Piss Kinksters Against Capitalism!

</style> <img src=https://i.imgur.com/BCSGlLX.png> (enchant:?passage,(b4r:"solid")+(b4r-colour:yellow)) (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow) [[Play Game]] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[[Cws/Tws]] <div>

<div> <div> (align:"<==>")+(box:"X")[(align:"==>")+(box:"=XX=")[When did I first develop my (colour:yellow) [[piss fetish?]] ]]

<div> FurFag1999: It puts me in that kind of hazy mindset when all you know about sex is that its something to do with downstairs, and that something comes out of you, so at least for me I assumed pee was involved somehow lol PissPanther: I guess for ppl into diapers its probably a similar thing. A feeling of wanting to go back to when you could feel this big feeling inside you, but were unable to express it or even name it, but this time you know what’s going on and you’re in control. PissPanther:I think that for me so many of my early experiences with sexuality felt so wrong and at odds with the way I wantedmy body to be, so getting to remember that time on my terms is a way to rewrite history. (text-colour:white)[PissPanther: Which is also why my biggest fantasy is probably [[getting to control someone else’s bladder.]] ] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> <div> (align:"==>")[Was it something I developed, or was it something I (colour:yellow) [[discovered?]] ]

<div> <div> <div> <div> Something that was always inside of me, waiting to be (colour:yellow)+(text-style:"buoy")[[released?]]

(enchant:?passage,(b4r:"solid")+(b4r-colour:yellow)) (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Genital nudity] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Child mistreatment - mentioned and offscreen] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Religious imagery] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Abusive relationships - mentioned and offscreen] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[F slur - reclaimed usage only] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[''Fetish Specific''] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Bladder Holding] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Urinating in front of someone] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[Urinating on someone] (align:"=><=")+(colour:yellow)[ [[Play Game]] ] <div>

