42: HumiliationAll Hollows Eve: a dark night of excitement and mystery for some, an opportunity to hang out with friends and stock up on candy for others. This particular night, two young children were doing the latter.42: Humiliation5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why are you walking so slow? You're taking forever, Kero." One of them said impatiently; a rather tall boy with jet black hair that hung in his face dressed as a vampire, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He tapped his booted foot impatiently, his bright red eyes looking over at his friend who was walking significantly slower. Kero, with long blonde hair falling in front of his bright blue eyes, shyly shifted his feet a bit in his mummy costume. It had been at least two hours since they'd been dropped off to go trick-or-treating, and the small blonde's bladder had been filling progressively the whole time. The only problem was that he was wrapped up with high-quality gauze bandage so tightly, he couldn't get it off by himself. His father had expertly wrapped him; his
Holding CellA/N: This is an A:TLA omorashi story. If that bothers you, don't read! Victim today: Zuko. 8DHolding Cell3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Well, their field trip had ended poorly. Now they were locked in a tiny Fire Nation cell, awaiting who knows what, and both Katara and Zuko were bound with their hands behind their backs to the wall. They sat in silence, Katara fuming and glaring at the floor, and Zuko with his eyes closed, deep in concentration. Or trying to sleep, whatever.
If she just had some fucking water. Even with her hands bound behind her, she was skilled enough to bend with just her fingers. But the room was hot, with dry air funneled in, just as Hama had said. Zuko could probably firebend at someone with his legs free, but they'd need a guard to check in on them first, and they hadn't seen another soul since they were dumped here six hours ago.
Zuko huffed a frustrated breath. She figured he was probably bored
Sesshoumaru OmorashiSesshoumaru Omorashi3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As a demon, Sesshoumaru did not have the many weaknesses of humanity. He only required rest every few months, he only needed sustenance once a year, and the act of relieving himself could often be put off for far longer, since thirst was a foreign concept to him.
It may surprise you to know this, but the Prince of the Western Lands has never relieved himself the wilderness, despite his near constant traveling. Such an act would be shameful to his upbringing, and therefore whenever he felt an urge he could not ignore, he made his way back to his palace, no matter the distance. Not once had he ever let his needs take priority over more important tasks; he would simply change course to his palace if he was able. If not he held it.
He was a full-blooded demon lord, after all. He would never let such a thing as a need to urinate dictate his actions.
Lord Sesshoumaru had been feeling a clear urge for the past week now, however Naraku's scent had been unusually strong as of late, and as he fo
Accidents HappenDeath Note yaoi omorashi LightxlAccidents Happen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was like any other day at head quarters. Going through mountains of documents and false leads for the Kira case. Well except everyone had their eyes locked on a certain panda eyed detective as he drank his jolly rancher soda, his seventh one to be exact! Not to mention the three cups of Grande coffee and a whole teapot of English tea he had earlier.
L didn't even notice he was being stared at, even as Light gave him frequent side glances. Which he usually took acknowledge of immediately.
Actually L did notice Light but yesterday the two lovers got into a argument and things between them are still rocky.
When it was obvious that L was not going to respond to any of their stares or even notice for that matter. Light called his name. The only response he got from the detective was a quick side glance to show that he was listening as he drank through a bendy straw.
"Are you ok? You're drinking an awful lot today. That's like your tenth bottle of soda" Li
Losing Control~Black Butler~Losing Control4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
SUMMARY-Sebastian decides to teach Ciel a lesson by taking away his power, showing him that he truly is a child without control, and not an adult as he perceives himself to be. Warning: First chapter involves bed wetting.
"Sebastian, I'm hungry "
"Yes young master."
Today was a slightly more peaceful day then most. There wasn't much to do at the Phantomhive mansion. There was less mistakes (from other staff), less arguing (from other staff), and of course less disasters (that Sebastian would have to clean up, because of the other staff).
But even on the best days at Phantomhive, Sebastian was always hard at work with his young
"What would you like for lunch today young master?" The demon asked, an innocent smile gracing his lips.
Ciel took a long moment in his ponderings until he came up with a decision "I want a pasta dish."
"I'll begin on it immediately. But why don't you go to the living area and relax while I make it for you?"
