Archive of Our Own

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- And with that I want to present to all lovers of our industry...
The new VoxTec 223 cell phone!

Vox spoke with his business tone, hypnotizing everyone with his confident way of acting and his improved leadership.

Everyone watched in awe at the newest generation cell phone from hell, a foldable cell phone with a clean screen and the best quality cameras.

At the end of the interview recordings, everyone left talking about how they wanted one as quickly as possible, and Vox walked to his office with his assistant reviewing the lines and questions made in the interview.

Vox dismisses his assistant for the long day and continues walking calmly until he arrives at his office, opens the door and closes it calmly like any other day, As he walks the long way to his table he feels a familiar presence hovering over him.

Paralyzed by the energy of broken radio sounds, he swallows hard, feeling a shadow form behind him.

A finger then hovers over your screen, and slowly caresses the screen like a mother's caress.

The radio sounds increase making Vox have a shiver down his spine, until the loud sounds become a voice.

- Good to see you, old friend...

The way he appears as Alastor, the sound of his voice so loud due to his proximity, for some reason makes Vox's bladder warn him that he needs go.

- It's been a long time since we've seen each other, right?...

Vox takes a deep breath, he can't show weakness now...

- ...
WELLLLLLLLLL
HOW IS LIFE VOX????

Alastor said, moving away and making a voice of sarcastic and false joy.

- Urgh, thanks to you now suck.

Alastor laughs, now truly happy.

- How did you get here anyway?
I closed the doors.

- I'm a shadow, don't you remember?

- ...
Damn disgusting old man, you were in the shadows the whole time?

Alastor walks around Vox while talking about how he was more skilled and smarter than him.

- Guess who never discovered it?
That's right!
YOU!
HA! HA!

With each laugh Vox's bladder demanded more relief, how was that possible?
He didn't need to go earlier, why does he need it now????

Alastor pulls Vox with one arm, as if they had been friends for years.

- Now that we're alone, how about we really talk, uh?
Without those stupid cameras of yours chasing me?

-URGH...

Vox sighs in anger, how did they end up like this? They were so much happier in the past, they were friends, they helped each other...
Except for that time.

That damn time...

Alastor pulls Vox the rest of the way to the chair in front of the computer desk.

Vox sits down and Alastor sits on his lap like it's nothing, for Alastor it wasn't nothing, but for Vox...

Once years ago, when Vox still wore the clothes he wanted and wasn't the leader of a famous multi-million company.

He and Alastor spent the day drinking and having fun, it was such a good day...

But Vox was a little desperate for a bathroom break now, after so many drinks, who wouldn't be?

Oh yeah, Alastor, this guy is really just a common sinner?

How can someone act as if they don't have common needs?
Does he even sleep?
Vox never him even saw his taking a nap.

Anyway, it would be really weird to talk to someone as soon as you need to go to the bathroom, especially someone he's not close to, Vox is a little shy, and still doesn't feel like he's confident enough to leave his needs open for Alastor to see.

He tried to sneak out and go all night, but Alastor always pulled him away for another drink or a dance, he couldn't deny it, he had fun, but he needed to go so badly...

The bar finally closes and Vox feels like he can just say goodbye to Alastor and run to the nearest bathroom and forget about this uncomfortable feeling finally.

But Alastor drags him to walk around the city even at night, all the few demons that are still on the street run when they see the radio demon passing by there.

Vox doesn't understand, Alastor is so cool, why do people pretend like that?

He thinks, feeling that with every step he takes his closer to leak.

Alastor seems so far from that, laughing and talking about how the red landscape is glorifying, and reminds him of fresh blood, which is strange, but for some reason also very attractive...

Each of Alastor's words makes Vox tremble more, he feels his heart palpitate and his bladder jump every time his heart beats too fast.

He needs to go so much...
How is he going to explain this to this beautiful creature in front of him? How is he going to say something disgusting like that?

" Hey god of beauty who for some reason is walking with me, I need piss"

AHHHHHH
Just thinking about it makes his motherboard burn and his face turns red.

He's an idiot, how did he think he could get away with this?
He's going to get himself into so much trouble because of this...

Vox stops and has an idea, what if he says he lost something and comes back to "get" it?

