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  1. View File diaper detention mistress punishes tg girl for drawing on the whiteboard Submitter robster67 Submitted 07/22/2023 Category Transgender (MtF)  
  2. When writing Omorashi, what are some of yalls favorite genres/styles to write with? I hope I worded that correctly- like Fantasy, Drama, Short Story- yknow I am a real sucker for heavily Fantasy stuff-
  3. When yall are writing Omorashi stories, what is the main thing you like to focus on between these two? Desperation or the Wetting part? And if so how do you go about writing it o-o? Are there any tips or tricks to writing either?
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    A small snipbit just for fun! with two made up on the spot characters heheh.. Im no good at tags- White, white everything was white- but only for a moment, that was until Dolos shut his eyes, then it was all black. For a moment the only thing he felt was the temporary pain of having his eyes stung by the bright white, that was until a harsh ache developed in his lower abdomen, causing him to shift and groan. He opened his eyes and looked ahead, the ground was solid and white with tiny black flecks, the sky was a pure foggy white, and there was nothing to be see for miles. He looked at his hands, and then his body, it was pure void black all around as usual, though he was missing his usual silver jacket, shoes and hat. 'where am I...' He thought, though he could not ignore the ache in his abdomen, if felt as if gallons of piss had been dumped into his bladder, he had no idea why he was even feeling this way the last thing he remembered doing was grabbing a snack from the fridge late at night..was this a dream? No it couldn't be- it felt too real. Sliding his hands down to his crotch and grabbing quickly, he sighed quietly, his legs shifting and rubbing slowly. "Marcus!" A loud distorted voice called out to him, in a name he used as a nickname, as Dolos never really sounded that good to him. He looked up to see a pair of white hands floating there, with no body attached by the looks of it. Marcus was about to respond but his bladder throbbed urgently, causing him to whine instead as he tried to soothe the raging torrent inside of him. "W-who...are you...?" "I am the ultimate truth Marcus, or well- one of the ultimate truths. I am an Author..you could call me Author if you please." "W-why am I here...w-what is this place?" "This is the blank paper of the mind, not yet filled with the thoughts of a human, you are in the mind of someone who does not exist yet, Marcus." Marcus could barely hold on to the idea that he was speaking to an 'ultimate truth' or a god of some sort, he could barely focus on the words being spoken to him as his body protested to every little move he made. "W-why do I...need to pee so bad...?" "You see, Marcus, when I saw your universe, I saw your world right in front of me, I was interested in you, Marcus. So interested, infact- that I wished only to hold you under my strings only, and not share the strings of others who held onto you in your world. Lets just say, Marcus, that I enjoy watching you struggle with this specific bodily function...but do not worry, Marcus, I can do whatever I want, and I can make you do whatever I want. Do not worry about holding yourself like that pathetically...you will release when I want you too. Perhaps in five minutes? perhaps in five years? how I wish I had that ammount time to hold you here, but sadly you cannot stay forever, for the others will take you back when they find you are missing...but enough of that...how about we meet face to face?" Marcus blinked, and suddenly a pure white figure was standing in front of him, they had a mouth but no eyes. Marcus nearly flinched away when they reached a hand out and grabbed his shoulder, but something held him in place. Despite what this Author had said, Marcus could not bring himself to let go of his crotch, nor cease his desperate squirming. This seemed to amuse Author, as they gave a small smirk. "You are pathetic Marcus, and I enjoy that. You cannot bring yourself to let go even though I told you that you could, here..let me help you" Author gently reached out and grabbed Marcuse's wrists, pulling his hands away from his crotch and holding them up together, Marcus felt as if his only defense against the liquid inside him now was his legs that rubbed and shifted heavily. For a brief moment all was silent until a fast and strong leak sprung, due to Marcuse's rather dark void-colored body and clothes, it was near impossible to see a stain, however the yellow liquid substance was easily noticeable against the white floor, as the hissing sound, similar to that of a snake could not be missed. Marcus groaned as the ache only increased as the stream came to a rather clean cutoff, his legs, thighs and feet now wet and warm, teasing him. "Oops~ my bad...mustve slipped~" Author laughed softly, patting Marcus on the head, who couldn't even come up with any sort of response to Authors teasing and clearly mocking tone. Suddenly Author looked to the side, and then back to Marcus quickly. "Marcus-" The gentle humming of a refrigerator greeted Dolos, he slowly opened his eyes to find himself back in his kitchen, holding a cold granola bar in one hand. He found himself to be sitting on the cold wooden floor between a countertop and his fridge, with the door wide open and light illuminating the room. Dolos shivered as a warm wet feeling woke up his body, he saw a large puddle sitting underneath him, and his pants and legs were wet and warm unlike the rest of his body and the air smelled of piss and cold refrigerator air. The only thing he felt like he could do was unwrap his granola bar and bite into it, trying to forget the interaction he had just been apart of. "....expired...hm...great...."
