Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2023 23:45:37 -0600
From: Michael Prymula <vexer6@gmail.com>
Subject: Looney Tunes-Wet Dreams Are Made of These

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in "Looney Tunes" or "Merrie
Melodies" and I do not make any money off of this story.

Category: Gay/Celebrity

Summary: Sniffles is determined to do everything he can to stay up til
midnight to see Santa, but his plan works a bit too well and he finds
himself in trouble, what will he do? Takes place in the 1940 short "Bedtime
for Sniffles"


It was Christmas Eve and while the whole world was sleeping there was one
person, or rather one mouse who was determined to catch a glimpse of Jolly
old Saint Nick and his sleigh being pulled through the sky by his merry
Reindeer. The young mouse was determined to do whatever it took to stay
awake until midnight to see the jolly fat man himself, and he had just the
thing to keep himself awake-a fresh hot pot of coffee. The smell of burning
roast wafted across the room and excited his sinuses, it had finished
brewing not a moment too soon as Sniffles already felt his eyelids
beginning to feel very heavy with sleepiness, quickly he poured himself a
heaping mug of joe and downed the whole thing in one great gulp not wanting
to take any chances of him falling asleep before midnight, it worked like a
charm as the caffeine hit him like a jolt of lightning making him wide
awake and alert, soon he was jittering in place pacing all around the room
and talking out loud nonstop and frequently glancing at the window to make
sure he didn't miss anything. Sure it was only 10:30 PM but still anything
was possible on Xmas even and the little mouse didn't want to take any
chances of leaving the room for even a minute for worry that he'd miss out
on seeing Santa Claus in the flesh. Eventually the caffeine buzz wore off
and the mouse calmed down and sat in his chair looking out the window at
the cheerful picture perfect night with snow falling peacefully and all the
Christmas displays lighting up the town. Soon he started to feel himself
drift off again and he quickly poured himself another giant mug of coffee
that he downed like it was water in the steaming hot desert and it acted
like rocket fuel making the mouse all jittery and shaky again and literally
bouncing off the walls, this went on for several minutes before it wore
off, and so this continue on for the next hour or so with Sniffles downing
mug after mug of hot coffee until the pot was completely empty, though any
worries he had about falling asleep now that he was out of coffee were soon
allayed by another thing that would be sure to keep him awake-his full
bladder.

Sniffles had been so focused on staying awake he hadn't even noticed his
bladder rapidly filling and now the poor mouse was absolutely full to
bursting, he'd never been so desperate in his life and it was still another
half hour until midnight and he wasn't sure if he could hold it until then,
he didn't dare go off to use the bathroom for fear of missing the arrival
of Santa, he thought about reliving himself into the empty coffee pot, but
he was afraid that once he started peeing he wouldn't be able to stop and
he was holding so much pee in he feared he might flood the entire house,
besides what would Santa think of him whipping out his willy and peeing
anywhere other then the toilet, he feared that might put him on the naughty
list and he wouldn't get any presents. So Sniffles had no choice but to
grin and bear it until the clock struck midnight, he crossed his legs and
held his little winky with all his might trying to hold back a flood like
the red sea, this had to be have been the longest and most tortures 30
minutes of his young life, he started to feel like he was being
interrogated like he was a captured enemy soldier, there was no way out but
to endure the throbbing pain in his aching bladder until the clock struck
twelve. As the minutes slowly and agonizingly ticked away he became aware
of a leaky faucet in the sink, the water slowly dripped out, drip drip
drip, the watery imagery increased the mouses agony tenfold and soon his
thoughts drifted to rushing waterfalls and fountains and moonsoons, every
single water and liquid related images he could imagine were flooding
through his mind(and soon his pants and boxers at this rate). Just when the
mouse thought his poor bloated bladder couldn't take it anymore he was
snapped out of his trance by the sweetest sound he'd ever heard in his
life-the clock striking midnight, quickly he turned around and peered
through the window and sure enough there old Saint Nick was in all of his
glory flying through the air on his sleigh full of presents with his
reindeer yelling out Christmas cheers.