</style> <img src=https://i.imgur.com/3wjQzNQ.png> (align:"=><=")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===") [THE CHARACTERS PissPanther FurFag1999 THE CAST PissPanther - Zack Fairbairn FurFag1999 - Peter Smith Directed by Google Meat Lighting by Shitty Webcams Everywhere (bg:black)[Costumes by 20-Something Faggot Fashion Sense] (bg:black)[ [[Watch Play]] ]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[''Scene I'' //The stage we perform on is the screen. The body is transformed into light and pixels, displayed across a monitor, flesh becomes intangible. It must be manipulated to continue the performance that has already started. FurFag1999 joins the call first. The interior of a bathroom, white tiles and a silver shower head. The webcam makes each glint of white light on the metal and porcelain glow. His face is lit by the bathroom window, which is made of textured glass that censors the body of whoever is showering like the pixelated censor bars used to cover up nudity in monetised videos. He is wearing an oversized plain white t-shirt that is beginning to turn grey from age. He is wearing it because he doesn’t mind getting pee on it. He is perched on the enamel bathtub, outside the rectangle frame of his camera, his tail bobs from side to side. (bg:black)[PissPanther joins the call within a second of their scheduled time. He is a purple circle with a white Z.] // (bg:black)[ [[FurFag1999: Hey, how are you doing?]] ]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[FurFag1999: Yeah I think that makes sense to be nervous about. I think that once we get into it and you see me enjoying myself you’ll loosen up though. I think that a lot of people who’re into sadism and stuff have these kind of conflicting feelings about it, but everything will be fine. PissPanther: Yeah. FurFag1999: If either of us get uncomfortable we can just end the scene. PissPanther: Yeah. PissPanther: Did you prepare the stuff I told you to? FurFag1999: Oh yeees! I’ve got two bottles of water and a nice cup of tea cooling! //He picks up a water bottle and presents it with a grin. He looks like he could be in an advert.// PissPanther: Tea is actually a diuretic so you can have that second. FurFag1999: Okay, do you want me to start drinking? PissPanther: Not yet. Are you wearing what I told you? (bg:black)[FurFag1999 stands up. Parts of his body that were cut off enter the frame. PissPanther gets to see his long, spotted tail as it winds round his legs for the first time. He is wearing black denim shorts that accentuate his lean, powerful legs, and a brown belt with a gold buckle. He wiggles his hips as he pulls up his shorts, making his tail bounce and sway. ] (bg:black)[ [[FurFag1999: I sure am!]] ]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//He already drank so he doesn’t need to drink as much as FurFag1999 to need to urinate. // PissPanther: Do you feel nice and full? FurFag1999: Yeah. PissPanther: //( Sing-song tone )// But I bet you’re still thirsty~ FurFag1999: Yes… PissPanther: Are you gonna be a good boy and drink all your tea? FurFag1999: Yes! PissPanther: Are you going to start purring soon? FurFag1999: Maybe. . . PissPanther: Are you going to have a sip of tea? FurFag1999: Yes. //He takes his mug of tea and sips the warm liquid. After the cold water it feels hot in his mouth, the same temperature as piping hot urine right after it leaves a person’s body. // PissPanther: There’s a good boy! Now are you going to have another one? //FurFag1999 raises the mug to his mouth and drinks more. // PissPanther: Now take a nice big gulp for me. //He obeys.// PissPanther: Do you want to take a break? FurFag1999: I can keep going. (bg:black)[PissPanther: Want to see if you can finish the whole thing? FurFag1999: I bet I can //[[He drinks the rest of the tea. PissPanther watches him with a smile.]]//] ]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//He drinks the rest of the tea. PissPanther watches him with a smile. // PissPanther: How are you feeling? FurFag1999 places his paws on his abdomen and massages it with a groan. FurFag1999: I feel all full and sloshy. Like I drank too much and now my body feels weird. PissPanther: Do you feel nauseous? FurFag1999: No. I feel kind of dizzy in a good way. //PissPanther stares at him through the portal of his computer screen. FurFag1999’s body looks vulnerable in the data stream, his movements are sometimes delayed when the connection becomes spotty, his facial expressions flicker from neutral to the beginnings of desperation, and back again, like a candle. Constantly flickering and unstable, like a mirage of something real. // PissPanther: Wow. //He inhales sharply.// PissPanther: Well done, but don’t forget: You’ll need to finish that third bottle before you’re allowed to pee. FurFag1999: I know. PissPanther: Are you excited to be able to pee? (bg:black)[PissPanther: All that hot pressure inside of you? PissPanther: Your bladder inflating like a balloon and pressing against you from inside? PissPanther: [[Are you excited to feel filled?]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[FurFag1999: Yes. PissPanther: What are you going to do when you start feeling yourself needing to pee? FurFag1999: //( Faintly ) //I have to tell you. PissPanther: //( Speaking slowly, as if he’s afraid of stuttering )// Because good boys say when they need to pee, right? And good boys don’t pee unless they have permission? FurFag1999: Yes. PissPanther: Do you want to be a good boy? FurFag1999: I want to be a good boy. I’ll only pee when you tell me to. (bg:black)[PissPanther: I’m not going to call you a good boy again until you do.] (bg:black)[FurFag1999: Yes sir.] (bg:black)[//PissPanther’s ears prick up involuntarily before he can keep them stationary. [[His tail flicks against the floor and he looks away from the camera for a moment.]] //]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[FurFag1999: //( Seductively )// Oh so you like that? PissPanther: Maybe a little. . . //( Changes tone of voice to sound less vulnerable )// Do you feel like you need to go yet? FurFag1999: I’m starting to feel it. PissPanther: How bad do you need it? FurFag1999: I can feel my bladder starting to get full. I can keep holding for a bit more, but I know that soon it’ll get intense. PissPanther: I have some little tasks for you to do. FurFag1999: Oh really? PissPanther: You should tighten your belt. (bg:black)[//FurFag1999 stands up again and makes a show of undoing his belt buckle and winding the brown leather through his belt loops. [[He winds it tighter, cinching his waist.]] He lets out a small yelp as he pulls the belt even tighter and clamps the buckle down, sealing the belt shut around his swelling bladder. //]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[''Scene II'' //The Hallway Outside There are various art prints decorating the walls, one of them is a print of an abstract painting of multiple colours bleeding into one another, lines fading across lines. Right now that is how the inside of FurFag1999’s body feels, like multiple desires and feelings crossing over one another. There is him as the person he is normally - professional and friendly, the person he is performing that he is - confident and easily submissive, but there is also this intense desire building inside him as he walks around his flat to try and detangle himself. (bg:black)[He steps outside the interior onto the stage. There is no audience but there does not need to be. If a tree falls in a forest does it make a sound? If he stands here alone in his living room, feeling the piss pool in his bladder and threaten to drown him in desire, turn him into someone needy and desperate and dependent, someone who can easily be hurt, [[is he still perceived?]] ]//]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//There are no security cameras watching him, no webcam that he has trained on himself, there is just the camera in his mind that captures and scrutinises his every move.