Hey!
 
Since finding out Omorashi was, well, a ‘thing’ that other people actually enjoy as well, I’ve felt a lot happier and more confident exploring. Everyone here’s been really nice, which is lovely. 
 
I’ve been super busy lately, and it’s been a long time since I’ve held for any real length of time. With a bit of luck I’ll have some free time early next week for a reasonably long hold, and can’t wait! I hope to write  it up for the wetting experiences forum, maybe. Writing really helps me focus on how I actually feel, in the moment. 
 
PS.
(I’m also toying with the idea of pull-ups. I’m not in the least bit little, but having read a few experiences here, I’m curious as to how it might feel. Who knows, it might save on laundry...)
 
 

Olivia was a curious girl, always wandering through the Magic Woods where she wasn’t supposed to go. “There are dangerous things in there,” said her older sister, “You wouldn’t want a wizard to cast a spell on you for trespassing in his forest!” Olivia didn’t listen, though, for there were far too many wonderful things to see in the Magic Woods.
As she wandered gleefully through a forest path, she came upon a stream. It wasn’t an ordinary stream, though, for the water ran a magnificent glowing blue. Olivia, who had become perched from walking through the forest for so long, kneeled down and drank from the river. She drank and drank until her tummy was full and her thirst was adequately quenched.
“Stop!” She heard someone yell, “stop, stop!”
She looked up and saw a small bearded man with a long cane pointing at her. “You dare drink from my river? My magic river?”
“Oh, I’m awfully sorry,” she said, “I didn’t realize this magic river was yours!”
“Bah, that’s what they all say! All want a taste of my splendid water, but it isn’t for you! For that you must pay!”
“But I’m only a girl! I’ve no powers or weapons! Ill leave now, and you’ll never see me again!”
“Nay, no weapons, but you have prying eyes that saw the way to my magic river!”
“I’ll never speak a word of it, I swear! I swear!”
“Hmm, maybe you speak the truth, but you still have a belly full of magic water. That must come out, yes it must. Okay, hold still.”
With that, the wizard shot a beam of golden light at Olivia. It stung a bit, but mostly it scared her. She fell backwards in the grass.
“Hey!” She shouted, “what did that do?”
“You’ll soon see, little girl. It will wear off in a day or two. Now begone with you!”
Olivia ran as far away from the river as she could. By then, it had begun to get dark, and her mother would be needing her home soon. She began the long walk back.
As she walked, the curious girl felt herself needing the restroom rather urgently. It wasn’t too bad, but she picked up the pace. Not five minutes later, though, her hands had made their way in between her legs, and she was hoping she could make it home. She walked even faster. Ten minutes after that, she was hobbling as fast as she could through the forest, really needing to go potty. She needed to go so badly, and she wasn’t even halfway home yet! She decided she couldn’t wait, and strayed from the trail to look for a good bush.
Once she found one, she began undoing her belt while hopping around from foot to foot. “Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee...” she was saying to herself, pulling her pants down to release her stream. Just at that moment though, a Bush Gnome popped out, one of the many whimsical woodland creatures that reside in the Magic Forest. She’d never pulled her pants up so fast.
“What’re you doing in my front lawn?” He demanded.
“I’m sorry!” Olivia said as she ran away embarrassed, urine sloshing around in her bladder. Now she really had to go. She felt like she was going to leak at any moment! With both hands pressed hard into her girlhood, she ran around the forest looking for an uninhabited place to do her business. The problem with that is that the magic forest is teeming with intelligent life, gnomes here and wizards there, eyes at every turn that Olivia doesn’t want to see her peeing. While she was running, though, she began to leak, and she realized she didn’t have a choice. She yanked down her pants, sat down with her legs spread, and released a torrent of pee, her belly thanking her graciously for the relief. Her head fell back and her eyes closed with bliss. When she looked down, she was surprised to see glowing blue streaming out of her privates instead of golden yellow. This must have been the work of the wizard.
She went home feeling five pounds lighter, but by the time she reached her front door, she was already shifting her weight from foot to foot. She stepped inside and saw her sister, Emma, studying on the couch. “Hey, sis,” she said.
“Hey,” Olivia responded sheepishly, making a beeline to the bathroom.
“You weren’t in the magic forest were you?”
“N-no,” she said, stepping lightly in place.
“Cause I can tell, you know, when you’re lying.” She spun around and looked Olivia in the eye. “You weren’t in the magic forest, were you?”
“No, I swear!” They locked eyes. A worried, guilty Olivia stood frozen in place, clenching her lower half trying to keep her water in. Finally, she said “I have to pee!” And ran to the toilet, which wasn’t a lie. She really had to go.
She released a river of blue and left to her room, where she picked up one of her favorite books. She hadn’t even gotten five pages in before she felt the familiar tingle in her abdomen again.
“What the hell?” She mumbled to herself. “That’s it! Why do I have to go so often? It’s probably an illusion. I don’t actually have to go, I just think I do. I’m not gonna go until tomorrow morning!”
Thirty minutes after that declaration, she was having second thoughts. She struggled to stay concentrated on her book, having to reread pages 2, 3, even 4 times when her need took up too much mind space. Her bladder felt like it was about to explode. She was forced to change leg positions every few seconds when the discomfort got to be too much. She gave up on reading and threw her book to the side, bringing her knees up to her chest. Her squeezing fingers and her burning urethra didn’t feel like adequate protection against the ocean of pee inside of her. Illusion or not, she had to GO.
Olivia jumped up and ran to the bathroom, but to her dismay, it was closed and locked. Her sister must be in there.