Sniffles was overjoyed that he'd succeeded in his mission to see Saint Nick
in person but as the jolly big man flew off into the distance the mouse was
soon reminded of his poor aching bladder and got up and briskly walked over
to the bathroom quick as he could with his hands wrapped tightly around his
crotch for dear life, the bathroom seemed miles away at this point and as
he got closer and closer to his relief, unfortunately as he finally reached
the doorway to his salvation he realized he would have to remove one hand
to open the door, quick as he could Sniffles removed one hand from his
crotch to open the door and grabbed it again quick as he could but not
before a stream of piss spurted into his boxers and his pants slightly, he
just barely managed to get it under control feeling like his whole body was
swimming in urine, finally he reached the toilet and then realized he would
have to take both hands off his crotch to undo his pants and he couldn't
cross his legs either. Sniffles tried to undo his pants quick as he could
but it was no use, his bladder finally gave up upon it's restraints being
released, soon his boxers and pants were drenched by a massive deluge of
piss and the mouse slipped on his own piss and and fell backwards onto and
gave up at this point as he was already soaked. Normally he would've been
mortified and humiliated to have wet himself so throughly like this
especially after getting to close to making it, but the relief felt so
amazing he didn't mind, he just lied back in pure bliss as his bladder
finally emptied itself, there was so much piss it felt like it had rained
for 40 days and nights. As the mouse basked in the amazing feeling of
relief from the pain finally being over he began to feel another form of
pleasure originate from his crotch, specifically his ding-dong, it was
suddenly feeling super good like it was being kissed good night, he felt an
intense concentration of electricity in his groin that grew more and more
intense causing the mouse to stick a hand down his pants and boxers to
touch it out of curiosity, the effect is instantaneous as the mouse felt
like he'd gotten an electric shock as an incredible pleasure the likes of
which he'd never felt before tore through his body like a knife through
bread, suddenly white goop flew out of his ding-a-ling in addition to more
piss making his boxers all sticky with the white glop and more piss, both
his orgasm and piss went on for several more minutes until finally it
ended. Sniffles took a moment to recover and realized he'd peed so much
he'd flooded the entire house! He held his breath and swam down to pull the
plug on the drain in the bath, causing the mixture of piss and white goo to
drain out, stripping off his soaked clothes Sniffles took a hot shower and
dried off put on his PJs and went off to bed(making sure to get dry covers
from the clothes chest first) having the best sleep of his life with how
exhausted he was from the night he'd had.

Sniffles sighed as he awoke late in the morning, he felt a wet sensation
and say his pajama pants and his bedsheets were soaked with urine, guess he
hadn't quite been empty last night after all, there also more of that white
sticky stuff inside his pj pants, out of curiosity he took some in his
fingers and sucked it off them, he was quite surprised by how good it
tasted, soon he'd stripped off his pajama pants and thoroughly licked them
clean, to his surprise his own pee didn't taste too bad either, when there
wasn't one speak left, oh well just more laundry to do along with cleaning
up the house as best he could, however to his surprise the house was
spotless, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace and all of his other
clothes were all neatly folded and washed! As the mouse wondered what had
happened he noticed some gifts under his tree, he then eagerly opened them
and found some gym shorts, some bags of coffee(and a new pot to go with
it)and some plastic sheets for his bed, he also noticed a note on top of
the presents, he read it out loud. "I saw you watching my journey last
night and I thought you'd might like these presents to help you indulge in
your new hobby, yours truly, Santa Claus. Sniffles blushed profusely upon
reading the part about his "new hobby", he knew Saint Nick knew all but it
was still quite a shock to him. At any rate he was eager to try out his new
gifts, he put on a pot of coffee and stepped into his new gym shorts with a
fresh pair of boxers, the shorts were green and velcro with stripes on the
bottom, he looked in the mirror and admired how good he looked in them. As
he saw the coffee pot come to a boil he started downing glass after glass
of water and orange juice already feeling his bladder starting to twinge,
Sniffles got a smile on his face, he knew exactly how he was going to spend
Christmas Day. One thing was for sure, there was going to be a lot more
laundry to do...