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  1. just some commissions and free time stuff i did that have pee and what not~
  2. Drawing various pokemorphs in omo/wetting related scenes. Possibly down the line a small mini-comic. Post requests, I'll pick a few! (Also it will assist me in getting better at art)
  3. Hey all! Before I start; a few things: - I'm writing this on my laptop, and for some reason, whenever I press something like ' or ", it instantly types it, so I can't really write things like "Pokemon" correctly - I'm not English, so there may be some spelling mistakes - I don't really have a schedule for when I write, so check back often ;) Now, without further ado: ------------------------------------------------------- She opened her eyes, but quickly closed them to block out the harsh sunlight comming from the window. Eyes still closed, she yawned. "You up?" She heard from downstairs. "Comming!" She yelled, her voice raspy and dry. She opened her eyes and sat up, brushing her halflong hair out of her face and wrapping her blanket around her shoulders. She looked around the room. Everything was bathing in the warm morning light, almost making it look like a painting. She pushed her bright pink blanket away from her and got up. "Good morning sleepyhead" her mom smiled from the kitchen. "Mornin'" She replied "What's for breakfast?". "I'm making some eggs, here, have a taste". "Oh, by the way..." Chloe looked up, her mouth stuffed with egg "your dad asked you to come by later today". Chloe swallowed her egg and took a breath before replying "Oh? Something the matter?". "I don't know, he was running late, so you'll have to ask him. You should probably leave as soon as possible". Chloe knew her mom was right, her dad was a busy man and if he asked her to come to his work, it was probably something important. "And, of course..." her mom looked slyly at her "Happy Birthday hunny". Her mom got a package from underneath the table, wrapped in bright yellow paper with different kinds of berrys on it. "Oh my gosh mom thanks!" Chloe eagerly took the package and opened it. Inside, there was a pretty, black bracelet with small pink stones on the side. "I love it!" Chloe yelped as she put it on, "Thank you!" she said as she hugged her mom. The lab was always quite imposing, being the biggest building in the town, with a big poke-ball logo on the front and fancy glass doors. Chloe swallowed and walked inside. The blonde behind the counter looked up and smiled. "Ah, Chloe, your dad is expecting you" she said, and Chloe smiled at her as she walked past and went up the stairs. Once at the third floor, she walked through the hallway, counting the doornumbers, "34...35...36...Ah!". She opened the door and walked into the office, if it could be called that. It had the desk and the bookcases, but lining the wall were pipes and machinery, and a glass wall with a door leading to a blue-ish room where even bigger machines were puffing away. "Ah, Chloe! Good that you could see me on such a short notice. First off all; happy birthday darling, did your mom give you your present?" "Yes!" Chloe proudly stuck out her arm, showing off her bracelet. "Haha, glad you like it. Now, you're probably wondering why I called you over here" he asked "Well, my Staraptor got blindsided by an Archeops, and he's down for the count, so I need you to get me some stuff from the next town over.". Chloe's eyes widened, she barely ever left the town, so this was a great opportunity. "I'll let you choose one of the Pokemon working here to assist you on your journey". Chloe heard a lot of rumbling behind her, and as she turned around, she saw a bunch of Pokemon behind her. There were Kling, Klang and Klingklang, a Magnezone, a Clefairy, and more, just out of her sight. "Hmmmmm" she said, looking around, when she saw something yellow shoot away on the wall, quickly moving in here direction, dropping from the ceiling and dropping on the ground in front of her, majestically landing on it's feet. The Galvantula looked at her, head tilted like a puppy, eight glistening eyes. Chloe turned around, "I'll take Galvantula, he seems pretty excited to go outside" she said. "Great!" he replied, "And if anything happens, call mom, ok? There's a professor at the Sandcurl Pokecentre, he'll know what to do". "Ok, I shall not dissapoint you, sir!" she said, saluting with a smirk, before jumping on Galvantula's back and riding out of the office... TO BE CONTINUED
  4. Faust simply couldn't resist....After playing through so many of the games, and having been driven for a good story to write through in such a while...Faust has finally caved, and decided to write one that runs along a familiar storyline... A Pokemon storyline! Faust figured he could write a bit of a story about Pokemon things...Though, for this time, it won't be an interactive. No, Faust wants to write his own sort of experience with the game....[Moon, in case one asks]....And, as a result...here we are! Though, Faust will warn...This first section is less on the lewd fun, and more on the....well, plot. And, most importantly... There are possible spoilers that will be throughout the story. Especially for this first chapter. If you have not played the games, and wish to remain unspoiled...Faust highly advises you to shy away from this story. Faust apologizes..... So, with a sizable little gap...and some work..Faust presents.... [Faust's adventures in Sun/Moon] ================================================================================================================================================ [Spoiler-inducing Plot starts here] 'Alright....This is it.' The boy had been plotting this for weeks....Saved up his allowance for months on end, and waited. He knew it wasn't a good idea...He knew that his mother would be upset, but.... 'The way they treat it.....' he thought, with a cringe as he thought back to the first time he saw...it.. They were running some kind of experiment, and it went out of control....So, they sealed it with some kind of.....mask. And, what's worse...They continued to experiment on it....trying...failing...and freezing it between attempts. Even if they all insisted that it didn't matter...That it was just a tool...A means to an end......He knew better. Just because the adults thought he was too young to understand...He could see the pain in it's eyes.... He couldn't say why, but he felt a bond with it.....and he had to do this, even if his mother would hate him for it. Even if he'd have to leave her behind.... He couldn't let it remain tortured by those cruel experiments..... He glanced down at the rucksack along his back..... He didn't have a bunch of supplies....but, he took what he could gather. He wouldn't be able to return ever again....... 'I'm sorry...' he thought back, remembering the face of another...Someone he had to leave behind.... 'But...this is something only I can do..' A figure in a white outfit paced by, and the boy flattened himself against the wall. He had to make use of his small frame to get through this....To pull this off. 'If I'm found doing this, there won't be any second chances.' he thought to himself....As the figure paced by him....And he had his chance. The boy scampered as quietly as he could across the halls, towards a certain door...And cautiously pushed open the door......Nervously peering in. One person, and this whole thing would be for naught...... But, he breathed the smallest sighs of relief. There was no one....As he had hoped. The boy opened the door, and moved over to a familiar panel...Having watched the scientists do it so many times..... 'I'm here..' he thought, sliding his hands over a button, and pressing it... Kshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... He could hear the machine coming to life, and the being he had come to save slowly rearing it's head again. It was like something out of a horror movie that almost resembled a dog....... An axe blade on it's head, mounted on top of a rust-colored mask that hid it's face....Green Talons in place of front legs....A dorsal fin in place of a tail...feathers in place of the dog's neck, and seemingly mundane hind legs, were adorned with violet scales. To the common eye, it was an abomination....To the scientists, a stepping stone in pursuing a greater goal.....But to him, it was an animal that had succumbed to far too many tortuous experiments....Pushed far too hard to accomplish something it couldn't do in the unreasonable time period they expected it to. Perhaps it was the horrid expectations that lead the boy to form an attachment with it..... "They call you Type: Null..." the boy called to himself, as the being started to rise up. "Saying you're 'Nothing.' ......That if you can't meet their goals, you're worthless.." The monster gave a sort of low growl, crimson eyes behind the mask glaring back at the boy as he dug through his bag...And pulled out a small spherical object. Red on the top, white on the bottom.... "I don't know if this will even work, but.." the boy called, holding it up. "I can't very carry you out of here. But maybe..." The being lunged at this, pouncing on the boy, as it let out a sharp cry. The boy flinched..... Was Null becoming feral again? The green talons dug into his outfit, shredding the fabric like tissue paper...As the being glared down at him...Crimson eyes looking like they were gazing into his soul. "I'm not your enemy....." He quietly called, as he felt the talons digging a bit deeper. "I'm here to help you....If you'll let me." The being showed no signs of understanding, feeling as if it was about to tear him into pieces....Before it relented, and backed up off of him. The boy slowly pushed himself into a sitting position, before climbing to his feet again, not once breaking eye contact. "Will you trust me, Null?" He called, the being looking back at him silently. For a few moments, the tension in the air was palpable....Before it slowly knelt down on it's talons, and lowered it's head in what was unmistakably a bow. The boy gave the smallest of smiles, as he moved to pick the ball up off the floor from when he was tackled....And lightly tapped it against the beast's mask. To his marvel and relief, the beast was suddenly encompassed in a red light, as the sphere opened up....and the being was whisked away into the object. It rocked a few times in his grip, before closing with a soft Ka-lick....And he held it up. "I promise I'll keep you safe...Null.." he solemnly swore to himself, tucking the ball away and starting out. The hard part had been over....Now, he just had to make it back.... He wanted to go back to his sister's room...He wanted to bid her farewell...To let her know his plan...But.... 'I can't...I shouldn't take any unnecessary risks..' he thought to himself, riding the lift up to the docks, and tugging the straps of his bag firmly. 'I've already done the hard part....Now, I just need to..' He wished he had a hat. If he did, he could have easily passed off as just another tourist of the area....He could have slipped out in the broad daylight off of the island. But, as it was..... "So, your mind is made up Master?" a woman's voice called, as the boy closed his eyes...cringing a bit as he held his hand over his face. "Yes...." he called, firmly. "It's too late to back out now. I've already taken Null, so..." The woman's voice didn't seem upset...More, amused. "Stealing a pokeball, and then taking such an important tool.....You know she won't be happy with you." "Well, with a mother like that, I'd rather be an Orphan." the boy sneered, turning with a glare. "Is the boat ready?" "Of course, Master." the woman mused, bowing. "Just remember. No matter what, you'll always have a place here, Master G.." "Don't give me that sappy talk.." he snapped back, pacing on. "If I never come back here, it'll be too soon. Just....Do me a favor, will you?" "Anything, my young master." the woman called, leading the boy out. For a few moments, the two were silent...As the boy gave a last, fleeting look to the upper part of the building. "Watch after her for me, will you?" he stated, in just as firm a tone as he had with Null. "I'll keep an eye on your sister as best I can...Master." the woman mused to him....As he stepped onto the boat. "Thank you..." ..... ........... ................. After a ride that seemingly lasted forever, the boy could feel his heart finally returning to a normal pace, as he started off the boat and towards the first building he could recognize. "Do you have any rooms for rent here?" he demanded immediately, as the woman behind the counter turned to look at him. "Ah...We sure do, but aren't you a bit young..?" she asked...as he reach into his bag, and pulled out a large stack of bills...Slapping them down on the counter. "I'd like to reserve one for as long as this will get me." he stated firmly, "That's not a problem, is it?" "Well..No.." the woman started. "But...This would cover you for several months...maybe even years! Are you sure you want to spend this much money? You might be able to buy a house for this much..." "I don't care.." the boy snapped firmly, as the woman looked visibly uncomfortable at taking such an offer... "I just need a place to stay for a while." "Well.....okay. If you say so." the woman called, picking up a key from behind the counter, and holding it to the boy. "Two doors down on your right. Just...Um..make yourself at home then." "I will..." the boy called, taking the key...and starting out. As he paced down the outside, he saw the sun coming up...and gave a small sigh. 