There was a post I saw once that I can't find rn that was something about Magic Fantasy Omo
Where a magic user can drink potions but in order for the effects of the potion to last, it has to stay IN their body.
A wizard drinking down a large flask of a luck potion, hastily trying to finish up their work before that potion hits their bladder.
Wizards studying for their spell exams, having to drink and identify potions, sitting and gritting their teeth as they've been writing in their spellbook for 3 hours and all the potions they had to sample make them have to piss like crazy.
A couple under the effects of a love potion having some wild full bladder funtime before the aphrodisiac wears off.
An injured adventurer needing quite a lot of a healing potion because they were hurt in an encounter, and now they have half a dungeon to get through as a whole bottle of potion slowly trickles in.
Please I LOVE this I could think of SO many scenarios for this.
Iāve got two ideas about gods/ goddesses/ celestial entities! So, one scenario could be that their bladders are MUCH larger than a humanās, but they do get full eventually, and then theyāre double as desperate because of how much theyāre holding! Or, maybe, when a god is peeing, it rains. This particular being is pretty stubborn and never admits when they have to go. Butā¦ Everyone can always tell when theyāre starting to leak because itās sprinkling outside! >u<
Prompt: Character A is a non-human turned human (angel, mermaid, android, alien, etc.) with Character B taking care of them as they adjust to not only living in the human world, but also dealing with the quirks of their new human body. Everything is new and fascinating, so Character B isnāt surprised at all when they get hooked on some random fizzy drink theyāve bought at a snack bar. When Character A starts feeling the urge to pee from all of that liquid, they donāt realize what it is, only that it makes them feel restless and uncomfortable. They donāt bring it up to their friend and caretaker either, not wanting them to worry, so they wait for the ache to subside on its own. Needless to say, it doesnāt happen and instead only gets worse.
Character B knows something is off, but it takes them a long time to realize what it is.
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Alternatively: They do know what the ache means but since Character B only told them about bathrooms and possibly only about the one they have at home, they donāt know what to do once they find themselves in a situation where said bathroom is out of reach. Maybe theyāre driving through the countryside where it wouldnāt be an issue to stop somewhere and pee since thereās no one around, but they have no idea thatās a thing you can do. So they keep quiet about their very full bladder, figuring they have no choice but to hold it until they get home. Maybe they either speak up once it gets unbearable, or Character B notices their obvious signs of desperation and decides to pull over, thinking Character A is just being shy.
It all leads to one hell of an awkward scene where Character A has to be told everything, from āNo, the tree wonāt get angry at you if you pee on it.Ā Hurry up, youāre already leaking!ā to āIt doesnāt matter where you aim at as long as itās not on your shoes. Or mine.ā
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If instead, everything goes wrong and Character A ends up losing control before Character B finds out about their desperation, they would most likely be very upset and ashamed, feeling like they somehow failed at being human. Character B would then comfort them by saying: āYouāre good. Thereās really nothing more human than having accidents.ā, but make them promise to tell them the next time they have to go that bad so they can figure something out together.
Ask and ye shall receive. How about some Harry Potter headcanons? Anyone you think would have a fetish? Has a tendency to pee themselves? Any just good situations in the wizarding world for pee stuff?
Oooh, okay, letās see. For the record, Iām assuming all characters are 18+, so either itās an eighth year type situation or just outright post-Ho/g/warts, also Iām trying very hard to stay out of the tag lol Anyway
Characters Who I Think Have a Fetish
I donāt know why, but Her/mio/ne definitely strikes me as the sort. I think that despite seeming very proper and seemingly vanilla, she definitely likes to let go in her panties every once in a while. Iād be willing to bet sheās roped R/on into it a couple times, having him control her bladder and whatnot.
Speaking of proper characters, Dra/co also strikes me as having a fetish. Not in like a he likes to pee himself way, but maybe like getting peed on and such. Iām sure somewhere in his bottom-y heart, he wants someone to degrade him and probably use him.
Sir/ius also strikes me as a kinky bastard. Heās definitely messed around with piss stuff before, and maybe the whole anima/gus thing has him with the doggy instinct to mark his territory by peeing in places he definitely shouldnāt.