He could hide in a dark alley and Alastor would never know,
That!
Perfect plan!

- Heyyyy Al, I think I dropped my cell phone on the way, I'll go get it ok?
You can wait for me here?

Alastor turns to him and calmly accepts and lets go of Vox's arm.

- Excellent! I'll be back in a second!

Vox says going back and looking for the first alley he finds, he doesn't even care if someone sees him, as long as it's not Alastor he doesn't care.

He takes a deep breath, he has to be quick, a high ranking OlverLord is waiting for him, he can't miss him.

He puts his hand on the zipper and starts to open it...

- Hey Vox, why are you in this alley, we didn't go in here during the walk!

Vox is so scared that he pulls the zipper back, but it was too late, everything is leaking out of his control, it was so cold outside, the urine has a light hot smoke when it hits the floor, while Vox's pants are soaked Vox couldn't even look to the side, knowing that Alastor is there, standing there watching this scene.

Vox falls to the floor as tears well up in his eyes
Alastor doesn't say a word, comforting or provocative.

He just stands there, watching, watching Vox have an accident like a child...
This hurts so humiliating...

Vox recalls this while listening to Alastor talk about radio, Alastor is on his lap, teasing him again, Vox knows that touching him is like signing his death warrant.

But he can't help but think about how he wants to caress him or how he wants to hold him with one arm so he doesn't fall out of the chair.

The need for Vox only increases when Alastor mentions going out drinking like old times, it's so hard not to let it out now.

Alastor is moving so much, Vox is unsure whether he will get wet first or get an erection.

Either one would result in at least half of his bones being broken for sure.

Vox leans back on the side of the chair, while holding on to him with all his strength so as not to put his hands on his crotch.

He can't even cross his legs because Alastor is there, that's so cruel...

His head is spinning, is he happy Alastor is there? Is he angry about this?
Or hes afraid?

He blushes thinking about all the possibilities, while his bladder cries for relief.

Just a few minutes for a bathroom break...
that's all he asks for.

But Alastor would mock him for it, no doubt.

Alastor then realizes that Vox hasn't uttered a single word since they "sat down".

- What that?
Have you lost the fun of talking to me?
Have you become a real businessman?.

Vox crashes, Alastor has lost his behavior, this is not good...

Alastor gets closer to him, whispering with radio glitches getting louder than normal.

- Have you forgotten... who you're dealing with?

Vox swallows hard, another shiver runs down his body making his bladder scream for release.

- Or do you just want to be humiliated again?...
Like that day?...

That... day?
No....
No, not possible, Alastor wouldn't remember that...

- That you got wet like a child in front of me...

No... NO NO NO NO-

- Darling~.

That was enough, Alastor leaves Vox's lap with his shadow form, Vox puts his hands on his crotch to stop him from leaking but it was too late.

The liquid runs down his pants, forming a small puddle under the chair, and even more liquid forms under his butt on the chair, leaving him sitting in a puddle of pee.

Tears stream down your face, not again...
Not in front of him again...

Alastor smiles, gets closer to Vox and whispers once more time.

- My baby get wet again?
Oh what a shame...
I'll have to teach you some manners later...

A huge flow comes out of Vox after this sentence, damn, damn radio voice...
It's very effective...

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Husk is in trouble now, Niffty is cleaning every inch of every hotel bathroom, and she has already made it very clear that no one can go to any bathroom until she cleans ALL OF THEM and ALL OF THEM are perfect, the problem is that Niffty is a card-carrying perfectionist, so by the time she cleans everything and anyone is allowed to go to the bathroom it will be the next day...

It wasn't for lack of warning, she told Alastor and Husk hundreds of times that she was going to clean the bathrooms and yet none of them went before she locked them all and concentrated on cleaning.

Alastor was in his room reading a clearly outdated newspaper, and Husk was drinking wine, beer and vodka like a camel thirsty for water in desert at the bar in the hotel lobby.

Obviously less than an hour later the effects of this "joke" had consequences, what did he expect? that the liquid wouldn't want to come out at some point?

Husk knocked lightly on the bathroom door, before he could even say anything Niffty shouted at him to get out of there because she had to concentrate to clean everything perfectly.