"No. I want to
Torture**This story contains omorashi. Do not read or comment if this isn't your thing.Torture4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yuuko was sitting in seventh period taking notes when a sudden urge hit her. She hasn't used the bathroom all day and now after many frequent stops to the water fountain, the pressure was starting to get to her. She dismissed the feel and decided that she could wait until after class, crossing her legs tightly to prevent anything "bad" happening. As the class went by, it seemed like time would not move any faster. It seemed like she had been taking notes forever and couldn't seem to get rid of the nagging feeling in her bladder. It became a constant switch of leg crossings; right, left, right, left. It was the only thing she could do to stop the feeling from becoming worse than it already is. She was the student council president and Miss Academics for the past two years she has been in high school. If people found out about her distress, people would shake her off for the wrong person and her reputation w
Our Secret (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting), don't like don't read.Our Secret (Hetalia Omorashi)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't get too far ahead of me, Italy. I don't think anyone would believe me if you were kidnapped by Bigfoot." Germany said, as he followed the Italian down the trail.
"He's just a myth~!" Italy smiled. "It'd be more likely for a longana to get me where we're going."
"Longana?" Germany asked.
"Sí, it's like a faun. It is half-human, half-goat."
"Like that one Greek god, right? Pan?"
"Sí~!" Italy said. "Longanas live in coves or on cliffs in groups."
"And we're on our way to one of these cliffs, right?" Germany asked, unsure if the Italian had stopped paying attention to the trail. He had had the feeling since they stopped for a water break an hour or so ago.
"That's right!" Italy replied. "Maybe we'll see a mermaid resting down on the rocks, too." Italy seemed to excite himself with the idea.
"Mermaid sightings are rare, Italy." the German warned. "Don't get disappointed if you don't see any."
"I won't~!" Ita
Mello's prankThe hallways were pitch dark as a young blonde boy creeped along the hallways of Wammy's house, chuckling darkly to himself.Mello's prank5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"This is gonna be good .it's time that stupid Near got what he deserved " he muttered angrily to himself. Mello's anger had been building all day since just that very morning; first, during primary classes, Near had scored just a number of points higher than he on a homework assignment. Then, in secondary classes, he'd scored another higher mark, this time on a quiz they had taken a few days before that Mello was certain he'd beaten him in. but no. every time he thought he'd come close to defeating the little cotton-ball boy, he came up short by just a few points. A tiny percentage. A small margin. Well, no more of that. He was fed up with constantly losing; tonight, he was going to get the child back. If he couldn't beat Near in grades, he could always beat him in craft and cunning, and of course skulduggery.
The water in the bowl he held s
Itachi's Coach TripAU, Itachi based omorashi. Yes, there's wetting this time! A request for Omo-Art.Itachi's Coach Trip4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If there was one thing Itachi hated it was school trips. Not because he didn't enjoy visiting new and wonderful places, but more because he was left in charge of a bunch of hyperactive pupils, likely doped up on caffeine or sugar thanks to the early morning, with far too much excess energy to burn. Once the first half of the day was out the way he would feel better, he reassured himself as he rubbed his temples and nursed a cup of coffee.
To his left his brother was lying across the table in front of them, apparently pointedly ignoring one hyperactive and sugar filled blond across the table. It didn't faze Naruto, who simply carried on as though both his companions were riveted by his conversation.
"Naruto," Sasuke eventually spoke up, pulling his head up and glaring across the table. "It's six thirty in the morning. Shut the fuck up."
Itachi sighed and sipped his coffee once more, deciding it was
Get Me Out Of HereMy entry for the Omorashi Fanatics summer contest. AU Naruto fanfic, Sasuke based with desperation and wetting. Enjoy!Get Me Out Of Here4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Sun, sea and sand- what more could we want?"
Sasuke eyed his brother disdainfully, shielding his eyes from the sun above them. "For you to not steal all the shade of the parasol," he replied. "You aren't going to get much of a tan under that."
Itachi sat up, allowing his brother to crawl across out of the sunlight to be underneath it with him.
"Dear, dear Sasuke," he said, shaking his head with a sigh. "Anyone would think you didn't want a tan."
"I don't," Sasuke snapped, folding his arms. "Neither do you."
"Why did you agree to come on a beach holiday then? Worse still, why did I offer to drive you and end up staying with you?"
"Naruto is very persuasive," Sasuke sighed. "As for you, who knows? I imagine the ladies in bikinis are quite the pull for you."
Itachi smirked as Sasuke fixed his dark eyes on Naruto, who was standing at the edge of the sea, tentati