Characters Who Definitely Wet Themselves
Nevi/lle 10000% strikes me as the sort to have an accident every once in a blue moon. Maybe heās too shy to ask to use the restroom or to ask where one is, he ends up holding a little too long, that sort of stuff. Poor darling.
It also wouldnāt shock me if, maybe while going through that godawful day before and after the full moon period, that Re/mus was justā¦ too pained or exhausted to get up and just let go wherever he was at the moment.
Scenarios For Good Piss Stuff
All Iām saying is, wizards could just lift up their robes, take a nice healthy pee wherever they want, and just vanish it away.
All the standard school stuff of course, but also magic. Obviously.
Maybe someone goes to use the bathroom and oh, whatās this? A ghost in the bathroom jump scaring them into fear wetting?
Magical. Accidents. Potions that go wrong and are accidentally diuretics instead of whatever they were meant to be. That one tickling spell but on someone whoās about to pee themselves.
Hell, purposeful magical wettings. Imperio-ed pants wettings, curses to make people pee more often, the options are endless.
Also,,,slacks from the 1800s had on minimum 5 buttons that went just above the waist,,add the tucked in dress shirt, the breeches and suspenders youāve got a good omo situation js
So lately Iāve been obsessed with micro characters. Especially when micros are mixed with omorashi. Fuck, its so good. Anyway, here are some micro/omo scenarios.
- Theyāre too small to use the bathroom on their own so the human that takes care of them has to hold them over the toilet or on the toilet seat so they donāt fall in while they go.
-But the micro is bladder shy and canāt go when the human is in the same room so they try to hold it as long as they can. They usually end up wetting themselves.
-Or they havenāt known the human for long so theyāre too stubborn or embarrassed to ask for their help. This usually ends up with them wetting themselves too.
-The human always forgets that the micro probably needs to pee while the human is gone. This means the micro has to find another place to relieve themself like on the carpet or under the bed. They hope the human doesnāt notice the tiny wet spots all other the house.
-Or they use the potted plant inside the house to get relief if the human has one.
-The human and the micro could be watching a movie together, the micro sitting on the humans lap. The micro could be drinking soda and it goes straight to their bladder but its so good they donāt want to stop drinking it. Theyāve already had the human stop the movie twice to use the bathroom and it isnāt even half way done yet. Theyāre determined not to interrupt the movie again so they do their best to hold it. They fail and donāt even last a half hour, wetting themself and creating a wet spot on the humans pants. The human feels the wetness and realizes what happened, lightly scolding the micro for not telling them they needed to go again.
-The micro is always too shy to ask the human for the bathroom so theyāre constantly wetting themselvesā and crying about it. The human feels bad so they decide to make some makeshift diapers for the poor micro so they can go whenever they need to.
-A human and a micro hold together for fun. The micro obviously wets way before the human does. Theyāre sitting on the humans lap, by their crotch, so the humans pants get wet too. Eventually the human wets a lot, completely soaking their pants and the micro who was sitting on their crotch.
-The human character and the micro are in a relationship. The human is rubbing the micros parts or performing oral on them and the micro starts needing to go really badly. They ask for the human to stop and take them to the bathroom but the human tells them to hold it. They donāt last very long though and end up peeing all over the humans hand or in the humans mouth.
-A human who loves seeing their micro desperate. They purposely give their micro far too much to drink and wonāt take them to the bathroom. Obviously the micro consents to this first. They love the way the poor little micro squirms. They love the tiny noises of desperation they make. They love how their little bulging bladder sticks out from the rest of their tiny body. They love poking and prodding the poor creatures bladder until they canāt handle it anymore and pee all over themself, moaning in relief as the human watches.
-A human getting revenge on a bossy and demanding micro by giving them too much to drink then leaving the house, knowing the micro wonāt have anywhere to relieve themself and will be too stubborn to go anywhere except the toilet.
-A human who takes their micro out into public who has a small pocket on their shirt to put the micro in. The micro is too embarrassed to ask to use the bathroom when theyāre out so they try to hold it. They canāt and end up peeing, leaving a visible wet spot on the pocket and trailing down the humans shirt. They duck down into the pocket, hoping no one can see them and no one notices what happened. Their human gets asked about it though but doesnāt want to embarrass their micro so they say they spilled water on themself.Ā
-The human takes their micro lover to a mall for the first time as a date. The microās bladder quickly fills up so they ask to be taken to the bathroom. When they get to the nearest bathroom they find out itās out of order and they canāt wait until they find another once. The micro starts to panic but the human says to just go in the fancy fountain in the middle of the mall and theyāll make sure no one sees.
