KozmoFox 5,644 Posted March 2, 2019 👮 Moderator Popular Post Share Posted March 2, 2019 Hi everybody! Its me Kozmo! Its been a long time since I wrote the first part of lotto 5, because life has stuff in it I need to be doing. But today, I put aside a couple of hours and went for it. Some background info for newer users who don't know what a KozmoLotto is, the basic jist of it is that every now and again, I hold a thread that's basically a lottery. I roll a d100, and anyone who wants to participate rolls a d100 provides me with an omorashi scenario, with their caveats and the like. Whoever rolls closest to the number I have rolled when I deem the thread to be done, is the winner. I then put myself through their scenario, and write about it here in the experiences forum. These have been quite popular, not to toot my own horn, given that Lotto 4 is the current highest rated post in the sites history. So if you like the thought, and you like this post, participate in the next one because the more the better ❤️ I'll link all my previous experiences at the bottom for newcomers. Physical description time! I'm what one may call a "skinny-smol goth-looking chick." I'm not incredibly short but definitely not tall either. My weight is always in the like, 100 pound range give or take depending on the month I suppose. I might as well be flat as a board, but my butt looks good according to some, so that's an uplifting thought. I have quite a few tattoos, on my back, leg, arms, and chest. Not going to detail what they are in case someone recognizes me, obviously. My hair is currently teal (I practically change this seasonally) and after attempting to beat an outfit style request from the proprietor of this particular experience, I settled on a black and white horizontally striped t-shirt that I often allow to show off my midriff, a pair of denim short shorts, a black bra that was none too fancy, mainly for the aesthetic for under the shirt and the like, a pair of black panties that were slightly fancier and clung to me nice and tightlike, transparent in some areas but not over the important bits, which were covered in a design, a bit skimpy and frilly, and kneesocks. The kneesocks are just kind of mandatory, you know? Its pretty chilly today, which probably contributed to the trembling that would soon occur. Also, I have the standard piercings you'd expect from someone with this description. As for the experience itself, which was requested by @Imouto Bouquet, the following was requested: "Been a long while since I last inputted into one of these. Anyway, here's my idea: If you own any kind of game in which there's a very high chance of a 'Game Over', this will be perfect. (Looking at you, Dark Souls/Bloodborne). This will go really well if you've built up some need before starting it. Step 1: Start up a new game and build a character type you're not very familiar with (e.g: A Warrior Build if you're used to Magic Casters, and vice versa. You get the idea.) Step 2: Every time you save the game, take a drink from a pint glass. Step 3: Every time you Game Over/Have to reload, down a drink from the pint glass. Every time you Game Over to a boss, push on your bladder for 10-30 seconds based on how low you got the boss's HP (Longer time for the lower percentages of HP, as that's more of an infuriating defeat.) Step 4: If you ever get desperate while playing, you cannot stop to help alleviate your need until you reach a natural stopping point/checkpoint (Bonfires in Dark Souls, if I'm not mistaken). If you do have to surrender to this lifeline, you must take a drink from the Pint Glass when you feel yourself regain more control." Given my love for the souls series, I went with Bloodborne. Dark Souls would be too easy, as I've invested like half my life in that game, but I haven't nearly as much experience in Bloodborne. I decided to go with a bloodtinge build. The build choice ended up literally not mattering. I had this sick strategy for optimized levelling, equipment, the whole shebang. But to the surprise of NOBODY, I'm awful at video games when I'm absolutely bursting at the seams. I should note that another rule was added: Given imouto is in the site discord, I pinged them for any last second additions, which came in the form of if I died to a trash mob, instead of drinking, I had to completely relax for 5-15 seconds depending on the frequency of the deaths. This included falling off of things and dying. Given I ended up so jittery and barely able to hold the controller, this rule got some mileage. 