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  1. Gregg

    Your favorite recurring fantasy

    A fantasy I've been having recently (which I hope to be able to act out soon) is to get really desperate, then have my girlfriend deny me use of the toilet. She'll tie me to the bed with my arms and legs apart so I can't hold myself. Then she'll gently torture me, trying to get me to wet myself. Eventually I can't hold on and lose control. Maybe soaking my pants, or maybe she's already pulled them down during the torture, making it even more shameful. Then, after I've humiliated myself in front of her, she empties her own bladder onto me, since I'm already in a puddle of piss.
  2. Gregg

    Do you smoke weed ?

    I'm a bit late to the party here, but I just wanted to say it's nice to see how marijuana-friendly this community is. I posted a wetting experience yesterday, but what I neglected to mention (partially for brevity's sake and partially out of fear of judgment) was that I got high just before handing the reins off to my girlfriend. https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/52491-first-wetting-in-front-of-my-girlfriend/ I had never done a hold while high before, and I have to say, it really enhanced the experience (it also caused a few coughing fits that really didn't help my bladder at all). Normally for me, the desperation is something I just have to force myself to endure so I can get to the wetting at the end. But when I got high this last time, I was truly enjoying the feeling of needing to go. It actually made me moan and shiver a few times. I had never really understood the pleasure of being desperate before then. I can't wait to do it again and try to hold on even longer.
  3. So, the last time I posted here was a a few months ago when I wrote about wetting my pants for the first time in years after letting my girlfriend know about my fetish. https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/50542-first-wetting-in-ages My girlfriend wasn't home for that one, but I kept her in the loop about what I was doing and didn't hide anything from her. At the time, I was disappointed by her seeming total lack of interest in what I was doing. Since that time, I've opened up more to her about my interest and had several discussions with her about it, trying to find out what she thinks, and how much she would be willing to try with me. Although she isn't turned off or disgusted by it in any way, she really doesn't see the appeal either. Lately, we've started experimenting with some light domination play in the bedroom (with me as the sub) and she seems to really get off on that, so I thought I would try to approach things from that angle to spark an interest in her. The original plan was, we were going to go for an evening walk to a nearby park on Sunday night. I was going to get desperate beforehand, so that I already had to go by the time we left the house, then I would leave it up to her to decide when, where, and how I should pee, as long as I did it before we got back home. That plan got a little derailed when our dog broke one of her toenails Sunday afternoon, so we decided it would be best to stay home and keep an eye on her (we were originally going to take her on the walk with us). I still got desperate as planned, and then at a pre-determined time (when we originally would have left for the walk) I told my girlfriend that my fate was now in her hands. My desperation level was probably around a 7 at this point, and I knew from past experience that I had about an hour before I would be genuinely leaking. I was hoping to be allowed to relieve myself before I reached that point though. I was actually worried my girlfriend was going to be more sadistic than I could handle, but in fact, it was the total opposite. Like I mentioned earlier, she really doesn't see the appeal of this. She's told me repeatedly that to her, desperation = discomfort, and she doesn't see how anyone could get pleasure from it. She said I looked so uncomfortable with all the squirming and grabbing I was doing, that when I asked her to tell me what to do, the first thing she said was, "Just go to the bathroom!" I tried to explain to her that my desperation in this situation was no different from when she would "torture" me in the bedroom, but I'm still not sure she sees the connection. Anyway, after telling me to just go to the bathroom multiple times (out of genuine concern for my discomfort), I confessed to her that I really wanted to wet my pants with her watching. She agreed, and I asked her if there were any particular types of clothes she would like to see me wet in. She had no preference, so I chose a pair of light jeans and grey underwear that would both really show the wetness. The jeans had just come out of the dryer, so they were a little extra-snug, and really put a lot of extra pressure on my bladder. After that, I followed her around the house for a few minutes more and helped with some household chores before we finally went to the kitchen and I got some towels ready. She poured herself a drink at the table while I knelt on the towels in front of her, fidgeting and grabbing myself, while we had a conversation about my interest in desperation and wetting, and what aspects specifically appeal to me. Finally, we decided it was time, so I stood up and got ready to let go. I was worried I would have performance anxiety, but it only took 1-2 seconds before my flow started, so I must have been pretty desperate. I remember hearing her gasp when the first wet spot appeared, but after that, I was too lost in the experience to see or remember what her reactions were. I decided that if I was going to let her see this side of me, I wasn't going to hold anything back. I rubbed the front of my jeans and squeezed myself as the pee ran down my legs. I put my hand down my pants and cupped myself so that the pee filled my hand and ran through my fingers. After my left leg was soaked, I moved myself to the other side and let it run down the other leg to get as much coverage as possible. I'm sure I was probably panting the whole time. I unzipped my pants to expose my wet boxers, and gently squeezed myself so the pee streaming through the fabric was even more visible. At one point, I was about to pull my boxers away from my body so my stream would be visible as it came out of me, but a little droplet of pee splattered on the floor between me and my girlfriend, and she reacted negatively to that, so I apologized and kept my underwear on until I was done. Once my stream finally came to a stop, I pulled my underwear down and started stroking myself. She commented that I seemed really turned on, and I reminded her that I had told her in advance that I would be. I suddenly started getting some negative Weinstein vibes in my head at this point, so I said to her, "If anything I'm doing is making you uncomfortable, just say so and I'll stop," but she didn't indicate that was the case, so I kept going. After a few seconds, the pee on my skin was starting to dry up, and stroking become uncomfortable, so I decided I was done and started to take off my wet clothes and clean up. After I cleaned everything up, she went to watch TV while I went to "take care of myself" in the other room, before going upstairs to shower. After I came back downstairs, I thanked her for letting me be myself with her, and told her how much I appreciated it. I hope I can get her more interested in participating in the future, but even if all she does is accept this part of me, that's enough for me.
  4. How do you pass the time when you start to get really desperate?
