felt very hot, but she didn’t think it was the fever. She felt Anna’s hand slowly going a bit lower and she quickly noticed the lower it went the better she felt. She just assumed Anna knew what she was doing and decided to close her eyes and enjoy it, completely oblivious as to why it felt so good. Anna continued to rub the girls “bladder” not noticing her hand had left that area quite some time ago. Anna’s eyes were now fixed on the Evee as it let out a cute yawn and rolled onto its side, completely stealing all attention away from Emily. She felt the diaper growing slightly damp and figured her body was finally giving in. Emily now grabbed the edges of the bed. She had no idea why but she was loving every second of this. She felt her diaper area growing a little damp and figured whatever the hell Anna was doing was working. “C-Could you rub a little faster. I think it’s working.” “Yeah, sure “Anna answered as she sped her palm up “You’re just so beautiful, yes you are! I wish you were mine. That way I could take you home with me and we would cuddle in my bed every night “she said to Nomine as it rolled onto its back and stretched soaking up the attention. Emily beamed. She thinks I’m beautiful and she wants to cuddle with me in her bed? Emily moaned as Anna’s palm sped up. “I think I’m gonna-“ “That’s right, Em, just let it out.” “Ahh.” Emily moaned as she came and peed into her diaper. “I- I think you’re beautiful too. I really like you, I don’t care if you’re a girl” Emily panted out as she felt her lady bits continue to pulse and throb as she continued wetting herself without a care. Anna heard the familiar hiss along with Emily’s moans and pulled her hand away. Wow, sounds like Emily’s feeling better now. Guess she really had to go. She finally looked up when she heard Emily’s strange comment and froze. Emily laid back with her face flushed and covered in sweat while heavily panting. A slight bit of drool traced down her mouth and her nipples were clearly visible through her gown. Anna stared in shock. “Hey E-Em? Where exactly was I rubbing you?” Emily pointed down a few inches past her bladder muscles. “Oh my God. Oh my God. I just molested my first patient.” Anna said jumping up off the bed. “Emily, how old are you?” “16.” “Oh God I’m going to jail!” Well there's part three! Hope you like. I wasn't sure if anyone was liking this or if it was worth continuing. Then I saw someone commented saying they liked it ^-^ Thank you! You have spurred me on! The power of feedback :p

Warning: Contains female on female themes, being peed on, finger stimulation, female ejaculation (squirting). Shadows and darkness swept over the city as the sun disappeared behind the mountain range. Those on the outside would dismiss at as rumor or superstition, but the locales knew better. They knew the truth about Lightning City. It was ruled by the vampires. When the sun set over the rooftops of the tall apartments, it was accompanied by a wave of fear and apprehension in each and every town citizen. Wives shut and locked their windows, and children abandoned their games in the streets. No one remained outside but the passing tourists, which was perfectly fine for Nikki Redfield. As long as someone remained. As she sat upon the roof of an apartment, she brushed back a loose strand of her short, red hair as she watched her prey walk by. Carefully, she selected her target. A young male. Close cropped hair cut, heavy build. Probably military. Though tough in a fight, his soldier status would likely make him overconfident, thinking that a vampire couldn’t possibly touch him. Idiot. Nikki laughed silently. The man turned a corner and Nikki made her move. She threw her leather jacket off and she jumped off the roof of the four story building, landing on the wall of the building next to her, and jumping from wall to wall to soften her landing. She dashed with quiet feet to her prey, and turned the corner to see the man on his knees with a little blonde girl in a dark green sweater and white skirt biting into his neck. She released him a few seconds later and looked into his eyes. “Now don’t tell anyone we did this.” she whispered. “Okay...” the man mumbled. “Thank you. I love you.” She flirted, and threw her long ponytail over her shoulder. The man rubbed the bite wound then sheepishly waved at the child as he walked away. “Jessica, you knew I was going after him, didn’t you?” Nikki asked the girl. “Maayyyybeeee.....” Jessica responded mischievously. The two girls of the night laughed and put their arms around each other. Nikki’s smile then faded. “This town is getting too worked up. They know.” “Yeah... well... we’ve been here for over twenty years now. After staying in the same place for so long, the people are bound to do more than suspect.” Nikki sighed. “We’ve been so good at covering our tracks, though. How is it that the whole city became wary of vampires?” Jessica shrugged. “With all the people we’ve bitten, maybe we turned one of them by accident.” “You think there’s another vampire?” The younger girl nodded. “That complicates things. Now we have to compete.” “What if we find the other vampire?” “Kill ‘em.” “How to you kill a vampire?” “Head sever, fire or long term sunlight exposure are the most common.” “Aren’t you supposed to put a wood stake in their heart or something?” “Never worked on me.” Nikki scoffed at the thought. “In the real world, Jess, there needs to be a scientific reason for something. Our skin cells are