// //There are round balls of various fruits on the living room table, which is flanked by black leather landlord sofas. The wall has a large crack in the plaster through which he can see the exposed, rough wall.// [[Nothing that he looks at feels completely real.]] ]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//The need to urinate is like a yellow curtain that envelops him. It turns him inside out as something so deeply internal becomes all he can think about, all that he is. But even as he puts his paws on the table and leans forward, desperate for release, the desire remains private. No one can watch him inside. The feeling can be observed but his desire is safe from prying eyes, from being perceived. It is sealed away inside his body, where nobody can take it away from him. [[He holds and protects himself.]]//]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[''Scene III'' //The interior of a bathroom, white tiles and a silver shower head. The webcam makes each glint of white light on the metal and porcelain glow. He sits on the enamel bathtub and waits for the one who will set him free. // //Enter PissPanther. There is no more purple circle, the icon he joins under is his own face.// PissPanther: // ( Softly ) //How do you feel? FurFag1999: Like I need to piss pretty badly. PissPanther: Aw, how sad! PissPanther: Describe it. //FurFag1999 leans over, cradling his abdomen in his paws. // (bg:black)[FurFag1999: I feel hot inside, and like I can’t think straight. It’s taking so much mental control to focus on not pissing myself right now. It’s so much worse. [[It’s even harder to hold it because there’s this pressure on my bladder.]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: //( With unexpected confidence )// Do you think you could take even more pressure? FurFag1999: T-There’s not much more that I can take. PissPanther: Do you think you could survive leaning your bladder against the sink? FurFag1999: I’ll try. //He stands and goes to the bathroom sink. His legs feel wobbly and his brain is foggy. He carefully places his abdomen against the cold, hard enamel of the sink. He can feel the coldness seep into him through his thin t shirt as he pushes against it. The sink is at just the right height to really torture him. // FurFag1999: Oh my god- fuck! Oh oh oh! //( Jumps back )// I-I couldn’t do any more of that. jesus christ I need to go. . . (bg:black)[PissPanther: Did you leak?] (bg:black)[FurFag1999: I’ve leaked a little bit. ] (bg:black)[PissPanther: [[Can you show me. ]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//FurFag1999 undoes his belt buckle and slowly unloops his belt. It feels wonderfully freeing, like a snake that had been constricting him has finally let go. He pulls down his shorts, feeling them slide down his legs. The bathroom air is cool on his fur. // //Underneath he is wearing a white jockstrap. He can feel a definite wet spot that only threatens to get bigger.// FurFag1999: It feels so good to get that belt off. PissPanther: I can see a little stain on your panties. FurFag1999: Are you going to punish me? PissPanther: Do you want a punishment? FurFag1999: Yes sir. PissPanther: How about you finish the rest of your water and listen to me urinate? (bg:black)[FurFag1999: I’ll do anything you say. ] (bg:black)[//PissPanther turns his camera off. FurFag1999 turns the volume up eagerly. His bladder is throbbing with desperation and his thighs are tingling. He feels small and weak as he accepts his punishment, it feels as if he has been perceived for what he really is; [[Someone who needs to be taken care of. ]]//]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: I’ve been wanting to go pretty badly this whole time. When I’m feeling desperate I like to let it out slowly in small spurts. //PissPanther lets out a small trickle of pee and then stops himself. Slowly urinating like this feels incredible - the sensation of release, and then the sweet pain of stopping himself. It thrums through his body like a song. The feeling is familiar, some of his earliest experiences with sexual pleasure happened this way. For a long time, before he got on HRT and finally started developing the way he was supposed to, peeing like this was the only way he could connect sexually to him body. The only time him and his body felt at peace. (bg:black)[The webcam is a pinprick in what has always been a private experience. Getting to pee in front of someone else, someone who wants to piss but can’t until he lets him, feels good in a way he hadn’t imagined. He pees again, letting out more this time. [[A tiny groan escapes his mouth.]]]//]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//The webcam is a pinprick in what has always been a private experience. Getting to pee in front of someone else, someone who wants to piss but can’t until he lets him, feels good in a way he hadn’t imagined. He pees again, letting out more this time. A tiny groan escapes his mouth. His trickles becomes a stream as he releases his bladder completely. The urine flows out of his body hot and right. It feels good, so, so good. // //It’s over quickly, he pulls his boxers back up and turns on his camera. // PissPanther: //( Visibly flustered )// H-How was it? FurFag1999: I leaked a bit again. (bg:black)[PissPanther: That’s okay. I think you’ve been a good boy and you’ve earned a chance to pee. Get in the shower like I told you. ] (bg:black)[FurFag1999: [[Yes sir.]]] ]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//FurFag1999 excitedly thumps his tails against the floor and quickly climbs into the bathtub. He leaves the camera on as he pulls his jockstrap to the side. By this point his bladder is fit to burst. // PissPanther: I’m going to count down to zero now. Once I’m finished counting, you can pee. But not before then, got it? (bg:black)[FurFag1999: Got it. ] (bg:black)[PissPanther: [[10]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: 9 (click-replace: "PissPanther: 9")[PissPanther: 8] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 8")[PissPanther: 7] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 7")[PissPanther: 6] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 6")[PissPanther: 5] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 5")[PissPanther: 4] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 4")[PissPanther: 3] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 3")[PissPanther: 2] (click-replace: "PissPanther: 2")[ //FurFag1999 shivers with anticipation as he waits for the final number. He’s starting to whine and wants to jump up and down in the bathtub to make holding his bladder easier.// [[It hurts and the pain is the only thing that matters right now.]]]]

