Our Secret (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting), don't like don't read.
"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
Snow Day (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting); don't like don't read.Snow Day (Hetalia Omorashi)2 years 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
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)2 years 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
Elevator Trouble (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting); don't like don't read.Elevator Trouble (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Matthew! Get up, man! Are you gonna sleep through the meeting?!” Alfred shouted, finally waking the sleeping Canadian.
“What time is it?” he grumbled as he sat up, immediately feeling the weight of his full bladder.
“It’s 8:50, dude! We have ten minutes to get downstairs for the meeting!” the American shouted, throwing him his clothes. “You’re harder to wake up than I am, and that’s saying something!”
“You’re the one that kept me up last night!” the Canadian quietly huffed, slowly standing up before he changed. “You just had to watch that scary movie, and then you just had to make me hold you, and then you just had to get it in-”
“Shut up! Are you ready yet?
Sugar and Slick Stockings (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning! This story contains Hetalia Omorashi (basically pee desperation/ wetting). If that isn't your thing, I wouldn't read this.Sugar and Slick Stockings (Hetalia Omorashi)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Liechtenstein awoke to the sun shining brightly through the thin white curtains of her guest room at Switzerland's house. Yesterday was the world conference and, as was their tradition, Liechtenstein stayed at Switzerland's before he walked her home the next afternoon.
She rose out of bed and prepared herself for the day. It was midsummer so she put on her pink, short sleeved dress, thin white stockings, and a pair of bloomers. After she was properly dressed she put on her Mary-Jane's, when a knock came at the door.
"Liechtenstein, are you awake?" Switzerland spoke.
"Yes, big brother." She stated.
"Good. I figured we could go out for breakfast before I walk you home. Does that sound alri
Tied Part 1 (Hetalia Omorashi)The idea for this story IS NOT MINE. I read a story like this somewhere else, and it was really, really short. I wanted more, so I wrote more.Tied Part 1 (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Germany was being unfair, in Italy's mind. Italy hadn't meant to break three lights and a window, he had just slipped! But no, Germany didn't trust him. So, while Germany went out to get supplies to fix what Italy had broken, Italy sat in the kitchen, tied to a chair.
At first, it had been fine. He sung a few songs, talked to himself about Germany, and thought up new pasta recipies. But now, there was a problem. He had to go to the bathroom. Badly. Very, very badly. He was squirming wildly, trying to get his hands free somehow, but it all seemed pointless, he wasn't getting anywhere. He inhaled sharply, pressing his legs together tightly as a small ammount of urine leaked out.
He was able to end the flow, but it was amazingly painful. He wimpered, his abdom
Tied Part 2 (Hetalia Omorashi)Italy's teeth dug into his bottom lip gently and tugged at it, a shameful blush staining his face as he sat next to Germany in the waiting room of a local docter's office. He was so embarrassed, Germany had to take him to the docter's because he was a child who couldn't hold it in. Ever since a few days ago when the incident happened, Germany had been going easy on him.Tied Part 2 (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Japan had questioned on multiple occasions why Italy wasn't at training, or why Italy looked in pain, or really anything about Italy's strange behaviour. And now, here he was, waiting to see a docter as the pain in his abdomen stung him. It hadn't stopped hurting since that day, that's how Italy had known something was wrong. Germany could see his pain, and had finally asked him about it, which lead to today.
Germany helped Italy to his feet and over to the docter's secluded room, where the docter closed the door behind them and Italy sat on the table. Germany cringed as a small whine of pain escaped
Germany and the Bumpy Bus Ride (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting); don't like, don't read.Germany and the Bumpy Bus Ride (Hetalia Omorashi)8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Damn. I drank too much!” Germany huffed to himself as he slumped against the bus shelter. “I can’t drive home like this. Beer Man took my keys. ‘Take the bus home’, he says. I’m fine.”
Just as the last word slipped from his lips, he tipped forward, losing his balance and falling face first into the pavement. Quite comically, actually. If one were a passerby, it would have been quite humorous. After a moment, he sat up and leaned against the shelter.
“I’m not fine.” He admitted. “I know when I’ve had too much and it was between two and four rounds ago, considering it’s around there that I lost count. I can’t remember how many drinks I had.”
“One more thing I can’t remember.” He mumbled, as the late night bus screeched to a stop.