'She's probably waking up about now..' he thought to himself, before shaking his head. 'I'm sorry...But..I had to do it. Forgive your brother...would you?' This was his life now....His, and Null's. He looked at the pokeball with a tensed, almost angry sigh....before sliding the key into his door, and starting in. Grogginess hit him like a wave from the ocean finally crashing ashore. He barely had the energy to shut his door, and drop his bag before collapsing onto the makeshift bed. It wasn't as fancy, or regal as the one he was used to, but... It was good enough. It'd have to do, for as long as he would keep this up..... ..... ........ Several miles later, a younger girl would be waking up to a damp bed of her own, blushing brightly and sniffling. "A..Ah...Uwahh.." she lightly stated, rubbing her eyes. "I.it happened again. I...I hope Big brother can help me with the mattress again....." She shuddered to think of how her mother would scold her if she knew she was still having problems with wetting the bed. She just...had so many bad dreams....And she couldn't help it. She gingerly hopped off the bed to inspect the damage, her own pajamas soaked and cold from the experience. She took a few calming breaths, before moving to sneak through the hallways...To a room that she didn't know was now vacant. With no letter telling of his destination, no explanation of why.....Where....or how. She didn't know how rough the next few years would be...How much his little break-out affected their 'Research' she was unaware about...And, most worrying of all..... .... ..... She had no idea she herself would go through the same thing in a few years time....With an entirely different pokemon, abused for it's power and potential. Not to mention, a much less clean getaway...... ========================================================================================================SpoilerEndslinehere================ ...... .......... ............. "....ust........Fa..st....Faust!" another voice called, snapping a similarly young boy out of a trance, quite a while later. "Wake up! We've finally arrived in the Alola Region!" The boy in this case lightly shook his head, emerald hair matted to his neck from the heat of the area invading the windows of the moving truck. He let out a quiet sigh at this...As the woman nudged him gently. "C'mon, don't be all pouty! We're in Alola now! It's a Beautiful island paradise!" she called happily, grinning. "I know you miss it back in Kanto, but you'll come to love it here...I just know you will!" "Yeah....I guess." The boy sulked, lightly closing his eyes as the woman opened the door, the beautiful, bright sunlight permeating the air....And lightly jarring the boy's attempts at dozing off again. "And I've got an old friend that I think you'll just love to meet!" the woman added, grinning. "Especially since you just had your birthday!" "Yeah, Mom.. While we were Moving." he snapped, clearly sounding bitter. "I sure loved skipping out on a party and all that." "Well, what I have planned is even better than a party." She mused, grinning. "but...I think I'll let you wait and see..." The boy gave a low leer at his mother, as several figures that had the muscles of body builders, but greyed skin and four arms appeared from the mover's pokeballs.....Pokemon, meant to carry heavy loads for them. "For now, I'd say just get settled. Maybe take a look around town honey?" the mother called, gently nudging the boy. "Get a real feel for the area, you know?" "I'd rather get some sleep.." the boy admitted, as the woman chuckled, and shook her head. "At least give the place a chance." she mused, grinning. "Then, you can just sleep your life away like a Komala." "Fine, fine.." the boy grumbled, slinking away with a sigh. Alola was...bright that was for sure. And, everything looked so vibrant and full of life. Something that he clashed with horribly.... "Can't believe we just moved out here.." Faust mumbled to himself, stifling another yawn. "Says she loves all of the pokemon here, but won't even let me get one. I swear..." It seemed like a nice sort of getaway...But not a place he wanted to stay. Kanto had been a bit adventurous in the past with Team Rocket, but....It was generally a safe experience. He had been excited to be getting his first pokemon, but with his mother's impeccable timing... They were on the road when he was supposed to be talking to professor Oak.....When he could have gotten a Charmander, a Bulbasaur, or a Squirtle. 'Hell, even a pikachu would have been fine.' he thought to himself, sighing. 'Do they even do anything like that here in Alola? I heard there were no gyms around here. They don't even have a pokemon league...So, they might not even have someone passing out pokemon....' He couldn't hide his disappointment as he passed through the small town...Seeing people greet one another, but generally avoiding him. He could already feel it... He didn't belong, and he would end up hating every minute of his time in Alola. Nobody wanted to speak with an outsider, and without a pokemon, he didn't dare to walk into the tall grass. He was about to double back and go back home, when a voice caught his ears. "You..want to go to the ruins Nebby?" a girl's voice called...looking like she was speaking into a sports bag. The bag, most surprisingly, seemed to rock back and forth at her side.....And emitted some sort of sound. 'Pew....' ..... He looked the girl over once more, seeing long...flowing blonde hair, wearing a white dress..With a matching, if oversized beach-like hat. She seemed a bit out of the ordinary too....And, for lack of anything better to catch his attention...The boy found himself following her.....Wondering... 'What is she doing...?' ===================================================================================================================================== Faust hopes you enjoyed reading so far...and hopes to have more up for you all soon.
  5. When You Gotta Go-la in Alola (Pokemon Sun/Moon fanfiction by MasterXploder) (Note: Contains underaged wetting desperation and minor plot spoilers) “No, Nebby, you have to stay in the bag!” “Pew-pe-pew!” argued the cosmically-colored Pokemon. Lillie shook her head, maintaining her frown. “I know it’s not a very comfortable place to be, but you definitely can’t be walking around here. There are too many people who could see you, and if you got lost, we might never find you again.” “Pew pew?” “That’s right.” Lillie put her hand on the zipper of her bag. “I promise I’ll let you back out the instant we’re in a safe place again, okay?” “Pew pewwww.” The little Cosmog sighed like a kid who was just told he couldn’t play with his friends today. “Thank you, Nebby,” said Lillie as she zipped up her bag, leaving enough of it open so its passenger could breathe. With that argument done with, Lillie let out a sigh herself and put her back to the wall of the Malie City Library. Nebby could be quite the handful, but that didn’t stop her from doing her best to look out for it. That was why she made the decision all those months ago to steal Nebby away from that awful place and help it find its way back home. Seeing Pokemon get hurt, especially for no good reason, was one of the worst things in the world, and she wasn’t gonna let anyone else hurt this poor thing. Unfortunately, going on this journey around the island region of Alola only reminded Lillie of her many shortcomings. She was not a Pokemon trainer, which meant she had to rely on her new friends to help keep her and Nebby safe. Even without that, she had a horrible sense of direction and was prone to getting lost. Just looking around at all the buildings and crowds made her feel lost and alone. “Oh, there you are!” Luckily for her, she was not alone on this particular day. “Hmm?” Lillie turned around and found herself face-to-face with Acerola, the captain of the Island Challenge’s Ghost Trial. Well, not quite “face-to-face”, given their difference in height. “Oh, sorry about that. Nebby was getting a little fussy, so I had to step outside and have a quick chat.” “It’s okay. I know how rowdy Pokemon can get when they’re bored,” said the purple-headed girl. “I’m just glad you didn’t wander off too far. Can’t have you disappearing on me before I can take you shopping, can I?” She giggled a little bit, her smile akin to that of an Alolan Persian, just without the hidden malice. Lillie found herself smiling a little bit as well. “Yeah. I have to admit, I haven’t gone on a shopping spree before. I’m a little nervous, actually.” “Aw, there’s no need to worry. You just go to a lot of stores and try on their outfits. If there’s something you really like, you buy it. That’s all there is to it.” To this, Lillie looked down towards the ground. “I know, it’s just that I’ve never picked out an outfit for myself. My mother always took care of that for me.” She felt a small, internal pang of emotion as the word “mother” left her lips. “Well, that’s why I'll be there with you, so we only get the outfits that fit you best.” Acerola’s purple eyes moved up and down Lillie, making her face turn a little red. “But I have to say, your mother knew how to pick out the right clothes for you. We might have some trouble finding something better than that.” “Um, th-thank you,” mumbled Lillie. Somehow, she found herself looking over Acerola’s patchwork gown as well. “And, um, your clothes look really good on you, too. Where did you find it, if you don’t mind me asking?” Acerola giggled again. “Why, thank you! This was actually made for me.” She grabbed her dress and twirled around, giving Lillie a better view. “I used to have a doll who wore a dress just like this one. I loved it so much, my Uncle Nanu had someone make its outfit for me so I could look just like it!” “You’d better like it, too. That dress cost me an arm and a leg to make.” Lillie and Acerola both looked over to the source of the gruff voice. An older-looking man with a grumpy expression walked up to them, carrying what looked like a bag of food and some drinks. “Uncle Nanu, there you are!” said Acerola, “I was starting to worry you got lost.” “Don’t blame me, blame the restaurant,” said Nanu. “Their cooks had to have been twiddlin’ their thumbs or something, there’s no other reason why malasada should take so long to make.” He looked over to Lillie with his red eyes, giving her a slight sense of discomfort. “So this is Lillie, I take it? Name’s Nanu.” “Uh, h-hi. I’m Lillie. It’s nice to meet you,” she replied. “And I think it was really nice of you to do that for your niece.” “Heh, that was more for my sanity than anything else,” said Nanu. He glanced at Acerola and continued. “As I recall, it was the only thing that would make a certain somebody stop bawling their eyes out when they lost their favorite doll on a ferry trip.” “Uncle! You didn’t have to tell her that!” said Acerola, her cheeks bright red with embarrassment. To this, Nanu gave a small smirk. “I figured it was a fair trade. You rope me along for some shopping spree, which I still can’t figure out how you managed, and I say something to embarrass you in return.” “You can be so mean sometimes, you know that?” Acerola made a pouty face and put her hands on her hips. Nanu chuckled and said “Anyway, I brought you the food you asked for. Made sure it was how you both wanted it.” He handed the bag over to Acerola. “Oh, thank you,” she replied, her pout falling away. She opened the bag and reached in, pulling out a piece of fried dough. “Here you go, Lillie. Can’t shop on an empty stomach, you know!” “R-right. Thank you, again.” Lillie took the malasada and lifted it up to her mouth. Truthfully, she wasn’t all that hungry, but it smelled nice, and she wasn’t going to say no to someone when they were so generous as to give her food. She bit down on half of the treat and chewed. It was pleasant at first, but suddenly she felt an intense heat in her mouth. Her eyes watered and opened real wide while her face turned red. “Lillie?” asked a concerned Acerola. “Aah! Hot! Hot! So hot!” Lillie yelled with her eyes shut. She panted and fanned her open mouth with her hand, but it did little to quell the heat. “Uh oh, looks like she got one of my spicy malasadas by mistake,” said Nanu in a tone just above his normal don’t-give-a-darn voice. Springing into action, Acerola grabbed one of the drinks from the tray and handed it to Lillie. “Here, drink this!” she said. Lillie wasted no time in grabbing the drink and sucking it contents through the straw. The cooling taste of sweet Roserade Tea filled her mouth, helping to bring the heat down to tolerable levels. It felt so nice that she couldn't stop drinking even if she wanted to. By the time she stopped, more than half the tea was gone. “Aaah… that’s