-A cheeky micro whoās mad at their human emptying their bladder into the humans drink when theyāre out of the room.
-A human being desperate with a micro crawling all over their body. They sit on their bulging bladder, poking at it and giggling when the human leaks.
-A human teasingly poking a desperate micro right in the bladder a bit too hard, not knowing how badly they actually needed to go. The micro starts to wet uncontrollably because of it, trying to stop the flow but being unable to. The human feels guilty but strangely turned on.
-A micro whoās desperate grinding on a humanās dick, pressing their bladder and dick/pussy against it as they grind. They let out tiny leaks as they grind on the dick, the human enjoying every minute of it. Once the micro finally looses control the human cums a lot, covering the micro in white fluid.
-A human taking a bath with their micro who forgot to use the bathroom before getting in the water. They beg the human to take them to the toilet but the human just tells them to go in the water. It all goes down the drain anyway.
-Desperate micro is determined to use the toilet on their own while their human is away. They manage to get in the seat but fall in while they relieve themself. They try their hardest to get out but they canāt. They have to wait until their human gets home and finds them. They feel absolutely disgusting having to wait in the water. Their human gets home not long after but is on the verge of pissing their pants. They rush to the bathroom and start to piss before they even notice the poor micro. They empty their bladder before noticing since they were so caught up in the feelings of relief. They feel horrible for peeing all over the micro and give them a nice long bath to make up for it.
-A human and a micro go to the theater together as a date. The micro really has to use the bathroom but has already been taken once and doesnāt want disturb the other people in the theater. They canāt take it anymore so they decide to pull down their pants and relieve themself on the seat, thinking it wonāt be that big of a deal since the wet spot will be small. Their human catches them right before theyāre about to start going quietly scolds them. They beg for them to just let them go but their human has a better idea. They hold the micro over the empty drink cup they have and tell them to go. The micro doesnāt hesitate and goes immediately, making quiet whimpers of relief. They do this every other time they have to go during the movie.
-Or the human doesnāt catch them and manage to successfully empty their bladder onto the seat. This doesnāt go as well the second time because the human catches them during the act. Theyāre mad.Ā They grab the micro while theyāre still going and pull their pants up. The micro tries to stop but canāt, they end up soaking their pants. Their human makes them sit on the wet spot for the rest of the movie, pushing down on their little bladder everytime they seem desperate. After the movie they make the micro tell one of the workers that they had an accident on the seat. Once they leave they get scolded about how its unsanitary to just go where ever they want and that they shouldāve just told them they had to go again.
-A human has their friend over and is distracted by talking to them. The poor desperate micro tries to get their attention but the human just tells them to wait a minute. The micro canāt wait anymore and wets in front of the two humans.
-A micro waking up after a really long nap because their bladder is so full. They look down and see how distended their bladder is. They need to go so bad but theyāre so sleepy. They decide to just go back to sleep and pee later. This was a mistake though because as soon as they go back to sleep they wet the bed.
-A micro who was some how turned into normal sized person (temporary or not) being too afraid to use the bathroom on their own since theyāre so used to having their human with them. They hold it for as long as they can but eventually swallow their pride and tell their human that they need them their to feel safe enough to go.
Sorry if I got stuff wrong about micros. I donāt know to much about them but I really love them. I hope someone other than me enjoys these. Also, if you use these to write a story, please send me a link to it! Iād love to read it.
I've been thinking about student wizards lately because both college and wizarding provide a lot of good material.
Let's say there's a particularly brutal final exam, it takes hours, you've got to memorize a ton and execute it all perfectly, and there is zero room for error. But a rumor is going around that last year somebody got an extra day to study because they peed themself in the middle of the test. No one knows for sure if that'll work again, but some students are just desperate enough to try.
The thing is, it has to be a genuine accident. The student from the rumor got that delay because they were already halfway through and doing well, and it was obvious they were overworked to the point of not being able to take a bathroom break. So the students who think they can pass with just one more day deliberately load up on water and tea, don't let themselves go in the morning, do everything they can to overwhelm their bladders before the test.