  5. It's been years since the events surrounding the Phantom Thieves and the Metaverse. Goro Akechi has distanced himself from Ren Amamiya and all the others involved in those events, even building a fake identity to avoid anyone finding him, preferring to let the past stay in the past. However, on Christmas Eve, he discovers a calling card on his coffee table, addressed to him, with the sender being not the Phantom Thieves, but rather, just Ren. He goes off to accept this one final challenge from his rival, never being one to back down from a challenge. His only regret was that he didn't stop to use the bathroom first. ------- This is an omorashi story taking place at Cafe Leblanc, with romance between Ren Amamiya and Goro Akechi! I hope you enjoy it - this is likely going to be the start of a longer series between these two~! Please let me know what you think of how I wrote these characters! I honestly struggled with Akechi, as it's a bit difficult for me to know how he would really act, considering his shift in personality later in the game; I'd like to hear what you guys think, and if it seems like I wrote him well or not! I will definitely be editing this if I get some critique that warrants it - I want this to be really good! Want more? I have a Patreon with way more stories available! I'll be posting every chapter of this series at least a week early over there, and I'm also planning to write Patreon-exclusive extended versions of some of these chapters! Check it out if you're interested - your support means a lot to me! https://www.patreon.com/kitokito1?fan_landing=true If you enjoy, please consider commissioning me! Email me if you're interested: [email protected] Or add me on Discord: KitoKitoKito#7003 Or just send me a note! Word Count: 3451 --------- “Goro Akechi, the lustful center of my gaze. Although presumed dead, you’ve lived for many years outside of my gaze, but this will go on no longer. Come to Cafe Leblanc on Christmas Eve at midnight, where our final duel shall finally take place. Upon my victory, I shall steal your heart. From, Ren Amamiya.” Akechi stared at the card in utter disbelief. It had been almost five years since he’d had anything to do with the Phantom Thieves, five years since he’d met Ren Amamiya, and five years since he’d faked his death. He had fallen out of the public eye and resumed his detective work under a pseudonym, carefully keeping his identity anonymous and avoiding all contact with anyone involved in the metaverse, however, somehow, Amamiya had still found him. He put his head in his hand… and blushed, scarlet red, across his face. He’d told himself he could move on from his first love, but apparently, that was starkly incorrect. How could he go and get himself involved in Ren’s life now, after all that had happened? Clearly, they were both better off going their separate ways; if they had gotten together, they’d only be a stark reminder of a painful past; after all, he had quite literally tried to kill the phantom thief. However, considering all the work Ren must’ve gone through to find Akechi… clearly, the phantom thief did not feel the same way. He sighed, dropping the calling card on a glass coffee table in front of him. He was wearing a winter outfit, a long, light-brown, button-up coat, with darker-brown khakis and a plaid red and dark-blue scarf. He had hazel hair, which his fingers were currently running through due to nervousness, black, leather gloves still on them. How was he meant to respond to this? He looked at his phone. It was today, Christmas Eve. Leblanc was just a short train ride away… if he left now, he’d probably make it there around midnight. It was now or never. He slipped the calling card into his coat, ran a comb through his hair… and headed for the train station. —----------- Ren Amamiya sat in Cafe Leblanc, the lights all dimmed to only a soft glow, wearing a black turtle neck and jeans of the same color, comfy and cozy, even though it was a tad cold down there. Currently, he was sitting at the bar, near the far end, holding a cup of coffee he’d just brewed in his hands - he’d mixed a bit of cocoa into this one, to get into the festive mood. Outside, the weather was horrible - a blizzard raged on, Leblanc’s door partially blocked by a foot of snow. If it was anyone else, Ren would’ve been concerned about the blizzard, perhaps even rescheduled… but he knew Akechi. That detective would take on any challenge. He sipped his coffee, still hot and fresh, the steam fogging up his black-rimmed glasses. He had considered doing his hair, but had decided against it - the messy, bedhead style of his dark hair had been a staple of his time with the Phantom Thieves; it only made sense to keep it that way for his reunion with Akechi. He checked his phone. It was 11:50, just ten minutes until midnight, when Akechi was supposed to arrive. He had some plans already; specifically, he’d made a very… special blend of coffee, which he had yet to actually brew, and the bathroom was out of order. It was the only bathroom in the building; it was actually working just fine, but Ren had no plans of letting his rival use it. However, he had gone to use it himself, just a few minutes ago - he wanted his bladder to be relatively empty. Just as Ren picked up a book to pass the time, he heard the familiar sound of the door opening, the bell jingling, as Akechi stepped in, covered in snow from head to toe, wearing the hood of his coat, his scarf over his mouth, a slightly annoyed look in his eyes. “So, you really are here,” he said, trying to be cool, but Ren didn’t understand a word under that scarf. The thief just tilted his head, confused, with a smile on his face. “Try saying that again without the scarf on.” Akechi’s eyes tilted down; he blushed, shutting the door behind him and stopping the temporary onslaught of snow and cold coming from the blizzard outside, and then pulled his scarf down with both hands. “I said, so, you really… ah, never mind.” He pulled his hood down, revealing his hair to be very messy, despite the effort he’d put into styling it before he came. “What did you call me here for, old friend? And how did you find me, anyways?” “Take a seat.” Ren stood, still smiling knowingly as he gestured to one of the chairs, a look of intent and confidence in his eyes. He moved behind the counter and began brewing the special mixture he’d mentioned earlier. “Care for a cup of coffee?” “I suppose I’ll take you up on that offer.” Akechi pulled his jacket and scarf off and threw them over one of the chairs, revealing a plaid blue sweater underneath. “I could use something to warm me up.” “Sorry to make you come out here in the middle of such a storm.” Ren poured a bit of cream into the coffee cup, delicate and precise; he still had it. He slid the mug over to Akechi, then went and sat next to him, grabbing his previous mug, still half full. “Thank you.” Akechi sipped his coffee without smiling. His facade of being the nice, friendly, and advertiser-friendly detective was completely pointless with Joker. “Just as good as always.” “Did you want something to