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<div> FurFag1999: Hey1 :o] PissPanther: Hi! PissPanther: How are you? I had a really good time on call. FurFag1999: I had so much fun, it was a really good time. I was really nervous but I got super into it like u said I would. FurFag1999: I felt really relaxed and free after. It felt really nice to express this stuff with someone. PissPanther: Yeah :] <3 FurFag1999: Would you like to meet up in person? PissPanther: That would be nice. Where do u wanna meet? FurFag1999: There’s a fetish night on Saturday I'm going to :3 (text-colour:white)[ [[PissPanther: Sounds good!]] ] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> FurFag1999: So having someone force you to stay in that mindspace as long as possible must be really awesome. PissPanther: Yes!! I think for me the bladder control stuff goes all the way back to being in school. I think it’s fucked up to make kids go to the toilet on their break bc they get basically no free time when they’re in school and can decide what they want to do PissPanther: so making a kid give up some of that to deal with something their body can’t control is just fucked up. <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> PissPanther: It’s honestly so messed up that that rule exists. I mean, it’s essentially creating a situation where some poor kid is going to pee in class. (text-colour:white)[FurFag1999: I get teachers being worried abt kids bunking off [[by going to the toilet when they don’t need it.]]] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> PissPanther: But like… kids don’t pay attention in class all the time, if their heart isn’t in it then they’re not learning anyway. Plusif they’re worried about that then its such a bad way to fix behaviour issues. If a kid is bunking off then they probably need help. FurFag1999: No fr. <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> PissPanther: It feels like the real reason it happens is that we’re taught from childhood that we don’t have control over when we can go to prepare us for what its like at work. (text-colour:white)[FurFag1999: Nooo I feel like even if its not intentional doing it to ppl since childhood means they’re going to be okay with "You can only pee when I say you can" as a normal thing to force onto a [[grown adult.]]] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> PissPanther: If that’s something you’re into its cool though I didn’t mean 2 be rude FurFag1999: No it's okay :o) FurFag1999: for ppl who like it the fact that its unusual is probably what’s appealing abt it PissPanther: what do you like abt piss? FurFag1999: I like being watched and watching people pee PissPanther: ESPECIALLY when its a cute boy ,';o) That's my fantasy <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> FurFag1999: hbu? (text-colour:white)[[PissPanther: to be honest my biggest kink is]] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