better,” Lillie said when she finally pulled the straw away. There was still a lingering spice in her mouth, but she could deal with it now. “I’m so sorry, Lillie,” said a frowning Acerola, “I didn’t know Uncle Nanu got those super-spicy ones.” “Yeah, probably should’ve mentioned that.” Nanu rubbed the back of his head. “It’s… it’s okay,” said Lillie, “Everybody makes mistakes, right?” I know I’ve made more than a few since I came to Alola. “So you’re not mad at us?” asked Acerola. “No, not at all.” Lillie smiled. “Phew, that’s a relief! I didn’t want to lose a new friend so soon,” said Acerola, finding her smile again. “Okay, I think we’ve had enough small talk,” interjected Nanu, “Let’s get this over with so I can get back to keeping an eye on those numskulls in Po Town.” At this, Acerola’s eyes grew brighter. “Right! Come on, Lillie, I’ll take you to the best stores I know!” She reached out and grabbed Lillie’s free hand, making the blonde blush. “Oh! O-okay then,” said Lillie as Acerola pulled her towards the shopping district. Nanu simply shook his head and followed behind them. *** I don’t know if I like shopping for clothes, thought Lillie. There were so many different kinds of dresses to pick from, and she had no idea if any of them looked good on her. Acerola’s guidance helped her a good deal, but she had still not found anything she felt confident enough to pay for. Then there was the whole process of trying on the outfits, which meant changing in and out of them. Having to strip to her underwear in public, even in a changing booth where no one could see her, was rather embarrassing. Yet as she stood in another booth putting on another dress, her mind was not on shopping or the embarrassment of being not-really naked in not-quite public. Instead, she was focused on another problem. There was a discomfort in her that had been growing for a while now. It wasn’t in her mouth, the spiciness had faded to where she barely noticed it. This discomfort was located further south, between her legs to be specific. Truthfully, Lillie first felt it a little bit when she was in the Library with her trainer friend, but it was hardly a problem then, just the littlest indication that she would need a pit stop before long. Even after leaving to go shopping, it was still not bad enough to be a constant thought in her mind. However, all that tea she drank to get rid of the spice had been making its way through her body, filling her bladder quicker than she anticipated. Lillie rubbed her legs together while she adjusted her newest dress, a white shirt and skirt ensemble with blue trimming and a pink backpack. Looking in the mirror, she was surprised by the pretty girl who looked back at her, but also embarrassed at how obvious her need for a bathroom was. I definitely can’t let them see me like this, she thought as she stood up straight and took a deep breath. As a rather timid girl in a new world, Lillie wasn’t the most confident when it came to announcing her need for a bathroom. It was much easier when she was alone, as anyone she ran into in the girl’s room was just a stranger she would probably never see again. But with friends, she would have to deal with the awkward fact that they knew she was on the toilet doing her business before and after the fact. That was not going to happen. Lillie shook her head and breathed deeply as she turned towards the curtain. I’ll have to wait until this shopping trip is over. Hopefully, it’s not too much longer. Lillie parted the curtain and stepped out into the main store. She saw Acerola and Nanu chatting to each other, the latter sitting down next to a pile of bags and boxes from other stores, all belonging to the trial captain. Only when she stepped towards them did they drop their conversation and look at her. “Wow!” gasped Acerola, “That looks really good on you, Lillie.” “Y-you think so?” asked a bashful Lillie. Acerola nodded and said “Yup! Go on, show us the whole thing!” Lillie nodded and slowly turned around, her movements stiffer than usual. I hope they don't notice that, she thought. “Um, how does it look?” “I think it’s the best thing you’ve tried on so far.” Acerola turned to Nanu. “What do you think?” Nanu shrugged. “Same as the other ones. I don’t care what you wear as long as it’s the last thing you try on.” “Oh, you!” Acerola turned back to Lillie and put a hand on her chin. “Hmm, you know what? I think it might be a good idea if you got a new hairstyle to go with these new clothes.” “A new hairstyle?” Come to think of it, she had never experimented with her hair that much. Her current style was the same one she had since she was a little girl. “I… guess it’s worth trying something new with it.” As long as I don’t have to dye it. “Guess we can add the salon to the list of places to visit today!” chuckled Acerola, eliciting a small groan from Nanu. Lillie was better at hiding her displeasure, but she still whimpered a little in her throat. Hair salons were yet another thing on Lillie’s list of places she had never been, but even then she knew that hair care, especially with as much as hers, took a long while. I don’t know if I can hold it in for that long, she worried. “Um, Lillie?” “Y-yes?” Lillie realized she had zoned out for a few seconds. I hope I didn’t miss anything. “Are you okay? You’re a little fidgety,” said Acerola. Only now did Lillie notice her bouncing foot, which she immediately halted. Oh no, is she catching on!? “A-am I? I-I guess I’m not used to being looked over this much.” She forced a smile. “Yeah, it can be a little uncomfortable if you’re not used to it.” Acerola closed her eyes and lowered her head a little bit, as if lost in thought. A couple seconds later, she gasped and opened her eyes as if she had just remembered something important and, to Lillie’s imagination, a little worrisome. “Something wrong?” asked Lillie. “N-no, there isn’t!” Acerola shook her head. “I just, um, had an idea! How about we take a break and visit Malie Garden? A little downtime in the sun might be just what we need after all this shopping.” Malie Garden? That park next to the Ferry Terminal? Lillie recalled passing by it when she first arrived in town. She didn’t go in because it had wild Pokemon and trainers, but it looked nice from the outside. Maybe they have a bathroom I can use? It’s a public park, I’m sure I can find a way to slip inside one while no one’s looking. “I think that’s a good idea.” Lillie smiled. “I’ve been wanting to take a walk around there, I was just worried about the wild Pokemon inside.” “You don’t have to worry, Lillie,” said Acerola, “Uncle Nanu and I won’t let anything happen to you on our watch, right, Uncle?” Nanu shrugged again. “She won’t. I might just take a nap while we’re there.” “I guess that works, too,” said Acerola, scratching her cheek. “Okay, I’ll get out of this dress and pay for it, then we can be on our way,” said Lillie. “You’re really buying it? That’s wonderful!” Acerola twirled around in happiness. “I knew we’d find something for you!” “Don’t take too long, I might just fall asleep right here,” said a smirking Nanu. I certainly don’t plan on it, Lillie thought while she stepped back into the booth. *** The walk to the park took longer than Lillie expected. There was the distance and traffic to deal with for sure, but it also seemed like Acerola was walking a little slower than normal. She was probably just a little worn out from the shopping, or maybe Lillie was imagining things. Either way, it didn’t help make the time go by quicker or the pressure in her bladder any weaker. She was thankful both Acerola and Nanu were walking ahead of her because she had a hard time walking straight now. Every so often, her hand would find its way below her stomach to help ease the pressure, but it would immediately come off if she thought someone might be looking at her. I really need to do something about this soon, she thought, I don’t know how much longer I can hold it in. “Here we are!” declared Acerola. Lillie snapped out of her thoughts and looked ahead. Sure enough, there was the Malie Garden, an elaborate park full of golden, Johto-inspired bridges, pavilions, and other structures. Unfortunately, it was also host to several streams, so there was a sound of running water throughout the park, making Lillie subconsciously brings her legs together again. “Finally. Maybe now I can put down all this junk,” said Nanu from behind the boxes and bags he carried. This place might be my only chance, thought Lillie as she looked around for anything that resembled a restroom. If I can just slip away from these two while they’re distracted with something… “That’s a good idea, Nanu,” said Acerola “How about you find us a nice spot to rest? I’d like to take Lillie somewhere with me first, so we’ll catch up with you later.” “T-take me somewhere?” Lillie said louder than she wanted. Her bladder gave off a sharper signal in protest. Nanu shrugged as best as he could. “Whatever,” he said as he walked off ahead of them. As soon as he was out of earshot, Acerola turned to Lillie and asked “Could you please follow me, Lillie?” “Um, where to?” asked Lillie. Acerola looked around for a second. “Well, I didn’t want to say this in front of Uncle Nanu, but…” She leaned in and whispered to Lillie. “I really need to use the little captain’s room.” She needs to go, too? Lillie didn't know what to say, the only thing on her mind being her own strong urge to pee. “Please, Lillie?” Acerola spoke with a concerned expression. “This park has wild Pokemon and trainers that like to jump on people walking alone. I could handle them just fine, but I don’t know if I could still make it in time.” This isn’t good. If we both walk to the bathroom, there’s no way I can go without her knowing, thought Lillie. She looked at Acerola and noticed she was lightly bouncing and whimpering. But she needs my help, and it wouldn’t be right if I abandoned her to the same fate I’m trying to avoid. “Okay, I’ll come with you,” said Lillie. “Thank you so much!” smiled Acerola. “I know just where the restroom is. Please stay close to me!” Acerola turned and started in the direction of the presumed toilets, her walking undoubtedly slower and more rigid. I’ll just have to find another way, somehow, Lillie decided as she walked behind the desperate captain. Before too long, they reached the restrooms without any surprise encounters. It looked well-maintained from the outside with no doors leading in, just two passages that snaked around to hide the stalls from outside view. Acerola turned to Lillie, her hand now holding between her legs, and said “Wait here, I’ll just be a minute!” before heading into the passage to the girl’s room. Lillie stood outside with her back against the building’s wall biting her lip in worry. Being so close to a toilet was only making her need worse; she was now holding herself regardless if anyone was watching her or not. Her desire to pee made her think of Acerola inside. For a brief moment, her mind conjured an image of the trial captain sitting upright on the toilet, panties pulled past her knees, feet turned inward, her mouth wide open in relief as the sound of water splashing rang throughout the stall. What I wouldn’t give to be in her sandals right now… “Eep!” whimpered Lillie as a particularly strong wave hit her, making her buckle. She shook her head and looked around, realizing she probably appeared very odd right now. Why am I even doing this to myself? she pondered. There’s a bathroom right here, and I’m too embarrassed to use it. Acerola even confessed to me that she needed to go, that means it’s okay for me to say the same thing, right? While she debated, a bright light from above suddenly hit Lillie’s eyes, forcing her to put a hand up. “What was that?” she wondered as she looked up to the sky. A green light flew across the sky, heading off in the direction of one of Ula’Ula’s mountains. Lillie stood there in wonder. “Was that… a Guardian Spirit?” “Pew pew!” All of a sudden, Lillie’s bag jerked to the side, its zipper coming undone. Nebby jumped out and frantically looked up, running in the general direction of the light. “What the!? No, Nebby, come back!” Lillie shouted once she recovered from the surprise. Without thinking, she chased after Nebby as it ran deeper into the park. Lillie wasn’t sure how long she ran or even where she was going, but at some point, she saw Nebby run into what looked like a grove of bushes and weeds tall enough to obscure a person of her stature. I guess they leave this unkempt for trainers. She stopped just short of the grove and slowly reached a hand out, delicately pulling away a weed. Oh, please don’t let there be any scary Pokemon in here. “Skarrrr!” “Pew! Pew!” Lillie’s heart felt like it jumped into her throat. Oh no! Nebby’s in trouble! With no time to be careful, she ran straight into the grove. Once the bushes cleared away, Lillie was treated to a horrifying sight. A frightened Nebby was backed into a tree while an angry-looking Skarmory crept towards it, its intentions more than obvious. Were she alone, Lillie would have tried to quietly creep away, praying the Skarmory wouldn’t notice her. But