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omo-sweets · 7 days
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Can’t stop thinking about sucking on someone’s fingers while I’m squirming helplessly trying not to pee. Wanna suck on their fingers while their other hand is holding my cunt, helping me hold it in while they whisper dirty things in my ear that make my brain turn to mush đŸ˜”â€đŸ’«đŸ˜”â€đŸ’«
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omo-sweets · 25 days
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Imagine your dom banning you from using the bathroom inside; they tell you that for the next 24 hours you have to go outside if you want to pee. You could refuse at first because it's below you... You can't just pee outside like a dog. So you hold it. And hold it... Then you start to get desperate; you can't sit still anymore. You try to sneak off to the bathroom only to realize your dom has locked it. They catch you in the act and remind you of the rules. “If you want to go potty, you have to be good and go outside, okay?” You walk back to the couch slowly and try to hold on longer. They can't seriously expect you to go outside, right? You try to ignore your urge, but it's only getting worse. Your bladder is so full that you feel like you're going to pop. You're whimpering under your breath now as you try to find a position that gives you any relief, but it's impossible. You need to pee. You just want to pee so bad. You try to tentatively rub your bladder to ease an ache, but gasp when it pushes a leak out of you. Suddenly, your dom grabs you by the arm and pulls you up. Going from sitting to standing is torturous; you cry out when gravity only makes the pressure in your abdomen worsen. “What don't you get? I told you that you're only allowed to piss outside.” Your dom reprimands you as they forcibly lead you through the back door. Tears begin to run down your cheeks; the pain in your bladder and your dom's tone too much. Your dom lets go of your arm and points to the grass. “Piss. Now.” You begin to quietly sob as you try to unbutton your pants, your shaky hands unable to finish the task when you have to grab at yourself. You look at your dom with pleading eyes, but they give you a cold stare and refuse to help. You put yourself in this position. If you had just listened earlier you wouldn't be having an accident. Trembling, knees buckled, you finally manage to unzip your pants. But you can only get them halfway down before your bladder bursts. Underwear still on, you begin pissing, all of it being caught by the pants stuck at your knees. The hissing is so loud you're scared any neighbors out just know what's happening. That you're pathetically pissing yourself. Yet you can't stop because you needed to go so bad. You almost think you can feel your bladder shrinking as the warmth runs down your legs. Little moans escape you without your notice; you're just lost in the relief... When the last trickles finish, you look down at your mess, unsure of what to do now. You must look so pitiful with your soiled pants caught at your knees. “Take them off. Underwear too” Your dom orders. “I don't want you trailing piss inside.” You shakily rid yourself of your garments, feeling exposed to the outside air. “Come on. We'll discuss your punishment inside.” Your dom orders as they turn and tread back into the house. You follow quietly and hold back tears when you suddenly remember that the 24 hours aren't over yet.
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omo-sweets · 25 days
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C/W: Piss
“Drink up more, darling. It’s important to stay hydrated.”
“Mhm? Where are you going? You need to piss? Did you ask for permission? No? Then sit down.”
“Don’t be silly. Of course you can’t go to the bathroom. Be a good girl and hold it in.”
“Aww, are you bursting? Even if I
 were to press against your belly like this?”
“Let’s get in the shower. Aww, you still need to piss? You silly little toy. You’re not allowed to pee until I let you.”
“Fuckkk, it’s like you’re tighter when you need to pee. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I can feel you fucking clench down hard on me.”
“Here baby, just lean against me. It’s okay. Let it go. You can pee all over my cock since you can’t control your bladder.”
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omo-sweets · 1 month
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doing dorm laundry with a full bladder is such an exhilarating experience.
i'm at about an 8.5/10 on the desperation scale, and i haven't peed in over 7 hours. my bladder feels round and swollen, and i keep getting waves of desperation that leave me flushed and warm.
so, naturally, i decided it was time to do some chores!
when i took the elevator alone down to the basement, the jostling motion was enough to make me whimper and press my legs together. i thought i was going to leak, so i shoved my hand between my legs for just a moment, but long enough to where i got accidentally riled up from the pressure on my clit. (or was it an accident?) then, the doors opened and i had to pretend everything was fine again. i decided since the washing cycle is only a half hour, it would be silly to go all the way up back to my room. instead, i've tucked myself away in a back corner to wait it out. my legs are bouncing and twisted up and because i waited too long to do the laundry, i'm wearing pants that are slightly too small and squeeze my bladder to the point where bending over adds a dizzying amount of pressure. my bladder is aching with the need to finally be let piss, and the sounds of the washers sloshing does not help in the slightest. i feel like this should be considered a form of torture, especially when i have to eventually move the cold, sopping wet clothes into the dryer. :0
let me know if you guys want to be updated~ i'm planning on holding during the drying cycle too (another whole hour).
