Gothes 3,031 Posted April 25, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted April 25, 2022 Hi there! I once again took some time to write and draw a new story for you all. The artstyle is a bit different from my previous stories because I wanted to try something new. I'm not particularly happy with how it looks, so if any of you have tips on how I could improve the art I'd apreciate it a lot. For now enjoy the first part of the story and let me know what you think 🙂 ------- “Bye Mommy!”, chanted Ian (7) and Olive (4) as their mother, Elisabeth, or Liza as everyone called her, left the house dressed in a fancy red dress to spend the night out with friends. Liza blew them a goodbye kiss and wished Sandy, the children’s babysitter good luck for the night. “Don’t be afraid to call me if there’s a problem, ok?”, she told the the young woman. Sandy nodded and with a smile the mother left the house. Sandy was a little nervous since it was only the second time watching over Ian and Olive. She still needed time to get to know the kids, and vice versa. There was some awkward interactions at first between the three but as soon as the kids began to feel a little more comfortable around Sandy things started to get easier. Olive and Ian were definetly more open and talkative than a month before, when they first glanced at Sandy’s bright blue eyes. She was a sweet girl, diligent, always praised for her kindness by the children’s parents and much loved by the children themselves. Babysitting was something Sandy picked up during the summer holidays after her second year of high school, from which she finally graduated four months ago. Now her plan was to keep doing this as a part time job for as long as she figured out what to do with her future. “I’d like to become a journalist”, she told Ian while they were at the table drinking a glass of milk together. Of course she then had to explain them what journalists were and what they were doing. No sign of enthusiasm was to be found in the children’s faces during her description. Ian and Olive were still in the “I’d like to become a pilot when I grow up”-phase. Right before the clock struck 8pm the fun moved from the table to the floor. Sandy promised the siblings to play games with them so that she could keep another promise she made to Liza which was to not make them watch TV at night. So there they were, sitting on the big white living room carpet playing with legos. They had a huge plastic box filled with various bricks and pieces of any shape and size. Inside of it Ian carefully took out something that looked like a work in progress. “What is this going to be?”, asked Sandy always curious. “It’s a truck. I’ve been building it for four days now and I want to finish it soon!” The babysitter could tell how passionate the boy was about his up and coming creation, he immediately continued building the toy vehicle as if he already had the finished piece in his head. Olive on the other hand had no ongoing projects up her sleeve, she just looked at Sandy and asked: “Would you help me build a church?” “Of course!”, Sandy replied and both started working. The girls however didn’t come far as production had to stop because Olive needed to go to the toilet. “I could need bathroom break aswell”, Sandy thought, but there was no hurry. She would go as soon as her and Olive’s little architectural masterpiece would reach its completion. In the meantime her eyes glanced over Ian piecing his construction together with care. “This looks very nice!”, she said. The boy smiled. “Sandyyy!”, Olive’s voice entered the living room from the outside “can you come help me botton up my pants?” Sandy stood up and went to check on the girl. The bathroom was one of those fancy ones, nice and big, bright and clean. Peeing there was more of an experience rather than just as simple in and out trip, and speaking of which, since Sandy now found herself there she had the chance to use the bowl and quickly get rid of the rising bladder pressure that was pressing against her belly. Olive however seemed to have other plans. As the buttoning up job was done she grabbed the young woman by the hand and dragged her back into the living room. Not giving Sandy any time to truly consider emptying her bladder first. “Alright, later then”, she sighed silently. By now the floor had transformed into a minefield of lego bricks. Carefully the girls tried to avoid each of them, but as it often happens, a swift moment of brief distraction caused Sandy’s foot to step on one of the pieces, a rather pointy one aswell. “Ouch!”, she yelled. Surprised by this unpleasant sting she lifted her foot but lost balance while doing so. Sandy’s weight pulled her backwards and during her attempt to regain stability she unavoidedly tripped over Ian’s precious almost-truck and pretty much destroyed it completely. The boy let out a cry of despair! “Oh no, Ian, I’m so sorry!” The embarassment of her clumsy action made Sandy’s cheeks turn red and in shock she looked at the destruction she had just created. “Why don’t you look where you’re going?!” Ian was getting angrier and tears of disappointment were begining to make his eyes sparkle under the warm ceiling lights. “I’m sorry, Ian. I slipped!” “I hate you!” In rage the boy stormed