with Nebby in trouble, self-preservation was the last thing on her mind as she dashed to the Cosmog’s side, getting down on her knees and cradling it in her arms. “Pew!?” “It’s okay, I’ve got you!” Lillie smiled at Nebby. Just knowing her Pokemon was safe in her arms again put her at ease, at least until another cry of “Skarr!” snapped her out of it. She looked back at the Skarmory and saw that it had not backed off from her surprise appearance. If anything, it looked even angrier, especially now that its glare was on both her and Nebby. What am I gonna do now!? Lillie’s mind raced with this thought while the Skarmory stepped closer and closer. She had no Pokemon to throw out that could battle the beast and keep them safe. Nebby had its special powers, but they would always hurt him, and she definitely didn’t want that. Running was certainly out of the option. If only there was some other way to repel this bird… Repel? That’s it! Moving as fast as she could, Lillie reached into her bag and pulled out a spray can with the words “Max Repel” on it. Meanwhile, the Skarmory had decided it was done playing around, and gave one last cry before charging at the two. Lillie fumbled with the can until the cover popped off. Right as the Skarmory was about to leap at them, she aimed the can and cried out as she pushed down on the nozzle. A gas sprayed from the can directly into the Skarmory’s face. It came to a sudden halt and reeled in disgust, flailing about and coughing up a lung. It turned around and took into the air, flying as far away as it could get. It took half a minute before Lillie decided the Skarmory was not coming back. She looked down at Nebby, who was still curled up next to her. “P-pew?” “I think we’re safe now. That mean Pokemon flew away,” said Lillie. “Pew?” Nebby looked up at her with a frown. To this, Lillie shook her head. “No, Nebby, I’m not mad at you. I’m just glad you’re okay.” “Pew pew.” Lillie sighed as she stood back up, carrying Nebby in her arms. “I know you want to see the guardian spirits, Nebby, and I’ll take you to them if I can, but you have to stay with me so we can get you there safely, understand?” “Pewwww,” sighed Nebby. “Don’t worry.” Lillie set Nebby down in her bag. “We’ll get there someday. Now come on, let’s get out of here before something else finds us.” “Pew pew!” said the Pokemon as the bag zipped back up. With that incident over with, Lillie started to relax again. At least Nebby’s safe again. Now if I could get out of here and- “Aaah!” Whatever Lillie thought she needed to do, her bladder thought otherwise. Now that the adrenaline from their encounter was wearing off, her urge to pee came roaring back worse than ever. She doubled over and grabbed herself with both hands as the wave of desperation rocked her body. Every last bit of strength she had left went into keeping her urine from leaking out. I’m running out of time! If I don’t do something quick, it’s gonna come out! Lillie looked around herself in a panic, making the scary realization that she had no idea where she was. She was so focused on catching Nebby that she didn’t pay attention to her surroundings during the chase, and she knew that trying to find her way back to the bathrooms would only get her more lost. She let out a whimper as she accepted the fact that making back to the toilets in time was just not possible. On the other hand, Lillie also noted that the bushes and trees in this little grove provided ample cover for her. That, coupled with the fact that she was seemingly the only person here, left her with a very obvious solution. I guess I have no choice now, Lillie thought, audibly swallowing. I… I have to do it out here. Taking one last look to confirm her solitude, Lillie reached her hands underneath her dress and grabbed her underwear. She paused to take a breath before slowly pulling them down, revealing them to be a plain, white color, while she slightly bent at the knees. This is really happening. I’m really gonna go in public... “Lillie?” Lillie gasped and pulled her panties back up. She spun around and saw, to her horror, a concerned Acerola emerging from the bushes. No, how!? Why now!? “Are you okay? I heard shouting and I saw that Pokemon flying away. Did you find Nebby?” asked Acerola. Lillie tried to straighten herself up, putting her hands at her sides. “Um, uh… yes, I got hi-aah!” Unfortunately, those few moments when Lillie had her underwear down was all the signal her bladder needed. She immediately felt a warm, wet sensation downstairs, and the faint noise of something hitting the ground beneath her. Her hands shot to her crotch and her legs snapped together in one last desperate attempt to hold on and preserve the last bit of dignity she had. “P-please, no,” she begged her body, but it wasn’t enough. It kept coming out, no matter how hard she pressed down or how much she prayed. Her bladder had simply had enough; the accident she feared would happen did, and right in front of her new friend. If anything, her attempts to prevent her wetting only made it worse. If she had simply stood there and peed through her panties, much of the stream would have gone straight onto the ground, leaving only a few parts of her wet. Instead, her pee now went through her hands and down her legs, getting the warm, smelly, lightly-tinted liquid all over her lower body. Dark trails formed on her knee-high socks as the urine went all the way into her shoes, soaking her feet in the process. Despite all this, a good amount still fell from her groin and legs, creating a light pitter-patter on the ground. “Oh no!” said Acerola, her cheeks turning just as red as Lillie’s. “Did… did you need to go all this time?” “I… I…” Lillie tried to speak, but no words would come out. What could she even say that would help her now? She was peeing her panties like a toddler with someone there to witness the whole thing. Her attempt at holding it and preserving her modesty as well as her belief that maybe, just maybe, this journey would help her grow into a better person, was a complete failure. Rather than speaking, Lillie did the only thing that made sense. She lowered her head so her hat hid her eyes, and started sobbing. The drops of urine hitting the ground were soon joined by the drops of her tears. “Oh, please don’t cry!” Acerola stepped forward with a hand reached out. “It’s okay, you’re okay. It’s nothing a quick wash can’t fix!” But Acerola was wrong, Lilly thought. Her clothes might be fixed with a wash, but there was no fixing her. What am I doing here? How could Nebby ever be safe if its protector is some silly girl that wets herself? What would I have even done if that Pokemon didn’t run away? Her self-deprecating deafened her to whatever attempts Acerola made to calm her down. She just wanted to disappear forever, pretend it was all a really bad dream her mother was going to wake her out of real soon, even if it turned out she was wetting the bed. Anything would be better than this. “Aah!” By some miracle, Lillie was able to hear Acerola’s gasp through her crying. She looked up through tear-muddled eyes at the trial captain’s agape mouth. “W-what’s wrong?” Lillie said between sniffs. To her surprise, Acerola simply closed her eyes, smiled, and said “Oops!” Lillie stood confused at what Acerola meant until she heard a noise that she had never wanted to hear again, only this time not directly beneath her. Could she… no, she couldn’t! But a look downward only confirmed Lillie’s suspicion. A broken stream of yellow fell from under Acerola’s dress, hitting the ground with a similar piddling sound to Lillie’s. A couple seconds later, the stream was joined by a thin trail running down both of her legs and onto her sandal-wearing feet. “I guess I couldn’t hold it anymore, either,” said Acerola, her voice as chipper as ever. Lillie didn’t have the slightest idea how to respond. Not only had she just wet herself in front of a trial captain, but that same captain was doing the same to her? This had to have been one of the strangest thing to happen to her since she came to Alola, and that list included a good deal of strange things. As she watched Acerola have her accident, something occurred to Lillie that she felt needed bringing up. “Um, did you not, er, use the bathroom before?” she asked. Acerola shook her head. “No, there was a line inside, and then I heard you shouting about Nebby outside. I tried to catch you, but you already left.” Then that means… Lillie lowered her head and said “I’m so sorry, Acerola.” “Hmm? What for?” “It’s my fault that you, um, didn’t make it,” said Lillie. “If I hadn’t lost Nebby, you would still be in the bathroom.” “Aw, don’t blame yourself,” said Acerola, “You didn’t know Nebby would run off like that. Besides, I should have said something back when we were still shopping. I guess I was just a little too embarrassed to say that to a new friend.” Acerola’s feet turned a little toward each other in a display of bashfulness, the subtle motion sending a few drops onto them. She was embarrassed too? A trial captain like her? Lillie looked back up at Acerola. For someone in the middle of wetting herself, she didn’t seem too bothered by it. Aside from the blush on her face, Acerola couldn’t look more relaxed, with her hands behind her back and legs spread apart while she hummed lightly to herself, all while her lower body grew ever wetter. “I should have said something, too,” Lillie realized, glancing down at her own mess. Looking back on it, it was so silly of her to be so shy about it. “I guess we both had a lesson to learn, huh?” “Yup,” nodded Acerola, “and I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna be more open about my needs now.” “Me too,” replied Lillie. For the first time since her accident, she allowed herself to smile. “That’s more like it!” Acerola giggled. For reasons even she wasn’t sure of, Lillie found herself laughing right along with Acerola, helping her feel a little better about her accident. They chuckled for a good while, neither of them noticing their streams growing weaker. By the time they stopped, so did their pee entirely. “Phew, that’s much better!” Acerola glanced down with a smile at her wet legs. “Well, at least my bladder feels better.” “Y-yeah,” said Lillie, looking down at her legs as well. Now that she had calmed down, she could assess the damage down there, and it wasn’t good. Her socks and shoes were soaked, and even the front of her skirt got wet from being pressed into her groin. Her underwear was very likely stained as well, but she wasn’t about to look with someone watching her. Acerola got off pretty easy in comparison, with only her panties and sandals getting wet. “But what are we going to do now? I can’t go walking around like this,” she said, feeling her worry coming back. “Hee hee, that won’t be a problem,” said Acerola, “You picked a good place to have an accident. There’s a spot close by with a stream we can wash our clothes in. I’ve never seen anyone else there before, so we have a good chance of being by ourselves.” “R-really?” Lillie smiled. It sounded almost too good to be true. “Yup, we’ll just clean ourselves up and head back to Uncle Nanu, and nobody will be the wiser.” Acerola looked down at Lillie’s legs. “But, um, you’ll probably have to go barefoot until your shoes dry out. Will that be okay?” “Um, I guess so,” replied Lillie. I guess it’s better than walking around in pee-soaked footwear. “Alright! Now come on, let’s get ourselves cleaned up so we can keep enjoying our day.” Acerola walked up and grabbed Lillie by the hand. “Oh, but my hands…!” Lillie started to say, remembering just how wet they got as well. However, Acerola didn’t seem to mind it at all given how she was humming as she led Lillie to the supposed safe place. She really is an interesting girl, huh? Lillie couldn’t put her finger on it, but there was something about Acerola that reminded her of her trainer friends and Professor Kukui. They had all been so nice to her even when they had just met, some going so far as to risk their well-being just for her. Knowing she had so many friends to rely on gave Lillie a sense of optimism that she had never felt before, that she had made the right decision to come to Alola. Her travels weren’t over yet, but with everyone looking out for her, she knew she had the strength to continue. Maybe everything is going to turn out okay after all. (Author Note: Happy belated Christmas present! Here's hoping I can keep churning out fics in the new year.)
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    From the album Some of my pics

    - You... you gave me a diuretic... you pervert...! -Yes I did it, and also I gave you a potent laxative, hehehe!!! -W...WHAT?!!!!!!!!
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    She got soaked in her own pee so I'm not sure if this was such a great idea.
  8. Has anybody seen the Pokemon Sun and Moon anime? Just wondering what anybody's thoughts on it so far are. Me personally, I'm enjoyed the first two episodes. While the animation concerned a lot of people, I really like it.
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    "I couldn't hold it anymore."
