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 Cell2 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
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
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
Snow Day (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting); don't like don't read.Snow Day (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fin, Fin, wake up." Sweden said, as he shook the smaller nation. " 's snowing."
The smaller nation shot up, and ran to the window to find what his lover said was true.
"It's the first big snowfall of the season!" Finland exclaimed. "Oh, let's to out and play in it before its over!"
"After breakfast." Sweden said, as he wrapped his arms around Finland.
He kissed him on the cheek, and released him before he walked back into the kitchen to finish breakfast. Finland quickly changed from his pajamas into a pair of long johns followed by a pair of jeans, and a warm turtleneck.
He walked out into the kitchen and sat at the table just as Sweden brought their plates over and sat down himself. Finland devoured his breakfast quickly, not wanting to waste another minute of this beautiful snow day. He washed it down with a big glass of milk before rinsing his dishes and running to th
A Little AccidentIt was between a couple of stores that Kurt noticed the same small twinge in his bladder from that morning in the medical supply store. He noticed Blaine was intently comparing two cardigans, so, just by that theory, they were going to be awhile. The brunette figured he'd be alright for awhile though since the pressure wasn't too bad just yet.A Little Accident3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Blaine made his decision about ten minutes later, so by that time Kurt was trying not to noticeably fidget. He looked down at his watch and silently groaned. They had three minutes to go get their tickets for the afternoon matinee.
"C'mon Kurt, or we'll be late. Are you okay?"Blaine asked, noticing the slender male looked tense and Kurt nodded, obviously trying not to let Blaine notice what was wrong.
He was more than a little relieved to at least be sitting down in the theater seat, since it took a small amount of pressure off of his bladder. Kurt tried to casually cross his legs, but paled when he noticed his
Accidents HappenDeath Note yaoi omorashi LightxlAccidents Happen3 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
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
Russia and the Rollercoaster (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: contains Hetalia omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting). If it isn't your thing, DO NOT read.Russia and the Rollercoaster (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ivan had had this problem since he was young, when an illness turned into an infection and completely robbed him of his bladder control for the next several years. He would not regain any sort of control until he entered his teenage years. Only his younger sister, Natalya, knew of his plight, sworn to secrecy under the threat that Ivan would never speak to her again if she were to mention it to anyone. His older sister somewhat knew as well, though she never mentioned it to anyone, inuding Ivan. As time passed, however, he slowly regained control of his bladder. By early adulthood, he had completely regained control, save a leak here or there. Though he had regained control, Ivan's bladder was still severely weakened from his childhood infection; he could maintain control so long as he had no sudden scares or waited too long for a bathroom break. And neither were a problem, the Rus