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Where does your omo fascination originate?


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Hey all. I am really interested in what catalyst lead to my interest in omo stuff. Recently I was thinking about a couple of childhood memories that might have had an influence on my later life. The first happened when I was very young, maybe 7 years old. At the time I had my big brother and sister still living at home and the house was always busy with people coming and going. One day I walked into the bathroom and saw my brothers gf sat on the toilet peeing. Instead of screaming at me to get out she just laughed and I clearly remember seeing "lady parts" for the first time. Frankly I was just embarrassed but looking back at it now I wonder why she didn't try to cover herself up. I must have stood there with my mouth hanging open for a while before I figured out leaving the room was a good idea.

Some years later I was in full on awkward teenager mode when the situation was reversed. I was peeing when my older cousin walked in on me. I could have died from embarrassment right there. Why on earth hadn't I locked the door? Once again an incident which probably wouldn't have amounted to much became a pivotal moment as she stayed a few seconds too long, watching what I was doing intently rather than hurrying out.

By the time I was 20 going out and drinking with people from work was pretty common. One girl in particular was about as liberated and free spirited as you could imagine. We were just friends and funnily enough she would later introduce me to my wife but at the time we hung out a lot and had more of a brother / sister type of friendship. After a night of drinking just out of the city we decided to walk back into town and get a taxi. Along the way she got the urge to pee and before I knew it she had squatted down to relieve herself. I looked away and gave her some privacy but knowing what she was doing so close by was really cool. I was turned on, not so much thinking about her but more about the peeing. That's when I realised that I had a thing. Something that was out of the ordinary.

Perhaps these incidents were just exaggerated in my mind but they are some of the earliest experiences which stirred up some sexual feelings and I'm sure they shaped my sexual interests in later life.

Does anyone else have a clear idea of the incidents which shaped their interest in omo or was it just something that was always there? 

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I always enjoyed wetting myself whenever I played in the pool or under the hose when I was a kid, but it was just a fun, naughty thing I could do and get away with. 

But when I was twelve, a new neighbor girl a year younger than me moved in, and we became friends. She sometimes had accidents, which she never treated as a big deal. She would just laugh them off, and just tell her mother that she had wet herself, then get changed. 

As the years went on, we played together all the time, and would wet ourselves when we played in the pool or on the slip n slide, or had water fights or the like. 

That was when my little naughty games started becoming more of a sexual thing, with me wetting myself or knowing she was doing the same thing around each other. 

She was always quite open about it if she had wet her pants, even if just a little bit, and I got my first sexual urges when seeing, or being told about her accidents or deliberate wetting. 

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I suppose it's not the most interesting story, but I'd say it began for me when I read the first Judy book and really liking the part where she needed to pee (to the point I wanted my mom to buy it just for that alone). After that I began having thoughts about girls being in diapers or were desperate to pee and not making it to the bathroom. I definitely knew I enjoyed omo shortly after I saw my crush almost pee herself in camp.

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*Shrugs*

I don't feel I had any significant turning point where I realized omo was a thing I liked. It was just kind of the first and only thing I went looking for when I hit the age where search engines got a new purpose :x it was almost a natural thing to me, like I never even though of looking for regular porn or generic sex, it was just wetting/messing/upskirts and various combinations of them, and I've absolutely no clue why. I will however note that I really don't like or support the idea that some have proposed that early or prolonged wetting/incontinence is in any way a predisposition to omorashi later in life, and while I think it's a common story to hear people use as their reason, I don't believe it's the main reason for most. Or perhaps it's more correct to say that I believe for every person who has wetting problems and ends up liking omorashi, there and many many more that don't like it, and it shouldn't be assumed that the two are connected imo :x

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typo (I'm sure I missed several others still ;-; (see edit history)
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It's great to hear some other opinions on this. I respect that not everybody wants or needs a reason for their feelings and that is perfectly valid too. Away from here I am involved with nutrition and the study of epigenetics. Without wanting to bore anybody to tears (and for those that don't already know) it is the study of how genes are turned on and off by our environment. Mostly I study how food impacts our body but pretty much anything we interact with can flip the switch on certain parts of our DNA.

I often wonder what switches got flipped in order for me to like certain smells or have particular feeling about things. Of course I don't need to know why I am drawn to the smell of a camp fire or what makes me excited by the feeling of a new book in my hands. It's fine to just enjoy those things for what they are.