(bg:black)[I’m at work and I have one 5 minute break left that I’ve been saving until I really need to piss. When my bladder is swollen like this my connection to my body feels at its purest. All the anxiety I have about my genitals and what they don’t look or feel like stops mattering. I guess it’s almost a form of mindfulness. I let it get to the point where I can’t think about anything else. All the things that stress me out disappear. There’s a sweet spot between wanting to pee bad enough that its on your mind, and wanting to pee so bad it hurts when needing to pee turns me on. I can feel the hot urine inside my body pushing against me, trying to escape. My distended bladder touches on something inside of me and it feels amazing. I love it. I let myself go as far to peeing as possible and clench. Clenching down is incredible - an intense spark of pleasure mixed with pain. When I’m like this I can’t work. I can’t move properly. I can’t even think. Everything I am is in my bladder right now. I don’t put myself on break, I just get up and leave. If we’re away from the screen for a certain amount of time, we get put on break automatically, but I know that one of my coworkers will move my mouse if that happens. We cover for each other to go pee. On my way to the bathroom I run into the CEO of the company. (text-colour:yellow)[ [[“Hi! How’s it going?”]] ]]

<div> PissPanther: Yeah its crazy when you think about it PissPanther: Sorry for going on kind of a rant lol I’ve just been thinking about this a lot and how peeing is kind of tied to your social status. PissPanther: Like, children have no power so they don’t get to control this part oftheir lives, when you’re at work your boss has power over you, so they get to control that part of your body. Not being allowed to pee is a time when capitalism’s control on your body is obvious. <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> FurFag1999: which ig kind of explains why someone doing it to you consensually feels so humiliating and hot. (text-colour:white)[PissPanther: Yeah! It feeds into a power fantasy of being the kind of [[person who can pee whenever or whereever they want.]] ] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> PissPanther: Like my boss can piss whenever he wants, but I have to pee in my tiny breaks FurFag1999: You shld pee on your boss PissPanther: XD FurFag1999: The union’s terms are simple: you have to let each of us piss in your mouth and swallow it. PissPanther: Lmaooooo… not sure I’m into pee drinking but I’m sure I’ll make an exception for my lovely boss when he’s feeling a bit parched. <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> FurFag1999: He’s so thirsty (text-colour:white)[PissPanther: [[He’ll die of thirst if he doesn't drink my pee.]] I’m doing him a favour really] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> FurFag1999: You deserve a raise frankly PissPanther: Piss kinksters against capitalism! FurFag1999: Piss kinksters against capitalism! FurFag1999: I also think there’s so much gender stuff tied up in watersports. PissPanther: No absolutely. <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> FurFag1999: I like the exhibitionist side of peeing the most. I think it comes from me being a gay kid and feeling really weird and excited around the concept of urinals but not knowing why, or having the language to really talk about sexual atuff at all. (text-colour:white)[FurFag1999: Peeing in front of guys and watching guys pee kind of takes me back to that [[nostalgic time]] when I was experiencing sexuality without knowing what it was. ] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

<div> FurFag1999: Oh rlly? ‘,:o) PissPather: yeah. PissPather: I want a guy to let me tell him that he can’t piss until I say so, and I really want to torture him until he’s absolutely begging me for it. PissPather: Like, peeing in front of him to rub in his face that he’s not allowed to go. PissPather: Pressing on his bladder, making him wear a tight belt and stuff like that. FurFag1999: That sounds really hot omg. I’ve not really had any doms that were into this stuff as much as me, so I’ve never got to experience a lot of the stuff I really want with it. (text-colour:white)[FurFag1999: Do u wanna do this [[on call?]] ] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: Well I guess for one I’m not cisgender and I know that you’re supposed to disclose this to people because most people don’t read profiles properly and stuff, so, that’s on me I guess. FurFag1999: I mean, I did read your profile that said you were pre-op and that’s not a problem. I actually recently got out of a very intense and kind of toxic relationship with another cis guy so the fact that you're different from him a good thing for me. //PissPanther turns his webcam on. His eyes linger on the tiny preview showing how he looks. He is sat on the bathroom floor with his laptop balanced on the toilet. Behind him is a bathtub with a crinkly shower curtain patterned with stars. Various fur-coat shampoos are balanced on the bath tub rim, including a blue tinted shampoo specifically for maintaining black coats. He is wearing a blue tshirt and dark blue sweatpants with two white stripes going down the legs. He is lit by a harsh bathroom light that makes his black fur shimmer with each movement. // PissPanther: I’m glad you see it that way. And I dunno, I don’t think it makes someone a chaser to think trans people are sexy. Like, we literally are. FurFag1999: Ha ha! FurFag1999: //( Changes tone to sound more conversational )// Oh, my real name is Peter by the way. PissPanther: My real name is Zack. FurFag1999: Is that spelled ch or ck? PissPanther: I spell it ck but it’s short for Zachary so I guess ch would be more correct. . . (bg:black)[PissPanther: Also I’m kind of nervous about domming in this way because we’re on call. So I’m not going to be able to see a lot of body language cues and stuff like that. [[I guess I just want reassurance that you will tell me if you need to stop or take a break.]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//He can feel the bottle emptying and his brain goes with it. This rectangular frame of pixels that frames him is like a box around him. This is the space where he’s safe, where he doesn’t have to think about anything. Where all his decisions are going to be made for him.// //He finishes the bottle with a loud gasp and immediately feels self conscious that that was maybe a bit too horny a bit too soon. PissPanther watches him silently with quiet, contained power. Beyond the webcam his claws are lightly scratching on the tiled floor as if he is getting ready to pounce. // PissPanther: Okay, I’m going to have my drink now. (bg:black)[//PissPanther takes the bottle of water he’d prepared and takes a long, slow sip. Having someone watch him drinking, being completely focused on him doing something that is normally mundane but in this context is almost erotic, feels new. [[He drinks as slowly as he can, savouring both the water and the attention.]]//] ]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[FurFag1999: Oh fuck. Oh my god. PissPanther: How does it feel? FurFag1999: I can feel myself needing to pee, and I can imagine how bad it’ll feel when I really start to need it. (bg:black)[FurFag1999: I’m going to take a quick break if that’s okay.] (bg:black)[PissPanther: Sure. Come back in 15 minutes? ] (bg:black)[FurFag1999: [[Y-Yeah.]]] ]