Husk tried to open all the bathrooms on all the floors, they were all locked, classic Niffty...

He could try to use the bathroom in the rooms, but they were all locked too, Niffty really wanted to clean ALL THE BATHROOMS...

The only exception was Alastor's room, well, he didn't have a bathroom after all...

Which always leaves Husk with dark thoughts about how he... ewwww, don't even want to think about that.

Well, Niffty should finish cleaning the bathroom in less than an hour, he can hold it until then.

The problem is that even when she finished cleaning she simply locked the door and went into the other bathroom so quickly that Husk didn't even have a chance to try to get in.

Niffty grktou hearing the sound of someone trying to open the door.

- SAID NO ONE COULD COME UNTIL I CLEANED EVERYTHING! DON'T YOU DARE COME IN AND MESS UP MY PERFECTLY CLEAN BATHROOM OR I'LL CUT YOU WITH A NEEDLE YOU HEARD!?

Husk got scared and some drops even leaked onto his pants, luckily they were so small that he didn't even notice.

It's been hours, god he mustn't have had that much to drink...

Husk was pacing up and down the hallway, jumping up and down with the spasms of his bladder full to the brim.

You know the stupidest thing?
HE KEPT DRINKING EVEN LIKE THIS!

A voice with familiar radio static then appears behind him.

- What a stupid dance Husk, what's the name? "desperate"? Haha

Husk turned angrily to see the demon minion with that damn annoying smile on his face laughing at him.

- What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in your room reading musty-smelling magazines?

Husk spoke in such an ironic and pained tone as he looked into Alastor's eyes.

- Oh oh, what is that, kitten?
You should be more careful with how you talk to your master my dear.

- Master? Not even dead I will consider you my master!

- Oh, is the kitten mad because I need his litter cat box to relieve himself?

Husk took a deep breath and tried his best to stay still and looked Alastor in the eyes.

- From what I knew, you're the one relieving yourself in a swamp in the bedroom.

Alastor's face turns slightly pink as he says it, wait- he really?... OH NO MAN-

- Have a little more RESPECT for the person who has your soul, young man!

- How do you expect me to respect you if I've seen you wetting your pants like a child?

Husk spoke as if he wasn't about to get his own pants wet too.

Alastor's face begins to compete with his red hair and clothes.

- It was years ago Husk! FORGET IT!!!

- How could I forget?
You were a 25 year old who got wet in front of a 48 year old bartender, that's a memorable scene hahaha!

Alastor's eye starts to tick and his face turns beer red.

- OH YOU-

Husk then suddenly feels tentacles grab him and pull him close to Alastor.

- I said never to talk about it again...

Husk feels a tentacle pressing against his full bladder.

- Oh you wanna know what?
I'll make you feel like I felt that day...

Husk's eyes widened as he writhed in Alastor's tentacles.

Alastor joked about how he was a "cute kitten" who was asking his owner for help to get to the cat litter box.

Husk was shaking, doing his best not to lose control right there and pee on Alastor's tentacles, because he would probably be punished for that by Alastor and by Niffty too for having wet the floor...

Alastor leaves Husk in a...strange...position...

Covering his eyes with his tentacles and massaging his bladder, Husk groaned shamefully as he felt droplets escaping from his crotch and leaking onto his pants.

Alastor then began to approach Husk, humming and playing with his "pet's" ears and fur.

The petting teased Husk's bladder to its limit along with the massaging of his full, throbbing bladder.

But the last straw was when Alastor wrapped his hand around his tail and pulled it away without warning.

As a result, Husk's bladder simply burst, the light yellow liquid ran down his legs to the floor, Feeling the heat of humiliation and the hot liquid dripping onto the floor beneath him, Husk wishes it was all a bad nightmare and that he would never open his eyes again.

Alastor's sterile laughter only made everything worse, making small tears of humiliation run down Husk's eyes.

Alastor then, like the "kind" man he is, removed the tentacles from Husk's eyes to look directly at his humiliated face.

- Well well well, who's the silly boy now huh?-

- YOU TWO DIRTY THE WHOLE FLOOR!?

Alastor and Husk then look to where the voice was coming from, and to their fear it was Niffty...