Still, I like to wonder. I guess over thinking is part of my genetic expression too huh? :happy:

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The first time I can remember being fascinated by omo, I was 6 years old and went to the bathroom at school, and when I opened the door there was a female classmate of mine standing and peeing through her panties with her pants dropped to the floor. It seemed like she just started right about the moment when I opened the door, and I started wondering why she only had her pants down while seemingly having had enough time to get everything down and actually sit on the toilet - it wasn't like she left the classroom just before me either. Around that time I often played out fictional places in my head with cars and Lego's where people weren't required to go to the bathroom, everyone could wear diapers if they wanted to and if you didn't and wet yourself, nobody would bat an eye (I remember badly wanting that freedom in reality), and sometimes I would play with my sister's dolls (ones she didn't use, at least not anymore, they were stored in some box I had come across once) and put some water on their pants to make it seem like they wet themselves, which would dry quick enough to not be found out. I don't know if I started doing those things already before or if I started after that experience, but it sure made me start to experiment but mainly fantasize more. 

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My fascination with omo is deeply tied to my fascination with shota and the idea of childishness. There's a distinct cuteness to the kind of omo I like. I'm asexual, so I can't really get into the over-sexualized omo that seems to be the most popular.
I suppose my kink started up when I was very young. I guess I've always been kind of fascinated with the idea of dependence and deep emotions like humiliation, and omo kind of ties into that.

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It's pretty hard to say as I really can't recall any events that would spark it, but perhaps that's part of it? I don't think I've ever wet the bed in my whole life and was potty trained since before I could really remember. I never used the bathroom in school and held it all day, and I never really had any close calls. So perhaps the whole impossibility of it to me is part of what makes it appealing.

I also recall having some weird dreams when I was really young of girls wetting their diapers and then putting me into them.  I really can't say I know what prompted those dreams. I do know that despite not needing nor using them I was wearing diapers or pull ups til I was 5 and I guess I enjoyed wearing them. But while I am a bit interested in diapers, my interest in omorashi has always been a lot stronger so who knows.

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Another point I didn't mention earlier came to me. 

When I'd wet the bed as a child, I'd usually have the classic "pee dream", where I'd be busting to go, looking for a spot to pee, and I'd eventually find one, be it a toilet, a tree, a private spot, or even be told by somebody that I was allowed to go in my pants, or suddenly realise or be told that I was wearing a nappy, (like I wore to bed) and it was okay to use it. I usually woke up just as I started wetting myself. 

Fast forward to puberty. I was a late bloomer, and puberty didn't hit until I was past my fourteenth birthday. Thankfully, my bed wetting had stopped by the time I had turned eleven. 

When I started having wet dreams, they were basically the exact same dreams that I used to have when I wet the bed. I needed to pee, and would wet myself in my dreams, but now I'd orgasm instead. The only major difference was now I'd also occasionally dream of seeing other people wet their pants as well, but I'd be the one orgasming still. 

I had unsuccessfully tried to masturbate a few times, and couldn't seem to get aroused enough to finish. But in the bath one night, I was reading a book in which a girl wet herself, and I went stiff. I started rubbing myself, and my mind wandered towards my female friend wetting herself, and I started thinking about all the times I'd seen her do it, when Bingo! My first successful self induced orgasm. 

That was when I made the true connection that there was a sexual link in it for me. 

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For me I remember wetting a couple times out walking the dog in the woods, but I think the point that did it was I remember reading a book (by I think Bill Bryson as it was a travel book) where someone in it hires a hooker in thailand and she says "what do you want to do to me" and he's thinking of normal sex stuff but then suddenly veers off and pisses all over her... This was when I was around 11 or 12 years old and I think around the same time I was getting wet dreams (but didn't get sex ed til a little later so had no idea what was going on!), and then I decided to try wetting (and messing) myself a few times at home and liked it, but then I stopped when I was in secondary school and lost interest a bit...

Fast forward a few years and I went to Uni in London but dropped out so was in a pretty dark place for a while, just living in the city by myself with no real purpose and I started indulging myself a bit. After that I was living with my parents for a year while figuring things out, and I started wetting whenever they were out of the house and I could get away with it....

I decided to go back to uni to do a different course, and again didn't really do much Omo (I did have a genuine messy accident one time but only the cleaning staff knew about it), but it was still in the back of my mind... Then back with the parents for a couple years while job-hunting, temping, and finally in the job I'm now in full time, where again I'd take the opportunity to wet myself whenever they went out for the evening - by then I'd invested in some of the incontinence briefs to reduce clean-up etc - and then finally I moved into my current place, invested in some proper adult diapers and a bunch of other stuff to make the most of my fun with minimal clean-up..