eat too? I think I have some pancakes in the fridge.” “Goddamn you.” He smirked as Joker chuckled, sipped his coffee again. “I can never look at a plate of pancakes the same way after that. I swear, I’ll never make such a careless mistake again.” “We’ll see.” Ren drained the rest of his coffee and stood, placing the mug in the kitchen’s sink and running a little water inside. “So, do you plan to explain what this is all about?” “Simple. We have one last competition to put a close to our little rivalry.” Ren walked to the stairs, leading up to the attic. “Come on - you can bring your coffee with you.” “Interesting. I’ll accept your challenge then, no matter what the game may be.” He finished his coffee and placed it in the sink as well. “But I have one caveat. If I win, I want to know how you found me.” “Sure. But in that case, I want something if I win.” “Oh? And what would that be?” “That’s a secret, but I think you’ll be quite happy to meet my conditions.” “Well, I’d say I’m curious…” He smiled, a cocky, confident smile, a competitive, almost sadistic spirit in his eyes. “But I don’t plan to lose, so it looks like I won’t be finding out.” Ren chuckled, beckoning for Akechi to follow him up the staircase. “We’ll see about that.” The attic was just the same as always, though a little bit dusty. A bed in the far-right corner, a work desk in the far-left, and a few other little things, though it was clearly mainly used for storage - Ren was staying there for a month while he figured out his living situation, having to move due to a fire in his old apartment. Thankfully, Sojiro was happy to help him out. “You have some very… interesting living conditions. Will this be the site of our confrontation?” Akechi questioned, looking around the room, attempting to identify some source of competition. “Correct. I actually have something in mind already.” Ren turned on the CRT TV and hooked up an NES, with two “NES Zappers” hooked up to it, being gray and orange guns for use in various games. Inserted into it was the game “Duck Hunt” - Joker had figured a repeat of the time the two of them had engaged in Gun About was a fitting way to reunite them. “Here.” He held out one of the guns to Akechi. The detective prince took the gun and smiled, examining it, holding it in his black-gloved hand. “Interesting. So, you wish to lose in another game of precision?” “We’ll see about that - I’ve gotten much better since the first time.” Joker booted up the console, watching as the title “DUCK HUNT” appeared in large, bold letters. The game, however, was actually modded to allow for a more competitive mode - as the game started up, the screen was split into halves, each side having their own ammo, scope, and ducks to shoot down, with a score counter at the bottom. “Here’s how it’ll go. For ten minutes, ducks will be flying out, slowly speeding up until the end. Whoever shoots the most wins.” “Perfect. I can’t imagine a better way to end this rivalry, besides, perhaps, another duel in Mementos… though we both know that’s impossible.” He stood back and aimed his gun at the screen with a cocky smirk… and then faltered for a moment. He felt the sudden need to relieve himself; apparently, that coffee had coursed through him quite quickly, and he had come immediately upon getting that letter. What terrible timing to need a bathroom break. “Before we begin, mind if I use the restroom downstairs?” “Ah, sorry, it’s out of order.” Ren lied through his teeth; it was working. “After we finish our match, you can use the one at the laundromat across the street.” “That should work just fine.” He readied himself once again, regaining his composure… even though his bladder was already starting to ache. However, he didn’t want to dampen the competitive spirit; he’d be able to hold it for a measly ten minutes. “Let the game begin!” Ren pulled the trigger on his gun with a plastic click, and a countdown began. Three, two, one… and the game was on. Immediately, both persona users were extremely focused on the game, shooting every duck they possibly could, their scores remaining in a state of constant flux between who was winning and losing. Clearly, it was anyone’s game… that is, until both of them had their focus shattered. Akechi was able to ignore his need for the bathroom for a little bit, however, the aching and the desperation was increasing rapidly. He hadn’t drunk that much, but his bladder was practically bursting; he bit his lip, trying to distract himself with a little pain, as he felt the panging pain in his crotch. He had to actively keep any urine from leaking out as he played, constantly holding it back, again and again. He glanced to Joker, who seemed to be quite calm and composed; he absolutely couldn’t let something as foolish as his bladder lose him this game. He grit his teeth and bent his knees, pushing his thighs together, holding his bladder back. His legs began to shiver slightly. Ren could barely hold his poker face as he watched Akechi’s desperation grow. He’d been itching to see such a beautiful sight as the ace detective losing control of his bladder ever since he’d met him for the first time, his fantasies full of exactly what was playing out in front of him. Ever since they’d first met, Ren had felt his heart skip a beat for the lovely, beautiful, princely figure, and even seeing the much darker side of his personality only made him fall deeper into love, into affection for him. Past events had kept them apart for obvious reasons, however, even his attempted assassination at the hands of Akechi hadn’t dulled Joker’s feelings. They were stronger than ever. And now, seeing that desperation, the little shivers in his legs, that determined but clearly strained look on his face, it was all so perfect. If everything went well… he’d have some cleaning up to do very soon. Five minutes in. The detective couldn’t believe how badly he needed to use the bathroom. It was horrible, the worst desperation he’d ever felt in his life, his bladder throbbing needily, practically ready to burst like a balloon. He struggled to focus on the game while also preventing a horribly embarrassing accident; by minute six, it was becoming clear that something was going to have to give. He looked to Ren once again - he was still entirely coolheaded. Akechi gulped, pushing his legs closer together, shifting from side to side, as he tried to hold it in, a blush on his face from slight shame, legs shivering much harder now; he felt a slight bit of liquid in his black underwear, just the tiniest bit of wetness. He immediately focused on stopping that small leak, costing him a few ducks. “Struggling a little bit, are you, Akechi?” Ren smirked confidently. He was blushing hard, too, but apparently, his rival hadn’t noticed. He knew, given a decision between losing the game and losing control of his bladder, the prince would choose the latter any day, especially considering how much this particular competition meant to them, being the finale they’d waited years to play out (even though Akechi had never planned to allow it to happen in the first place). “Ngh…” He