Hello OmoOrg! I hope you all had an enjoyable New Year! Today I will highlight some recent changes to OmoOrg's gallery system.
 
Categorization changes
The biggest and most obvious change to the gallery system is we have done away with the old "Female/Male" centric categories.
Having tons of different sub-categories just for Male and Female content created a needless layer of complexity for our artists and gallery contributors. It also made accurately organizing content that featured both male and female participants impossible.
I have removed this system in favor of a simplified 4-category tag-based platform, which you can read about in more detail here:
 
Album prefixes
In place of the old category-based system, you can now instead identify predominantly Male/Female artwork albums via the gender prefix (the same prefix used for forum topics). In the future, you will be able to filter albums by male/female as well.

 
Navigational changes
Previously, whenever you clicked on an image inside a gallery album, it would open a lightbox to view the image.
This was incredibly annoying for albums containing comics and has been changed so it redirects you to the actual gallery image page instead, where you can freely use the arrow keys to navigate.
 
Image download button on gallery lightboxes
And lastly, a small addition: you can now download images directly from the lightbox (useful for images embedded into posts or other areas of the site).

Isabelle was fidgety the whole car ride to the pool. She was constantly tapping her foot, crossing and uncrossing her legs. When we got there, we excitedly leapt out of the car and put our things down where my parents had told us.
”Okay, let’s go in the pool. I’ll race you!” she said.
”Not yet,” I told her, “I saw a cool tree I wanna climb last time we were here. It’s just down the path over there.” I pointed to a patch of woods near the gate.
I could tell she was shifting her weight from foot to foot. “I think we should go in the pool first. Even if it’s just real quick to cool off, ‘cause it’s really hot out.”
”I don’t want to be wet when we walk through the woods, we’ll get muddy.”
Isabelle made a look of discomfort.
”If you want to stay here, I’ll just go,” I said, knowing she would stay with me.  She did.
As soon as we entered the path, out of sight and earshot of our parents, her hands went between her legs. “Okay, I know you’re too stupid to realize this, but I wanted to go in the pool first because I really need to tinkle.”
I feigned innocence. “That’s really gross. You shouldn’t pee in the pool.”
”Like you don’t!” She kept squeezing herself again and again,  no more than three seconds between each squeeze. She was clearly on the verge of leaking. “Can you please just make this quick? I’m about to go in my bathing suit.”
”You gotta climb the tree with me,” I said as we came upon it.
”What? No! Jacob, I’m NOT doing that. You know I don’t like heights.”
”I want you to face your fears. I’ll help you, even. It’s easy.” I leapt up to the first branch and swung myself higher and higher, climbing like a monkey. I looked down at Isabelle, who was twisted up like a pretzel and holding her hands behind her butt. She shook her head. “Come on, Izzy, it’s really not that bad.”
”I’m about to wet myself,” she said, emphasizing every word. I leapt down.
”You can do it. I believe in you,” I joked.
”I have to fart really bad but I might pee,” she said, giggling and tightening her grip on her hands.
“Isabelle, come on! Ill even give you a boost. Come here.”
Unfinished

So your girl is going to be doing a 72 hour padded challenge to beat her existing 48 hour record. For practical reason's I'll be mostly using pullups and giving myself a bathroom break every 4-6 hours.....
 
Wish me luck!
😉