I've decided to make a new thread to flout my own personal love of piss that is more than anyone else's (but not actually). The last one was dying so I decided to give this one new life.
Anyways, along with a small dump, I tried my hand as a writefag and created a piece of writefaggotry that channels my obsession with omorashi, my interest with anatomy that borders on a fetish in its own right, and self-insertion. It's male desperation, though. plz no bully :(
I'll share it after I do a bit of a dump to create interest if my OC is not enjoyed.
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Bump for leaking Fem Link
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Shit, I guess the last one was corrupted. Sorry famalam.
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Anyways, here goes the story now. I'm not posting images with it because I don't have any that fit and I'm an autist like that.
It proved all too ironic and cliché that omorashi-fetishist, James Morrissey, found his body struggling to maintain the tone of his urinary bladder during lecture discussion regarding the functionality of the renal portal system and nephron in his Introductory Biology course. Worse still, Professor Kyril’s normally pleasurable humor and convoluted speech-pattern seemed to rival the segments of the kidney’s drainage system from James’ perspective on this particular day; and, after forty-five minutes beginning with arterial blood-flow into the glomerulus, Kyril had finally ventured through the ureter and into the urinary bladder.
“Now, try and recall our discussion from earlier in the semester regarding the visceral nervous system and how it manages all internal sensory stimuli,” Professor Kyril continued.
“Remember, since it is ‘visceral,’ you can bet these neurons synapse in the vicinity of- you guessed it- smooth muscle. The urinary bladder is a huge sac lined with smooth muscle and other epithelial and connective tissue layers as it proceeds outwards from the mucosa- and you can bet that your autonomic nervous system tells you exactly how it feels as it fills up.”
“Yes, even you,” he shouted as he pointed to a singular girl in the second row, “have this happening in your body.”
On cue, her cheeks turned a shade of crimson at the assertion that she may have needed to visit the little girls’ room.
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Shit mane, the formatting got all sorts of fucked up. Imma fix it from here on out.
On a normal day, James Morrissey may have occupied himself with thoughts about the girl’s bladder that Prof. Kyril had found so conspicuous. However, his own growing need from the tension within his bladder silenced such wandering fantasies. As drip-by-drip from over a million nephrons in the renal cortex channeled urine into his distended bladder, he came to the following, silent conclusion- damnit Kyril! You have no idea how close-to-home your lecture topic has hit this morning. Perhaps the coffee was a mistake, James thought, and, much to his dismay, as the liquid was channeled into his bladder and caused the urothelial lining to stretch, and stretch, and stretch further, so too did it increase his desire to release his warm pee.
Macroscopically, James Morrissey was a skinny sophomore Premedicine student with pale skin and tangled, curly brown hair. For today’s Bio lecture, he was dressed in a dark gray V-neck that hugged his thin torso and presented his frail, girly arms, whose raw, masculine strength was subject to campus-wide renown. His lower body was cloistered inside a pair of jeans that, while debatably far too tight, constricted his ‘goods’ into a compact package between his slender thighs and tight, twinky ass. Beneath his jeans, he wore a pair of olive green Hanes © boxer briefs.
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As Professor Kyril continued, James began to cross and uncross his legs in an attempt to relieve the pressure in his bladder. He craned his head to stare at the clock in the back-left position of the hall- only ten more minutes until he would be able to find a proper toilet! Yet, his degenerate subconscious proposed another idea. Presently, his mind began to drift to two days prior regarding an omorashi doujinshe he had jerked-off to previously. The plot had followed a teenaged girl stuck in class who eventually wet herself due to being too shy to ask to be excused. The striking similarities between the protagonist’s situation and his own dominated his desperate thoughts - perhaps their endings will be the same, pondered James. Embarrassingly, he could not deny how satisfying the prospect of simply allowing his urine to enter the external world as a patch of wet denim and a puddle about his feet would feel.
Resultantly, the perverse thoughts caused his penis to engorge with blood and, soon, James was sporting an obvious erection- a fact he hoped his neighbor three seats away did not notice, though the thought certainly heightened his sexual gratification. His breathing sped up as his desperation transported him into a state of bliss. For him, the intense desire to let go, the fullness of the taut organ in his pelvic cavity, and the very notion of this primitive bodily function were the very foundations of his sexuality. With his cheeks a bright reddish hue and a single bead of sweat forming on his right temple, he nonchalantly folded his hands and placed them between his crotch- hopefully this would conceal his arousal. Tentatively, he attempted to ignore his erection and tune in to professor Kyril’s closing remarks. He was in a public place, damnit…
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“What we’ve just discussed today is the exact mechanism through which blood-borne metabolite is filtered out of blood-flow. No lie. Today’s lab section will be able to see exactly what we just talked about. Seriously, take a look at the renal artery, take a look at the renal calyx, take a look at the renal cortex, take a look at the…”
Only a minute to go, James thought with another look at the clock. Only one more minute and Kyril will stop taunting me with his fucking pee-talk. I’m seriously at my limit…
“Anyways, I will see you all on Wednesday. Please do the readings on lymphoid tissue. It will be handy to come into lecture with a bit of an understanding. Assigned pages are online.”
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Professor Kyril’s voice trailed off as murmurs of the audience erupted into a symphony. With a quick swing of his backpack onto his shoulders, James began a brisk pace towards the exit through clusters of fellow students. His perverse considerations had been replaced with the very real need to reach the restroom- there, he was simply a belt and a zipper away from releasing the floodwaters. His lower abdomen ached superficial to where his urinary bladder resided- surely the elasticity of his lower abdominal wall and his bladder wall would propel a healthy stream into the toilet. He approached the door to the male restroom just as a small amount of pee escaped into his trousers, however, he was far too close to his goal to worry about the small trickle- his bloated bladder contained a relative sea of piss! He threw the door open and walked frantically inside.
He stopped abruptly at the first urinal available and fumbled with his belt as more urine escaped into his underwear. James quickly ripped his fly down and revealed his member and released a barrage of golden liquid into the bowl. He let loose an audible “Ahhhhnn…” as all of the tension that had amassed in his body over the past hour splashed against the white porcelain. The sound of pee as it collided with the water in the urinal completed James’ sensory experience and, once again, his penis began to engorge, becoming completely erected. The stream persisted for twenty-five seconds and, eventually, ceased as James’ tightened his abdominal muscles to force out every last drop of his golden nectar. As he stood, fully aroused and exposed, with urine slowly dripping from his glans, his mind wandered to the renal portal system- the mechanism behind the past hour of desperate pleasure. And then he realized he was a fucking /d/eviant nerd.
The end.
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I hope someone reads it and enjoys it. I enjoyed writing it.
More pics of piss now.
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Thx op
anyone know the japanese website this is from? shoulda saved the link, had shittons of omo/pee stuff
What are some games I can play with my sub that involve holding in their pee? I'd like to find a mix of stuff that's moderately challenging and impossible.
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Tie them to a chair and tilt it backwards so their pelvis is angled forwards. Eventually, the sub will piss themselves and you can watch as they become desperate and, eventually, wet themselves.
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>can't post this in the more appropriate /e/ toilet thread because the stream is visible, even though that's the whole point of using the toilet
REEEEEEE
I'll accept this as a compromise but...still...
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I love this guy's stuff. Have a link to his site or something?
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Chii pees. Peachy.
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He is all over the internet as hanomidori