“Getting on?” called the driver, in a rough vo
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
France and the Wet World Conference (Hetalia Omo)Warning: Hetalia Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting); don’t like, don’t read.France and the Wet World Conference (Hetalia Omo)9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I am so tired!” France sighs as he collapses into his chair at the conference table. Despite telling his boss—and assuring that his boss knew full well that today would be the World Conference—he still heaped a load of work onto France last night. France knew the documents were important and had to be filled out swiftly, so he spent the entire night up working.
“He does this to me every time! It’s like he thinks it’s funny…or something.” He groans to himself, letting his head rest in his arms on the table. Almost instantly, he feels himself falling into sleep’s warm, dark embrace.
“France. France! Wake up. Don’t make me call you a frog.”
France’s eyes slowly crack open to see his beloved England standing beside him, a coffee in each hand.
“Angleterre? Bon jour.” He manages.
My Baby, Italy (Hetalia Omutsu)Warning: Hetalia Omutsu (diaper wetting); don’t like, don’t read.My Baby, Italy (Hetalia Omutsu)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Italy time to get up.” Germany spoke, as he gently shook the sleeping nation.
His eyes slowly fluttered opened to greet the person that woke him.
“Good morning, Germany.” Italy smiled, before sitting up and stretching.
“How did you do?”
“Hm?” Italy checked himself to find his diaper dry. “I made it through the night!”
“Good job!” Germany encouraged, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.
Italy smiled and gave a soft giggle in reply. Germany pulled him into a hug.
“Do you think I’m getting better?” Italy asked.
“Yes.” Germany said, as they parted. “I think you will be back to yourself in no time.”
“Good.” Italy replied, a glint of hope in his e
An accident on a meetingWARNING: This story contains omorashi (pee desperation/wetting) If you don't like, don't ever read please.An accident on a meeting2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
For all that people that think France is just a pervert, he also has feelings
"Alright, the G8 meeting begins since now!" Germany said as he took his seat. All the most powerful countries in the world were sitted there: America, Japan, Germany, England, France, Canada, Russia and Italy.
France smiled while he listened to the discussion about trading between America and England. He wasn't sure about when the meeting would finish, because he had to do some work in the privacy of his own house. He had been thirsty that day and he couldn't avoid brought a bottle of wine for sharing with everyone, except of England of course.
However, no nations wanted to drink, except Italy. In fact, France drank almost all the bottle. When England began to talk, the French could felt all that wine and the liquids he drank before arriving there sloshing in his bladder. He decided to ignore the feeling
Lemonade and Secrets - omorashi revisedWARNING! Do NOT read if omorashi (pee desperation) is not your thing, because that's what this story is about!Lemonade and Secrets - omorashi revised4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Also contains anthro/furry, just so you know. Lynna is a very human-like animal, whereas Nono is slightly more animal-like (since he's a werewolf).
It was an oppressively hot summer day out in the forested countryside, the heat at its most brutal of the day now with the midday sun looming at its highest in the sky. The thick and shaggy fur of a werewolf definitely was not at all suited for hot days, either. Nono was panting with his tongue lolled out as he made his way to the lake, walking on all fours from the exhausting heat. As the clear surface of water came into view, he bounded the rest of the way there and immediately submerged his entire head in it to cool off, wagging his tail.
The sound of laughter made him lift his now-soaked head curiously to glance
Zim Omorashi"GET OUT OF MY ROOM ALREADY!!!!" Gaz shouted. Zim and Dib were in Gaz's room. "Look, I'm just here to return one of your robot doll things. It keeps following me and tries to find ways to kill me!" There was a robot rabbit doll clinging onto Dib's shoulder. It was trying to bite his head off, although Zim was pulling it away as he stood behind his friend Dib. Dib continued. "So why are you freaking out about us being in your room?" Zim continued to try pulling off that robot rabbit, until it eventually started attacking him. Although no one noticed. "Because you're in here and I don't enjoy your presence! Now get out, before I call the rest of the security on you two!"Zim Omorashi4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Okay!!!" Dib exclaimed, frightened of Gaz's threat. "But just get rid of this thing!" Dib noticed the rabbit wasn't on his shoulder anymore and how it was about to chew Zim's face off. He pried it off of Zim and threw it to Gaz. "There. Take your........demon toy!" Zim sat up, in pain from being so beat up. Dib picked h
Tied Part 4 (Hetalia Omorashi)Ok, I've made some more progress ^.^ Things are gonna start moving along a little faster now, but I've been writing about America for hours now, and I need a break to write about somebody else. Geez, America and Britain can both be serious dumbasses. What? Oh! Yeah, the story!Tied Part 4 (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Italy sighed as he felt the strong German's arm unravel.