Some don't even make it that far. At least one overshot, drank too much the night before and didn't pee in the morning, so they're squirming and desperate through breakfast, and end up losing control in the first exam of the day, one they were already prepared for. They attempt to reload for the later exam but it's not enough. They're uncomfortably full, but don't wet again.
Another loses it between classrooms; rushing to the next test their bag bounced against their bladder and it was too much, and doesn't have time to clean up or change. Everyone knows what they were doing, but they still don't want to get near the student who reeks of piss.
Another one makes the mistake of relaxing slightly in the doorway of the last exam's classroom, and before they know it they're completely flooding themselves and leaving a huge puddle that everyone has to hike up their robes and walk through until the teacher arrives and uses magic to clean it up.
Finally the test begins and there's a handful left with achingly full bladders and a whole day of holding behind them. A couple are just too strong. Despite needing to go badly, they don't lose control, and end up finishing the test as best they can. They make a mad dash for the bathroom the second the test is finished and take the longest most relieving pisses of their lives.
One, getting close to the end and knowing they're going to fail, pees themself deliberately. They are ignored by the teacher who merely prompts them to continue.
Only two students accidentally wet themselves during the test. One, already nervous, begins to leak as soon as they start, and barely gets partway through the beginning before the leak becomes a torrent. They are sent off to get cleaned and changed, but have to finish the test as soon as they're done instead of getting an extra day.
The last one has been holding all day, including the lunch break, because they took that time to study. They did hear the rumor, and it definitely factored into their decision not to go, but they're also fairly confident they can pass. It doesn't matter in the end, because they're close to finishing (with a hand jammed in their crotch to help hold) when the small leaks that began when they saw the other student wet turn into large ones, and they stumble over their recitation as piss drips down their legs, and finally whimper and stop as they wet helplessly, drenching their robes where they were clutching themselves and leaving an absolutely massive puddle. Only that student, because they were doing so well before, is allowed to retry in the morning.
The next year more students try, and this time no one gets a delay. By the third year the teacher is now forcing all test-takers to wear diapers, just to eliminate that distraction.
A thief steals a magic belt of invisibility from a treasury, and promptly puts it on to get around the security measures on the way out. Getting in was so difficult that it took longer than expected, and they already need to pee, but they are sure they can ignore it to escape.
Unfortunately they were in such a hurry that they didn't realize the belt has its own anti-theft measures for while it's being worn; namely the fact that it can't be removed without the code word written on the inside of the buckle. And once it's on the buckle can't be flipped around to look at.
The thief badly needs to pee when they get out of the treasury, to the point they decide to hide in an alley and do it there. That's when they discover the belt isn't coming off. They can toggle the invisibility, but not remove it.
The treasury's alarm is going off and they don't have time to continue struggling, so they put off peeing for now (though they really don't want to) and head to a sketchy bar to talk to other thieves and figure out if anyone knows what the deal is.
It takes some asking around (the thief growing more and more desperate as they do) but eventually they find out all the magical items from a particular wizard have that property.
It's been hours and it's so hard to hold now that the thief can't hide their struggle. The bartender is used to drunks and declares that they can't stay if they're going to piss their pants, embarrassing them in front of the whole bar. Someone who they'd been talking to takes pity, however, and suggests they just cut their belt loops, allowing the pants to come off without the belt.
It's a great idea and the thief rushes to the bathroom as fast as they can manage, but they need to go so bad their hands are shaking and they can't hold a knife well, and the sight of a toilet right in front of them is too much, and the thief wets themself all over the bathroom floor.
At least they can turn invisible for the damp walk home.
(I started out making this list for a rp, but then another rp needed basically the same list, so I decided to just make a post on it. Feel free to use this in your own rps, stories, m!as, etc, but please do not take credit for the ideas because they are all mine unless stated otherwise. Iāll add onto this when I think of things.)
Making own bladder contents go into someone elseās bladder (or, the reverse and having someone elseās bladder contents go into their own) (Submitted to me by anon)
Making other person unable to go except when their bladder is completely full, and even then, they can only go enough so they donāt hurt themselves.
Making other person only able to go for a certain amount of time, and having to wait a certain amount of time before going again (Ex: Person can pee for five seconds, and then has to wait an hour before being able to pee for another five seconds)
Making all liquids just go directly into their bladder.