<div> FurFag1999: Hai :o) I saw ur post abt pee and that ur in my city, what abt pee do u like? PissPanther: Hi! I’m kind of into a lot of watersports ha ha it’s hard to pick just one PissPanther: I’m not into diapers or pee drinking, but I like omorashi PissPanther: and stuff like that FurFag1999: Niceee. And I feel u abt diapers PissPanther: Yeah idk why ppl r into that ha ha</style> <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> FurFag1999: Well I’m sure its fun for them (text-colour:white) [[PissPanther: If that’s something you’re into its cool]] though I didn’t mean 2 be rude <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

(bg:black)[“It’s going pretty good!” What the fuck else am I supposed to say? “Nice nice. Hey could you let your team and other people on your floor know that you’re not supposed to take hot drinks out of the breakroom into the office?” “Yeah sure!” The CEO goes on a tirade about the importance of work safety and respecting the building. All I can think is that this could have been an email. All I can think is that I need to pee and I’m turned on and the CEO has no idea that I’m holding my pee in at work to regain my humanity. When I finally get to the bathroom my bladder is starting to hurt. I pull my underwear down and sit on the seat. I keep holding. By now I’m so desperate that my bladder feels like a hard, smooth ball. If I try to press there’s nowhere for the pee to go so it pushes back. I give myself 10 seconds. 10 seconds and I’ll go back to being a productive member of society. 10 seconds and I’ll have to wait for hours until I can do this again. 10 seconds and it’ll be over. When my time is up I urinate - it comes out fast and hot in a thick stream. Normally I try to tease myself by letting it out slowly, but my bladder hurts too bad to do that. After I’ve let everything out I feel a warm glow. My abdomen and thighs tingle with satisfaction. (text-colour:yellow)[ [[I needed this so bad.]] ]]

<div> FurFag1999: I really like bladder control and pee desperation too! PissPanther: Cool! PissPanther: What do you like about it? PissPanther: Sorry if that’s a weird question lol FurFag1999: No it’s fine dw ! :o) I’m into a lot of d/s stuff and not being allowed to pee feels suuuuuper humiliating and like I’m a guys plaything that he controls completely, and I don’t have to think about anything. PissPanther: Yeah I totally get how you feel! <img src=https://i.imgur.com/jQIUF1U.png> (text-colour:white)[FurFag1999: Especially bc when you need to pee it completely takes over your mind and its [[all u can think abt.]] ] <img src=https://i.imgur.com/B7PhBP0.png>

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: I’m okay. I’m feeling kind of nervous. //His voice is crackly and disembodied. FurFag1999 speaks to a circle that represents a person. He can be seen and observed, but the person looking at him can’t be. That purple circle is a one way mirror, a periscope into his bathroom. He feels exposed, like he has brought a stranger into his house. It’s arousing. // FurFag1999: That’s okay! I get that. What are you nervous about? PissPanther: Well I don’t know, I guess I’m kind of worried that we haven’t really discussed things properly. (bg:black)[FurFag1999: [[Oh, like what?]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: Very nice. I hope you’re ready to tighten that belt when I tell you to. FurFag1999: Can’t wait. PissPanther: Okay you can start now. //FurFag1999 hops back onto the bathtub rim and opens one of his water bottles. He thinks carefully about how his body is positioned in the camera, and tries to pose himself elegantly as he drinks. He tilts his head back, stretching his long neck, making sure that the thin trail of water dribbling down to his tshirt is visible. He hopes the microphone picks up the sounds of his desperate gulping. He pulls the bottle away from his lips with a gasp. He wipes his mouth with his paw and looks at their call to see PissPanther’s reaction. // PissPanther: Go on, you can drink more than that. (bg:black)[//He brings the bottle back to his lips and gulps down more. The coldness of the water spreads throughout his body, making it feel cool and tingly. A feeling like weightlessness spreads from his mouth to his body to his limbs, reaching all the way to his paws and the tip of his tail.// (bg:black)[[PissPanther: Come on, there’s just a tiny bit left.]]]]