grunted, exasperated, but managed to catch up to the thief and even surpass him. “Worry about yourself, friend - I have no intention of letting this end in anything but my victory!” “We’ll see about that.” The two kept their focus as much as they could as the ninth minute came about. The final flurry of ducks took to the field, and the two were shooting every single one that they could aim at, with unmatched speed and precision. They were neck and neck; the victor could be decided by the difference of just one shot. But Akechi’s bladder would not relent. It was obvious to him now that, if he didn’t go to use the bathroom right this moment, there was no way he’d make it; his bladder was either going to be drained into a toilet, or it was going to burst open right then and there. He couldn’t last for this one remaining minute. It was time to make a decision. His face went completely red as his legs stopped shivering, thighs parting, as he resumed his earlier stance and shot everything he could… and the gentle pattering of liquid against felt quietly filled the room. Seconds after, the game was over, and Akechi was the victor - that small little sound had heavily distracted Ren for just long enough to destroy his focus. As the text “VICTORY!” flashed across Akechi’s side of the screen, the detective sighed in immense relief, dropping the gun to the floor, between his legs, and diverting his attention to stopping the emptying of his bladder. However, it was far too late - now that the stream had started, like a dam being broke open, Akechi had no control over the rush of urine rapidly exiting his body. He huffed in relief, covering his scarlet-red face with his gloved hands, as the pitter of piss streaming out of his cock and into his undergarments filled the room, the only sound heard besides the gentle hum of the heater. His underwear were soon filled and soaked through with pee, causing it to drip down onto his pants, with a large wet spot slowly spreading out from his crotch, starting as just a drop of a darker brown and growing. And, once those were plenty soaked, the liquid began to flow right out of his pants and onto the floor, a heavy, fast stream, trickling onto the floor, spreading out from his pants and going all over. A puddle soon formed on the wood, and by complete accident, the gun was right in the middle, being subject to that stream of hot, steaming urine. It dripped down the insides of his legs, long lines of wet streaking further and further down, even soaking into his socks and his shoes. He fell to his knees in pure humiliation, still hiding his face as the stream went on and on for at least a full minute, tons and tons of hot, steamy urine making a huge mess right on the floor. It now trickled against the rest of the puddle, drops splashing all over. Eventually, it did stop, after the detective’s pride was entirely destroyed. He was stunned, completely lost for words, his mind a jumbled mess of anxiety and shame; he didn’t have a clue of what to say after that. Ren was similarly speechless, but for entirely different reasons. He blushed from pure pleasure and lust, watching as the detective who’d been at the center of his eye for so long crumbled before him. Every bit of it was so perfect, the desperation leading up to the release was immaculate and tantalizing, the actual wetting was so perfectly hot, Akechi’s reaction and embarrassment was so cute! He couldn’t have hoped for anything better - it was all he’d ever dreamed of. And he couldn’t even begin to describe how hot it was that his own controller had been soaked in the process. Something about that really did something for him. Akechi gulped, standing, as the last bits of urine dripped from his pants, his calves and knees completely soaked. “I-I’m very sorry for the mess. It looks like I got a bit excited during our competition and lost focus.” He gulped nervously. “Let’s just forget about the deal for now, I don’t know how I could possibly face you again after such a humiliating display.” He walked towards the stairs, legs still shivering a little. “No, no, hold on.” Ren spoke, struggling to actually speak a bit. There was a noticeable bulge in his crotch; he made no effort to hide it as he grabbed Akechi by the shoulder. “I didn’t invite you to my room just for a game.” Akechi turned his face towards Joker, confused, still blushing. “Why are you being so persistent with me? I tried to kill you, Ren. Can’t we just leave our bond in the past?” “That’s not what I want, Akechi.” He slid his hand down the detective’s arm and grasped the gloved hand. “I don’t care what happened in our past. And honestly, seeing you wet yourself was incredibly hot - nothing has changed; my desire to be with you has only grown.” The detective’s blush turned from one of shame, to one of love. “You don’t mean… how could you possibly feel that way after all of this? I’ve betrayed you so horribly, and now, I’ve made a complete mess of your room, and yet still, you want to be with me?” “I do.” Ren grabbed Akechi’s hand with both of his. “Well? Will you let me steal your heart, Goro Akechi?” The detective sighed… and smiled. “It seems it didn’t even take the entirety of the phantom thieves to change my heart, but rather, just one. Let’s see how this goes.” Ren smiled wide, heart fluttering with joy, as he secured his new relationship with the detective. “It seems our partnership is going to be much different from here on out.” “Indeed. But that doesn’t mean the competition ends.” Akechi smirked in a confident, cocky, and yet, lovingly gentle way. “Don’t fall behind, alright?” Ren held the detective’s hand tighter. “As long as you’re by my side, I could never.” The two of them chuckled a bit; it seemed neither had quite lost the core of their relationship as a thief and a detective, despite taking it from friendship to romance. “Anyway, more importantly…” He moved his hand down to Akechi’s pants, gently rubbing his crotch, making the detective blush as ren felt that piss-soaked material. “How about we get you out of these clothes~? I’m sure I can find you something more comfortable, as long as I can help you clean up a bit~” Akechi chuckled. “My, my, perhaps I’m the one who should be worried about falling behind.” He undid his belt buckle. “But, well, I can’t say I mind.” And the two of them spent that night together… and things got even steamier than they were during Akechi’s accident. Truly, today was only the beginning; they had an interesting road ahead of them. Their rivalry and love would mix together to create something entirely new and unique… and the event that started it there, with Akechi wetting himself, would be the catalyst for many more wettings to follow. -------- Enjoyed the story? Consider supporting me on Patreon! Become a Patron, and you’ll get access to a bunch of other Patreon-exclusive kinky stories I’ve written - there’s a new one every week! This is the best way to support me if you enjoy my work! https://www.patreon.com/kitokito1?fan_landing=true This is my job, so even just a single $5 pledge is a huge help in making it so I can write more!!