  5. I'm not sure if anyone here remembers me. I used to be a semi-regular contributor, but about 4-5 years ago I stopped posting. The main reason for that was I started seeing someone. So the shift in my attentions combined with the fact that I didn't really feel right talking about sexual(ish) subject matter with strangers while I was dating someone led to me not coming here anymore, except to lurk the downloads section once in a while. Well, I'm still seeing the same person, we're now living together, and I've let her know about my peeing/wetting fetish in bits and pieces over the years. I already told her a year or so ago that in the past I've wet my pants on purpose for fun. She was surprised but didn't seem put off by it. One evening a couple of weeks ago, I told her directly (with much embarrassment) that I wanted get really desperate and wet my pants again, as it's something I hadn't done since before we started going out. She was indifferent more than anything, but just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to make a mess on the carpet or furniture or anything. Well, that holding session ended prematurely due to an unintended orgasm while I was pressing my bladder (I think it must be a prostate thing) and after that I lost interest so didn't end up wetting myself. However, last week I decided to do it again. During the last few hours of work, I started drinking water regularly, doing the prep phase of the Rapid Desperation method. My intent was to pee one last time before leaving work (about 2:30) and then continue doing the Rapid Desperation method at home and hold out until my girlfriend got home (I estimated about 5:30). As soon as I got home, I texted her that I was going to hold my pee again, and was going to try to hold on until she got home. My intent was to be on the edge of bursting when she got back, and then I would ask her if she would tell me what to do (keep holding, go in my pants, etc.) She has a mischievous side where she likes to tease people, so I thought this would be a great way to get her involved. I absolutely love the Milovana challenges while I'm holding, so once I got home about 2:50 I started one of those. Actually I started several. I usually have 2-3 going at once so that I can switch between them when one of them has a really long break in it (like 10-12 minutes). The whole time, I was diligently drinking and following the challenge instructions, and I could feel my urge growing. I took care of some household chores in the meantime, and then I got wrapped up responding to some emails for a nonprofit I volunteer with. At around 4:00 I was getting noticeably fidgety sitting at my computer, and I was trying to fill out a spreadsheet for one of the emails I was writing. I couldn't really focus on the Milovana challenges, but it was getting harder and harder to enter the data. Finally, around 4:30 I managed to wrap up the email, and by that time I was starting to reach true desperation territory. I couldn't stop moving, and my bladder had reached the point where I had to actively hold on to keep from leaking. This always happens right around the 2 hour mark when I do the Rapid Desperation method. Every minute that passed felt like ten, and I thought there was no way I was going to make it until 5:00, let alone 5:30. At this point I started the "Extreme Desperation Challenge" and did my best to hold on as long as I could. Around 5:00 I started having serious pressure waves. I felt like any one of them could be the one that made me leak. I usually leak when I start to reach my limit, rather than just having the dam burst. A couple of times the waves were so intense that I grunted out loud with the effort of holding back, like I do when I'm lifting weights and struggling to get that one last rep. Around 5:05 I was surprised I was still holding, and desperately hoping my girlfriend would text soon to let me know she was on her way home. I was sweating and squirming nonstop at this point. Every time I'd reached this level of desperation in the past, I would usually go outside for a long walk, since that's the only way I could avoid the temptation of just using the toilet or letting go in my pants in the privacy of my own home. Around 5:30 I couldn't stand straight anymore. I was on my knees, and by this time had put a towel under me just in case. My girlfriend finally texted that she was on her way home, (which put her arrival about 15 minutes out) and I responded that I would try to hold on. Around 5:40 I still had the Milovana challenges going, but I knew that I would lose control if I actually attempted any of them. I was just hunched over on my knees on the floor in front of my computer, squeezing myself and bouncing up and down on my heels like crazy. There was no position I could get in to take pressure off my bladder. If I had been outside walking like I usually was at this point, I'm sure I would have already had a spurt or two. Being hunched over on the floor was the only thing keeping me from leaking. Around 5:47 (I remember the time because I was watching the clock intently at this point) my girlfriend still wasn't home, and I didn't know how much longer I could last, so I hobbled my way into the bathroom and knelt on my towel on the tile floor. All I could do was stare blankly at the tile pattern and try to keep holding. I didn't know what was taking my girlfriend so long to get home, but more than anything I wanted to last until she arrived. If I had been in any other situation, even outside walking, I would have already wet myself, if not from the pressure, then just from the absolute desperation of wanting relief. I'm ashamed to admit that at this point, my resolve weakened. I probably could have muscled my way through, but another wave hit and the desire for relief was just too much. I tightened up all my muscles and tried to hold it in, but my reflexive urge to let go overpowered, and the dam burst. I said before that usually I'm a leaker, but this was a full on wetting. The relief was incredible, and at the same time I was so full that I didn't feel relieved at all. I held my shirt up out of the way to keep it from getting wet as I hissed into my khaki pants, soaking down my left leg and dripping from my butt onto my calves beneath me. I peed for probably 20-30 seconds before the stream tapered off. My bladder was still so full, but it wasn't at the bursting point anymore, and for some reason I found myself unable to continue peeing after the initial explosion. I knelt on the wet towel, panting heavily, sweat dotting my forehead, disappointed that I hadn't been able to hold on longer. I stayed like that for a couple of minutes, wondering if I should start to get cleaned up, or wait for my girlfriend to arrive. Finally, about 2 minutes later I heard the garage door, as my girlfriend arrived home. I waited for her to find me, or to call my name, but I could just hear her putting her things away in the kitchen. I said to her, "I didn't make it" (or something like that) and she responded, "Oh, you peed?" "Yeah." I said, and got no response. "...Are you disappointed"? "I was hoping you would vacuum..." she replied. Not exactly the response I was hoping for. "What are you doing in there?" She asked. "I'm... sitting on a wet towel..." I said. I can't remember what she said after that, but basically she was totally indifferent to my situation. I guess I can't blame her, but I was fairly disappointed I didn't get some kind of reaction. I finally got up, took off my pants, and started to wipe up the floor. After putting the wet things in the laundry (still wearing my soaked boxers) I saw her and said, "If I had made it until you got home, I was going to ask you to tell me what to do," again, hoping for some kind of response. "I would have asked you to vacuum," she said, totally misinterpreting what I was saying. I don't think she was mad or frustrated with me, I just think her mind was in a totally different place from mine at that point. When I explained to her what I meant, she did seem to express some interest in the idea of having me pee in the back yard, so that gave me some glimmer of hope. Later that night I was getting ready for bed and she was about to shower, and I said, "I need to pee" (intending to use the other bathroom) and she responded, "Hold it until I get back" (which I did) so I think there's still some possibility of getting her to participate in the future.
  6. Gregg