out of the room and proceeded to go lock himself into the bathroom. Sandy ran after him and tried to calm him down while talking to the boy through the closed door. “Ian, please come out. I’l help you build a new one - an even better one!” “I don’t want you to help me!”, he whined. “Can you at least come out and then we talk about it?” “NO!” He was furious, therefore Sandy decided to leave him alone for now to calm his mood. Plagued by feelings of guilt she let herself fall onto the sofa and waited. “He does this all the time”, said Olive “When he’s angry he locks himself in the bathroom and doesn’t come out.” “How long does he stay there?” “Sometimes very long, when he’s very angry!” Sandy sighed and just like that she began to regret not using the toilet when there was still a chance to. “This is going to be fun”, the babysitter thought sarcastically as her growing need was slowly becoming uncomfortable. “Do you want to continue building the church?”, Olive asked politely. Sandy nodded and sat back down on the floor. Both girls quickly dove into their work and forgot about time and eventually about Ian aswell. As the little lego structure with it’s walls and towers was done it was time for Sandy and Olive to snap back into reality. Almost an hour had passed since the unfortunate accident and Ian didn’t show any signs of wanting to get out, in fact he didn’t show any signs at all. Sandy stood up to go talk to him once more … and to be sure he was still alive. Standing on both legs again made the weight of her bladder suddenly fall on her crotch. “Oh my…”, she complained. Olive heard this and curiously asked: “What?” Sandy answered: “Nothing, just my knees - they hurt a little.” At the end of this sentence she walked over to the bathroom and knocked at the door: “Ian?” “Go away!" The boy was still upset. “Don’t you want to at least come out? We could watch TV.” She was trying her best to convince him out of the room as quickly as possible but the child was stubborn. On the other side of the door Sandy began to press her thighs together. Pretending everything was fine she went back to Olive who now seemed to be bored with the legos. “Come on, Olive, let’s clean this mess up.” The girl obeyed and both began to put the bricks back into the box. The constant movement wasn’t helping Sandy’s pee problem. She caught herself wiggling her butt back and forth multiple times but as long as Olive didn’t notice it was all good. She was to embarassed to confess her problem to either of the siblings. After all was nice and clean Sandy tried once again to bring the boy out of the bathroom but as expected the door remained locked. Frustration was taking over the babysitter’s mood making her pick up the phone to call Liza. “Are you calling mom?” Olive asked curious. Sandy nodded as a malicious smile appeared on the little girl’s face, always a nice feeling knowing your sibling’s about to get in trouble. The phonecall took place in the kitchen. Sandy was standing with her torso leaned over the table supported by both elbows. Her legs were crossed while Olive, who sat across from her, was patiently waiting for her mother to pick up the phone - and she did. “Hi Liza, sorry to bother you!” “No worries, Sandy. Is everything ok?” Sandy began to explain the situation, feeling ashamed of her actions. Liza however took it well and just said: “It’s OK, dear, don’t dwell on it to much, it happens. And also don’t worry about Ian. He does this once or twice a month, he will come out eventually. Just relax and be patient.” “Oh … ok, I - I will be patient then”, the babysitter replied followed by a nervous giggle. “You don’t need to use the bathroom do you?”, Liza suddenly asked. Scared by this question, Sandy immediately denied it as her bladder muscles were pressing harder. “Not even, Olive?” The girl who heard her mom’s voice mumbling over the phone shook her head and Sandy verbally repeated the answer to Liza. “Well, then there’s nothing to worry about. I’ll be home around 11, I’ll see you there!” The phonecall came to an end shortly after without recieving a solution Sandy was desperately hoping for. To be continued ... SecretPerson, ghost girl, night787 and 36 others 31 8 Quote Link to comment
LifeIsStrange 1,003 Posted April 25, 2022 Share Posted April 25, 2022 so far so good! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
knockonthedoor 1,210 Posted April 25, 2022 Share Posted April 25, 2022 I don't mind the style. In fact, its a nice, classic look. I'd encourage you to keep toying with it! Gothes and night787 2 Quote Link to comment
SecretPerson 287 Posted April 25, 2022 Share Posted April 25, 2022 This looks lovely! I'll be honest, I didn't even read the whole story, I just looked at the pictures. They're great 😄 Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Guest WetterArgento Posted April 25, 2022 Share Posted April 25, 2022 Nice Start, I really like the Artstyle personally its different from most other omo artworks Quote Link to comment
Gothes 3,031 Posted April 25, 2022 Author Share Posted April 25, 2022 1 hour ago, knockonthedoor said: I'd encourage you to keep toying with it! I definetly will. Maybe the next illustrated story I write/draw will look even better, who knows! 1 hour ago, SecretPerson said: This looks lovely! I'll be honest, I didn't even read the whole story, I just looked at the pictures. They're great 😄 Noo, you need the read the story. It makes the art much better then lol knockonthedoor 1 Quote Link to comment