  6. I have recently decided to write about all of my experiences with female ex partners as I am ready to share these amazing events with the world. They are a nice mix of close calls, accidents and one or two deliberate circumstances. I have posted my very first on tumblr but I feel there is better platforms out there to show them off. I will for sure share some on here. But I was just wondering if there was a market for something like an e-book so I can to collate them all together like a full on book. Would that be something omo lovers would be into? Bare in mind I am a male and my ex’s are females. The idea in my head is each chapter would be based on a certain partner. The chapter would begin with a description of that chapter’s girl but their real name would not be used for their own privacy and no pics would be used. After descriptions i would then go into each story in as much detail as I can recall. I would love though to finish each story with a cartoon illustration of each event. I would also either in between main chapters or a collection at the end, write shorter stories about experiences with strangers/colleagues/friends. What do you think? And if you like the idea does anyone have any idea on how to go about it? Thanks!
  7. Feel free to move this as appropriate as I was torn between here, Fiction & Fanfiction, and Artwork as to where this thread should live. With that out of the way, I've decided to create a thread for omorashi related haiku! Or at least the bastardized Western version of it (17 syllables instead of on). Here's a few to get started with: Small bladder, tight pants Her need grows as time goes on Oh no! Stuck zipper The line is too long Why are there only two stalls? Sinks are inviting Two hour movie Large Coke and melting ice cubes Wet. Embarrassment. So what aspiring poets do we have out there? Post your own omorashi haiku! Edit to add more: Her hands in her crotch The pressure is building up Floodgates release soon She dances in place No relief in sight for her Yellow stained panties Front door is locked. Keys Hobbling to bathroom Occupied. Roommate
  8. So I’m a writer and I’m chipping away at a story that I want to share with y’all. Just bit by bit I’d add things and slowly get things done. Have any other writers been doing this lately? (don’t expect this story for a while by the way. Just expect it to be better than the other little story I wrote)
  9. Hi! I'm a freelance writer who plans to post my practice mini-stories here to get the word out about my writing and have a portfolio people can come to, seeing if they like my work enough to purchase something custom! Things I will NOT write: - Non-Consensual Sexual activity, anything non-sexual is totally fine. - Children being involved in sexual content, ABDL or CGL with an above 18 consenting adult is totally fine. Things I WILL write: - Anything that does not fall into the above categories! [Prices] 2 cents per word. 100 words = $2.00 Rush Orders are available, this means every word would be 4 cents per word. 100 words = $4.00 ~Must be paid before I start working, I have some commission work on my profile already if you'd like to take a peek at my writing style, or finished products. [Accepting] - Cashapp | Contact Me | Discord: Harpy#9737 Email: [email protected]
  10. I've tried to write omo fics in the past but all of them just seem so.. weird. Sometimes it feels rushed, or unnatural, or just plain cringey. I've only ever posted one fic online, and looking back at it now, it was the most cringiest thing I have ever put online for the public eye. Lately, I've been wanting to write omo fics again, for whatever reason. But before I actually sit down and write one, I'd like to know some tips and things to avoid. I want to go back in with some experience instead of just diving in head first like I used to.
  11. Just browsing and figured it would be cool to have a thread discussing the writing. Things like what people enjoy writing the most or what's the most challenging part for you to write about? Essentially the mechanics, trials and tribulations of writing well anything really.
  12. So this ia a strange thought i've had lately, but i was wondering if omo artists and authors ever... masturbate to their own creations. I do omorashi drawings and i can dedinitely say i do. I was just wondering what other creators' thoughts on this matter was.
  13. I really enjoy writing omo related stuff and often reading my own work (or writing it) can turn me on. What brought me to this site initially was a google search and some of the things I have read on here (mostly personal experiences) have played in my mind many years later. so have you ever read anything, on here or elsewhere that you have found yourself going back to time and time again because it turned you on so much? what do you enjoy reading about omo related?