    Pissed Myself at the Grocery Store

    I sometimes suspect that our habit of wetting our pants at home is at least partly responsible for incidents like this. I think the more we wet our pants for fun, the more we break the psychologically ingrained notion that we're not supposed to, which makes it easier to do so on accident, even in situations where we don't particularly want to.
  7. Gregg

    So President Trump is a thing...

    Who is discriminating against religious people? Are people in positions of power and authority denying individuals access to things like housing, employment, bank loans, goods and services, etc. based on their religion? Freedom of religion means you're able to believe whatever you want, not that you're able to act however you want. You can practice your religion, but not to the extent that it starts hurting other people.
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    Jade Filth Videos

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    Duluth Quick Dry Pants

    I just saw a TV commercial for these, and you can guess what possibilities my mind started coming up with. http://www.duluthtrading.com/store/mens/workwear/dry-on-the-fly/quick-dry.aspx Their motto is "Unwet your pants." Anyone ever played around with anything like this? I have a pair of pants I use for hiking which are quick-drying to keep sweat wicked away from your body. I have wet in them once or twice, and they really do fully dry in a matter of minutes. The material is really thin, though.
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    Ballerina Omo?

    Here's an alternate version of the same video, but without the watermarks. http://thisvid.com/videos/japanese-pissing-ballet-show/
  11. Gregg

    Magazines

    I don't know, it's been probably 20 years since I last had a subscription (and my parents would have been the ones doing the subscribing). I figured it was one of those things like TV or internet, where it automatically renews month after month unless you cancel.
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    Magazines

    The only people who get magazines now are probably the ones who had subscriptions back in the days when they still contained substance, and have just never cancelled them.
  13. I also get turned on to some degree watching some of the videos I've recorded of myself. I think at least part of it is masturbatory. I know what I like, and so it's easier to tailor a video of myself to include those specific elements.
  14. I've had that fantasy too. To act as a toilet for a desperate friend or lover to prevent them from having an accident (or vice versa). Of course, only in a staged scenario that was planned in advance. I would see drinking it as an act of compassion in that situation, rather than degradation, as it's often seen.
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    What anime?

    This looks like a real fetish anime, but I'm afraid I can't identify it. If it's an edit, it's insanely well done, because the dialogue matches up with the action, which means someone would have had to either record new lines, or find dialogue from another anime that matches the edit.