Making someone crave liquids and even while theyāre bursting, they just want to drink.
Making them not able to feel how full their bladder is and/or making them forget about needing to go.
Locking doors/rearranging rooms to keep them from the bathroom.
Making them feel like they need to go when they donāt, so no one believes them when they really do have to go.
Making them physically unable to go unless they are given permission.
Making them stop in the middle of their stream or not be able to empty completely, so it always feels like they need to go.
Making them only able to go in certain places (or making them not able to go in certain places, like the toilet)
Making only a certain person (magic user) able to undo the button on their pants so they can go, or making it so they canāt get pants off when theyāre desperate.
1. In the earliest drafts, Nadia was a male naga, but I thought that was going too far into weirdness. Iām definitely going to do a post about nagas eventually.
2. I debated whether Cadenās privy should be proper minotaur height, but if Nadia had to climb up onto it she would have soaked her pants so much that it hardly mattered. I wanted one accidental wetting and one (mostly) in a toilet.
I've been thinking about this one for a while. Probably shouldn't have written it at work though.
Female human thief, male minotaur.
Nadia was prepared to admit breaking into the labyrinth was a bad idea. She'd planned for it as best she could, scoped out as much of the layout as possible over the walls, and gotten an early start with the hope that the guardian wouldn't be a morning person.
That, at least, was probably true. The minotaur standing before her had sleep-tousled hair and visibly stifled a yawn as she watched, frozen in terror. When he'd first charged around the corner she'd actually felt her bladder spasm, and she clamped her knees together, some part of her mind working to maintain her dignity even as her life was in danger.
Nadia was practical. She knew when she was overpowered, and she knew when it wasn't worth fighting. One lousy labyrinth's treasure wasn't worth her life.
"Please," Nadia said quietly, "I'll never come back, I swear. I'll spread the word that the labyrinth is unsolvable."
The minotaur snorted. "You think you're the first one to beg?"
"No, I know I'm not, but please... I was dumb, I won't do something like this again."
The minotaur leveled his sword at her. It was short, the better to fight in close quarters, and in his huge hands it looked like a butcher knife.
Nadia squeezed her eyes shut, feeling pee dribble into her smallclothes.
"Take off your belt."
"What?" Nadia opened her eyes, fear of a different kind putting her on alert. Even if she wasn't on the petite side, the minotaur was twice the size of a human. If he wanted her to exchange sexual favors for her freedom, she might not survive anyway.
"Your weapons," the minotaur clarified, rolling his eyes. "Hand them over, and I'll escort you out."
"Oh!" Quickly, Nadia unbuckled the belt holding her throwing knives and lockpicks. There were additional picks hidden in her boots, but those weren't weapons, and she had no intention of trying to subdue the minotaur when he was already showing her mercy. She might be dumb, but she wasn't suicidal.
Getting rid of the belt had the added bonus of taking some strain off her bladder. She'd been lost for a couple hours since dawn, and being so small meant she couldn't hold much before she needed to pee.
Still, if the minotaur hadn't shaken her so badly she could have held it for another hour or so. Now... hopefully the exit wasn't far.
The minotaur slung Nadia's belt over his shoulder, tucked his sword back into its sheath along his back, and jerked his head for her to follow. Nadia allowed herself a sigh. Today hadn't gone according to plan, but it could have been worse. Much worse.
Trudging through the labyrinth was less stressful with someone who knew the way, even someone who'd threatened her life. Nadia could enjoy the scenery, the changing architecture as they passed from one section to another, the way the minotaur calmly bypasses traps and certain passages. For such a large being he was very light on his feet. He wore soft covers over his hooves to muffle his footsteps, but nothing else on his legs, so Nadia could see the thick muscles under his fur. She wasn't sure, but it didn't look like he was wearing anything under his tunic either. If she were just a little shorter, or if his tail swished a little higher...
Thinking about the minotaur's butt was enough of a distraction that Nadia didn't think about peeing for quite a while. It wasn't until the sun had managed to peek above the treetops and all the morning fog had finally burned off, that the ache from Nadia's bladder became too hard to ignore.
"Um." The minotaur glanced back, scowling. "How much further is it?"
He scowled even harder. His face seemed built for it. "I'm not telling you that."