  10. It was a Saturday morning. Lyra had just arrived home after defeating the Elite Four and Lance, the Pokemon Champion. She hadn’t been home for a long time, but she was back now, and she was happy that she could finally relax. She had just woken up. It was 8:04 AM. “*Yawn*, ahhhh. Good morning world…” she muttered quietly. She noticed she had to pee, so she got up, even though she wanted to go back to bed. She was about to walk into the bathroom, when she said “Oh shit! I forgot to grab my Pokemon back while I was at the Pokemon Center last night in Cherrygrove City!” She started to head back upstairs into her room to change out of her matching red pajamas, only then wearing her perfectly white panties and her bra, and switched into her normal outfit she wore during her adventure. She always thought it was a really cute outfit, and there were a lot of people who agreed with her. She then grabbed her PokeGear, her PokeDex, and her bag, containing her empty PokeBalls, some TMs she never used, and some leftover Hyper Potions, Full Restores, and Revives items from the Elite Four. “Please, please, please, PLEASE don’t let my Pokemon be stolen now! I don’t even know how I was stupid enough to leave them there!” She dashed downstairs, ran toward the door, put on her shoes, and left to go outside. It was a quiet morning, and the sun had only just came out. All of the neighbors seemed to be asleep still, and Lyra knew her mom was still asleep. She said to herself “I’m pretty glad that I didn’t wake Mom up. Not that it would have really minded, but whatever. I need to get going. She ran down to the entrance to Route 29, and walked throughout the area. There was a lot of grass and trees in this route. She remembered that when she went to explore with her Marril. She looked around, sighed, and then said “Ok, I am going to have to watch out for wild Pokemon, especially Rattata. Sentret and Pidgey aren’t as big of a deal, but I’m still going to need to be cautious, since I don’t have my Pokemon with me!” She began to walk throughout the path as quick as she can, although she couldn’t go too fast since she didn’t want to bother many Wild Pokemon. Most of them were asleep, it seemed, but there were still noises from the grass, so she knew she wasn’t quite off the hook yet. She didn’t notice it yet, but Lyra’s pee had been growing in her bladder the entire time since she woke up. However, as she continued to get deeper and deeper into Route 29, she got more worried that something would attack her. It was too late for her to go back now. After about 15 minutes of speed-walking, she had finally got a glimpse of the entrance to Cherrygrove City. She got closer and closer until she got close enough to sprint into the city, and then she made a mad dash. She got to the very end of Route 29, and then stopped. She looked back, and saw a horde of Rattata running after her! She immediately yelled out “Fuck!”, loud enough for the town to hear. She also felt her urge to pee increase greatly as she saw the running rodents, and this time she noticed it. She once again sprinted as quick as she could, this time into the Pokemon Center. The automatic door opened, and she ran inside, and went to a corner. She watched for a second, and saw the door close. She sighed with relief, and walked up to the desk and asked the Lady “Hey miss, I forgot my Pokeballs here last night, do you happen to still have them?” She looked into her storage area and seemed to move something around. While the nurse was looking, Lyra noticed that she had really needed to go to the bathroom. “Dang, I really need to pee. I should’ve done that before I left the house this morning,” she Lyra thought. Lyra’s thoughts about her pee went away completely when the lady then looked back up at Lyra and put the Pokeballs on the desk. She asked “Are these it?” Lyra said “Oh yes! They are! Thank you so much, I thought I lost them!” Inside of the Pokeballs were a Meganium, Azumarril, and a Giraffarig. She put the others away in her PC before she left from the Pokemon League to return home. She took her Pokemon, but them in her bag, and said “Thank you!” to the nurse. “Have a wonderful day!” she replied back. Lyra then walked outside of the center. The Rattata were gone, but she wouldn’t really mind since she had her Pokemon with her if they came back. She forgot to ask the nurse where the bathroom was in the center, and headed on her way back to New Bark Town. Her pee was really starting to bother her, however. She was squirming on the way back home, and was starting to feel stress on her bladder a lot, and she really didn’t know if she could make it. About half way home, Lyra noticed something laying in the grass that she had never seen before. It was a SHINY Sentret! Lyra gasped at the sight, and let a little bit of pee leak out into her white panties. She didn’t even notice, however, due to how excited she was. “I have to stay quiet! I don’t want it running away!” Lyra whispered to herself. She reached into her bag and grabbed her Pokeball that contained Meganium. She tossed the Pokeball onto the ground, opening the capsule and releasing Meganium onto the path. “Gaiiin!” it said loudly! Lyra then said “Shush Meganium! Just use sleep powder on that Sentret, ok?”. Meganium nodded, and released a gray powder onto Sentret. It feel asleep instantly. Lyra then rushed to get her bag open, and then grabbed a normal Pokeball. “I don’t want it to escape, but wasting a Great Ball or even an Ultra Ball would be a waste.” She then threw the Pokeball as hard as she could at the wild Pokemon, and watched as it was turned into energy and went inside of the ball. It shook inside of the ball. Once. Twice. Thrice. Then, she heard a loud *click* from the ball, and she jumped for joy! “Yes, I caught a shiny Pokemon!” Lyra yelled. She went to go pick up the Pokeball, and then threw it out of it’s shiny new capsule. It was still asleep when she threw it out, but a sparkle emitted from it. “It’s sooooo cute!” she squealed! Lyra noticed something. She felt a wet spot down in her underwear. “Hmm?” she quietly said to herself. She had thought in the past that her “lower area” had felt wet, but it was different this time. It had a bit of a warm touch to it. She looked into her pants, to see a small damp spot with a tint of yellow around her pussy. “I peed a little…” she said in a quiet, but not quite whisper voice to herself. She began to blush and look around her. Nobody was near. It got her thinking. “Heyyy,” she said to herself. “I have always actually wondered what it was like to… you know, pee in my pants.” She looked around once again to make sure nobody was looking, and said “Well, I guess it can’t hurt to just try it. I can wash my outfit and my underwear anyways.” She walked over to a corner with some trees around it so nobody could see. She was ready. Lyra is going to pee in her pants. She let her massive amount of piss sitting inside of her get ready, and she was ready too. She let a small squirt out into her underwear, lasting the same amount of time as the first leak (only about a second). She looked into her pants at her underwear while she did it, and she saw as her panties’ wet spot grew a tiny bit. It became more damp, more dark, more warm, and more yellow. Not much of any, but a little bit nonetheless. She giggled to herself, and said “Haha, this actually feels pretty good!”. She wanted to pee some more, so she started to squat down above the dirt, and began piss even more in her panties and her denim clothes. This time, she didn’t stop. Lyra’s piss quickly soaked her underwear, warming it up and staining it yellow, and started to run into her pants. Since she was squatting, it started to warm up her cute little butt, and spread around that area in her pants, as well as the front of them. “Mmmmm… oh yeahhhh…” she began to moan as piss continued to flood her panties. A stream had started around her pussy, landing into the dirt. It made a puddle around her feet, warming up her shoes. After almost a good minute, the pee started to slow down. She giggled once more to herself, proud of what she did. “Wow!” she said quietly to herself. “That actually turned me on a lot. I’m so naughty! I’m going to need to get Ethan to do this with me some time, haha. But first, I have something else to do!”. Lyra began to rub herself through her shiny panties after she took her pants off. She started moaning once more, as she masterbated in her warm, yellow, wet underwear. She continued for a short time, until she already had an orgasam. It felt super good. Lyra then put her pants back on, and sent out her Azumarill. She said “Azumarill, don’t ask questions, and spray me with water!”. Azumarill gladly obeyed, and squirted Lyra all over with water. It couldn’t be an attack, because even a measly water gun attack can hurt a human. Lyra wanted to be soaked, so it wouldn’t look like she pissed herself anymore. If somebody asked questions, she could just say she was playing with Azumarill, or she fell into the water because she was feeling clumsy. Lyra still felt the warm area inside of her underwear and pants, however, and she enjoyed her walk home in them. She was happy that day, because she found something new that she liked a whole lot, and once Ethan was back home too, she knew that some fun would be ready to happen. The end!
  11. So I actually got a fanfiction.net account and made a pokemon story starring that Zapp fella from my pokemon super mystery dungeon story (except in his human life). I made a bit of progress and got this idea I was stalling all week. I decided I would do the story now and get it over with. NOTE: I did not rip off Alexxx's pokespeak from his own stories, this is a simple metal disc- looking device put on a pokemon to allow trainers wearing the device to understand their pokemon. So if I stole anything other than the concept of communication with pokemon than sorry Alexxx and blame my ignorance. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey guys, Zapp here. You probably know me as that Pikachu kid from the last time we met. Actually, i'm still a pikachu, but in the human world. Alright, i'll tell you what happened, but it's a long story so you might want to get comfy. So I was in the forest, in an old abandoned house in the middle of nowhere. It was the place I went with my pokemon to get some peace and quiet from wild pokemon trying to bite our limbs off and trainers who want our money. Anyways there were five pokemon on the couch (myself included). I was with Buizel, Snivy, Quilava, Zorua, and of course I was a pikachu, everyone with one of professor Oak's devices. Quilava, Buizel, and Zorua weren't wearing anything extra, but Snivy had a scarf and I still had my parka and fingerless gloves on. Buizel: hey kid, how come you haven't changed back into a human? me: oh, the pokestone is recharging. I can't use any stones without it, But hey, i'm not complaining. I actually kind of enjoy being a pikachu. Things were going pretty smooth for us. We were watching TV and had everything we needed in the kitchen. Time and time again one of us would go to the kitchen, gulp something down, and come back. It was about two hours before we started realizing our situation. Zorua got off the couch and went down the hallway, which I didn't really understand until she came back. me: where were you going? Zorua: I went to the bathroom, but I'm too short to reach the handle, so I came back. me: maybe I can try to open the door. I got off the couch and went over to the bathroom door. Once I was there I just remembered my little problem. me: oh yeah, i'm a pikachu, which means i'm too short to reach the- right... I could feel a lot of pressure building up on my own bladder, and the fact that my human form was the only thing that could reach the doorknob just made it worse. *Snivy's POV* I was fast asleep on the couch for about an hour. I woke up soon after from a sting coming from under my stomach. me: jeez, how much did I drink before I dozed off? Agh, well I hope the bathroom door's open. I went to the bathroom from the kitchen, hoping Zapp was there. He always had a good plan, but he wasn't there. I got to the bathroom door seeing it was shut. And considering I'm the same height as Zapp's current form I couldn't reach the handle either. So I just stood there, squirming. I don't think Zapp or Zorua noticed me until they turned around. Zapp: ok, umm... maybe we could... argh! I can't think on this much pressure! Oh, Snivy! how long were you standing there? me: long enough to know we have the same problem. I have to go as bad as you do. Then Buizel came in, putting a hand at his crotch. Buizel: hey guys, did you get the door open? I kind of need to use the toilet. Zapp: Oh you've got to be kidding me. Well i'm expecting Quilava to have the same problem, so we need to come up with something fast. Buizel: Maybe Zorua could use her illusion ability to take the form of someone who can open the door. Zorua tried to take the right form, but she couldn't focus her ability and it wore off when she started panicking. Zorua: tepig, froakie, turtwig, ARGH! I CAN'T FOCUS! me: Hey wait, you're a Sneaky fox pokemon, right? why don't you just go outside? Zorua: Oh hey, why didn't I think of that? Oh wait, I did. I still can't reach the handle and there's no other way I can get out of the house. Zapp: well, we all have to pee. And very badly too. I wonder how Quilava is dealing with it. *Quilava's POV* While the others were trying to find a way to empty their bladders I climbed up the kitchen sink and emptied mine before it became a problem. I felt my muscles relax as the urine gushed out of my body and into the drain. After I finished (approximately 2 minutes after I started) I went to the couch to relax. *Zorua's POV* I was dashing down the hallway trying to catch up with Zapp and Buizel, but I got hit with a wave of desperation forcing me to stop and shove a paw between my hind legs. me: Guys, I need some help! Zapp stopped and ran to me while Buizel continued into the next room. Zapp: what's wrong? I thought you were- me: I can't move... I don't even think I can remove my paw at this point... Zapp: crap, alright just hold on for a bit longer, i'll find something for you. *Zapp's POV* I ran back to the front door and dug through my bag. I pulled out a spare T-shirt I packed for I don't know why, but I just ran back to Zorua holding the shirt. Zorua: Zapp, hurry! I can't take it anymore! I saw Zorua starting to leak, so I rushed over and put the balled up shirt under her crotch. Zorua: th- thanks Zapp... me: no problem, now i'm gonna go before I get my gloves wet. *Zorua's POV* After Zapp left I removed my paw and released my bladder's content. I was known for having the weakest bladder of the group so I wasa surprised to have urinated for 3 minutes before I finished. After that I took the shirt and threw it in the wash, then went back to the living room to meet with the others. *Buizel's POV* I had no idea where Zapp went, but I went without him up to the kitchen sink and relaxed my bladder there. It seemed someone already used it, but it still worked. After that I went to find Zapp. I found him holding his crotch walking slowly through the hallway. me: you need help there buddy? Zapp: y- yes, I actually do. Please. I carried Zapp over to the palm tree so that he wouldn't wet himself. That's just what friends do. Zapp: thanks Buizel. me: no problem. I'll meet you in the living room with the others. *Zapp's POV* After Buizel left I simply removed my hands and let my bladder do the rest. I had an extremely strong bladder, but I think Pikachu's body affected it somehow. Anyhow when I finished the plant was about to overflow, which was kind of shocking. Anyways I headed over to the living room where someone was missing. me: has anyone seen Snivy? We heard a flush and then Snivy came in through the hallway, sighing with relief. Snivy: Man, that was too close for comfort. me: Hey Snivy, where were you? Snivy: I was in the bathroom, releasing my bladder from between my two extremely thin legs. me: I thought you couldn't open the door. Snivy: I used vine whip to reach the handle. Very clever of me. Zorua wasn't too happy to hear that. Zorua: Why didn't you do that IN THE FIRST PLACE!? It wasn't pretty seeing what happened next. Zorua started attacking Snivy, definitely not happy knowing she could have used the toilet the whole time. Anyways while that was happening the rest of us got up on the couch and went back to our show.