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omo-sweets · 1 month
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Breaking news! Boy with a piss kink forced to read aloud a passage about a woman desperately peeing herself in front of his teacher crush, as well as the entire class
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omo-sweets · 1 month
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Did my little girl have another accident down there? I told you not to drink so much water that fast. Spread your legs and let daddy feel how much of a mess you made before changing your undies
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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What if I just couldn’t hold it and I pissed myself right in front of you?
I could do it Yknow, I REALLY have to go and it’s so tempting to just piss myself right here, like a helpless, leaky nothing
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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i had to go so bad but i didn’t want to stop watching my movie! i kept holding until i was leaking, but i couldn’t get up anymore bc i had to go so bad. i shoved a towel between my legs and had a full uncontrollable accident on my bed 🙈
full video here!
pw: charleeomo
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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my bladder was soooo full and i had an empty bottle lying around, so i decided to give it a shot. turns out i can't aim for shit and made a mess all over the towel beneath me. >:/
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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imagine your fave at work, not having time to use the restrooms all day because every time they try to escuse themselves, there's always something new they have to take care of (or maybe they're just too distracted to take a break).
they're well aware of their desperation, forcing it to the back of their mind so they can help their coworkers/boss/clients/customers (depending on what job they have) with whatever it is.
this cycle goes on for hours, their absentminded squirming getting increasingly harder to keep under control.
it's in the middle of one of these tasks that they suddenly realize they have to go, now. they stutter out an apology to whoever they're talking to (probably leaking a few times) and, knowing they won't make it, at least try to find somewhere more private before they lose control.
they start wetting full force the moment they get to an empty room, slamming the door shut as they slump against it in relief. their legs give in and they sink to their knees, not caring about the rapidly expanding puddle beneath them. all they can think about is how good it feels to let go.
the stream eventually stops and they realize what they've done, their face burning with shame and tears welling up in their eyes.
before they can fully panic or think of how to clean themselves off, a knock on the door snaps them out of their thoughts.
"hey, are you there?" the other person asks. "we need your help with something,"
"i-i'll be there in a moment," they reply, trying to act casual.
great. how were they going to get out of this?
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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intro 💛💛💛
Name: Marley
Age: 18
Male leaning bi, switch
limits: scat, diapers, pain
omorashi is one of my biggest kinks, I’ve loved it as long as I can remember <3 please be my friend if you’re also into it :3
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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i have the deepest urge in my heart to help a desperate boy pee into something unconventional especially when it's just minorly convenient
like he's driving and doesn't wanna stop or he's in bed and doesn't wanna stop being comfy
i just wanna find an empty bottle or cup and line him up and feel the weight of his bladder transfer out
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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I like the “interrupted” scenario, so here’s some thoughts
somebody peeing somewhere they’re not supposed to, like in a sink or an alley, and they hear someone coming so they have to stop
similarly, somebody hiking or camping who just doesn’t want to be seen peeing behind a tree. Same thing where they stop as soon as they hear someone
somebody in the middle of a very busy day, finally gets a break and a much needed pee, only to have their boss or teammate bang on the door with an emergency that only they can fix. Their bladder is full enough that they know it’s gonna be a long piss, so they force themselves to stop, thinking they can come back in a minute.
started to wet but managed to regain control
but what happens after?
they can’t stop for more than a second. As soon as their pants are back up they wet uncontrollably.
they manage to hold for a while longer - painful though it is - but leaks happen here and there, and the longer they’re kept from relief the more leaks come. They lose control and piss for several seconds before clamping down the flow and quickly excusing themselves. If the toilet is nearby, they’ll make it, though the damage is obvious. If there isn’t a toilet, then

they think they’ve got control, but the first jostle makes them wet. Someone bumping into them. A shout that startles them. The sound of running water. Sitting down. Standing up. And once the floodgates are open there’s no closing them.
after being denied once, their bladder gives out the second a toilet is in sight. They make it, but it’s close, and their underwear (and probably the floor) show it.
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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oh to agonizingly slow stroke a desperate twitchy cock only to speed up every time they leak. soon enough they’re desperate for more than just permission to piss. which relief do they want more? to empty their tired, swollen bladder or the much needed release from their sensitive throbbing cock?
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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“Wait, stop, I have to go pee,” he said, starting to rise from the couch.
“What if you just waited a second
?” she said coyly, pulling him back down and running her pinky along her lips. “Because you want me so bad you couldn’t just leave
”
He nodded and smiled, leaning into her and letting her kiss him and ruffle his hair. They made out in silence for a few more minutes before her hands slid down his waistband and around his hips, towards the fly of his pants.
“Aw, are you that aroused?” she asked, moving to unbutton his jeans but stopping to rub the heel of her hand across his erection. His legs quivered.
“I have to pee super bad,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry, I just have to get up—if you keep messing with my fly, I might piss myself
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“I thought it was hard to pee with a boner
” she said. “And you sure are turned on, honey. It’s okay. Just relax. I won’t tell anyone if you wet yourself a little.” On the last line, she leaned towards his ear and whispered, her long hair falling on his shoulders. Suddenly he felt his heart skip and begin to race. “Does it feel kind of good?” she asked, pulling away again and beginning to rub his aching bladder.