knockonthedoor 1,210 Posted April 25, 2022 Share Posted April 25, 2022 6 minutes ago, Gothes said: Maybe the next illustrated story I write/draw will look even better, who knows! It will! Your art is awesome and has continually progressed! But this one still looks great! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
PuddleofmyPee 134 Posted April 26, 2022 Share Posted April 26, 2022 You’re art is soooo good! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Jimmy Olsen 933 Posted April 26, 2022 Share Posted April 26, 2022 Looks great so far! I've wanted a scenario like this for some time. Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Impostor 502 Posted April 26, 2022 Share Posted April 26, 2022 Lovely! I can't wait for the second chapter! Do you plan to involve also the mom character in the desperation? Quote Link to comment
Gothes 3,031 Posted April 26, 2022 Author Share Posted April 26, 2022 2 hours ago, Impostor said: Do you plan to involve also the mom character in the desperation? Maybe😏 AkenoSama, Codedog92 and Impostor 3 Quote Link to comment
knockonthedoor 1,210 Posted April 26, 2022 Share Posted April 26, 2022 23 minutes ago, Gothes said: Maybe😏 Ooh! Don’t spoil it, but I’m hoping for a double wetting! Quote Link to comment
Gothes 3,031 Posted April 26, 2022 Author Share Posted April 26, 2022 2 hours ago, knockonthedoor said: Ooh! Don’t spoil it, but I’m hoping for a double wetting! I just said "maybe" lol I completed the story almost a month ago and all of the rough sketches are done, now I'm already going through ideas for my next project. In the meantime I'll let you all guess and wonder how this story is gonna unfold. It's always fun to read you guys' theories! knockonthedoor and Impostor 1 1 Quote Link to comment
bustin2pee 1,726 Posted April 26, 2022 Share Posted April 26, 2022 Superb drawings, as always! Looking forward to the continuation Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
NotGraeme 243 Posted April 27, 2022 Share Posted April 27, 2022 This story looks great! I can't wait for the next part. Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Peefreak99 5 Posted May 13, 2022 Share Posted May 13, 2022 This is looking great so far Quote Link to comment
Gothes 3,031 Posted June 6, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted June 6, 2022 And the story continues... . “Now what?”, she thought. 11 o’ clock was still less than two hours away, if Ian wasn’t going to come out before that time then Sandy had to find another way to get rid of her liquids. But how? There wasn’t a second bathroom in the house. The kitchen sink? Maybe a bit to risky - and also disrespectful, as was pissing in a cup or something alike. The garden could’ve been an idea, maybe after she brought Olive to bed, but was it a risk worth taking? And also, Olive was far from being sleepy, God knows for how long she was still going to stay awake. The kids were allowed to go to bed whenever they wanted on Saturdays and usually they would fully take advantage of that. So many options and so many reasons not to do it. Had it been Sandy’s house she would’ve used the sink immediately, or pretty much everything else that could have worked as an emergency toilet. The situation wasn’t easy and all she could do now was hold on and wish for a happy ending. “What do we do now?”, she asked Olive hoping to find some distraction. The girl gave this question some thought. Sandy was still leaned over the table squirming. “Do you have games on your phone?”, she then asked excited. Sandy replied with a slight tremble in her voice: “You want to play a game?” The child nodded. Sandy knew that deep down Liza wasn’t a fan of her kids being on the phone but in that moment she was so focused on trying to control her desperate need that she had no idea what else to do with the girl. The babysitter opened up an old game she hadn’t used in ages and then gave the phone to Olive who quickly figured out how to play it. Now that she had a bit more time to focus on herself, Sandy began to search for a concrete solution on how and where to find relief without getting in trouble. Before doing that though she once again attempted a talk with Ian. “How are you doing, Ian?” “I’m angry at you.” “I know, and I’m so so sorry that I broke your truck.” Meanwhile Sandy also took advantage of finally being alone to hold her crotch, cross her legs and just squirm around freely without being watched. Talking to the boy however was still her main focus. “Do you accept my apologies?” “No!” There was no chance for her to change his mind … but maybe if she told him about her bladder problems he might’ve rearanged his priorities. And so she confessed: “Ian, please. I need to pee, could you let me in? I really need to use the toilet.” “Then wet yourself!”, the boy screamed angrily. Sandy was scandalized by this sentence. Having a child being so rude was unacceptable. She slammed her hand on the door and yelled: “Ian, let me in!!” The build up frustration caused by her aching bladder only helped to make