Both of their faces turned red realizing the mess they made, they are two grown men acting like children...

In the end they both had to apologize to Niffty, and lost bathroom privileges for 2 weeks... how did they survive that? you do not want to know...

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Alastor decided to sleep for the first time in a LOT of time, maybe the battle with Adam left him tired?
Or maybe he's just realizing that staying up all night has his conscience?

Nah, anyway he's going to sleep.

He puts on a pair of pajamas with a bathrobe, and lies down on the bed he created with the snap of his fingers.

Your eyes close and...

He's fighting Adam? again!?

- What is wrong?
You look like a deer in headlights hahaha

Adam says laughing with his guitar/gun in hand.

Alastor trembles, no, not again, what is happening? Is this some kind of looping punishment that they will live with from now on?

Adam attacks, he avoids in fear, his body shakes and he feels trapped.

Adam attacks, again, again, again, again, again, again, again, and AGAIN.

It's tiring, he owes everything, but even so he can't help but pant with fear and anxiety of what the next attack will be.

He turns around and then before he knows it Adam is grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up.

His cane falls down and he begins to use both hands to try to free himself from Adam.

- What a stupid thing you are!
Did you really thought that a sinner could simply beat the dick master?

Alastor chokes from lack of air, it's horrible, he can't even speak properly.

Adam squeezes Al's neck, making him almost break, Alastor feels his legs shaking, is he going to die?

Adam pulls out the guitar, and places it next to Alastor's heart. Al whimpers quietly, this can't be happening...

Instead of killing him all at once, he pulls out the guitar and positions it inside Al's thighs, a small cut is made on his legs, he can feel the heat of the warm blood running down his leg.

He writhes in pain, a small relief passes through him but he has no idea why, this isn't pleasurable...

Adam cuts several parts of his body while Al feels all the blood slowly passing through his legs, why relief is coursing through his body!?
He will die!
Someone tell this to his hormones!

A small cut is made on his neck, he trembles, because he still feels blood running down his legs!?

Adam apparently gets tired of the game, so he looks Al in the eye with superiority.

- By by bambi~

And he sticks the guitar in Al's stomach, he can feel all the blood running down his legs, this is much more than before, he's going to die he's sure about that.

He feels his eyes closing, everything going black...

He feels like he's falling asleep...

Then he wakes up in his bed, he reaches his arms and chest, lita's bruise is still there but everything else is gone, phew, goi just a bad dream, he can deal with i-

Then he notices a heat beneath him, he slowly lifts the sheets to check...

Pee... he...
HE PEED ON THE BED!?
HOW OLD IS HE!? 7!?

He checks the time on the clock, 1 am.

He only slept for an hour!?
That's why he doesn't sleep, how humiliating!

So the feeling of relief and the blood flowing was... Ahhhhhhh how embarrassing it sounds like a child dreaming that they are using the potty and I end up wetting the bed!

He gets up and tries to use his fingers to change, but he can't, it must be nervousness, it must have deactivated his powers.

What does he do now!?, if he's going to try to clean everything tomorrow morning, everyone will notice!

I already know! I'm going to throw blood on my clothes and say that I went for a snack and ended up getting blood on it!
Ah, who am I kidding?
No one will believe that HE let food fall into bed...

He takes a deep breath and decides, he's going to take a shower and clean it up right now, so that no one notices! it's going to be easy, right?

He goes to the hidden bathroom in the room and takes a shower and puts on his usual clothes.

Then he takes the sheets and slowly leaves the room with them to the laundry room.

He slowly puts the sheets in the sink and starts thinking about how he's going to wash them, he doesn't remember the last time he washed clothes, he normally just snaps his fingers and everything becomes new.

Maybe he should-

- Alastor?

Al freezes, he gets that voice, he slowly turns around to find the hot bartender with a bottle of beer in his hand and looking at him like he's a I confess ghost.

He blushes slightly, but the dark of the night doesn't make it very obvious.

- What are you doing here Al?
I never saw you in the laundry,

Alastor trembles, what is he going to say now?
That he got lost? Who's going to check the place out? Who went for a walk around the hotel because he couldn't sleep?