He couldn’t believe it but it did. It hurt, but it also felt incredible. He moved his hands to cover his blushing face.
“Oh no,” she said. “I want to look at your cute expression.” He had never felt submissive before but now he let her grab his hands away from his face and lower him down onto the couch, pinning him to the cushion by his wrists. Suddenly a knee was resting on his bladder. “What’s going to come out first, cute boy?” she asked, her cleavage taking up most of his view. He stifled a moan.
“What did you say?” she asked, leaning to kiss his neck. “Louder, please.”
He moaned again, and felt something wet and warm leaking into his pants. Was it precum or piss? He wasn’t sure and the sheer bliss and anticipation was driving him crazy. He was losing himself in the sensation. His hips started to wiggle and buck. Her knee lifted off of his bladder and she set it at his side so that she was fully straddling him. Then one of her hands left his wrist and he felt it duck into his underwear and back out again.
“Aw, you’re so wet, honey.” He moaned again and bucked his hips.
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omo-sweets · 2 months
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Submission from a follower, if you have a similar story, please feel free to share it with me
ok so i went to a halloween party hosted by a friend of mine in town. i took public transit as i live in the burbs but i dont have a car. i went as a wrestler, and when i was getting dressed i texted my friend the host to ask what underwear to wear under. he insisted i wear nothing under so i reluctantly agreed and showed up in just a blue singlet, shoes, and socks to this party.
it was a gay party and we had all been cooped up from all the covid precautions so it was verrry raunchy hahahah. i drank i think 6 beers. and i made out with a cowboy i didnt know and unfortunately for me got ROCK hard. because i was in the singlet, i couldnt exactly hide it and the lack of underwear made it even more prominent and visible. I got several looks from guys i didnt know as i went over to the corner to get soft. but my friend the host saw me and started talking with me and his eyes kept darting down and i could tell he was looking at my hard on. i should mention this friend and i are really tight. so when he casually reached down and traced the length of my shaft through the singlet with his finger i didnt mind, even though we were in his kitchen and other guys might have seen. i did kinda gasp in surprise and couldnt finish the sentence i was saying. he took that as an invitation to do it again, tracing from tip to balls, and i didnt have time to stop him cause i had drinks in my hands. but when he didn't stop after that i turned away blushing and laughed as I said quit it and he did.
well after a bit i was soft again and was ready to leave and actually kinda left in a hurry. now my journey home was to walk to the metro station, take the metro to the train station, wait for the night train, take the train about 20 minutes, then walk from the train station to my place. door to door about 90 minutes. i should have ubered looking back, but that was pricey cause it was halloween.
now as soon as i stepped outside, the cool air hit me and i had a realization: I needed to pee. i had had like 6 or 7 beers and they had gone straight through me. i considered going back to my friends place but i didnt want to miss the train and i was concerned if i peed some would get on my singlet and nothing would hide the spot since i had no underwear on.
so i walked to the metro station and waited for the metro and took that to the train station. as i was holding on to the standing bar in the metro i started squirming in my wrestling singlet and really considering whether i should go at the station. but i decided to hold it because those bathrooms are gross and the spot issue. If i peed at a urinal and some got on my singlet everyone would see and the train agent might have said something or worse, not let me on the train, which meant I'd have to wait til morning to get home. So i walked off the metro, passed the bathrooms and waited in the boarding area for the train. it was about 15 minutes before boarding, and i was kinda drunk so i was texting my friend to distract me but he was still winding down his party so he didnt respond much.
so when I finally got on the train i was pretty desperate. i got a couple of looks cause my face was contorted with the tension of needing to pee, so i embarrassingly sat toward the back by myself and tried not to grab myself since i was just in my singlet. I didn't want to look like i was touching myself and risk getting arrested or anything, so i was careful to keep my hands above my waist, relying only on my abs and thigh muscles to hold it in. I was squirming for sure, and I kept alternating between sitting and standing every few minutes, crossing my legs and shifting my thighs to help hold it in even as the pounding in my bladder got worse and worse. I was constantly looking out the window, willing the train to speed up, and looking down at my crotch to make sure no pee had escaped. 25 agonizing minutes later i finally got off the train, barely able to walk i had to pee so bad.
So i started walking to my building with all my muscles tensed on not pissing myself and trying not to grab my crotch.
I almost made it, but a little less than 3 blocks from my house, i suddenly heard a cop siren blare on the next street and heard the cop car as it drove away. the sound of the siren made me jump in surprise and...
It happened.
I started pissing in my singlet uncontrollably.
I tried to stop the stream but my muscles down there were so worn out so when i tapered the stream for a few seconds, I couldn't keep that up and the muscles forcibly relaxed and I went completely on myself. I was mortified and so mad at myself and being so close to home but not making it made me feel like a little bitch. I walked the remaining 3 blocks to my apartment in the wet singlet and had to wait around the corner, crouched in my soaked singlet for a minute while a group left so they wouldnt see me before hurrying in.
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