  14. Ok so I don’t really know any other sites or people that have decent writing advice for a dnd campaign(it is not omo related) so i ask here (Side note this campaign is set in the 1960’s) anyways I need help with the main antagonist’s power he is from the future(about 2013) and was a police officer who went rouge after discovering his best friend was a murderer and had to kill him, in essence his power is he abused the grandfather paradox (if you go back in time and kill your grandfather he dies you aren’t born how did he die) my idea is he has a history book that charts each attack and event that will take place but I’m not sure how to explain his power but an idea i want to implement is that he leaves a mark in his book each time he dies so the pc’s get in a fight with him and he leaves say the fifth mark in his book (like reloading a boss fight over and over till you win) but i have no idea how to implement this power and explain how is power works (my rule in this campaign is if you can explain it you can do it) so any ideas or recommendations my next dnd game is on Wednesday so if you are going to comment do it before then I thank you in advance
  15. I personally like to do it because it relaxes me, gives me something to do, and I enjoy making people happy with my work
  16. Foreword: Hello everyone, I am an aspiring writer and in an effort to expose my writing to a broader audience I have been granted permission to post my story in this section. Now this story has no omorashi within it at all. I am mainly doing this to see if my writing is actually good or not and I feel that I could actually receive some constructive comments from people I don't really know. This story is a superhero story with as original as possible characters and storylines, its part drama, part action and part comedy. I already have up to Chapter 8 written and ready to share. Note: I was initially going to make this a comic book (hence the somewhat hammy and cheesy dialogue), but unfortunately I could not find a reliable illustrator. I hope you enjoy, and please let me know how my writing is. I feel like I have George Lucas syndrome with my dialogue MATURE DNA-47 Issue 1: A New Beginning January 22nd, 2024 7:46 A.M. A suburb near Osbourne, New York "Rise and shine, dumbass." a female voice says, waking me up "Hailey, shouldn't you be in school?" I ask back, half asleep "Yes, we're actually late in nine minutes. You didn't forget you were taking me today, did you?" Hailey, my little sister, asks "Nope, totally didn't." I reply, lying. "Give me a sec, then we'll go." "Hurry, your waffles are cold and you have a field trip today." Hailey replies "Oh hell yeah, I get to do nothing." I say, as Hailey leaves my room Finally, opening my eyes to my teenage bedroom, the walls littered with band posters and the floor with dirty clothes. I dress myself with class, a black t-shirt and slightly shredded blue jeans "Nick, hurry up!" Hailey yells from downstairs as I gargle mouthwash DOWNSTAIRS "And people say it takes women forever to get ready, damn." Hailey says "It's 7:50, that's four minutes. Sorry I don't have super-speed. Where are my waffles?" I ask "I ate them." Hailey says I take a deep sigh and say "Let's just go." The two of us depart in my car. A vintage 2013 Dodge Dart. "Have I ever told you that your car is a piece of shit?" Hailey asks "Every single time you see it." I say Silence for several minutes "So you got a boyfriend?" I ask "Why do you ask me these questions like you've never spoke to me before?" she asks "Just making conversation." I say "Refrain from that in the future. But the answer is no, men are gross." she replies "Thanks for that. Ya know, we go over a bridge soon and comments like that make me wanna drive off of it." I say "I didn't say women were any better. It's just that well, we haven't started any wars so I feel like that puts us in the lead." she says "You wanna stop for food?" I ask "It's 8 o'clock!" she replies "So? You're already late, they can't yell at you for being more late and if I miss the field trip bus, then I get to hang around school all day and do nothing." I say "Fine, I'll take a sausage biscuit and chocolate milk." She says "You just ate four waffles!" I say "So, I'm menstruating and I'm fucking hungry." she replies "Agh, I didn't need to know that." I say "So what, it's completely natural." She says "So are boners, but I don't go around telling everyone about them." I say "Just order my food." she replies We eat and I drop Hailey off at school at 8:22, I barely make it to the bus before it leaves at 8:30 I board the bus and take my seat beside two of my friends "Nick, where the hell have you been?" my friend Samantha asks me "Overslept, had to drive Hailey to school." I say "Where're your parents?" my other friend Derek asks "Dad's out of town on business and Mom's at work. Did I miss anything?" I ask "Do you ever? We need some excitement in our lives." Sam says "I heard that. I feel like I'm not getting through to Hailey." I say "Well Sam and I are going to the mall later, why don't you come and bring Hailey?" Derek says "I'll text her and ask." I say "hey me, sam and derek are going out after school. you wanna come??" I ask Hailey via text "You text like dad, it's disturbing." she replies "Yeah, I'll go. Thanks for asking me." "She's in." I tell my friends "Alright students, you've all signed your waivers. We'll reach the science center in about an hour." our teacher, Mr. Wong says "Why are we going here?" Derek asks "In laymans terms, the scientists there are working to see if electric eels can power up things." Sam says "I just feel like that's going to end terribly." I say The bus ride was uneventful, I caught up on some much-needed sleep THE SCIENCE CENTER Our tour guide standing text to normal fish tank filled with electric eels She instructs us to follow her, which everyone does minus myself, Derek and Sam "Nick, I dare you to put your finger in that tank." Derek says "Why in the hell would I do that?" I ask "You read comic books, maybe this is your shot." Derek says "His shot at what?" Sam asks "Superpowers." Derek says "Well then why don't you do it?" I ask "I already have superpowers." Derek says with pride "Like what, cumming in your pants in class?" Sam asks, as she walks off "It happened once in eighth grade and it was Sex Ed. So it's understandable." Derek says loudly "That actually makes it sadder dude." I say to him "You guys will never get me." Derek says "I honestly could not be more happy to know that I will never understand what goes on in your head." I say "Mr. Scott and Mr. Lovegood, please stay with the group. Try not to do anything stupid." Mr. Wong tells us MEANWHILE Steve Kirby Memorial High School 8:25 AM [Hailey's Point of View] I walk into gym class, hoping a light fixture will fall and crush me "Late again, Ms. Scott." The gym teacher, Mrs. Abernathy says "It's gym. What am