As he thinks this, Husk approaches and sees the sheets in the sink.

- Puff, what is that?
Wet the bed and now have you come to wash the sheets?

Alastor freezes again, either Husk is very good at reading people, or he just made the most accurate joke in the world.

Alastor blushes even more, none of his excuses are going to work now.

Husk watches Al getting more and more nervous, this puts some sense of protection in him.

- Wait...
It is serious?
You really-

Alastor's face is enough of an answer for him to know exactly what happened.

- ...
Owwww, I never thought this would happen to you...
Are you okay buddy?

Alastor is NOT ok, he is on the verge of tears.

- Look, you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to, but if you do, maybe I can help you?
You know, I know you're a bad boss and a difficult person to deal with, but I-

Husk looks at Alastor in the eyes, is he... crying? His ears are flat, he's shaking, and he looks down like he wants to sink into the ground and never be found again.

This does something to Husk, he just drops the beer bottle in the sink and flies a little to hug Al.

Alastor simply accept the hug, not hugging back, but he gets down on his knees and Husk gets down with him to continue the hug.

- I-I'm just-
I don't know h-how it happened I swear!

Alastor says through tears that flow uncontrollably from his eyes.

- Shh shh it's okay, it was an accident, accidents happen.

- B-but... but, I'm an OverLord!
I don't...
What will others think!?

- Don't pay attention to that, they won't know, okay?

- You are not going to-?...

- OFC not, I'm not that cruel, calm down I won't tell anyone.

Alastor sighs with a little relief, at least some of his dignity will remain.

- Now you can cry all you want, when it's over we'll clean everything up and everything will be fine, okay?

Alastor simply returned the hug, and they stayed there for several minutes...

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Oh what a beautiful day, isn't it?
WRONG!
It's another day when Chralie is doing a test with the hotel's residents to see if they learned anything from the lessons.

Sir is a little tired, it's almost late and they are still... whatever Chralie's game of playing thieves means in her brain.

Everyone is running after each other as if it were a crazy tag team and this made everyone drink a lot of different drinks to cool off, except Alastor of course, does that guy have any basic needs?... who cares.

All sinners has been in the bathroom at least once, except Alastor and Sir Pentious, Pen was too shy to say that he needs to go, he didn't know everyone well yet and that only made his shyness worse.

And not wanting to be a perfumer, but it was getting hard to hold, I mean, they've been there for almost 5 hours...

Chralie knows that sins and natives have different bodily sensitivities, right? I mean, yes she and her girlfriend are natives of the underworld and the heavens but....

Awwww... they don't have physical needs...
Fuck.

Everyone is already dying, another hour has passed and Chralie continues inventing new dialogues and ways to rob a bank.
In his time there were no cameras it was much easier! ok that wasn't appropriate to think about when you want to redeem yourself BUT STILL!

He can already feel his penis wanting to come out, this only happens when he is sexually stimulated or needs to do some physical need.

What if he gets wet in front of everyone!? The humiliation of peeing on the living room floor is no longer enough, everyone would still see his dicks...

Ahhhhhh, he squirms slightly and feels the liquid in his bladder shaking, torture, that can only be it, another of the tortures he has to face for his sins.

Chralie looks at him curiously, but I decided to ask about it later, THERE IS STILL A LOT OF WORK TO DO!

- OK ENOUGH WITH THIS STUPID GAME CHARLIE!

- Uh?...

Pen freezes, he almost ends up leaking, oh this going to get bad...

Angel screams after another tortuous 3 hours with this "gotcha" bank robbery.

- But, it is necessary to-

- NO, CHARLIE!
Look, I know you want to help everyone, but locking us into a game for hours on end isn't helping!

- It's not so bad! I mean, you're not even tired?

All the sins in the room look at Chralie in disbelief, Pen squirms a little more, taking advantage of the fact that the attention is going beyond his radar.

- ...
Char my dear, you lost you're head?

Chralie and Vaggie are surprised.

- I know you're a native of hell and you don't know what it's like out there BUT THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!

- HEY! DON'T TALK TO CHARLIE LIKE THAT-

- WHY DO YOU ALWAYS THINK YOU’RE THE RIGHT ONE!?
Seriously, EVERY SINGLE TIME, is it because we are sinners?
So we can't talk about what you're doing wrong?