(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[PissPanther: 1 (bg:black)[//FurFag1999 releases his bladder and feels the hot piss spray his legs and paws as he urinates hard. The pain he was feeling melts into sublime pleasure as he pees and pees and pees with reckless abandon. After holding it in for so long and getting teased, this release is sublime. His stream slows to a trickle and dribbles down his legs, wetting the fur on his thighs.//] //He moans loudly. He feels like he is floating, like he is suspended in a warm pool of liquid. Every part of his body feels relaxed, like the tension of holding himself back for a hundred years has vanished and been replaced with a warm, comfortable feeling. // PissPanther: Well done. FurFag1999: Did I do good? PissPanther: You did so, so good. I’m very proud of you. [[You’re a good boy.]]]

</style> <img src=https://i.imgur.com/RR6SRiV.png> The music thumps and I feel the beat in my body. It’s hard to focus on what anyone is saying, so we have to lean forwards and speak directly into each other’s ears to talk. I try my hardest to keep my voice level, like I talk about making a guy piss so hard he cums in public all the time. I don’t know what scares me more, the idea that someone will have a problem and stop us or the idea that nobody will, that this is the first space in my life where this horrible, weird part of myself I’ve never been able to express to anyone is okay. Because that means when I leave, this will all be over. (click-replace: "Because that means when I leave, this will all be over.")[When he leans over to speak in my ear his voice has the same effect on my body that a vibrator has on my tdick. I feel an electric, magnetic wave of attraction and lust painfully pulse through me. “Buy me a drink.” He drinks the first glass himself. I hold his head and pour the second one down his throat. I can feel people watching us. We’re surrounded by half naked men wearing jockstraps, masks, chains, rubber, other types of fetish outfits I didn’t even know existed. I feel their eyes linger on us and then move on. We’re not the weirdest thing you can see here tonight. [[When I leave, this will all be over.]] ]

When we dance I pull him close and turn him around. His neck when I lick it is warm, his fur damp with salty sweat. He smells like a boy and I want to run my nose all over every part of his body. I touch his abdomen right over his bladder. My boy squirms and grinds against me. “Good boy.” I don’t know if he can hear me over the music. I can barely hear myself think. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to think that when I leave, this will all be over. I drag him to the bathroom and we stand waiting for a stall to be vacated. While we’re waiting and hugging each other various guys come in and use the urinals. We listen to them pissing together, their urine splashing and dribbling into the urinal is pure agony to him. I put my hand over his bladder. I feel possessive of it. I want him to know that right here is where he belongs to me. His body is screaming at him to go and piss right now but he can’t. He isn’t allowed to. The person who decides when he urinates isn’t him, it isn’t his body, it isn’t millions of years of evolution and basic instinct. It’s me. Right now, my opinion is the most important thing in the world. “Are you jealous?” “Yes.” He admits bashfully. He’s so precious to me. I give him a kiss on the forehead. “You’ll get to pee soon. Keep holding for me.” When a stall is finally free he practically drags us inside and almost slams the door shut. He stands in front of me, facing the toilet with his back to me. I reach round and unzip his pants as slowly as possible. This is the sound he associates with finally getting to pee, his brain is probably tingling with anticipation of release right now. I want him to know that his release is something I control. If I wanted to, he’d have to hold his pee forever. I’d never let it end. When I leave, this will all be over. (click-replace: "When I leave, this will all be over.")[I reach my paws under his t-shirt to touch his soft stomach. I stroke him in circles, pulling him closer and nuzzling his shoulder. His stomach and neck are warm and soft, I can feel him squirming as I tighten my arms around him and hold him. He feels vulnerable, this almost stranger. I unsheathe my claws and trail one paw over his abdomen. I can feel the slight bulge of his hot, hard bladder and end up combing my claws through the thicker clump of fur that makes up his happy trail. He shudders. I feel his spasm all over, like it’s reverberating through me, putting me in a trance. I need more of this. More of his squirming and panting. I need to torture him. I start to nibble on his round ear and press my paw pads on the underside of his bladder. Not enough to hurt, but enough to cause some discomfort. “Does that feel okay?” He can’t even speak. He just whimpers and whines. He can’t pee yet because he can only pee when I touch his nipples, and until I do that, he has to hold it. “I wanna pee.” He cries eventually. “I-I wanna pee so bad . . .” [[“You can pee when I let you.”]] ]