But I only found out about "Omorashi" fairly recently, only about 6 months ago in fact, as before I'd never really known the proper term, and then I found this place and have really started to get along with it!

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I've never been into wetting, myself or other's, and only hold my pee when particularly horny and looking for a long session, but seeing a woman desperate to pee has turned me on since not longer after I discovered what arousal was. Sometime around puberty (12-ish for me), there was something as simple as a friend's older sister who said she had to pee when we were about a minute away from where we were going. As she was getting out and ran into the building, I felt myself getting hard but I didn't really understand why. That weekend, I snuck out of my room at night and looked it up on the internet (this was the early days and we still 1 PC for the house - with dial-up! - so it was a little harder to do than now). I ended up finding several sites and discovered that I really enjoyed it, then it just kept on going.  Prior to that, I remember a few times when friends had to pee, but it never really did much.

What was interesting, though, was that I had no real sightings or experiences of any kind for many years after this. There was one occasion, but I felt so bad for the girls (couldn't pee for hours because of broken bus) that I didn't even enjoy it at the time. Everything I had seen or "experienced" was on stories of videos online. As a result I had this weird mental thing where omorashi didn't even seem to exist in the real world. Once I finally got into a serious relationship, it took quite a while to combine our sex life with the virtual world of omorashi I had created.

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In my case I started wetting my pants on purpose before going to school (at around 4, I usually went to the bathroom but would wet if I were doing something fun and didn't want to stop).  At school I started raising my hand when I was on the brink of peeing myself and I would either wet on my desk, get up and ask the teacher while crotch grabbing (at that point if she or he said no I would either wet my pants right there (sometimes I would wet while I was asking to go) or go back to my desk, fidget a little and wet myself.  If they did let me go I would run to the stall and do it in the toilet.  I'd also wet myself if I was standing on a line to get to the stall (only 2 stalls, on for the boys and one for the ladies).  I remember once a girl on the girl's line said I was disgusting for peeing myself so I went over to where she was standing and proceeded to tickle her until she peed her panties.  As the years passed I would wet myself a little less (making it look like I was overcoming this but I would still wet myself at home) and by the time I reached junior high I wasn't wetting at school.

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My fascination originated when I was in first grade. There was a girl in my class who wet herself in class several times that year. She often smelled of pee (which I strangely liked) and strangest of all she never seemed embarrassed or fazed at all by wetting herself in class. I'm thinking that because of her my brain made a connection between girls and pee, and as I matured that evolved into my fetish.

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On 10/9/2016 at 9:28 AM, Delete Account said:

I really think mine started with me having accidents in school being too shy to ask for bathroom pass until too late. I really noticed how it interested me when girls had accidents as well. My own accidents at a young age bothered me to the point of nightmares. But I do think they are the seeds of my adult fetish,

That's about where I was. It wasn't an outside thing that I had witnessed and affected me. I was the one who was already doing the pants wetting and bed wetting and that let to the path I followed

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I also do not remember exactly how it started. I remember back in kindergarten a girl in class wetting herself and i had my first erection back at that age of 5. I felt really weird at first but somehow did not think too much about it afterwards. So I didn't feel immediate psychological effects or anything (luckily i think).


However it most probably had a permanently big effect on me which is my interest in desperation and wetting. I remember creating characters while playing with toys and making them desperate and some were wetting themselves (especially female ones, while male ones freely peed standing up). This gender difference about peeing really took my sexual attention in my early life.


At the age of 11, I discovered that wetting myself on purpose felt really good, so I started wetting myself before whenever I took a shower. I poured water on them while I was showering afterwards in order to hide from my mom that I peed in them. I also remember having my first orgasm when i was 13 years old while experimenting with wetting myself in the bathroom.

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 A few things come to mind. First being I'm the middle child of three with a sister older than me and a younger sister, both wet their beds. Also as a child I hung out with a neighborhood girl and we would often wet our swimsuits together rather than going home to use the bathroom. So I was surrounded by friends and siblings who wet their pants and I honestly felt I was missing out on something.

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I was quite young, perhaps 4, when I wet my underwear and pj in bed on morning consciously. I remember laying on one side of the crib/bed with the side down and peeing slowly so one side of the bed was dry in case I didn't enjoy laying in soggy clothes. I loved it, didn't get in trouble for doing it - but always did it in secret after that. Just underwear though.

I wrote about subsequent wetting experiences with my neighbor Janice in later years in other posts.

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