  12. Hey guys :3. Same Universe, different characters, less plot, more Omorashi. I'll be making more of these shorts in the future, possibly with the same characters, but with job stuff and life, it may be a bit :3. I'll keep you all updated~. Love you guys! ------------------------------------------------ “Shit!” A thin layer of snow brushed off me as I dashed through the door, shivering horribly as I slammed it shut. It wasn’t the snow or ice that made living here unbearable, but the insufferable wind that froze you to the bone the moment you stepped outside. I dashed up the stairs and into my apartment, quickly shoving the key into the lock, desperate for the warmth only my tiny house could provide. At last, I shoved my way in, quickly locking the door, and keeping out the unrelenting winter winds. Warmth, at last. Volt stood in the center of the room, her back straightening somewhat upon seeing me. It was still odd having a Pikachu in my apartment; I never fancied myself a trainer, and I was still somewhat hesitant at my sacred space being shared with another. My sister Abby was relentless about the adoption; she could never be as far away from the family as I was, and insisted I get a Pokemon to ease the transition. She, naturally, had just the one in mind – a quiet Pikachu, who’s somewhat skittish nature had bounced her home to home, and eventually back to the adoption center Abby volunteered in on Sundays. The first few weeks with were odd; Volt kept to herself mostly, and rarely spoke. The first few words were to request art supplies; she could draw fantastic landscapes and sceneries with her charcoal. She would always get the black smeared all over herself, but that didn’t stop her from creating breathtaking black and white pictures. She was incredibly talented. She spoke more as the days went by, but she still hid whenever Abby, or any of my friends visited. Still, I grew to enjoy her quiet companionship, and she grew to trust me enough to curl in my lap when we watched TV, or to go on walks in the park. Over the last two weeks, things have gotten a bit weird for us, though. She’s been cuddlier than normal, sometimes bumping my mouse when I’m trying to write an email, or tangling herself in my shoes when I’m trying to get ready for work. I also stumbled across some of her charcoal sketches that were hidden under the bed. They were all of me, and rather suggestive; one depicted me stepping out of the shower, and another, me nude, rising from bed. They were all too well done, and I put them back without a word. A few days later, two more appeared. It’s not unusual for Pokemon to develop feelings for their trainer, but I still didn’t want to think about it. I’m not a bigot or anything; it’s just not for me. …I think. Volt sat on the floor, looking up at me. A small blush adorned her yellow muzzle, and her light blue eyes looked uncertain. [C-Chase? I…I need to be let out.] I chuckled, walking around her and hung up my coat, placing my gloves, hat, and scarf in their respective bins. “Not outside -- you’ll freeze. Can you use the toilet?” Volt stood, and I noticed that her paw was pressed against her groin, though likely more out of embarrassment than true need. [i…] “It’s easy; I’ll lift you on top gently, and then I’ll leave. You like being held, don’t you?” Volt shifted uneasily. “Come on.” I lifted her carefully, her back resting against my forearms. She was remarkably light at only eleven pounds, and curled up contently at my touch. I walked to the restroom and pulled on the doorknob, but it held fast. I cursed, making Volt cringe, and I yanked the doorknob again, harder. This time it gave, tearing off a small section of trim as the door flung open. “Stupid thing.” I stepped closer to the bowl, but this time Volt trembled, and dashed up my arm and onto my shoulder. “What’s wrong?” “It won’t hurt you, I promise.” [Can’t I just go outside?] “It’s a blizzard outside, and you just got over the sniffles. It’s one thing if we had clothes to bundle you up, but if you’re peeing you’ll turn into a pika-popsicle.” [Please?] She begged, clutching onto the cuff of my shirt. Her eyes watered ever so slightly, and I could tell she was really, truly scared. She wasn’t housetrained well- Actually, that’s not true. She was housetrained phenomenally, to the point where she was literally terrified of peeing in the house. All the Pokemon at the agency were, of course, but when rumors spread about flushing dead Pokemon down the toilet, it makes you all the more obedient, especially if you’re only one and a half feet tall. “It won’t eat you.” [it might!] “You physically couldn’t even fit down the pipes.” [Pleaaaase, Chase?] Volt whined, scissoring her bottom paws back and forth. I looked out the window. If anything, the storm had increased in its rampage, scouring the world in white. I looked back at Volt, who gave me a small whimper, and large, aqua eyes. “Fine, but you have to be quick. And you have to wear a hat.” [Okay!] She bolted to the door, wrestling momentarily with her hat before giving me an expectant look. I sighed, reaching back into the closet and re-preparing myself for the winter’s cold. I had barely opened the door when Volt dashed out, only to stop before the staircase, and bolt back inside. [it’s COLD!] Her body shivered, and she wrapped her arms around herself. “Told you.” I smirked, locking the door. I picked her up and pressed her to my chest, warming her up as her tiny trembles subsided. [W-what do I do?] She squeaked. “The toilet-” [No!] “Alright then…” I looked around. I enjoyed my small, two bedroom apartment; I had everything I needed. A warm beige covered the walls, complementing a small oak desk with my laptop, and a larger flat screen beside it. In the living room, a wooden table teetered on three legs, leading into my sparse, but suitable kitchen. “The sink?” [That’s even worse than the toilet!] She howled. “How? You couldn’t even be flushed!” [i’ve seen you shred things in that sink! What if I fall in? I’ll be turned to goo!] “Are you…talking about the garbage disposal?” Volt squirmed, hopping out of my hands. [Yeah! You dropped a tomato in there once, and it just DISAPPEARED!] “That’s food, not-” [What if my leg slips down,] Volt gestured to her paw, nearly in hysterics. Her eyes gleamed with barely contained tears as she continued. [Or, or my arm!] “We won’t turn it on, Vol.” I cooed. “It’s completely safe, I promise. It won’t hurt-” [b-b-but what if it does?] She asked, clutching on to my leg, as if it was her only last comfort in a world of volatility. She tried to speak further into her pokespeak, but whatever thoughts she had only translated into a jumbled mess as she hugged my pant leg all the tighter. I could feel her tears spill onto my jeans, and through I couldn’t understand her words, I didn’t need a translator to understand her trepidation. I sat down, wrapping my arms around her gently, and stroked her scalp. “Hey, hey. It’s alright. I won’t make you go in the sink. You’re safe here; nothing is going to happen, okay? We’ll figure something out. You’ll be okay.” [O…okay…] Volt stammered, wiping her face, and standing back up. I could tell she was getting desperate; her bottom paws were now crossed, and one of her arms traced down her stomach and pressed lightly but firmly against her core. “What about the bathtub?” I suggested. Volt’s eyes gleamed again with tears, but she remained silent. “You can go on the side away from the drain, so there’s completely, one-hundred percent no chance of anything happening. I’ll put you inside, and leave you to your privacy. Is that okay?” She trembled, and clutched herself a bit harder. [i’m still…a little scared of it. C-could you stay?] I stuttered, a bit taken aback. [Just this once, just to make sure nothing bad happens? Please? Just this once; I’ll never ask for anything like this again.] She begged. [Pleasepleaseplease, I really, really have to go, I don’t have long!] My mind went back to those drawings, the level of detail within each of the strokes, and the feelings I knew she kept buried just beneath the surface. I didn’t want to lead her on, particularly with this, which was quite embarrassingly intimate… …but on the other hand, she was honestly scared. I couldn’t just make her go in by herself; getting into the tub would be the equivalent of me scaling a seven foot brick wall with no grip, plus, she might just end up being too scared and letting loose on the tile. She’s never had an accident in the house before, but I’ve also never seen her this desperate. Walking into the restroom, trying valiantly to scale the tub wall, but failing and falling right back down. Struggling, refusing to ask for help again out of shame, all the while the pressure is getting worse and worse. Now she’s clutching herself hard, not out of embarrassment but out of sheer, near-painful pressure. She’s biting her tongue to keep from moaning, still trying to reach the lip of the tub, but her predicament’s keeping her from reaching the top. A quick dribble leaks out of her fur, and she knows she can’t hold it anymore, but also hates the idea of once again begging for help. With another spurt dampening her inner thighs, and her paw warm with urine, she climbs into the trashcan, trying to fit the plastic liner around herself as a small gush of unrelenting pee leaks down her leg. She’s holding herself hard, moaning with the tension of holding in for so long, and accidentally overturns the trashcan. It falls, knocking her sideways, and spilling her across the floor. Now she’s peeing a waterfall, and she couldn’t stop it if she tried. Pee is gushing all over the floor, over the trashcan, over the floor mat, the rug, and all over her lower-half. She’s choking back sobs, still trying to contain herself despite her complete lack control, and all she could think of is why didn’t I just help her? My face flushed with my rather erotic thought process, and Volt still stared at me, just as fidgety as before, waiting for me to make up my mind. “O-okay, I’ll come with you.” I nodded, swallowing as if to appease my pulsing heart. [Thankyouthankyouthankyou!] Volt waddled up to the bathroom door, already looking relieved. I grabbed the doorknob and pulled hard, knowing how it sticks. This time, however, it held fast. “Shit.” I pulled again, harder, but to no avail. Volt let out a slow whine next to me, gripping herself with both paws. I pulled again, then harder, and then struck the door with my foot. Nothing. [i…I’m really close…] Volt blushed. “It’s okay, Vol, just a little longer. You’re doing really well.” My mind raced as I tried to think of other options. Could I hold her over the sink? She might not make it in time, plus, she’d still be scared of the drain. Would the window work? No, they open from the inside, plus I wrapped them in plastic to keep out the cold. My towels were all in the wash, though I still had some paper towels and spare toilet paper in my cabinets! I dashed to the kitchen and grabbed my supplies -- a roll of toilet paper to catch most of it, and two rolls of paper towels ‘just in case’ -- and started making a small nest against the tile. How much could a Pikachu pee, anyway? 50ml? Like, a fourth of a cup? Man, I wish I paid attention in science conversion. Volt made another sound, a mix between a moan and her normal cry, and I moved out of the way. “Here – can you use this?” Volt looked at my arrangement uneasily, stepping within the paper bounds. I offered her the roll of toilet paper, and she took it and placed it between her thighs. “Okay.” Volt stood in place, shivering for a moment, with her eyes shut in fierce concentration. A moment passed, and she squirmed against the toilet paper roll uncomfortably. She shouted, shaking back and forth. [it’s just-, I can’t pee inside! It hurts; I have to go so bad! I feel like I’m about to pee on myself, but I can’t go!] I took a deep breath, and motioned for her to do the same. [C-c-can you pet me?] I gave her a peculiar look. [it…might calm me down. Please? I just…I’m scared, and nervous, and this doesn’t feel right, and I feel like you’re going to be mad at me, and hate me, and you won’t want me anymore-] I put a hand on her head, and rubbed the fur back and forth gently, around the base of her ears, across and down. After a moment, her muscles relaxed, but she still shook in place. A jet of urine hissed against the paper, and she instantly tensed, looking at me for confirmation. I nodded, and continued to stroke her fur, reassuring her. Another dribble leaked against the roll she had pressed between her legs, which rapidly turned into a strong stream. She moaned, relief washing its way across her face as she drenched the roll beneath her in yellow, and her urine soaked into the paper towels I had laid across the floor. Half way, she looked at me, her face flushed with shame and guilt. “It’s okay. You’re not doing anything wrong. I’m not mad at you.” She stood up, finished, through still dripping from her inner thighs. I offered her another paper towel, which she used to clean herself. [T-thank you.] “No problem.” I smiled. [You’re…really understanding.] She held out her paws, and I picked her up, hugging her softly against my shoulder. [Thank you for…for being there for me.] “Absolutely.” I hugged her a little tighter, then placed her on the floor. “How about we clean up, and then we get you in a warm bath? I’ll get the water running-” [um, Chase?] “Yes?” [The bathroom’s locked, remember?] “…Shit!”
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    Jasmine needs diapers since she clearly can't hold her pee.
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    Looks like Jasmine needs the potty.