5 seconds for mob or gravity death, 15 seconds if the next death of this type was within 15 minutes of the last. Spoiler alert: almost all of them were. I booted the PS4, layered a trash bag and a towel onto my chair for the future, and got to work. I should also note that the initial request noted I should start out already needing to pee, so I drank some over 500ml of water more than an hour before I started, also without having the classic "morning pee" as they call it. This, which I should have predicted, woke my kidneys up, thus ensuring that everything I'd drink from then on would go straight through me, and BOY did it ever. It started simply enough. You basically have a half-required death near the beginning of the game, given you need to go to the hunters dream to get a weapon, which is the hub you can't access until you either reach a lamp, or die. So I let the first enemy of the game kill me on the spot. I had to pee, but it wasn't dire yet, so the 5 seconds of relaxation wasn't bad, and more than worth. So I thought anyway. Got my equipment, and tried to basically speedrun my way through Yharnam. Naturally, due to being jittery and impatient due to my bladder, I fucked up and died. That 15 seconds of relaxation was very uncomfortable and had me shaking. I let out a frustrated whine and continued on. This would happen one more time, inching me closer towards the edge of desperate need before I actually reached the first boss. The first boss should be easy. Should be. When you're frustrated, needy, and shaky, not so much. To spare the details of the combat, I ended up dying three times (to the fucking Cleric Beast. As a Souls fan that brings me more shame than any wetting ever will.) And as the rules stated, I had to drink a pintglass for every single one of those deaths. Lacking one in my immediate vicinity, but a jar that has measurements on it, a google told me a good pint is a little more than 500 ml. So I went with 500ml. And chugged a litre and a half. This is where things got REALLY REALLY BAD for me, because across those three deaths, running back, drinking 500 ml each time, on top of everything I already had in my system and my kidneys already operating at a speedy capacity, by the third death I was in an absolutely desperate fever. I couldn't stop trembling and whining, swearing out loud every time something didn't go right. Not only did it feel like I was about to piss my shorts, I was also frustrated beyond belief, as I couldn't focus on the game and my bladder fully at the same time. Now you might have noticed, I left something out in that above paragraph. There was something very specific I forgot in the rule for bosses, I was too desperate to think straight and just chugged and rushed again hoping to get things done as speedily as possible. So I forgot to push on my bladder. In all three fights, nonetheless. When I remembered I nervously brought it up to Imouto. They said to make up for it, I'd have to, over the next 5 minutes, relax for a total of 45 seconds. So I could do it 5 seconds at a time, 10 secondsish per minute, as long as the total had been done by the end of the 5 minutes. And this all had to happen while I was still focusing on the gameplay. Things got pretty dire for me really fast, and pretty damp on top of it, no matter how much I whined and vibrated in utter debilitating need. The first couple of relaxations brought the first leaks. And by leaks I mean very steady, slow, streams. Completely relaxing for me is way worse than any kind of pressing on the bladder. Makes sense doesn't it? When you're holding a full bladder and then stop holding, you pee. I was doing them in 10 second increments, as suggested, and by second number 5 I always started trickling into my underwear, and if I so much as shifted my legs, it would increase a bit more. I could feel myself growing warm down there, and eventually had a very big wet spot reaching under my ass. Every bit that slipped out of me made me need to pee more. It was utterly agonizing, and I almost bit a hole through my lip from feeling how helpless such a minor thing like relaxing my bladder could make me. There was nothing I could do but leak, and leak, and leak... ...And then I died. Because keep in mind, while all this was happening, my fingernails were still digging into my controller, and I continued to play the game. I was not doing well, in real life or playing the game. So upon accidentally flinging myself off a ledge because I was far too desperate to actually LOOK where I was going, I had to immediately relax another 5 seconds, thus once more feeling the crotch of my shorts go warm with the agonizing pulses of everything wanting to be released. I respawned and continued. This completely screwed me up. How so you ask? That death and 5 second period of agony, made me forget about the rest of the agony. You know, what was about probably 20 remaining seconds of bladder relaxation that I had to do before the end of the 5 minute period. Naturally, as is almost poetic, I didn't remember this until there was about 20 seconds left in that 5 minute period. I don't want to overuse the word agony like I've been doing, but its just the single most appropriate word. This pain for an omo enthusiast is the 7th circle of hell, but at the same time the final step on the stairway to heaven. I dropped my