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finsubbybedwetter · 3 months
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"Hey, Ollie! Wake up! It's almost midday! And you still look like you've barely slept. What's wrong, you kept having to get up and pee...? I heard you go a few times. Jeez, how much did you have to drink last night?"
Figuring he wasn't feeling great to say the least, Sophie offered to help her roommate out. "Come on... let's get you some breakfast and a glass of water. You'll feel better once you eat something, I promise..."
"Um... I think I'd rather stay in a little longer..." he mumbled.
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"Don't be a baby. This is for your own good. Now get up."
"No... Wait! Please!"
As Sophie snatched back the covers, she immediately realized why he was being so resistant.
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"Wow..." She smirked at the glowing look of humiliation on his face. "Bad start to Dry January, huh?" She giggled as he cringed in embarrassment. "At least you stayed hydrated, right? Ha ha ha ha ha!"
As she laughed, she saw his eyes widen, and instinctively looked down to see a little more pee re-wet his pants. The smirk on her face widened. Something told her this wouldn't be the last time she saw that happen.
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esoterictboy · 16 days
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wanna house train you puppy, lay out a pad for you to pee on, no more bathrooms you can just spread your legs and go. no more accidents, unless you wanna have to go in front of me from then on so I can make sure you don’t ruin my floors.
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p4vlek · 3 months
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Wet-Wednesday
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herrscherofpee · 4 months
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just imagine your favorite is sleeping with a guest over after having a lot to drink before going to bed.
They start to pee themselves, but because they were so full the sound alone alerts the guest. Just imagine the sound...
I live for the hiss
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wetjeansboy77 · 3 months
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It is nothing better than to awake in the warm pool of your own pee and totally soaked pajamas 😊
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finsubbybedwetter · 5 months
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cradle-quill · 10 days
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Imagine (AB/DL Story by CradleQuill)
This content is intended for consenting adults aged 18 and older. All characters depicted within this material are fictional and at least 18 years of age. _
Imagine still needing diapers at your age. Imagine liking them too. You just sit there all day, filling your pants like a helpless little baby. That's what gets you off, isn't it? Feeling helpless and pathetic. Knowing you're too little to even make it to the potty on your own.
You just want to be a complete and total baby all the time. You don't want to have to worry about adult responsibilities. You just want to sit there in your full pampers, literally wearing your potty. Letting your mind get dumber and dumber as you slowly unpotty train yourself a little more each day.
Because in the end, deep down, you don't want to be able to go back. There's a part of you secretly hoping one day you'll wake up in a wet diaper that you're certain was dry when you fell asleep. And that part of you hopes it won't realize how far you've fallen until it's too late to go back. You don't want to have to make choices, isn't that right, little one? You might as well have every choice taken from you, even if that means never getting to decide when it's convenient for you to fill your pants.
Something tells me you'd be happier that way. You'd get to be the little baby you've always dreamed of being. No more adult worries or expectations. Just diapers and stuffies and Daddy changing you after you've pottied all over yourself again. This really is the life you want, isn't it? If you admit it and beg me, maybe I'll make all your little wishes come true.
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"Well... I was gonna say, 'Happy new year...' buuuuut you don't look so happy. Ha ha... Yeeeaaaah... I had a feeling you might pee in your Pee-Jays last night. Kind of you to prove me right."
"Maybe your new years resolution should be to keep your pants dry. Although I can guess that'll be one of those resolutions that doesn't stick..."
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inmydeepestdreams · 1 year
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Why did I do it?
I guess I just…wanted to see if it was possible. Yeah, that’s it. I’ve had too much alone time, my thoughts have wandered, and I wanted to see how far my body could go.
It’s science, really. It was science.
Six nights ago, I wanted to see if I could wet the bed.
I’ve never wet the bed, not once in my twenty-seven years. I’ve had close calls, nights after heavy drinking where my brain wakes me up as I reach the brink, but it’s never a problem. The biggest accident I ever had would just be some droplets on the toilet seat. I’m good, my body is trained well.
I am always curious about my own limitations, how I’ll change over time, and just how much I can take before giving in. I guess that’s where I got the idea. Sat in my cubicle, my bladder slightly full. I had just taken a call where a woman yelled at me for ten minutes before realizing she called the wrong company completely.
“You should have told me that!” She yelled and hung up.
So yeah, I was having a tough day and my thoughts were trying to fix my mood.