"Oh. Right." Of course, the whole point of the labyrinth was not being able to escape it. Telling him she had been too busy ogling him to keep track of turns was probably pointless.
Nadia tried to tug the waistband of her trousers higher, to relieve the pressure, but it only helped for a moment.
"I don't suppose there's a privy somewhere in here, is there?"
"What do you think?"
"I guess not..."
The ache intensified for a second, and Nadia grabbed herself tightly, pressing her thighs together a twisting her whole body. She was sure she looked like a child, but thankfully the minotaur didn't look back. His tail had started to lash in annoyance.
"I really need to relieve myself," Nadia admitted, as soon as the worst of the urge passed. "What if- what if I just sort of went in the corner?" It would be embarrassing, but less so than wetting herself.
"No," the minotaur snapped. "Stop talking about it." His tail was lashing even faster, but being a jerk made him a lot less ogle-worthy.
"What do you do when you have to go?" Nadia asked, defiantly.
"I have quarters."
"Are your quarters closer than the exit?"
"I'm not taking you to my place!" He stopped walking, finally, and turned to glare at her. Nadia straightened as best she could, but kept her muscles clenched.
"Well I hope the exit is close," Nadia grumbled. "Because I can't hold it much longer. If I can't relieve myself soon it's going to end up on your precious labyrinth floor, one way or another." She hadn't wanted to admit that, but it was true. She'd put it off too long already, and her body was tired of the strain. The idea of letting go in her trousers was looking better and better.
"Fine," the minotaur said, his voice tight. "We'll make a stop." When he turned away, Nadia thought she saw him clutch the front of his tunic, but it may have just been the way he was moving his arm.
They kept walking, slower, Nadia keeping well away from the minotaur's frantic tail. After a few minutes it went from whooshing around to twisting itself in knots, but Nadia still didn't fancy the idea of getting smacked with it. In her current state, any shock would probably destroy the control she had over her bladder.
When the minotaur said they were making a stop, Nadia thought it wouldn't be more than five minutes. But they kept walking, and walking, and every step jostled the liquid inside her until she felt like a wine cask. A leaking wine cask.
It seemed like hours but was probably only half of one before Nadia had another spasm, this one stronger, and she couldn't stop the piss flooding her trousers for several seconds. She clenched everything she had, pressed her groin with both hands, wriggled and danced around until it stopped. The damage was done, there was definitely a wet spot on her pants, and the minotaur had stopped and was watching her with something anxious on his face.
"Come on," he said, "we're almost there." Quietly, he added, "You can hold it."
"I don't think I can," Nadia groaned. She was having to squeeze her muscles shut, and she knew even that would only last for so long.
"We're almost there," he repeated.
Even slower now, each step torture, only her hands and her clenched urethra holding back the ocean of piss distending her abdomen, Nadia followed. Thankfully, this time the minotaur was telling the truth, and it was only one corner before he was pushing stones in a pattern Nadia couldn't have paid attention to if she wanted to, and the wall swung open.
Inside was a small room, unmade bed, a handful of identical tunics hanging up, a little cooking area. Nadia only took in a glance before another spasm hit her, as she gasped, doubling over with pain and need. She nearly gave in, nearly let her body do what it so desperately needed to do, but the thought that she was a few seconds away from relief was enough motivation to hold on.
"Just wait," the minotaur said, heading for a door in the corner that was only barely big enough for him. "You can go after me."
"What?" Nadia exclaimed. To her horror, her bladder was spasming again already. All the motivation in the world wasn't enough to keep her piss inside her much longer. "Please, let me go first."
Through clenched teeth, the minotaur said, "I haven't gone at all today. I had to chase after you the second I woke up!"
"Please," begging had worked before, "I can't hold it any more, I really can't!"
She couldn't. The next spasm was the last straw, and Nadia's bladder gave out completely, hot urine gushing from her. She tried to stop, tried to physically hold it back, but her body wasn't obeying her commands.
"Hurry, don't piss on my floor!" the minotaur exclaimed, and Nadia managed to cross the room even while peeing full force. Her trousers were thick, and tucked into her boots, so it didn't seem like any of it had gotten that far.
As soon as she saw the privy she yanked down her trousers and smallclothes at once, not bothering to try and shut the door, and collapsed onto the seat.
