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
Not-So-Sweet Desperation (Hetalia Omorashi)Warning: Hetalia Omorashi (pee desperation/ wetting), don't like don't read.Not-So-Sweet Desperation (Hetalia Omorashi)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I really don't want to be here. Hungary thought, as she sat down at the long table in the conference hall.
As of late, she had a terrible bladder infection that kept her home as long as she could manage. But sadly, today was the world conference and she could not weasel out of her obligations as a nation.
Hungary sighed, as her bubbly boyfriend came bouncing in.
"Hello, Elizabeta!" Italy greeted her affectionately.
"Hi, Feliciano." she replied sweetly, yet solemnly.
"How is your infection?" he whispered in her ear.
"It's getting better, but I would still rather be home right now." she said.
"You'll be alright, bella. It's only two hours."
"I know, but I'm just not comfortable anywhere else."
"Sí, I know, but I'm right here if you need me." Italy said, as he pecked her on the lips and sat on the table.
She returned with another kiss, which was followed by one from Feliciano. He licked her l
HetaOmo Tales: CanadaARTHUR'S NOTE: I went and did another omorashi fan fic~ miraaaa had suggested I do one of Canada. So if you're reading this, I do hope you enjoy this! Took me awhile to make, TTwTT If anyone has a character they would like me to write about, feel free to ask~ It might take me awhile though, sorry!HetaOmo Tales: Canada8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rain pounded against the windshield of America's car.
Ever since Canada and America came back from the movie theater, it has been raining none stop. The day started off by America dragging Canada along to watch that new 'Lego Movie' that just recently came out.
The movie itself was hilarious. Defiantly worth watching. America laughed throughout the movie while Canada drank an insanely large amount of soda. Which came back to haunt him since he had forgotten to use the restroom before leaving the movie theater. Although, he didn't worry much about it since America had planned for them to go to dinner after the movie. However, the rain seemed to be coming down hard, making it
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
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)4 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
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?
My Baby, Italy (Hetalia Omutsu)Warning: Hetalia Omutsu (diaper wetting); don’t like, don’t read.My Baby, Italy (Hetalia Omutsu)11 months 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
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
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)9 months 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
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)5 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.
Tied Part 3 (Hetalia Omorashi)Italy zipped up his fly, still wincing slightly from his recent urination, which had hurt, just like all his previous ones. The meeting was about to start, and he had wanted to pee as close to the start as possible, desperately hoping he could make it through this meeting. Germany had been worried about him, almost as worried as Italy, and even Japan had been concerned for Italy's health and safety.Tied Part 3 (Hetalia Omorashi)9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
As Italy entered the room and took his seat, Germany had shot him a glance, raising and eyebrow. Italy didn't quite know what to do, so he simply ignored this as the meeting began. America leaped to his feet and immediately began ranting about global warming and polution, and an argument broke out instantly.
Italy sighed and took a sip from his coffee, earning him a glare from Britain, who, sitting beside him, quickly snatched it away from him, replacing it with tea. Italy didn't mind, he liked tea, so, he drank it, just the way he had been drinking his coffee, steadily. Germany was now scr
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 meeting1 year 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
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)10 months 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
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
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 Here3 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
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
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!!!Revenge1 year 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
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
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
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)9 months 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