controller on my desk and almost doubled over. My long fingernails dug into my thighs as I could feel my bladder waking up, like "hey, I heard I'm about to get more relief so let me explode okay?" By 5 seconds I could feel it dribbling. By 10 seconds my legs were contorting, if not my whole body, as small hiss after small hiss started breaching the fabric of my panties and hitting the denim barrier on the other side. I started to let out these small cries, not quite whines, more like when a child gets a cut and they're trying not to cry, these frantic "aaaahh" noises. My nails continued digging, and my legs continued rubbing together at the knees. I was shaking like an absolute leaf, my bladder relaxed but the rest of my body, knowing a grown woman shouldn't be having an accident, entered lock down around the area, leaving this burning intense pain in my lower abdomen while my pee fought its way out. By 15 seconds, it was like a submarine with a hull breach, the first mate sending signals to my brain that it can't hold on any longer. The steady pulse of urine soaking my crotch, pooling under me. The towel was now definitely taking damage, and I could feel my eyes go wide, a few tears pricking, begging it, whining at it, to just hold on, to not COMPLETELY explode. 20 seconds hit. I almost couldn't stop. Both hands were required, and it was another few seconds before I could stem the flow. If it were any other challenge, this probably could have counted as a loss, given my shorts and thighs were soaked. Imouto specified to me though, that the challenge was only over when I completely burst. My bladder had relief, but it was very tired, so it didn't really feel like I had gotten myself breathing room. If anything, it only made me need to pee more. Feeling my bottom half coated in sopping denim and streaks of pee really didn't help at all. And so, my quest continued. To what end, I do not know. My starting strategy had long since fallen apart, my build choice no longer mattered as I was going to get nowhere with it anyway. I wasn't going to make it much farther, I was already a leaky faucet, and if you've read my experiences you know that when I get leaky, its not going to be another hour before my bladder gives out on me entirely and I completely piss my pants. You know it, and I knew it. My goal had to become a lot more realistic, this speedrun wasn't happening, but I needed a goal to latch on to. When you're holding, you need to know what your endgame is in order to steel your resolve. For some, its making it to a bathroom, for others, its hold out until this meeting is over, etc. I needed an anchor to steel my bladder. I thought ahead and quickly found it. I steadied my resolve and I said it outloud to myself. "I'm not going to burst until I kill Father Gascoigne." I held onto that tether as I made my way through. I did my best to keep focus, the trash mobs were literally nothing to me. The big thing that was getting me so far was inattention; forgetting where ambush mobs were placed and getting fucked up by them, or falling off of things. The path to Gascoigne isn't really rife with that sort of thing, at least until I went down to kill the giant pig and fell down a hole. Given this was technically within 15 minutes of the last blunder, I went through the motions of the previous paragraph on this subject again, with even more pee gradually gushing out of me this time. I felt sorry for the puddle. I looked down at my legs, and it was very obvious on my thighs. You know how there's a difference between damp denim, and outright glistening denim? My thighs were glistening. I could see the very wet streak reaching from my crotch up the short seam. I gripped my controller and continued on. Upon making it to Gascoigne I was more confident than I should have been. Gascoigne is the first major boss of the game, and he is essentially the difficulty spike. He's geared to get you prepared for the game ahead, where you'll fight highly aggressive monsters, and even moreso he preps you for fighting other hunters, whether it be NPC, or other players invading you for PvP. When you beat him, that's when you're ready. As someone who always loved the PvP of Bloodborne, Gascoigne might be my favorite boss to fight. I aggressively duked it out with him, kited him around some tombstones and-- Then he killed me. I was mortified. Did I really come this far just to lose to him, and then lose control? I scowled in pure frustration and despair, shaking like a leaf. I was so desperate to pee I could barely hold the controller, my body was a sweaty mess of vibrating movement. I stuffed my hand between my legs, gripping for dear life, feeling the cold liquid shoot down my throat as I chugged the required 500ml. I had consumed so much water, over 2L at this point. I didn't know if the small bulge in my abdomen was my stomach or bladder bloated with water. Likely both. You'll recall that the boss death rule