Nadia didn't stifle her moans of relief. And relief was the right word. It felt like all the suffering was leaving her body, all the pain and fear and frustration. She could feel her bladder deflating and her whole body relaxing, like a giant sigh.
It went on for a long time, longer than she could ever recall peeing before. Even after the stream tapered off, she managed to force a couple more spurts out, until she was sure her poor abused bladder was completely empty.
Only then did she survey the damage. It was pretty bad; her smallclothes were drenched, her trousers soaked from crotch to knee, and one rivulet going all the way down her leg into her boot. It was probably too much to ask the minotaur if she could wash her clothes before leaving. She could hear running water through the door, which had swung shut. Maybe he'd be merciful, since he'd been holding it too.
And still was, Nadia remembered suddenly. She pulled her trousers on despite the dampness, and pushed open the door.
It wasn't running water she'd heard. The minotaur was standing next to the door, legs spread, peeing on the floor. It seemed like Nadia had been right about what he wasn't wearing under his tunic, because the stream was unimpeded, thick and strong, flowing directly from the source. His hand was braced against the wall and his knees looked weak, and his face was slack in an expression of helpless ecstasy.
As Nadia watched he gave a shuddering moan. The puddle on the floor was already huge, and he didn't seem to be nearly done yet. That was the whole previous night, and anything he might have drunk before rushing out the door to catch the intruder (Nadia).
She didn't think this was intentional. The front of his tunic was crumpled and stained yellow, as if he'd tried to hold himself. And the fur on his thighs was glossy and wet, perhaps from where he'd been futily squeezing his legs together. While Nadia had been getting her relief, the minotaur had been struggling and dancing just like she had before.
She felt bad, but not bad enough to tell him the privy was free now. If he'd allowed her to go in the corner, they could have both avoided laundry. And, gods, he was still peeing. Sure he was bigger than Nadia, but how much could he hold?
The minotaur reached under his tunic and grasped his dick, rubbing it as he pissed. It must have been aching from holding literally all day. And Nadia had been right about the size too, although with enough lubrication and stretching, maybe...
"Enjoying yourself?" the minotaur grunted. He didn't stop, either peeing or rubbing himself. "I saw yours through the doorway. 'S only fair."
Nadia blushed. "I didn't mean to stare. I- I'm sorry you couldn't hold it."
"I really couldn't." He groaned again. His stream was slowing down, sputtering, but not stopped yet. "Gods that feels good."
"You can hold a lot."
"I didn't go before bed last night. I was tired, I didn't think of it." He tugged himself a few more times, but finally he seemed to be empty.
It took two wide steps before he was out of the puddle. His hoof covers left wet circular prints on the floor.
"I've got to clean this up, it'll warp the wood."
"Let me help," Nadia said. "It's partly my fault."
"You don't need to. You can wash your clothes while I'm doing this."
"Let me anyway." Nadia spotted a bucket in the kitchen and headed for it. "Do you live here all alone?"
The minotaur watched her, amusement in his eyes. "That's kind of the idea."
"So how often do you get to talk to someone you're not threatening to kill?"
"I threatened you too."
"Yeah, but now we've both peed ourselves in your quarters. So we're square." She glanced around. "Where's a mop?"
For the first time, the minotaur smiled. "For a thief, you're awfully giving."
"For a labyrinth keeper, you're awfully merciful."
"Cleaning up bodies is a pain." He reached around her, long arms opening a cupboard full of supplies. "Speaking of clean, take off your trousers."
Nadia raised her eyebrows.
"You'll get a rash running around in wet clothes!" He was blushing. Nadia grinned. "I wasn't- You couldn't handle me anyway, you're a human."
"There's ways around all that," she said cheerfully. "Maybe I'll show you. If you play your cards right."
The minotaur could only sputter in embarrassment for a moment. "I don't even know your name."
"It's Nadia."
"I'm Caden."
"Nice to meet you, Caden." She reached down to unfasten her trousers. "Do you want me to just wait around with no bottoms on, or can I borrow something?" Wordlessly, Caden handed her one of his clean tunics.
Nadia'd never thought she could defeat a minotaur by flirting, but today had been full of unexpected developments. If this went well, she'd have a much better story to tell in the pub anyway. The Time I Made A Minotaur Pee Himself And Then Fucked Him. That'd be worth a few drinks from the crowd for sure.
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