  15. female

    So this was just a goofy one shot that I wanted to do. Tell me what you thought of it. Formatting was weird, so I apologize if that becomes an issue on your end. The lazy slumber of the bed room was suddenly interrupted by the incessant blare of the alarm clock. As fast as a thunderbolt hand struck out, silencing the alarm before being snatched back into the mound of blankets atop the bed. “Too early for reality.” A voice grumbled. Then, as if to completely contradict that statement the blankets suddenly were thrown aside and a young woman emerged. In a flash of movement, the dark haired girl leaped from the bed, discarding a baggy t-shirt and panties she had been wearing in exchange for a fresh set of clothes. “Today is the day!” She exclaimed ashe switched on her smart phone. A brief loading screen appeared bearing the minimalistic image of a boy walking across a bridge, unaware of the blue sea monster rising from the water in front of him. The image read “Remember to be alert at all times. Stay aware of your surroundings.” Then, as the blue bar reached its end, Autumn Rose’s pokemon journey began. Armed with a portable charger and a full bottle of water, Autumn left her house in search of the fantastical creatures of her childhood. Disregarding the trio of starters Autumn continued onwards until the elusive Pikachu would appear. If she was going to start her journey, she would start it right. Ѳ “Where is the stupid Eevee?” Autumn groaned. She continued the same path she had been going down for what felt like an eternity. The sun had grown low in the sky since she had started out the day and she already had quite a few great catches, and just one more Eevee and she could finally get a Vaporean. Unfortunately, she also began to catch up on all the water she drank. Autumn used hold back. Autumn paused her pursuit a moment, shaking her hips side to side to relieve some of the pressure that began to well up in her abdomen. Taking a deep breath Autumn pressed on. Another block and she finally found her treasure. Autumn’s bladder used struggle. Taking the time to stop and try and catch the Eevee was hell on Autumn’s bladder. She winced at her bladder’s demand for her attention. Autumn used tail whip. Doubled over, autumn shook her butt back and forth, trying to maintain in control of her bladder. Maintaining this humiliating position was just enough to stay dry while staying still enough to catch the Eevee. Autumn grinned wildly as she evolved her highest Eevee, Rainer, into her favorite pokemon: Vaporean. Autumn’s bladder used pound. Autumn ran away. A sudden, sharp pang ended Autumn’s celebration. Moving quickly, she turned around back towards her house. She prayed that her short, awkward steps would be enough to carry her home dry. Autumn used helping hand. Autumn’s face was hot, but she lowered a free hand and pressed it into her crotch to help maintain control. “Nineteen years old and I’m holding myself like a baby.” Autumn blew her bangs out her eyes. The hobble home was too long for Autumn’s comfort. With each moment she wasn’t in her bathroom the need to go was getting stronger and stronger. Autumn’s bladder used torment. Autumn whimpered as the bloated, pain in her stomach continued its torture on its host. Her desperation was no longer a steady ebb and flow but a constant ache, and tug at her attention. Her eyes occasionally flicked towards the screen of her phone in hopes of seeing a rare pokemon, but mainly stayed forward, in a glazy desperation filled haze. Her legs trembled. Autumn used wrap. Autumn’s desperation brought her to a standstill to cross her legs. She bit her lip softly. She was beginning to question if she would be able to make it all the way home. Autumn’s eyes shot to her phone when it buzzed. A jigglypuff is nearby. Autumn used endure. Autumn would not let this opportunity go. She went towards her best estimate of where the jigglypuff would be. Her bladder would have to deal. Autumn’s bladder used play rough. Autumn’s bladder did not seem content to just ‘deal.’ A sudden and continuous throb plagued the poor dark haired youth. Autumn used arm thrust. Autumn’s hand rocked back between her legs. She was not thrilled about the arrangement but it helped her stay dry. She kept moving toward the jigglypuff. Autumn’s bladder used barrage. Autumn whimpered at the sudden onslaught of desperation from her bladder. Barely able to continue forward she stopped again. A wild jigglypuff appeared! Autumn used bind. Desperate or not Autumn was going to catch the pokemon. Her legs coiled around each other. Autumn trembled. Her shaking hand could barely flick her surplus of pokeballs at the jigglypuff. Autumn’s bladder used splash. Autumn used crush grip. Autumn’s hand dug into her crotch, following the release of a spurt of hot pee into her panties. Thankfully the amount was only enough to dampen her underwear. Autumn trembled. Each flick of the pokeball so close, yet so far from capturing Jigglypuff. Autumn’s bladder used water gun. A second, slightly longer spurt completely wet Autumn’s underwear. The next release just might be the last. Autumn used quiver dance. Autumn’s trembling body shook and bounced. She shifted her weight from one foot to the next. Her knees rubbed together. Her hand pushed into her crotch. Doubled over, her butt bobbed in the air. Upright her body rocked back and forth. The end was near. Autumn’s bladder used aqua jet. A sudden gush left a dark patch, the size of a pokeball on Autumn’s lap. She could feel the warmth and wetness on her hand. Autumn used flail. Autumn used constrict. Autumn bounced from foot to foot. A sudden, awkward and spastic dance gave Autumn just enough control to pretzel her legs together hard enough to crush stone, and stay dry. Autumn’s bladder used hydro pump. Not for long though. Just as she gained control another longer stream of pee spilled down her leg. A shimmery wet patch spread down her thigh. Autumn used defense curl. Autumn whimpered. She fell to her knees and curled into a ball. Her body shook and convulsed her finger just barely flicked the pokeball that finally caught jigglypuff. Autumn used bounce. In a sudden rush of mindless exhilaration Autumn leaped into the air in joy. Autumn’s bladder used water fall. Just as Autumn touched down the floodgates open. Autumn used rain dance. Autumn desperately danced, trying to regain control. With each defiant, and trembling movement a golden cascade poured from Autumn’s pee hole. Autumn’s bladder used soak. Autumn’s jeans used absorb. In a few seconds Autumn’s jeans glistened with her humiliation. The hot wetness spread down her legs. Her jeans darkened as the fabric thirstily absorbed the pee, displaying her humiliation to all who could see her and her quite saturated jeans. Autumn’s bladder used surf. The trickling stream of pee splattered across the ground beneath autumn, a puddle of urine pooling beneath her feet. Autumn’s continence fainted. Nineteen years old and Autumn had wet herself in public. Autumn couldn’t believe she had lost to her own bladder… but hey she caught a jigglypuff.
  16. female

    Author's Note: I know I said I was offering this idea to others because I couldn't work with it, and I can't in a traditional story, but it could work in an interactive one. It's also a test for a first-person story. --------------- This is it, the time that kids had dreamt of since the late 90s. Real life Pokemon collecting. Well, not actual animals, just an augmented reality app, but Pokemon Go had become a national phenomenon almost overnight, and I wasn't going to miss out. This was the day Katie Taylor, age 20, became a Pokemon Trainer. Jumping in a little late, I know, the app's been out for the better part of a week already, but between school and waiting for server issues to be resolved, I ended up downloading it Friday. Now it's Saturday, my homework's done, let's catch some Pokemon! Well, maybe this wasn't the real start. I did a test run last night, to catch my starter (Charmander, because he's the cutest of the Gen 1 starters) and scout out my surrounding neighborhood. I found two Pokestops just down the street, somehow both churches. Why do I have two churches right near my house? Oh, and I also caught some common Pokemon, a Pidgey and an Eevee. Shame the Eeveelutions I like weren't in Gen 1. But it's a new day, time to catch more. And if I'm going to be a Trainer, I need to dress like one. Gotta get out of my pajamas and into something more fitting for the occupation. But my light green panties can stay. Reaching into my drawers, I pull out the rest of the outfit; a matching color bra, light white Star Wars t-shirt, loose cargo shorts (they're comfy and easy to wear), and some socks because I'm wearing sneakers, long walks in sandals hurt like hell. Finally, the staple of the trainer, a hat that all of them wear. I've just got a Gravity Falls hat, so I put that on and slip my ponytail through the hole in the back, leaving my bangs of dirty blond hair over my forehead. I consider grabbing my plushie of best Pokemon Mudkip, but it's daytime, I might run into someone else, that might be embarrassing. Stepping out of my air-conditioned bedroom, the heat suddenly hits me. Why did Pokemon Go have to release in the summer, when it's hot as shit and I don't want to be outside? Why couldn't it come out in Fall or something? How does Massachusetts get this hot, it's New England! Maybe I should have done this earlier in the morning when it wasn't as hot, 11 AM is too much. I guess I'll survive, but I'll need a few extra preparations. First stop is the bathroom. I don't have to go or anything, but I'll need some sunscreen. I've had some bad experiences with sunburns in the past, don't want to risk it. I find a bottle and start slathering it over any bare skin, taking special care to get my face, behind the ears as Dad always reminded. Makes me feel slimy, but if it works, it'll be worth it. Still wash my hands so my phone screen doesn't get the goop all over it. As I leave the room, I look at the toilet again, and consider using it. It'd be the safe idea, but...I really don't need it, even the slightest bit, and there's no way I'll be out that long in this heat. I'll be fine. Next, the kitchen. Gonna want a cool drink, not $300 lemonade, just some water from the fridge. I grab a sports bottle from behind the sink from some old college tour, that I've probably only used once because it makes the water taste weird. But it'd be better than nothing, so I open the fridge door and put the bottle under the water dispenser, waiting what feels like a minute for it to fill. Only about halfway done, I realize I'm kind of thirsty now. So I pull it out, stopping the flow, and chug it all down without taking a breath. Pretty impressive. Quenched, I fill it up about 90% this time, the rest going to ice cubes to keep it cold. That just leaves the most important piece, my phone, charging on the counter. Full battery, but I'm sure Pokemon won't make that last. I unplug it and open Go, greeting me with the loading screen of a Gyrados about to maul some poor kid on his phone, not paying attention. Classy, but fitting in hindsight of the stories she'd read of other people playing this game. I half-expected the server error message to appear, but instead got the map, with a tutorial message from Professor Rick Sanchez (seriously, that's who he looks like!). I dismiss it, and open one of the windows to the backyard. “Hey Dad, I'm going out for a while!” He was busy in yardwork so he didn't respond, but I said it and that's all that matters. I'm already getting tired holding this bottle, especially with condensation and my already slippery hands, no way I'll be able to keep grip. So, I empty my notebook and textbook from my backpack to make it lighter, and put the bottle in a pocket meant for it. Bit of a waste, taking the whole backpack just to hold a water bottle, but it's really the only efficient way. Tied my shoes and that was it, out the front door, on a journey. Now, I've got two choices before me, the classic left or right. If I go left, I'll pass by one of the Pokestop Churches and a wooded park, and be heading towards the main street around here. Businesses mean more possible Pokestops, but do I really need more? I'd just be getting Pokeballs. I'm more on the hunt for wild Pokemon, and I feel like I'd run into more of those in the open park to the right. There's another church in that direction I can quickly hit, and the back road is more shaded and comfortable. Honestly, they're pretty even choices, I don't know which to pick. Left or right, kind of east or west (or Dennis, no don't actually pick that)?