I late for? Running." I reply sarcastically "No, you're not getting out of class this time Hailey." she replies I bite my tongue and head for the locker room The locker room is both my favorite and my least favorite part of gym class I enter and am bombarded by the other girls in my class "How can they all be so comfortable being naked in public like this?" I think to myself I turn my back to them and open my locker "Hey!" a voice says from behind me, with a hand on my shoulder I turn and see my friend Gwen wearing a bra and track pants. Gwen is a year above me, so she kind of watches out for me "I need to tell you something." Gwen says I try really hard to focus on her while she's talking to me, but I felt like that made it obvious so I just stared at the wall "Maybe put a shirt on first." I think to myself Gwen leads me into one of the bathroom stalls "So what's up?" I ask her "I don't know any other way to word this, so I'll just say it. Some of the girls are saying that you're a lesbian. I figured I should tell you." Gwen says "Oh that's it? That's fine." I reply "Are you?" she asks "Honestly, I don't know. Maybe, but I have no idea. Christ, I'm only fourteen, people should give me some time here. What's it matter anyway?" I say "It doesn't, at least not to me." Gwen says, giving me a hug "Now leave, I have to pee." I exit the stall "Oh look, the dyke." Bethany, a girl in my gym class, says "Oh look, a close-minded cheerleader. That's new." I reply "Listen here, dyke, you don't belong here. Maybe you should just leave." Bethany says, about 7 inches from my face "Maybe you should try a breath mint. But don't worry, I won't hit you." I say "Why? Because you're a scared little baby." She replies "No, because the principal is your dad. Everyone here, including me, know that you're just trying to rile me up so I'll hit you, then you can cry to your daddy and get me suspended for a few days. So why don't you sit down." I say We all go to our gym class, which went as normal. I did nothing. After class at about 9AM, I enter the locker room last. After everyone else had left, since I'm a little afraid of fighting. I go in and change my clothes I hear one of the stalls open and turn around to see Bethany exit "You embarrassed me earlier." she says "How? I just told the truth." I reply Bethany approaches me I start to get uncomfortable and fidget a little Once she gets close enough to me she kicks me in the groin I fall to the ground "Now listen here bitch." she says, crouching next to me and pulling my hair "My dad doesn't own this school, I do and I graduate in a few months and I'm not going to let some dumb little slut ruin my last few months for me. So keep your place, dyke." Bethany says She stands up and says "Stay put, I'll be back soon." "Wait!" I say loudly She stops "Nice ass." I reply, sitting up Bethany walks back over and kicks me in the face I black out MEANWHILE [Nick's POV] My cell phone rings I answer it "Hey, Nick. This is Principal Simms. It seems that Hailey has gotten herself into some trouble and since your parents are both unable to come at this time. I'll need you to come and take her home for the day." The principal says over the phone I hang up and start looking for Mr. Wong "Mr. Wong, apparently Hailey is in trouble. So I need to go back to the school and take her home." I explain "Alright, don't worry I'll give you full credit for the day. How will you get back?" Mr. Wong asks "I guess I'll hail a cab, my cars at the school." I reply I call a cab and inform Sam and Derek that I'm leaving "Alright, we still on for the mall later?" Derek asks "Maybe, depends on what she did." I answer My cab arrives shortly thereafter and I reach the school THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE I enter to see Hailey with an ice pack over her eye sitting in a chair across from Principal Sams "Ah, Mr. Scott, it seems Hailey got into a bit of a scuffle during her first period. The other student was so shaken up they had to be sent home." the principal says, trying to convince me that he is telling the truth "Alright, whatever. Come on Hailey, let's go home." I say, motioning Hailey to exit the office Hailey and I leave the school, get in my car and begin to drive home "Aren't you going to yell at me?" Hailey asks, after several minutes of silence "Nope, I know you didn't fight back. But I know you didn't because it was Bethany, wasn't it?" I ask "How'd you know?" she asks "The principal always says the same excuse every time she does something. I know because he's said it to me before. So I won't yell at you, and I'll explain everything to mom and dad. You should be good." I say "Wow, thanks. When did you decide to be cool?" she asks rhetorically I chuckle and ask "So why did she decide to hit you?" "Apparently people at school think I'm a lesbian and Bethany is apparently a homophobic bitch, so she just cornered me and kicked me in the...ya know." Hailey answers "Yeah that's kind of her go to move. I personally utilize a crucifix powerbomb as my go to. What do you use?" I ask "You know I haven't watched wrestling in years." She says, followed by a brief silence "Batista Bomb." We arrive at home "Well, mom won't be back for another few hours. After we explain what happened, we'll go out with Sam and Derek." I say "What do we do until then?" She asks "TV?" I suggest We decide to watch some tv, flipping through channels for a few minutes before stopping on the news "Why are we watching this?" she asks "Because I'm voting this year, I want to know who I should support." I reply "We need to protect our country from all forms of illegals and degenerates who pervert God's idea for America." A man on television say during a press conference "And what exactly do you mean by degenerates?" A reporter asks "You know damn well what I mean. That is why I'm announcing my candidacy for president, I know it's late but I feel the American people will make the correct decision." The man says "Well there you have it, an avowed neo-Nazi, televangelist and notorious hate criminal, Robert Reynolds, is running for president." The news anchor says "Please tell me you're not voting for him." Hailey says "Christ no, I'd rather put a literal pile of shit in office than that douche." I reply Time passes "hey Nick, I have to cancel, but Sam said she'd just come over to your place. That cool?" Derek asks through text "Yea that's fine." I reply I inform Sam Our mother gets home at around 4 I explain to her what happened and she was very understanding She walks over and gives Hailey a hug "You know I'll love you no matter what, don't you?" she asks "Um, yeah I know mom." Hailey replies "So what are you two going to do tonight?" mom asks "I dunno, Sam is coming over, so we'll probably just hang out with her." I say "Alright, well you're in charge of supper. Boss wants me to head into the city for a meeting tomorrow morning. So I'll need to