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You know, I can't quite remember exactly what got me into it.. I started holding for fun when I was about 14 in middle school.... I remember seeing some of my classmates who were desperate in class and the teacher wouldn't let them go.. I never saw any wettings, but I did see some fidgeting and crotch grabbing... That kind of thing had always bugged me a lot, and made me mad at the teachers for doing that to them. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I was fascinated with pee at a younger age. Don't really know why. One memory that sticks in my mind is one time when I was 14, riding my bike home from a friend's house and I really had to pee, and almost leaked a little bit by accident. That may have been the "trigger," but I'm not sure.. 

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I don't know really what got me hooked in.

When I was little I would draw cartoons of characters getting into situations where they would have to pee somewhere discreetly or they would pee themselves. I have no idea where this concept came from though.

When I was slightly older, I would put toilet roll and kitchen towel in my panties and let some pee go. I would wet it until it wouldn't hold anymore (which wasn't a lot) and then go and flush the evidence down the loo. I was very aware that this was a bit taboo so I tried to hide this fascination as much as I could. 

Obviously the interest didn't become sexual until a lot later but the interest in just peeing in general was quite strong from a young age.  

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Ooh, these are always fun when they pop up. I remember being keyed in to  TV shows that discussed peeing or potty training ever since a young age. I remember that one of my babysitters had a cartoon for kids to watch that discussed potty training, and I had the urge to watch it again once it was over but I knew it would be too weird to ask for it. 

The main thing that got me into it was once I was at my cousin's house and we were looking up funny pictures online. Apparently his idea of funny pictures were women peeing. We laughed along, but the (comparatively tame) pics stuck with me. Sometime after, I replicated the Google search on the family computer once I was alone, and must have gone though upwards of 40 or 50 pages of search results. 

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I got hooked at an early age because of my cousin, I wouldn't say she was accident prone as much as she was lazy and would hold it then just let it out wherever she sat, stood, laid, etc. She had her fair share of accidents though like walking home from school and soaking her pants on a busy street or rushing home and the bathroom was in use so she'd pee in the washing machine.

My first introduction to how it felt was in 3rd grade when we were returning from a field trip to a pumpkin patch and I couldn't be bothered to use the portal potties before the bus ride back to school. I made it almost the whole way back but maybe 5 minutes to go it spurted out and no amount of squirming and grabbing could stop it. It was embarrassing but looking back now I wish I could replicate that experience.

Adult life accidents usually come from drinking as much as I can before bed then holding overnight until a set time in the morning. Sometimes I make it to the bathroom, sometimes I completely soak the bed when nothing can stop the flow.

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For me, it started back when I was in first grade when I had quite a few experiences with desperation in school and had accidents a couple of times as a result of it. Back in those days, I was very shy and was too afraid to ask the teacher if I could use the bathroom. Most of the time I just waited until I got home, but the couple of times that I gave in and asked, it was at the last possible second and those instances became "too little, too late" scenarios.

After that, whenever I would see other people go through that same thing, I felt excited about it, even before I was too young to be turned on. As an older child I sometimes played holding games with friends that I had at the time for fun. It didn't really turn into a fetish for me until my last year of Middle School, when I witnessed an exciting scenario in class that really got me interested.

It was during a Health class (oddly enough) and it was probably only about fifteen minutes into it when a few different students started asking if they could use the bathroom. Only one of them was in dire need and it was one of the girls in that class. For some reason, the teacher was determined not to let any of them leave. Since it was the last hour of the school day, she kept saying they could all wait until class was over, but the girl who was bursting certainly would not have been able to. She did eventually give in and let her go, but it wasn't until that girl was so close to wetting herself that other students were standing up for her. Fortunately, she was allowed to leave before it was too late, so she didn't wet herself, but it was very close. It was an exciting day.

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trigger warning: csa mention

I think I turned out this way because I was sexually abused at a very young age, starting around the age of 3 when my mother was pregnant with my younger sibling and my dad started taking out his sexual frustration on me. When I was being abused I would often have to pee when it was happening out of fear, pain, and whatever else. I suspect I came to associate sexual stimulation with needing to pee because of the abuse. By the time I began nursery school, I was fascinated with my peer's accidents. I used to have sleepovers pretty often and I had a couple friends who were bed wetters and I was always trying to sleep right by them so I might be able to witness it, though if we were in the car and they were in pain it made me feel a mixture of empathetic pain and fascination. I remember I had one friend who would be having a random conversation and then just randomly grab herself and go "oops!" all the way into our teens. I'm more attracted to males than females but that never ceased to embarrass and fascinate me. I'd be more upset for her than she was, even though part of me was enjoying it.

I've never been very turned on by sex (maybe that also has to do with the sexual abuse). In fanfics I skip over the sex scenes. I'm more into nonsexual omo than sexual omo. I'm also attracted to fictional characters rather than actual people (with a few exceptions). I'm attracted to Loki but not Tom Hiddleston. Roleplaying holds with people who aren't playing a character doesn't do much for me. Yet, I had a boyfriend who was always having near misses and I was intensely attracted to him... at least when he had a full bladder. The moment he stopped squirming, I lost sexual interest for the most part. 

Wow I really did start rambling on.

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I don't really think that I have one single event that got me into it. It was more like a handful of things together. There were some potty training problems/relapses around the time of kindergarten, both by me and by others (visible desperation and wetting, bedwetting, random wettings and messings for no apparent reason). We had 4 groups in kindergarten named after colors, and I still suspect that it wasn't a coincidence, that I was transfered very early from the Blue Group to the Yellow Group, if you know what I mean. Even much later I had smaller and bigger accidents when being very excited, laughing hard, getting tickled, or getting spanked. Others seen some of it a few times, and it felt weird. Plus seeing others squatting down and doing business always fascinated me (like a girl peeing behind a bush).

So there was definitely an interest in me long before puberty and sexuality. Being a young teen I sometimes sat on the toilet, put toilet paper into my underwear and wet it a little. It felt good - weird, but definitely good. After I hit puberty I - as many intrepid explorers before me - complety indepedently discovered masturbating ? This meant mainly grinding on stuff, and sometimes I enhanced it with wetting; either put on some old clothes and peed into them, or soaked them with warm water. Then years later I got on the internet, and quickly found out about 3D and 2D porn, and latersome kinky/fetish stuff. And of course with this I became aware that others are into the same stupid shit that I am  ? (Around this time I tried out messing, too. It was different and... well, messy ? But that's also nice on its own.) It took some time for me to appreciate the holding and desperation aspect of this fetish, but I have come around ?

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