requires pushing on my bladder afterward. You'll also recall, if you've read my stories before, that I don't like just pushing on my bladder. For whatever reason, it doesn't actually do a whole lot to me. It increases discomfort, yes. It definitely makes me need to pee more. But I've never so much as spurted from pushing on my bladder with my hands, I don't think. But when its in a challenge its obviously meant to be way worse than it effects me, so I usually do what I did here. I stood up, went to the corner of my desk, moaning as I felt gravity sink my bladder lower, and leaned into it for a good 20 seconds as punishment for losing to Gascoigne. I fully expected this to be the end. The pressure on my bladder was immense, and I could have sprayed like a firehose all over my floor, right then and there. But, given this wasn't a matter of me relaxing my bladder like most challenge related events up to this point, I was able to clench my muscles for dear life. I leaked into my now drenched underwear at the 10th second, leading me to hunch over my desk even more. I was huffing and puffing and moaning and actually drooling onto my desk, knock kneed and just trying my absolute hardest not to wet my shorts more than I already had. A really big spurt forced its way out around the 15th, shooting down my thigh and pattering onto the floor. Hearing it really didn't do me any justice, it just caused me to make even more loud and incomprehensible noises. Second 20 rolls around and I get off the desk as fast as possible, not before immediately leaking onto the floor again. I grabbed my crotch to save myself as best as I could and gingerly sat back down onto my towel. Once more I fought my way to the boss area in what was becoming a routine run. The leaks had bought me a bit of relief, not a whole lot, but a bit more focus. I got back to Gascoigne and initiated Operation Kill-This-Fuck. I made sure to be more of an aggressor this time, utilizing stunlocks and the music box to force him into a corner and continue wailing on him. There was a couple close calls but I had plenty of heals on me. When he morphed into his monster form I made use of the classic 2nd phase strategy, where you cover him in oil and throw molotovs at him, taking big chunks of his health. Before long, the good Father was finished, and I went back to the Hunters Dream to level up, which had me chugging another 500 ml, as were the rules. This triggered some sort of response in my brain. I think it was due to me having this exact victory as a goal, because I immediately started heavily leaking, so quickly I barely had time to respond. I dropped my controller on the floor and stuffed my hands between my legs, leaning forward as I felt a gush of urine push its way into my shorts and seep into the now squishy towel underneath me. It was easily the biggest leak yet, the PSSSSHHHH might as well have echoed in the room. I had to wipe my hands off on my legs so I could pick the controller back up. This was the beginning of the end for me. I was almost constantly dribbling on and off, and I had beaten the goal I had set. My kidneys were constantly processing liquid, making sure my bladder kept topping off, but it was so tired. I didn't really have an option to hold back too much anymore. My bladder was exhausted, my brain was exhausted, my ass planted in my chair was soaked, I was beyond saving. I blindly trucked forward and walked into the next area, only to get killed by a mob I forgot was there. Twice in a row. 5 seconds of relaxation for the first, during which I surprisingly didn't leak, but the next death to the same mob (I fucked up a parry and he murdered me) bought me 15 seconds. Yet again, Psssshhh. I could only moan under my breath, sweating and drooling with need as I felt my crotch grow warm, and the towel warmer. I was done for. My next fuckup would be my last. Upon deciding I should just sprint past enemies, all the while beginning to dribble as my body began to finally give out, I frantically combed through the area, too desperate to think and even remember what I was supposed to be doing, only to not notice the monsterous dog chasing me, the dog whom ended my final life as I stopped to take in my bearings. Another 15 seconds of bladder relaxation? I knew I couldn't do it. I knew I couldn't do it and my bladder didn't even wait for me to try. I began to wet myself, feeling urine pool in my underwear, through it, into my shorts, and spread warmth all around me. There was nothing I could do. It didn't stop me from trying. I clenched as hard as I could, stood up, and threw my controller onto my bed. I hobbled next to my chair, a hand buried in my crotch, feeling my pee push through my shorts into my fingers. I kept muttering to myself, "I can't stop, I can't stop" as I tore the towel off my chair and threw it at the floor underneath me, in some sorry attempt to control the damage. I braced myself, one hand on my desk, one