this order more powerful. Ian however didn’t show any mercy to his babysitter. “NO!”, he then screamed, even louder than Sandy. The young woman wanted to continue the heated discussion but she had to save her energies. A long hold was ahead of her. Now that Ian knew about Sandy’s struggles he would’ve done anything in his power to not let the girl in just to mess with her. Olive of course heard the disagreement both just had and immediately asked her babysitter as she walked back to the kitchen if she really did need to pee. Sandy nodded, to which Olive said: “But you told mom you don’t need to go.” “It was a lie, Olive. I was to embarassed to tell your mom.” “Do you need to go bad?” Sandy shrugged and said: “Yes. But I will hold it until your mom comes back and then I will drive home and use my toilet!” Oh, what a nice thought that was: letting it all out in the own toilet. So nice that she got weak for a moment and a little spurt moistened her comfy grey shorts. Scared she immediately used a hand to stop the potential mishap from happening. Olive witnessed all of it and as she saw the tiny wet patch between her legs she said: “You peed yourself!” “Just a little”, the young woman panicked “it’s just a tiny stain. Nothing to worry about - I was just distracted for a moment.” “You should go pee”, Olive replied. Sandy then tried to explain that this was much easier said than done. Ian was the only real solution to this problem. “IAAAN! LET SANDY GO PEEE!!!” The child suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs out of the kitchen. Ian’s response was the usual one. For Sandy, the boy was now only a waste of time. Instead she put her hand (the dry one) on Olives shoulder and sighing told her: “Come on, forget your brother! Let’s go do something else!” Sandy needed a distraction of some kind, even though she knew that her urge was to dominant now to be able to focus on anything else. Little Olive had the good idea to spend the next minutes or even hours with drawing pictures. Empty pages and loads of colored pencils were covering the table as both girls were doodling away. It helped. The babysitter’s struggles were getting lost behind the nervous scribbles she was drawing onto the pages. Still, her legs were crossing and uncrossing constantly and some groans of pain were audible from time to time. Olive very sweetly kept asking if Sandy was doing ok, she seemed to be a little worried about her. “I’m fine”, was the answer the babysitter kept giving her. She obviously was far from being “fine” but the child wasn’t supposed to deal with such problems while happily drawing her stickfigures. The eyes of the young woman were moving towards the big glass walls in front of her the entire time. She looked out to the garden and thought: “So much space for me to pee!” She began to seriously take that in consideration. Quickly step out, pee and then come back in record time. But what about Olive? If Sandy told her to keep it a secret was she going to be trustworthy enough to not tell her mom afterwards? And how would have Liza reacted if she found out a girl she barely knew peed in her nice little garden? It would all have been a risky undertake and she was to scared to put it into practice. So she continued to suffer in silence, hoping that 11 pm will soon come. And then drive home for fifteen minutes with a full bladder? Was that even possible? To be continued ... orangelion, AD51, bustin2pee and 30 others 25 8 Quote Link to comment
bustin2pee 1,726 Posted June 7, 2022 Share Posted June 7, 2022 On 6/6/2022 at 1:54 PM, Gothes said: And the story continues... I love it, great story and class illustration as always! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
orangelion 456 Posted June 8, 2022 Share Posted June 8, 2022 I love the pictures of her thoughts as it gives us glimpses of alternate scenarios. I also like the detail of getting glimpses of Sandy's and Elizabeth's underwear Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
NotGraeme 243 Posted June 8, 2022 Share Posted June 8, 2022 Aaaaaaaaaah! I need the next part! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Gothes 3,031 Posted June 9, 2022 Author Share Posted June 9, 2022 On 6/8/2022 at 4:54 AM, NotGraeme said: Aaaaaaaaaah! I need the next part! I'll come, don't worry Quote Link to comment
PuddleofmyPee 134 Posted June 10, 2022 Share Posted June 10, 2022 So good!!! So very good!! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Impostor 502 Posted June 12, 2022 Share Posted June 12, 2022 Beautiful! Lovely sneak a peak of the babysitter's red panties! 😍 I can't wait for the next part! Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
Gothes 3,031 Posted June 13, 2022 Author Share Posted June 13, 2022 Guys the final part is coming in the next few weeks (maybe more if I'm busy). For now I'd really like to know how YOU think the story is going to end. Any theories or wishes on how Sandy's nighmare will find its conclusion? Let me know! I'm curious! 🙂 AkenoSama 1 Quote Link to comment
randomrobot007 60 Posted June 13, 2022 Share Posted June 13, 2022 I think Sandy is going to go in the garden as the mom comes home acts surprised then joins in Gothes 1 Quote Link to comment
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