partially desiccated and gained a new enzyme that allows us to digest blood, but causes all of our cells to oxidize upon contact with the sunlight. The longer we go without feeding, the weaker those enzymes become. That’s why were killed by the sun.” “What about fire?” Jessica asked dryly. “Desiccated flesh burns easily.” “Head sever?” Nikki put a hand on Jessica’s shoulder. “Though we heal fast, we can’t regenerate lost body parts. No head, no life.” “So that last vampire from fifty years ago...” Nikki nodded. “Dead from a gunshot. Plasma weapons are a deadly thing against vampires.” “Noted.” ___ “You know it’s a trap, right?” Jessica spouted. Nikki nodded silently. Tracking a vampire and there being a trail of blood through his supposed lair? Someone was baiting them. Nikki crept forward. The trail ended at a rusty metal door, and every instinct inside Nikki told her that danger awaited on the other side. “Fuck it.” Nikki performed a stepping side kick and bashed the door in, finding a human male hunched over a human female laying on a bed. He had his face pressed into her chest, and the bed was stained horribly in blood. “Now that’s a heart attack!” Jessica said. Nikki’s palm went almost immediately to her face. “You’re here...” The man hissed. He turned and looked over at the two vampire kids, blood dripping from his mouth. “A heart feeder, huh? Couldn’t just take the jugular or carotid?” Nikki took a better look at the man. His skin was almost snow white, his hair a dull gray, and his eyes; black on the outside and blood red towards the center. “Watch it, Jess, he’s three days starved.” “What does that mean?” Jessica asked. As the younger girl finished her question, the starved vampire man began to fade and vanished into nothing. “Oh...” Both girls brought their hand up in ready position. Nikki scanned the room, eyes darting from one corner to the other, waiting for the slightest movement. “Look out!” Jessica yelled. The man reappeared directly in front of Nikki holding the familiar sight of a security force plasma handgun. Nikki heard a faint click as the trigger hit the handle, but the red-haired vampire was already out of the way. The crimson bolt flew forward and struck the metal wall in a burst of red and white sparks. The man jumped back and continued to fire wildly at Nikki, but the experienced fighter dodged every shot faster than one could blink, as if she was teleporting from one place to another. Nikki continued dodging until everyone heard a brief sizzle come from the gun. “You’re empty.” Nikki said. She flashed her fangs and charged the man. Jessica was entranced at how her friend moved, with such grace and precision. A knee to the gut. A swing to the left cheek. Crescent kick to the right shoulder. Triple punch to the abdomen. Open palm uppercut to the chin. Sweep kick to the ankles. As the enemy vampire fell to the ground, Nikki ended the fight with hard axe kick, bringing her heel straight down on her victim’s neck. Jessica chuckled as the head of the starved vampire rolled away under the bed of his victim. “You’re so awesome when your badass, Nick.” Nikki wiped the blood off of her boot and tried to get it out of her jeans. “Thanks.” Nikki shrugged her shoulders and let go of her foot. With her usual wry grin, she walked over towards the younger vampire and put a hand on her head. “You know, we’ll have to lay low for a while after this. Or skip town.” “I’ll go anywhere with you. I owe you so much.” ___ Nikki opened the door and stepped out with Jessica into the sunlight. “Wh-what are you doing!?” a girl asked from inside. “Relax, Meredith, as long as we’ve fed recently the sun won’t hurt us. It just... takes away our powers.” “Oh... okay.” Jessica walked up and kissed the young girl on the forehead. “Thanks so much for letting us stay here. Tell your parents too.” “I will. Come back soon! It’s not every day you get to meet a vampire!” Nikki and Jessica waved goodbye to the young girl and started their journey. “So where are we headed?” Jessica inquired. “Figured we’d head north into the mountains. There’s an average-size town there called Storm’s Rest. Did you pee before we left?” “No, I’ll be fine.” “I’m not having another repeat like last year! I don’t know why you’re so afraid to pee outside, but if you wet yourself again...” “I won’t! Shut up! I don’t even have to go!” Jessica lied. She and Nikki had both drank several bottles of water to try and supplement their thirst for blood, but Jessica knew she metabolized faster than her elder counterpart. It won’t be long until I really have to pee. Jessica thought. Her brow furrowed with worry, then she lit up like a light bulb. “Well what are we waiting for? As soon as we get there, it won’t be a problem! C’mon!” The little blonde girl skipped away into the distance. Nikki grinned, not so wryly, then ran to catch up with the girl. ___ Nearly two hours had passed since then. Clouds passed over the sun and gave the girls a chance to rest. As Jessica sat down in the green, dewey grass, her hand immediately began rubbing the crotch of her pants. “You told me you wouldn’t have to go for a while!” Nikki reminded her. “Sorry... Guess my bladder filled more quickly than I thought.” Jessica laughed. Nikki shook her head and sat down next to her friend. “You know, I’m really glad you came with me.” “Aw, thanks, Nick!” Jessica put an arm over Nikki’s shoulder. “Really. Thanks.” Nikki returned the gesture. “A century alone is no fun at all.” The two girls smiled gently at each other. Twenty years of friendship. Constantly looking out for one another. The memories of how long they’d been together flooded each of their minds. Jessica gazed deeply into the mahogany eyes of her companion, and the softness of her pale lips. Nikki appeared to be doing the same. Jessica’s heart began to race. Is this really going to happen? My own best friend? Jessica couldn’t resist any longer. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Nikki’s. Then she quickly pulled away. “I’m sorry... I shouldn’t-” Nikki put a finger on Jessica lips, looked into her eyes again and smiled. She took the young girl’s head and kissed her back. This time, the kiss lasted. To Jessica, it seemed to be lasting for hours. In the embrace of her closest friend, her body filled with warmth. Wait... what? She thought. It wasn’t her body. It was her panties! A large gush of urine spilled out into her underwear, but she got it back under control. “Nikki...” “Yes, Jessica?” Nikki responded passionately. “I really have to pee...” “How romantic.” Nikki laughed. “I’m serious.” Nikki merely shook her head. She got in front of Jessica and reached up her skirt, feeling her hips for the band of her panties. Finding them, she slowly began to pull them down her skinny little legs. She noticed the wet spot on them, put the white undergarments up to her nose and inhaled deeply. “A smell I love.” Jessica giggled. She couldn’t tell if Nikki was serious or not, but in the heat of the moment, it didn’t matter. Nikki began removing her own clothes, starting with her tank top. “I knew you didn’t wear a bra!” Jessica teased. “Never said I did.” Nikki replied. She unbuttoned her jeans and kicked them off of her legs, leaving nothing but an adorable pair of pink panties. Jessica moved up to return the favor Nikki did for her. She put her arms around Nikki’s waist and slipped her fingers under the elastic band, and began to slide the underwear down those well-toned legs until she yanked them off her feet. “My turn.” Jessica pulled her sweater and t-shirt off and threw them to the side. She then unfastened her skirt and slipped out of it. Both girls, now completely undressed, embraced each other, feeling the softness of the other’s flesh. Jessica sighed deeply as Nikki began massaging her back with one hand, and running her other hand up the back of Jessica’s thigh. Jessica moved her hands up and down her partner’s small breasts. They were small, but firm. Their softness felt so wonderful along the palms of her hands. Jessica perked up suddenly as she felt a strange sensation between her legs. Nikki was running her two forefingers along Jessica’s vulva. Nikki then slid down between Jessica’s legs on her back. “Come on. Do it.” Nikki encouraged. She reached in and slowly rubbed Jessica’s clitoris. Jessica began moaning in pleasure. She put her head back and closed her eyes, loving the stimulation as her body lost control. Every lower body muscle relaxed, and hot yellow urine began to trickle down from between her legs. Nikki closed her eyes as the warm liquid spilled out over her chest and ran down her body, over her girlhood. Nikki reached down there and began rubbing her own clitoris, ferociously. “Oh... oh yeah...” The trickle of urine grew into full blown gushing as large quantities of urine poured over the red-haired vampire’s front. Nikki began to breathe harder and harder and rubbed herself faster and faster until she stopped her breathing, thrust her head back and her hips forward, then took a brief breath as bursts of white fluid began gushing from her vulva. Nikki squirted about four times until she finally started breathing again. “What was that? Jessica asked. “I’ll show you.” Nikki responded. She grabbed Jessica’s hips and switched places with her. She positioned herself and rested her vagina on top of Jessica’s belly, and reached back for her girlhood. Nikki closed her eyes again and relaxed. Jessica smiled as she felt something warm begin to flow over her body. She looked down between Nikki’s legs to see a steady flow of urine pouring out over her. Jessica was then overcome by waves of pleasure as she felt Nikki’s two fingers moving in and out of her vagina. Jessica closed her eyes and let Nikki do whatever she was going to do. Jessica couldn’t help it. She began rubbing her chest, she didn’t know why, but it felt good. Nikki began rubbing Jessica’s clitoris again, and Jessica almost screamed as all her hip muscles tightened, her breathing paused, and her girlhood begun to act like a heart, pulsating waves of the most wonderful pleasure she had ever felt. One... two... three... four waves passed over her, each followed by a burst of white fluid from the cleft between her legs. “How...(huff) did I... (huff) do that? Was I... peeing?” Jessica asked panting wildly. “Not exactly.” Nikki responded. “But I’ll explain later.” Nikki laid her chest against Jessica’s and began to kiss her gently again. ___ Amidst the snow, a pair of buildings rose over the hill. Nikki and Jessica kept moving forward until the entire town of Storm’s Rest was laid out before them. The steel chimneys of snow covered roof tops produced smoke into the air, passing over the trees. “We’re here.” Nikki stated. “They use fires here?” Jessica giggled. “Something to be said about a classic lifestyle. Come on. I’ll show you what hot chocolate is.” The two girls exchanged a quick kiss, then dived down the snowy hill on their stomachs.