  17. So i finished my highest priced commission ever, and i love how it turned out. if you wanna see some more of my pee work check my "I'm back" thread here: and my FA page here: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/raveneevee/ (you cant see mature content with out an account though)
  18. Well, I saw a very convenient picture on the internet from my time on google. And one thing I learned from the internet is that the internet has become very fucked up. Snivy and Emolga have been put in peeing fetishes, sexual assault and rapery, and being described as sluts. Snivy: The squirrel is the only slut here! Emolga: Shut up you little- GET OUT OF MY NARRATION! Ahem, anyways, back to the story, there will be a moral I created to defend these two from the horrors of pornography. Can you find it? Well, heh, you'll see what- everyone: GET ON WITH IT! Fine! Sheesh! *grumble grumble* ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Our three intrepid heroes are relaxing somewhere in the forest, on their way to Ash's next gym battle. Cilan was preparing a meal while everyone's pokemon were hanging out somewhere in the distance. Everything was pretty normal, Pikachu checking on everyone, Oshawott being, well, Oshawott, Tepig resting and looking at the beautiful clear sky, just perfect. Wait, I feel like i'm forgetting something. Oh right. them. Well, I think we all know about the very annoying feud between Ash's Snivy and Iris' Emolga. Those two have been acting like complete f*cktards to each other for hell if I know. Snivy was mannered with cool, collected personality, and very easily pissed off. Still, she uses her skills to good work and covers for her friends when needed. Emolga on the other hand was more laid back. Instead of trying to be a good battler, she mostly uses volt switch to run off like a little b*tch and make someone else do her work. And instead of getting fresh fruit herself, she flirts with some random guy to trick them into handing over THEIR food. honestly, I know I said I was defending both of these girls, but I have to agree with Snivy that Emolga is just a lazy ass slut. Back to buisness, these two were, like I said, having a stupid feud with each other. "I'm just saying, maybe you could make some actual progress if you stopped forcing others to do your bidding!" "I'm just using my skills to my advantage! That's what masterminds do!" "No, that's what SLUTS do. Just like you." Yeah, this isn't going to be pretty. "WHAT did you just call me!?" "You're a stupid little slut." You guys might want to move a few feet back. "You call me that ONE more time, and I will zap your vagina so hard you won't be able to mate anymore!" "SLUT SLUT SLUTTY SLUT! EMOLGA IS SUCH A SLUT!" One second later and things got physical. Emolga jumped on Snivy and started to punch her. Snivy fought back, and i'm pretty sure you know what's going to happen. "Wow." Oshawott said, holding a stopwatch. "30 seconds. That's a new record." Pikachu sighed in annoyance. "I guess we have to break them up. again." These two have done this several times before, and it's starting to get on everyone's nerves. It's just a matter of time before someone breaks- " GUYS, WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!" Oops. I spoke too soon. "FOR THE LOVE OF ARCEUS, I AM SICK OF YOU TWO ALWAYS ASSULTING EACH OTHER!" Tepig shouted in extreme rage. He was disrupted from his happy spot after hearing the two of them in another one of their feuds. "I SWEAR, I AM THIS CLOSE TO SNAPPING BOTH OF YOUR-" He was immediately knocked out after Oshawott poked him with a syringe. In case you were wondering, it was anesthetics. And it was meant for the two girls. "Seriously, you two have to stop trying to kill each other!" Pikachu exclaimed. "We're running out of anesthetics, and you're going to end up hurting someone besides each other." "Yeah." Oshawott said, with a less enthusiastic voice than usual. "Last time my left arm was included. It still hurts." While they were talking, there was a shadow figure somewhere in the bushes who just happened to overhear their conversation. 'Well, I think I have perfect way to settle problems, yellow rat. Free of charge. Myeh heh heh...' This guy is a very shady yo k- er, character. He also has a really stupid evil laugh. *1 Hour later* Everyone was hanging out at the campgrounds, enjoying the little stop for lunch. And it was a good stall for the catfight that happened earlier. (Snivy DID have to pee a bit, but she ignored it.) Still, I feel like something's missing. Oh yeah, I forgot it's times like this that Oshawott would try his luck with the ladies. Wait, CRAP! Oshawott's missing! Get the geography book! Pikachu ran up to Snivy and Emolga, both enjoying their meals. "*Huff, Huff* Snivy! Emolga! Oshawott was kidnapped by a really badass fox and was taken into the forest! You gotta help him!" "Aw, do I have to!?" Emolga whined with a really derpy face. This was responded by Snivy giving her a B*tch slap. Then they ran into the forest to rescue the little blue otter. All according to the shady guy's plans. Why don't I tell them what's going on? because i'm a disembodied voice, not an actual character in the story! Anyways, somewhere in the foresty area, Snivy and Emolga lost Pikachu and had to continue with each other. Eventually finding Oshawott holding some piece of paper. "Hi Oshy! what'cha got there?" Emolga said, trying to sound glad Oshawott didn't die from predators. "Hm? Oh, Hey guys! I just finished making this little wheel! It'll help you two stop being jerks to each other!" Oshawott was standing next to some sort of wheel that you would see on wheel of fortune. It had a couple of challenges on it, which made no sense to solving the problem "Why would we try out these stupid challenges? They all look retarded." Snivy said, in a very true manner. "The winner gets a free coupon for peanuts!" "Okay, i'm in." Both girls exclaimed with a more cheerful look. CHALLENGE TIME! Oshawott spun the wheel to see what challenge would be selected. It landed on 'holding contest', so that's what's going to happen. (hey! what a coincidence!) "Alright! Looks like we have a winner!" Oshawott said with cheerful host face. "How is this supposed to help us bond more?" "DON'T ASK QUESTIONS! Alright, let's get started." Oshawott went behind the wheel and pulled out two tall glasses of water. "I just need each of you to drink one of these and we can get started." Snivy took one glass and gulped it down, while Emolga took the other. Now then, good news bad news: The good news is, that was water from the lake. The bad news is, the water was drugged with some diuretic pills to sabotage them both. Don't ask me how Oshawott got his hands on them. Alright, let the urine holding challenge, BEGIN! (with the stages of desperation. by an idiot.) stage 1: noticing discomfort Alright, so this whole group of stages is supposed to take a couple of hours, but because of the whole diuretic pills thing, i'd say it'll take one hour before they give out. Anyways, now for the first stage. "Well, this should be easy enough." Snivy kept her perky look waiting for the time when she sees Emolga shamefully piss herself out of overwhelming pressure. "Don't speak so soon, I think I know what's going to happen when all this blows over and I get that coupon." Emolga was also determined to knock Snivy's confidence into the dust. I think both of them are unaware that things are going to flow a LOT quicker than expected (pun 99% intended). After a few minutes of waiting, the noticeable urge hit both of them. A few seconds later, things started going into discomfort. Usually it takes a few minutes, but there's the whole diuretic pill thing going on, which speeds the whole process up. The girls started to show off a tiny blush out of slight embarrassment. "Well, I guess this is slightly harder than expected." Snivy nervously spoke with a nervously soft voice. Oshawott (for some reason) decided to pull off a 'make things worse' question. "Hey Snivy, considering this situation, have you ever actually wet yourself?" Snivy turned her head away from Oshawott for a few seconds, but still spoke in a nervous voice. "I... there was one time back before Ash captured me, I drank way too much from the lake, and it caught up to me really quickly." Emolga would be using it for gossip, if she actually wanted to listen. "After a few hours, everything was hitting me at once, and I felt I was about to burst. After that... I- i'm sorry, I don't want to continue." 'Hehehe, all going to plan. Soon I have resource to make deal with perverted pokemon and get money.' Don't worry, this will make sense later. Speaking of which, it's been half an hour, so it should be time for: stage 2: getting worse... Or as the picture indicated: the orange zone. I don't know, I did this off the picture. At this point, the pressure had increased quite a bit, and both Snivy and Emolga started to blush more. Emolga pushed her feet together too try supporting her crotch, but Snivy was determined to keep her dignity. "S- shouldn't we be heading back to camp? Pikachu and the other are probably worried sick about us." Snivy was trying to sweet talk her way out of this, but we all know this isn't ending until 'it' happens. Let's just give them a few minutes to see what happens. *20 minutes later* Alright, it's been 20 minutes, and things aren't going too well. For little Snivy, anyways. The little urge to urinate at the beginning, along with the glasses of water and the flashback of her desperation was starting to take her. Still, she tried to keep her dignity by attempting to hold her crotch with her vine. You know, it's not losing your dignity if nobody catches you doing it. Unfortunately, somebody DID catch her doing it. Emolga, to be precise. "Getting touchy, are we?" "WH-" Snivy got extremely shocked and embarrassed. "E- Emolga, what the heck!?" "Look who can't control their puny bladder. I knew I could win this." Emolga pulled off a really badass look saying it. Buuuut, it only lasted a few seconds. Cause after that few seconds came: (I couldn't come up with a proper name so forgive me please.) stage 3: HOLY SH*T Well, we all know what happens after a little bit of time on diuretics. Or a few hours after drinking a sh*tload of water and not going to the bathroom for a few hours. Anyways The girls were confronted by a large wave of desperation sending shivers up their bodies. And causing a whole lot more blushing. At this point, Emolga immediately shoved her hands between her legs and into her crotch, while Snivy was just like 'F*CK MY DIGNITY', pushed her vine against her crotch, moved her legs towards each other, and shoved her own hands as far down to her crotch as she could. Snivy struggled to try and run, but she couldn't run without losing control. Wait, she can't move at all! "H- hey, what's going on!? I can't move my body!" Emolga squealed, trying to move and stumble away. Or get out any way she could. "Hehehehehehehehe... hahahahahahaha... MYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Oshawott started pulling off an evil laugh. An incredibly stupid evil laugh. "Oshawott!? Is this you!? LET US GO RIGHT NOW!" "What am I doing?" came a very familiar voice. A blue otter walked towards the whole area of predicament with Pikachu... wait, there are two Oshawotts? Either i'm seeing that rare starter thing, or ONE OF THEM IS A SPY! "Hey, who's the imposter?" Pikachu asked in a really suspicious voice. The Oshawott with the really maniacal look started to sweat. Then the really weird anime smokey shapeshift thing happened and the imposter revealed his true body, a Zorua. "Hey, why are you disguising as me and doing... something with my friends?" "Um, listen, I can explain, I very poor and need money. This is best way to earn cash." The Zorua spoke in a sorta manly voice. "What's with the accent?" Pikachu said, still kinda pissed. "You sound stupid." "It's Russian accent, you racist!" Meanwhile, with Pikachu and Oshawott arguing with the Zorua, they still forgot about the girls still trapped through some sort of psychic force (I think it was the client). Still struggling to escape and hold back the inevitable, but there isn't any escape from the psychic force, unless the person using it lets you go (or you're just a god). Both of them were starting to tear up out of extreme and painful pressure to let everything go. Of course, we all know this leads to: stage 4: the inevitable After an extremely painful spasm, both of then started to leak, which turned into a small stream running down their legs, until they finally let loose. They both released at the same time, creating a large puddle of urine on the floor. Still, it was a HUGE relief leaving saliva secreting from their mouths. "Ohh, this feels so good, even if it's going down my leg." After a long 2 minutes, they were released from that field, and free to go. "Hey guys, did you deal with that fox guy?" Snivy asked, still embarrassed from the whole accident thing. "Yeah." Oshawott said. "Pikachu's still watching him suffer." "Well... at least I stiil get money." "Hey, do we still get that coupon?" "NO! You no get coupon because you make fun of my accent!" Zorua ran off, and everyone just decided to head back. "Hey, uh, you guys won't tell anyone about this, right?" Emolga asked, hoping to keep this all forgotten. "Sure, sure. Nobody tells nobody, alright guys?" everyone nodded, and they headed back. END ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, what did you guys think? Pikachu & Tepig: IT'S SH*T. Meh. I guess that counts. Anyways, did you find that moral? Oh wait, I didn't post it, did I? well it's this: DON'T BE A F*CKING POKEPERVERT. well, i'll seeya later.
  19. Does any have a favorite pokemon they like to see padded up? For me it's ampharos because it looks adorable due to how an ampharos can look doofy and cute at the same time (look at chief ampharos in super mystery dungeon) and it gets multiplied by 5 times when you add diapers to them mix! Truth be told it is also why my pokesona is an ampharos.. Lol.
  20. From the album OverFlo207 - 2016

    I've always been the biggest fan of May (Haruka) from Pokemon Ruby/Sapphire. When I was still a kid, playing this game on my GBA, I had a little (huge) crush on her, I'll be honest. I remember years ago, when I was still in junior high school, I spent lots of time in the school library, searching up slutty/cute fanart of her. In the game, whether your playing as her or sparring with her as a rival, she's just the cutest of the female lead characters, in my opinion. And I love her theme song. I haven't played Pokemon for years, and after they remade my favorite Pokemon game on the 3DS, I instantly bought the system and the game, and spent many countless hours on it, still to this day. I haven't fully beaten the Battle Resort yet. My team primarily consists of Ninetails, Milotic, Mega Lopunny, Swalot, Walrein, Absol or Mightyena, so I tend to always get the crap beat out of me when I come up against a Primeape, or any fighting Pokemon in general. I'm thinking about adding a Primeape to my team pretty soon, before I continue....but MAN I've been extremely busy working these past couple of days, but I still gave the middle finger to sleep and decided to finish up this drawing for you guys and gals. On a side note, my OC MayZ is based on this character. Apparently May turned into a small, yet big-titted bunny girl and invaded my erotic fantasies for over 13 years now. I used to draw her in May's outfit all the time, but those images are long gone. I think I "May" have one left on my old flash drive or floppy disk (we used those old ghetto things back in my school days) if I can find it, she'll most likely be wearing her strapon, as I always drew her wearing it. I'll post it here in a while if I can find it. Yah-yah the clean version too, I know..
  21. Serena