buried in my crotch. I shut my eyes and grunted with the effort of trying to stop. Psssh. No dice. I still couldn't stop it. I removed the hand at my desk and had it join the other one in trying to hold back the flood. I gasped in absolutely frantic disbelief, terror, and hopelessness, breathing heavily and verbally begging, saying to my empty room that I couldn't hold it, please stop. Please. The cries of helplessness continued.. Psssshhhh. I felt it begin to stream down my legs. I was doing my best to not completely pee myself, but there's only so much a single person can do, especially when its mind against body. The dread grew inside me, knowing that despite my hands being planted firmly, kneading even, into my crotch, I was still wetting myself, slowly but surely. I could feel the warm drops begin to patter on my kneesocks, warming my calves and signalling that the backs of my legs were no longer safe either. I made one last ditch attempt. I was sweating, knock kneed and trembling beyond all belief, nearly drooling with the combination of pure frantic desperation and ecstasy. I removed my hands, bent forward, arching my back a little, and planted my hands on the arm of the chair, leaning onto it for all the stability I could garner. My eyes were wide, my mouth agape and panting as I glanced down at myself, my entire being about to collapse underneath me. This was it. I tried to hold. I tried to hold it in so hard, every fibre in my being went into not completely peeing my shorts... But... I couldn't do it. I couldn't hold it anymore. My bladder completely gave out and I started peeing full force into my shorts, if not outright through them. The hiss was loud, but the liquid spilling onto the floor and towel was far louder, spattering and pooling every which way. The relief was so incredible it was almost orgasmic, if I hadn't been holding myself up using the chair I would have collapsed straight to my knees. Blazing trails of streaming urine rushed down my legs, rivers on their way to the ocean underneath me. I don't even need to describe how my clothes could literally no longer contain any of it, my entire lower half was oversaturated beyond capacity almost instantly. I struggled, cried, panted and moaned, quite loudly mind you given it was an incredibly intense moment for me on all fronts, but I was finished. I had lost. Maybe a minute later I had tapered off, being empty enough now that my body turned off the bladder autopilot and allowed me to have control once more. I notified the proper challenge authorities of the development, and squelched my way to the bathroom and stripped off, peeing whatever 10 or 5 percent I had left into the toilet. I sat in there for a bit just collecting myself from the exhaustion and chatting on my phone. Eventually I pulled myself back into my room, wiped up and tossed laundry accordingly, and plopped myself down at my computer. I probably didn't even put clothes back on for like another hour, I was far too exhausted. I had several more close calls, through the day and night, given that after we mathed everything out I had consumed 3 litres total. I am not a big girl. My kidneys were still on overdrive and I had so much water still in my system. I got desperate again every hour, and I peed again every hour, until that evening. (Don't worry I ate salty food, I know how water intoxication works and I avoid it very reliably) As I sat in my chair, feeling the fatigue eat me alive, I could only think about how this was DEFINITELY one for the books. I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did. Thank you for reading, and I love you all ❤️ If you're interested in my past work, the work that went into making this experience happen, and a vague announcement for the very near future, continue reading below ❤️ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Firstly, a MASSIVE thank you to @Biku for making the art included in this experience. This entire ordeal, I was typing in the discord which he was present for, and we came to an agreement almost immediately after the ordeal happened. I can not exaggerate how good this picture is. I gave him all the details of the experience, showed him some reference pictures so he'd know the exact attire and who he was drawing, and he absolutely blew my mind. This is the single most accurate piece of art I've ever had done of me, and its quality is absolutely OUTSTANDING. If you wanted to see what a Kozmo experience looks like, in some way that's other than words, this is the absolute closest to the real thing you can POSSIBLY get. Every single little detail of the picture is 1000% accurate, from me to the clothes to the wetting itself. My mind is boggled, and this is my favorite omo picture of all time as a result. If you haven't checked out Biku's art already, get on that shit. Like right now, GO. You might be thinking that this agreement seems 1 sided. That's where the announcement I mentioned comes