I touch his nipples and he lets out a spurt of urine. I don't want him to release too much, so I take my paws away quickly. He whines as he clenches down and forcibly stops the stream. A trail of piss drips down his dick and stains his pants. “Does it feel good?” “Y-Yes sir.” “Good boy.” I reach up and touch his nipples again. He groans and pisses himself again. His stream shoots from side to side as his dick swings every time he jerks his hips while squirming. I can’t take it anymore. I bite down on his neck and start tugging at him with my teeth, I’m grinding on his ass as hard as I can, I feel so hot down there that it’s like tdick is about to explode. When I take his nipples between my thumbs and fingers to pull on them, slow and painful, the strangled, terrified moan he releases makes me feel sublime. Like I’m floating within my body and I’ve transcended gender, but also gone so deep into my flesh that we’re just horny meat going at it like raw, unevolved animals. I don’t have to think about anything else other than him peeing. (click-replace: "I don’t have to think about anything else other than him peeing.")[His stream slows to a trickle, golden beads drip from him onto the seat, leaving behind yellow spots on the white enamel. When he’s finished he wraps his arms over mine and we hold each other. I hug him as tightly as I can, as if he’s going to slip away. He shuffles round to face me and puts his head on my shoulder. His dick is still out and I can feel it against me, but it’s not exactly sexual. Which is to say it is sexual, but it’s sexual the way it was for everyone else in the bar to watch me pour alcohol down his throat. It was a way to say this is the most intimate and shameful part of my sexuality, and I’m showing it to you. I want him to kiss me. I want him to kiss me so bad. I want him to kiss me and kiss me and kiss me over and over again. I decide to go for it. I put my paw on the back of his head and turn him to face me. I feel so nervous. I feel more nervous trying to kiss this guy than I did holding his dick while he peed and moaned. Is this what gay dating is like? He pulls away from me and grins. [[“We can’t kiss until you pee in front of me too.”]] ]

I said that my greatest fantasy was to control another guy’s bladder and that’s true. But there is also a tiny part of me that wants to be controlled by someone who cares about me. Like maybe I don’t have to try so hard all the time and I don’t have to be so tough, and I can be a squirming, crying little piss baby if I want. That I can roll around begging to pee, holding it so hard that I can’t take it anymore and I’m losing my mind, because the person controlling me knows what’s best for me. Instead of me being the one facilitating their pleasure, they’re the one facilitating mine and making space for me. They want me to pee, but first I have to earn it. I straddle him and he strokes his paws down my back to rest them on my hips. I don’t want to make eye contact I always thought that when I finally got to be sexual with a guy it would be because I was able to be normal and like everyone else, even though that’s not what I really wanted. I didn’t really feel like I could have something like this and still be me. My cunt is wet and open, I can feel beads of pee beginning to leak out of me. It’s impossible to hold it in this position with my legs parted. I try to hold back but more piss spurts out. I can feel the heat on my thighs, my face burns. He puts his arms around me, urging me to keep going, coaxing more piss out of my body. I let out a strangled, desperate moan and cling onto him as I let go. I can’t hold it in anymore. I grab the back of his head and crush our mouth together as I release. Hot piss gushes out of me, spraying both our legs with stray, boiling droplets as we make out. He pulls me closer and I feel his dick against me. He groans into my mouth as I urinate on his penis. A few final drops slide out of me, but I’m finished. Our kiss turns soft and gentle. He traces his tongue over my muzzle, going lower and lower until he can put his fangs around my neck and nibble me carefully. He nips me and it’s a sweet, loving pain that reminds me of the pain of holding your bladder for too long. It’s over. (click-replace: "It’s over.")[ [[It’s over and he’s still here.]] ]

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(align:"<==")+(box:"===XXXXXXXXXXXXXX===")[//He looks up past the set at the rows of seats and recognises himself in the front row. He watches himself watching himself, he judges himself for how harshly he judges himself, for needing to walk away from intimacy, for needing to take a break from something he wanted, something he was looking forwards to.// [[For not being completely ready to try again.]]]