leave in a minute, after I change." Mom says, heading upstairs "Yay, you're cooking. That means frozen pizza." Hailey says in a sarcastic tone "How dare you insult my culinary skills. There's garbage outside, if you're interested." I say She gives me the finger Mom comes down the stairs a few minutes later and steps out the door as Sam begins to knock "Hey, Jess." Sam says to her "Hello, Samantha. Be good." Mom says, rushing to her car "Every time she calls me Samantha, I die a little inside." Sam says "Oh, you're just in time. Nick was about to make a frozen pizza." Hailey says "Oh god, I'll give you some money and you can just go and get a pizza, one that isn't frozen." Sam offers "Fine, since everyone is apparently against the culinary masterpiece that is the frozen pizza." I say, as I leave [Hailey's POV] "Oh good, he's gone." Sam says "What do you mean by that?" I ask "I heard what happened at school today. I figured you'd want to talk to me." she says "Why would I want to do that?" I ask "I'm a lesbian too, so I thought you'd want to talk." she says "Oh, you are?" I ask, before realizing that it made sense "Well, I'm not sure if I'm lesbian or not. Guys and girls are both gross in my book, at least physically." "Well, have you read up on sexuality? or watched porn?" Sam asks "No. Why would I do that?" I ask "It can be a good way to find one's self. Read up on that stuff and watch some videos, then call me and we could talk further." Sam says Some silence "Does Nick know about this talk?" I ask "Yep, he asked me to do it. He didn't know if you'd want to talk to him about it." Sam says Nick gets back with the pizza about a half an hour later The three of us eat and then continue hanging out until about 10 o'clock "Well, I'd better head home. Nick, see ya tomorrow." Sam says "See ya." Nick and I say nearly in unison Sam leaves "Well, I think I'm going to head to bed. Since I'm suspended for two days, may as well own it and get some stuff done around here." I say, heading up to my bedroom I lock the door and turn my computer on [Nick's POV] I put what's left of the pizza in the fridge and head up into my room, not to sleep but to play Dragon Masters Online. I have a level 77 Elven Rogue. At about 1AM I hear strange sounds coming from Hailey's room "hey sis, our rooms are right by each other. So, as a tip, use headphones or turn the volume down." I text Hailey The next two months, our lives remained normal. But that would all change on March 13, when we got a new girl in my class.
  17. Although it’s not going to have an omorashi content I expect, I know there are quite a few people who read my fanfictions and I bet at least 1 person on this forum would be interested in my writing style enough to read the first few chapters of this at least. Here’s a link, any feedback is welcome.
  18. Hi! My name is Scooby and... well, I like to CALL myself a writer, although it's not like I've written any novels as of yet. Recently, my work has been dramatically cutting my hours, which does two things: I get more free time, but I also have far less money. That being said! I would like to put myself out there and see if anyone was looking for someone who has... decent writing skills to write kinky drabbles. I'm familiar with multiple universes/fandoms, including FFXIV (Which is my life right now, won't lie!) World of Warcraft, RWBY, Fate/apocorypha, and more! I have written drabbles for OCs, as well as canon characters. If you would like to read some of my writing, I will link it below... Example 1 Example 2 Example 3 Example 4 I haven't figured out exactly what I will be charging, but it won't be excessive. I'm thinkiong 5-10 US dollars flat rate, although I am willing to negotiate. I am comfortable with many themes including both wetting and messing, and as seen in the last example I will do males on a case-by-case basis! Thank you for taking the time to read! ^_^ Also, if this is the wrong place to put this, I apologize, I looked at a bunch of different sections of the forums and couldn't find a better place!
  19. One thing I’m always self-conscious about when I add other sexual elements into my stories is how it will appear to the audience in general. I typically try to avoid fixating on the farting fetish because, although I’m into it, I know how much of a turnoff it can be to suddenly have a different fetish thrown in your face when you were just immersed in the story. Most references I make to this are quick and fleeting. I do the same with graphic sex and more intense descriptions in reference to the sensation in their bladder, such as “screaming” or “torturous.” I’m curious to see who your target audience is when you write. Obviously you write about what turns you on, but to what extent do you keep the readers in mind?
  20. Okay, so long story short, I'm getting ready to write an actual novel. There won't be any omorashi in it or anything (yes, boo me like the peasant am!), but that's more because it's a bit of a romance novel set in a post-apocalyptic Earth. There will be zombies, Monsters, and a special girl though! I'm looking for anyone who'd be willing to perhaps read it as I write and give suggestions and ideas. There is a lot of excellent writers on here and I figured this would be a good place to seek some advice! If you're interested let me know and I'll send chapters of Google Drive or some other form of sharing!
  21. There was one writer on here who does work regularly and was good but I did upset them it was my fault but I’m better now. I’m just looking for someone willing to accept payment and write my stories or draw scenes for payment. I was talking to someone else on here willing to write but they seem to have gone silent and I suspect are busy which is fine. but if there’s any other writers or artists let me know below or message me. Also I am looking for ones willing to do both male and female desperation scenes with lots of panic, humiliation and wetting after holding for a while.
  22. What's the worst thing you've written? Toe-curling, squelchy, self-indulgent and call me Mary-Sue, anatomically-improbable, meandering sentences splatterered with uneccessary adjectives... What's out there, that you wrote, and you know that we're all going to find out it was you? I'll show you mine, if you show me yours.
  23. I need someone to tell me what to write about regarding Omo. Like what type of writing it is, what it's from (game/movie etc.), and who the characters are. Please send me ideas to type about
  24. I have a video from a commercial and would like someone to private message me for the details I want in a story in relation to the commercial. I want someone to watch the commercial and then use the details to make a fiction story. So if you want to do message me first for the details I want. in exchange I'll do any story you want for you. Here's the commercial:
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