That’s where I wondered if I could ever wet the bed.
Part of the line of questioning came from the night before. Surprisingly, I woke up uncomfortably needy. I’m usually good about going before I sleep, but I had a lot of water before bed. I had a pee dream where I wet myself in at my desk at work. When my cubicle neighbor, Jenn, came to investigate, my pants were suddenly gone and my dick was on full display.
It was incredibly distressing, and it invaded my waking thoughts.
So anyway, yeah. I decided to test it. Sue me. I’m not hurting anyone, I can do what I want.
When I got home from work, it was a Friday. I immediately shucked off my tie and got a beer from the fridge. I leaned against the kitchen island. My bladder twinged.
Yeah, it was 5:30 and I was already holding. I quit peeing around noon. I figured if it was going to happen, I would have to be more desperate than I ever had been before.
But I wasn’t stupid, I also knew that if I was too full, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I had to somehow find a balance.
I carried my beer to my bedroom doorway, I stared in at the made bed. I bought plastic mattress coverings, because I’m a responsible scientist. I looked at the bed and excitement ran through me. I really, really wanted to see if I could do this. It was fun.
I spent most of the evening watching TV and scrolling through my phone. Hell of a Friday night, I know. That beer turned into another, but when I finished that, I stopped. I knew I had to pace myself, and I was full enough that I could have started crossing my legs.
I took a quick shower, because I usually do before bed. All that rushing water made my bladder ache. I felt a ripple of something run through me. I put my hand to my abdomen and swore I could feel all the liquid sloshing inside me. As the water beat against my skull, I felt all the piss inside me rush down, as if I were actively trying to pee.
I grabbed my cock, but I wasn’t about to wet myself. Because I didn’t wet myself, not ever. There was no reason to hold on, although squeezing did help with the pressure slightly. I quick torturing myself and shut the shower off, letting go of my dick, which was still vaguely threatened by my bladder.
I had another glass of water before bed, and I climbed on mh crisp, clean sheets around midnight.
Unfortunately, I tossed and turned.
I squeezed my legs together, but my need was too great. I tried lying on every side and found that somehow, laying on my back was the worst.
Stretching out, applying pressure, nothing worked. I had calculated wrong, I was too uncomfortable to relax.
But I was determined to try. I had not spent the entire evening In agony for no reason. I was going to piss my pants, goddamnit. I bought new pajamas for the occasion and everything.
I counted sheep, then listed the to dos of the next day, and finally, finally I felt my eyelids drooping, only after I bent in half, my hand clutching my penis tightly.
I woke up around sometime in the night, a sheen of sweat on my body. My eyes snapped open to the darkness and I tried to recall my dream. I was racing through a corridor, trying every door looking for something.
My bladder was begging me for relief.
I was more full than I had ever been. Ever. I was in pain, officially.
And I was still dry. My phone said it was 4:22 a.m. I failed. There was no way I’d get back to sleep again.
But I was wrong, somehow. I was still exhausted, my bones hurt as if I had actually been racing through a hallway.
As I drifted, and drifted, and drifted, I felt it.
The end of the line.
A steady, light stream of piss hit my boxers.
I sighed, burrowing deeper into the bed. I must not have been thinking straight. That should have been enough to wake me right up.
But I didn’t.
I fell asleep.
Slowly, steadily, I wet myself. It spread up my boxers, past the waistband to my stomach and t-shirt. In my dream, I was standing in a field of daisys. I was wearing, inexplicably, a dress. It was pale blue. My cock was hard, and I had no boxers on. It pressed to the front of the dress, tenting it, and leaving an obvious wet spot when I started to pee.
In the land of the living, I was grinding against my mattress as I peed, it wasn’t soaking in, I was splashing in a growing puddle under me, hard and needy.
I woke up again around six. The sheets were damp, the inside of my boxers were sticky. I was soaking wet.
I sat up quickly, a euphoric smile on my face. I did it! I could do it! I found my limit last night, and I wet the bed!
I laid back down, thinking of the mess I’d have to clean soon.
But it was still early, and I was still sleepy. My bladder, surprisingly, was halfway full. Normally I’d get up and empty it at this time of the morning.
But it was easy to pee my soaked pants a second time, it came right out, no trouble. As if it was normal, as if it was right.
Happy as can be, I went back to sleep, I had a long morning ahead of me.
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ltzrs-mr-wa · 6 months
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Yes I would love to have them as my Christmas presents.
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