"I'm going to go get you a change of clothes, stay here." he instructed, before walking off.
Italy rubbed his eyes, the cold fabric clinging to his legs becoming itchy and uncomfortable. He wanted to forget the incident ever happening, to run off and never see anybody ever again, to vanish into thin air. He was so incredibly, unbelievably embarrassed, he never wanted to face any of those laughing nations ever again.
"Italy? You alright?"
Italy recognized the bold, raspy voice, which had now grown timid. Prussia. He sniffled as the albino nation sat down beside him, his
Guilt and Humiliation (Hetalia Omorashi)Prussia sighed, fidgeting in his seat. This meeting was horribly boring, and long, and he had to use the bathroom. The need wasn't too bad, but it was enough to make him want to get to the bathroom soon. Despite his growing need, he was thirsty, and was steadily sipping at the cup of water in front of him. He had never had a strong bladder, but it wasn't necessarily weak, either.Guilt and Humiliation (Hetalia Omorashi)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Seconds became minutes, and minutes became hours as the meeting continued. About two hours after he had finished his cup, Prussia was bursting. His legs were pressed tightly together, one hand on the table, the other in between his quivering legs. He was biting his lip hard. Germany, who was sitting beside him, took notice of this. His brother obviously had to use the restroom, and quite badly at that.
"Gilbert," he scribbled on his notepad. "You should have gone before the meeting. How long do you think you can hold it?" he tore the paper from the pad as quietly as he could and slipped it to Pru
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
Commoner's Coffee (OHSHC Omorashi)Warning: Ouran High School Host Club Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting), don't like don't read.Commoner's Coffee (OHSHC Omorashi)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Welcome to the café." Tamaki greeted his most recent guest.
Today's theme is a 'commoner's café,' more so an excuse for Tamaki to drink his fill in commoner's coffee than anything. And he happily did so as he entertained young lady after young lady.
"So, Tamaki, why did you choose a café as today's theme?" his current guest asked.
"Oh, that is quite simple, my lovely. I've never been to a café before, and they always seem so warm and inviting on television." Tamaki explained. "I really like the fact that it has a nice atmosphere where friends and couples can get together and just relax. And all of their troubles just melt away as they enjoy themselves, and enjoy each other's company. Much like I enjoy yours."
"Oh, Tamaki." his guest blushed.
"And besides, we can drink all the commoner's coffee we want!"
"Yeah, that's Tamaki alright." Haruhi mumbled. She had worr
Losing Control~Black Butler~Losing Control5 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
No Trees in the City - omorashiWARNING! Do NOT read if omorashi (bladder desperation) is not your thing, because that's what this story is about! Also contains anthro/furry characters, since Nono's character quirk wouldn't quite work if he were human. Some people don't like this, so warning you in case it bothers you!No Trees in the City - omorashi3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
For a werewolf who'd lived his whole life out in the countryside, London was absolutely breathtaking. Nono gawked at the gorgeous buildings surrounding him, watching all of the people milling about on the streets, the werewolf sniffing the air curiously as they passed by him. Their scents all told stories as fascinating as the scenery itself to his greatly heightened senses, telling him their moods and where they'd been. The sky was cloudy, and the smell of a recent rain lingered in the air; it was pleasantly refreshing, and the lanky wolf closed his eyes and wagged his tail happily as he felt a gentle cool breeze ruffle th
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
RevengeA pirate with a grudge can make a terrible enemy. Captain Carriedo finds this out when Captain Kirkland captures him and humiliates him in an obscene way. Warning!!! OMORASHI don't like, don't read!!!Revenge2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Captain Antonio Fernandez Carriedo awoke to the familiar swaying motion of a ship at sea. Immediately, he noticed that something was not right. His eyes shot open, only to be met by impossible darkness. He tried to move, only to tug helplessly at the ropes that held his arms and legs still. The poor man broke out in a panicked sweat, he fought his restraints in frantic tugs.
"I see you're finally awake. I was beginning to think I'd hit you much too hard Anthony."
The Spanish man froze, heart jumping to his throat. Icy cold fingers slid down his temples and removed the thick blindfold. It didn't take the green eyed man long to adjust to the dimly lit room. He immediately recognized it as a cabin. A prisoner's cabin, if he wasn't mistaken. By dim candle light he look