in. To avoid spoilers I'll just say this: Biku gave me some art for my experience, and in trade, I'm giving him some experience for his art. He'll have another project coming soon, and you're not going to want to miss it, because I personally am going to help said project be an accurate depiction of the scenario he wants to create right down to the wire, in the way Kozmo always does, if you catch my drift. So stay tuned for that, you're DEFINITELY not going to want to miss it. Again, if you haven't checked out his art, you definitely should, and continue to do so. If you're new around here, or just haven't cared until now and want to read the rest of my experiences I've put myself through, I shall link them below. Thanks for sticking around to read more ❤️ Wet myself looking for a bathroom at a club! Wet myself while gaming (And nearly got caught!) Peed my Pants While Doing Photography (And possibly trespassing) Two Wettings the Night Before Christmas. Wet myself outside of the bathroomPeed my Pants in a Haunted Maze!Pissed myself while drunk at a friend's apartment!Wet myself at the University Peed my pants while tech supporting a friend! And the lottos! littlebird, homeanddry, samsarays and 57 others 59 1 Quote Link to comment
Gemgirl 659 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 This was amazing. I love video game related holding challenges. And playing any souls game while bursting is rough. Darksyn and KozmoFox 2 Quote Link to comment
KozmoFox 5,644 Posted March 3, 2019 Author 👮 Moderator Share Posted March 3, 2019 5 minutes ago, Gemgirl said: This was amazing. I love video game related holding challenges. And playing any souls game while bursting is rough. It was actually nuts. I usually hate holding during games because I hate losing focus. I like doing well, I like winning. I never in a million years imagined it would be this rough. Patience, memory, and spacial awareness are the three most important parts of being a soulsborne player. And if you're on the verge of bladder overload, I found out the hard way you lose all three. Varys, Darksyn, LostProfessor and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment
Darksyn 266 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 Holy hell, that was an intense read, I can scarcely imagine what it'd have been like to be that desperate. As usual, you're a top quality storyteller - I could practically see you writhing around inside my head as I read it, and the surprise art was a sweet bonus. I'm jealous of your ability to manage these wettings, y'know... I have the most fuckin' ridiculously large bladder and take ages to get desperate. Happy that you seem to have had fun, and thank you for sharing it with all of us. ^_^ Quote Link to comment
satyr 1,314 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 1 hour ago, KozmoFox said: This pain for an omo enthusiast is the 7th circle of hell, but at the same time the final step on the stairway to heaven. That's poetic. Great experience as always, and outstanding art by Biku! Quote Link to comment
KozmoFox 5,644 Posted March 3, 2019 Author 👮 Moderator Share Posted March 3, 2019 1 hour ago, Darksyn said: I have the most fuckin' ridiculously large bladder and take ages to get desperate. 3 litres my friend, over the course of like, 2 hours. Patience and apparently bloodborne will get you there. Gemgirl and Darksyn 2 Quote Link to comment
The Dark Wolf 1,746 Posted March 3, 2019 ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted March 3, 2019 (edited) I definitely enjoyed this, and I hope you did too. I also loved your choice of outfit, and the picture to go with it. And btw, whenever I get desperate on one of my holds, I also find relaxing is one of the most effective ways to involuntarily leak. There's no need to try to outdo Lotto 4 when your regular experiences like this one are still really good and really detailed. Edited March 3, 2019 by The Dark Wolf (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
Wukongdong 15 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 Phenomenal writing, phenomenal experience, and phenomenal art. I feel the need to thank you for posting this threefold phenomenal post of yours Quote Link to comment
GreenChile 828 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 That ending was so intense, I was cheering for you to be able to stop it even though I think we all knew what was gonna happen at that point Quote Link to comment
Imouto Bouquet 581 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 At last, Biku has partially converted over to the 'Dark' (Read: Good) side of Omo Art. That was a great recounting of the suffering that was evident in the Discord chat during it, with all the added details of what was happening on the other side of the monitor. You went in dry and confident, but came out sodden and defeated. Another excellent Lotto experience write-up! Excited for the next one if it's coming, and looking forward to Biku's next project (and will continue to try and fully convert him)! P.S: I'm terrible when it comes to outfits so that's why I couldn't think of clothing for this Lotto. ;_; KozmoFox and Ghostblade913 2 Quote Link to comment
