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Rival OCs
-Sword and Shield Gym Leaders I created, whom are rivals and will be omorashi victims-
*Includes Info About Omorashi Related Things*
Name: Oliver Bailey
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Bland looks in all honesty. He wears a grey sweater and white shorts around, brown boots, and a necklace. His eyes are a pale blue, and he is very freckled. He is pale and has a light-lavender hair color.
Gym Type: Normal! He wants to prove that normal types are strong. His main partner is a Dubwool.
Personality: Quiet and hot-headed. It may not look like it, but this skinny dude and pack a real punch. He is described as very passionate. Oliver gets riled up easily, contributing to his hot-headed attributes.
Bladder Size: Medium
Ability to hold: Great, he’s better at this than his rival, Neo.
Omorashi Kink?: He would never admit it, but yes. He more or less likes his s/o to wet themselves in his lap.
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Name: Neo Bradly
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Dirty brown hair, pale brown eyes, tan skin. He wears a tank-top under his red hoodie, jorts (jean-shorts), and tennis shoes rather than boots. His looks are described by his fans as- casual. He doesn’t seem to care what he wears.
Gym Type: Fighting, his main partner is a Hitmonlee!
Personality: Rather confident and stuck up. He teases his rival for choosing normal type Pokemon on a daily basis, this is why Oliver has punched him before.
Bladder Size: Large
Ability to hold: Poor
Omorashi Kink?: Similar to Oliver, but prefers wetting himself than watching others do so.
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Allister “Cemetery Trouble”
All characters are portrayed as 18+
Omorashi.
Allister spends too much time in a cemetery.
Allister moved away from the grave he was inspecting, trying to ignore the pang in his bladder, for he had drank a good amount of soda before reaching the cemetery. As he walked along the row of graves he felt at ease in the damp, quiet, cemetery. No people around, and most of the ghost type Pokemon were not out during the day.
Getting his Rotom phone from his pocket he checked the time, only 3:30. Not bad, if he left in five minutes or so he could be back in Stow-On-Side in around forty minutes.
Looking at the names written on some of the tombstones, Allister let out a quiet sigh. Strangely, he felt at home in the cemetery. Maybe it was because it was silent, and deserted, or maybe it’s because it hosted his favorite type of Pokemon-
-A sudden pang in his bladder made him double over a little in surprise. A quiet swear left his lips. Allister knew he would probably not make back to Stow-On-Side, so he would have to find somewhere else to go. He bit his lip nervously, he couldn’t relieve himself in a cemetery- that’s disrespectful! He had to at least get out of the cemetery.
Turning back around and standing up, he adjusted his mask and walked back down the row and towards the gate to the cemetery. The tall-reaching gate seemed to taunt him as he grew more desperate. He managed to get through the gate and begin walking off down the trail, now holding one hand to his crotch for safety precautions.
Allister began to hum to distract himself from his full bladder, and it began to pay off. That is, until he was hit with a wave of desperation, causing him to double-over again.
“Gah-”
Allister felt himself leak, at least dampening his shorts.
“Damn it,” he grunted quietly, shaking as he gathered himself enough to stand up straight.
Both hands were holding himself now as he walked slowly down the trail again. As the next wave of desperation hit he knew he wouldn’t make it. So, giving in to his body’s needs, he let go.
A gasp left his lips as the rivers of piss quickly soaked his shorts and began to run down his thighs. Allister sighed in both relief and satisfaction. He shook for a minute as the piss ran down the remainder of his legs and soaked into his socks and shoes, and the ground below.
As he finished he took a step forward, drops of urine falling of his legs and shorts as he did.
He would hopefully be dry by the time he reached Stow-On-Side, but he knew he’d reek of piss, so it would be best to hurry so he could get cleaned up.
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