- Oh you-

- No.

Pen trembles, all this discussion, the drinks, the long day and the anxiety in his head were almost killing him.

- Wants to know? We have LIFE, beyond what you think, we are bad, we are hated, we are horrible people, but you are also in hell, right?
How about understanding that you 2 are not saints either?

With that Angel, Husk and Niffty start to leave, Alastor apparently had already left so no one cares.

Vaggie gets angry, but when she looks at Charlie she knows they both understand what Angel means.

Vaggie puts her hand on Chralie's shoulder as a symbol of affection and goes to her room saying "good night".

Now with just Pen and Chralie in the room, Pen tried to leave without making too much noise, but Chralie ended up insisting on taking him to the bedroom, she still wanted to talk to him about what was wrong.

Pen does his best not to squirm on the way, this is a disaster, everything that day is a disaster how can this be happening?

Chralie arrives in the room, the eggs boys comes to hug the boss, Pen sighs with relief thinking that the torture was over, but Charlie, to his despair, asks for the eggs boys leave them alone for a few minutes.

Oh no... this will be bad... VERY BAD...

- Hey Sir...
I-I mena Pen!

Pen blushes a little, it's been a while since someone called him by his nickname, it's nice... but it sends a shiver down his spine, it only makes his bladder worse...

- About everything that happened before... Angel made me realize that I don't really understand your limits... and... and I already noticed before that you seemed uncomfortable before so...

- ?
Miss. MorningStar?...

- I think I'm just trying to say... better, asking!
Are you well? in truth?
Because I don't think I've actually asked any of you this in a long time...

Pen trembles, he is sad, sad for Chralie and for everything, but he knows that Angel is right, I mean, he is almost wet in front of her and she doesn't seem to realize that, she doesn't understand limits...

A small moan of pain escapes his lips, he wishes he could hold on now but not even his body seems to be in his favor as his dicks are retracted.

He's trying to concentrate, seriously, it's just... everything feels like a memory of when the liquid inside him wants to come out.

Chralie looks at him with such a sad face, he wants to respond, but he doesn't have enough response or concentration to do so.

Chralie doesn't understand, he's moving strangely, and seems to be trying to grab something in his tail, but nothing on his body from the waist down other than his tail.

Does a day that seemed so calm to her have this effect on her sins? wow, she should have known better before making this hotel...

She takes a deep breath and hugs Pen, he must be so tired, he deserves it, he was the only one who didn't look at her with anger or indifference among all the sins today.

Pen breaks, he's been holding it for so long...

He tries to move away from Chralie but she is too strong, both his dicks start to come out and he tries to warn Chralie, the princess only realizes when a stream of hot liquid falls on her leg.

Her strength fails and Pen moves away quickly, trying to hold on, hide, or anything so she doesn't see the mess he's making.

It's shameful, he blushes, cries, shakes and moans, he doesn't know if it's out of shame or relief, he just knows he's probably having a breakdown.

Chralie doesn't look at a different duration, she watches everything, all of Pen's attempts to stop, all of the desperation and muffled screams.

Don't get it wrong, she's not a pervert, but when you see something you've never experienced happening in front of you, you get curious.

Vaggie, Lucifer, maybe even Lute would observe this, of course Vaggie and Lute have to go to the bathroom, but they never got to that point, they are trained soldiers.

It takes almost 1 and a half minutes for Pen to finish, it would have been faster if it weren't for the shame, him trying to stop the flow and the fact that everything went down to not one but TWO penises.

He rolls over into a ball while their dicks go back inside and he cries helplessly with shame, it's horrible, who would do that in front of the princess of hell? he's si stupid...

Chralie takes a while to come out of her trance, she sees Pen crying and for the first time in her life, she knows how to help without music...

She takes a tissue from her pocket and bends down to offer it to Pen to wipe the tears from his face.

Pen raises her head and sees her, smiling, not saying anything, just there, doing her best to make him okay...
She still has a lot to learn but...

Pen takes the tissue and smiles at her, she hugs him and he reciprocates.

She still doesn't fully understand their limits, but at least she's willing to learn...