Lisk 932 Posted March 3, 2019 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted March 3, 2019 Wah! The Lotto returns! It's back! It's back! It's triple back! Omega Good Job. desperatewet and KozmoFox 2 Quote Link to comment
homeanddry 307 Posted March 3, 2019 Share Posted March 3, 2019 Fantastic stuff (as always!). Your writing alone always sets the scene really well but the amazing artwork just finishes it off perfectly 😄 Quote Link to comment
mfmf 34 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 23 hours ago, Darksyn said: Holy hell, that was an intense read, I can scarcely imagine what it'd have been like to be that desperate. As usual, you're a top quality storyteller - I could practically see you writhing around inside my head as I read it, and the surprise art was a sweet bonus. I'm jealous of your ability to manage these wettings, y'know... I have the most fuckin' ridiculously large bladder and take ages to get desperate. Happy that you seem to have had fun, and thank you for sharing it with all of us. ^_^ I found that it really does help to add either alcoholic beverages or something with lots of caffeine like an energy drink to give you that extra push. Quote Link to comment
Scoobydew 43 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 That pic makes you looks super freakin' intense and I couldn't help but superimpose screamo music over it for some reason LOL #ExtremeOmorashi KozmoFox 1 Quote Link to comment
Biku 9,657 Posted March 4, 2019 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted March 4, 2019 16 hours ago, Imouto Bouquet said: At last, Biku has partially converted over to the 'Dark' (Read: Good) side of Omo Art. That was a great recounting of the suffering that was evident in the Discord chat during it, with all the added details of what was happening on the other side of the monitor. You went in dry and confident, but came out sodden and defeated. Another excellent Lotto experience write-up! Excited for the next one if it's coming, and looking forward to Biku's next project (and will continue to try and fully convert him)! P.S: I'm terrible when it comes to outfits so that's why I couldn't think of clothing for this Lotto. ;_; You cursed motherfucker KozmoFox 1 Quote Link to comment
Solstice 111 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 Your writing is outstanding. Quote Link to comment
mbury99 8 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 That was an amazing story. The only thing I can think of that could make it better would have been to witness it live. Quote Link to comment
Ghostblade913 221 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 Aw man I was only on the discord for right at the very end. Regardless you wrote that experience wonderfully and Biku is definitely a talented artist wetting or not. desperatewet 1 Quote Link to comment
Thisguy8120 69 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 Excellent story as usual, def one of my favorites on here. Thanks for the lottos and stories! Quote Link to comment
KozmoFox 5,644 Posted March 4, 2019 Author 👮 Moderator Share Posted March 4, 2019 17 hours ago, Scoobydew said: That pic makes you looks super freakin' intense and I couldn't help but superimpose screamo music over it for some reason LOL #ExtremeOmorashi It was exactly as intense as you're imagining. Maybe next time I should throw on the MGR soundtrack or something just to see if Rules of Nature really does go with everything. Quote Link to comment
The Dark Wolf 1,746 Posted March 4, 2019 ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted March 4, 2019 I see you changed your title. It does fit, given that you deal with a lot of the creeps and rulebreakers, here, though you'll always be the Omorashi Goddess to me. 🙂 Quote Link to comment
hubertheiser 156 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 Great adventure and well written. Love it! Quote Link to comment
EtchyFox 230 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 As always well written. You simply have the best way of describing your desperate situations! Quote Link to comment
jldud3 0 Posted March 4, 2019 Share Posted March 4, 2019 Delightful experience. Thanks for sharing! You truly have a way with words. Quote Link to comment
Darksyn 266 Posted March 5, 2019 Share Posted March 5, 2019 6 hours ago, KozmoFox said: It was exactly as intense as you're imagining. Maybe next time I should throw on the MGR soundtrack or something just to see if Rules of Nature really does go with everything. I mean, everybody does abide by the RULES OF NATURE, and this is no different. What I'm saying is, do it or no guts. 😛 Quote Link to comment
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