Jump to content
Existing user? Sign In

Sign In



Or sign in with one of these services

Sign Up
Search In
  • More options...
Find results that contain...
Find results in...

youromofantasy

Active Member
  • Content Count

    57
  • Joined

  • Last visited

About youromofantasy

  • Rank
    Squirming

Personal Information

  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

My Kinks

  • I'm into..
    Bathroom Control
    Bondage
    Pleasure control

Recent Profile Visitors

2,195 profile views
  1. I used to work at a major car insurance company as a clear-liability adjuster in their call center. It was my first corporate job after college. This employer treats their employees like absolute children. The company has a 'dependability' policy wherein you must maintain a 97% dependability rate. If you fall below 97%, you are terminated, zero questions asked. One guy on my team was terminated because he was hovering around 98% and missed one shift because he had a heart attack. Even though he had the sick time to cover the shift, they docked his dependability because he didn't call in beforehand (y'know, cause he was having a fucking heart attack). They didn't even wait until the end of his scheduled shift to have security clear out his desk (and by that point his wife had called in and everybody was aware of the situation). Every second you are late counts against your dependability. Even for high-level salaried employees, who must also clock in as if they were hourly workers. In the call center, each person is allowed 10 minutes of 'personal time' each shift. This includes bathroom breaks (and pumping breaks for new mothers...). Pregnant women who need the bathroom frequently during an 8 or 10 or even 12 hour shift are subject to that 10 minute limit, and any minute more that they need counts against their dependability. They are very literally choosing between risking termination or risking having an accident at their desks. I worked with a pregnant woman who wore diapers because she was having absolutely none of that bullshit and she was very open about it to anyone who would listen.
  2. Omg this thread is hilarious. One might even say...gold. I, too, am on the 'drip-dry' train. I keep myself waxed (bless Amazon and their cheap home-wax kits) and my labia is kind of mid-sized, I'd say, so there's maybe a few drops residual, tops. I do agree that those with big bushes probably need a bit more help drying tho. I would never let a lack of toilet paper stop me from peeing, especially if I were approaching desperation in a public environment. You have no idea how many times I've seen one or two women waiting for other stalls because one was empty of TP. I politely skip those lines and get plenty of side-eye for doing so. I wear pantyliners every day anyway and they'll catch any drops left. I don't carry a purse anymore (it's liberating, y'all) but you're absolutely right that most of us with purses carry feminine hygiene products that absolutely can double as TP if needed. And on a side note, all these folks buying TP for COVID purposes... I bought a pack of microfiber squares for like two bucks in the cleaning aisle. My washing machine does a fine enough job cleaning my peed-in pants from omo activities. I can certainly use a little cloth to wipe after peeing and wash it. Taking a page out of the cloth-diaper book, I guess. I keep hella laundry pods in stock because of said activities. I have one big pack of TP in the closet that I already had and that should last a few months if I'm not using it to wipe after peeing. Problem solved!
  3. I feel this on so many levels! I fall somewhere on the asexuality spectrum. I would so much rather watch porn or have a spicy conversation with an online friend and masturbate than have actual sex, unless I'm holding, in which case full bladder sex is where it's at. But I don't actually have any desire to participate in sex if my bladder or my partner's isn't full. My husband and I don't have sex all that often at all. We are polyamorous, so he gets that from his girlfriends and Tinder dates. He holds for me while I take care of myself and I feel 100% sexually fulfilled from that arrangement. Of course we do have sex on occasion for intimacy's sake and he's great about working around the conditions of my bladder, haha. I'm also lucky enough to have several omo friends that I play with and hold with and have omo sex with (I live in Dallas, which is the 9th most populated metro area and Austin is 11th and Houston is 4th, with only a three hour drive in between all of us). And for sure, I'm more turned on by someone needing to pee than seeing them naked. My fantasies never include anyone nude, but fully clothed and desperate. So I don't think you're weird at all! I don't feel weird anymore for being this way. I take the yolo approach to all this, which is just to do what makes me happy and enjoy myself and not worry about what social convention says I should be doing or desiring. My perfect sexy times are holding and wetting together. And for me, being so full that I lose control of my bladder feels just as good as an orgasm.
  4. As a former claims adjuster, all I can say is that I'd still be in the game if the office had this kind of thing going on...
  5. I fuckin' saw this episode the other day! My husband and I watch the original and we live in Dallas, so we were thrilled to see a spinoff set in the great state of Texas! But we're watching the episode, both of us looking awfully quizzically at the TV, and then my husband turns to me and says "Uh...no? And that didn't even do anything for you, did it?" I will also say that half the fun of watching those overproduced shows is yelling at the TV for all the shit they get wrong. My degree is in criminal justice, I hold certification in evidence collection and I worked property crimes at a police department in college (they look like regular office buildings inside the secured areas, y'all...cubicles, bland art and everything). My husband has a 20 year background in IT and currently works for an animation studio that uses complex image-manipulation software on the regular. Between the two of us, we're pretty much constantly yelling "that's not the way that works!" It's entertaining for us though, we have a good time with it.
  6. It was a JAV I downloaded from here titled "locked out of stalls" from the desperation section of the female videos. I didn't even make it past the first scene, haha. Three minutes and I was done. Those are my favorite kinds of videos and that one has some top-notch squirming. I stood no chance.
  7. What a fun topic!! My ideal date... It would need to be with a person that is also into this and whom I was also romantically attracted to. We go out for a day together, doing any datey type shit. Really, -insert activity here-. The point is that we're out all day and neither of us uses the bathroom. During the activity of choice, we would hydrate adequately. By the end of the date, we would both be far enough on the desperation scale that we've acknowledged and are talking about it. At this point we go to one of our bedrooms and proceed with full bladder sex, my favorite kind. Then we'd see which one of us can hold out the longest. For me, I'd hold until I had an accident. It doesn't matter to me if my person wants to do the same or if at some point they want to throw in the towel and pee in a toilet. As long as I got a nice bit of squirming to watch before that happened, anyway.
  8. Aww, thank you!! I certainly have come to terms with who I am, to the extent of even telling two of my good friends about it, plus my husband. It's become a part of everyday life for me, whether it be a casual hold while watching tv or a proper hold wherein I hold until I lose it. I keep towels in my home office and that's just how it be now! Oh gosh, Thomas' was the only place I could find the rare male omo content! There was so little of it back in the day. Of course, this was long before videos on the internet were even a thing (dial-up, anyone?) Of course, the WetSet forums had some male content if you looked hard enough, but it tended more towards wetting and not desperation, which is my preferred focus. Thomas' was great! These days, I see a lot of freshly legal folks on Twitter into this and all I can think is that they'll never know the struggle.
  9. The entire time I was growing up, I had an irrational fear of wetting myself. This, coupled with pee shyness, led to the fear almost consuming my every day thoughts. What I didn't know at the time was that those were intrusive thoughts and I have clinical OCD (and years and years later I'd discover I'm on the spectrum too, which also can contribute to repetitive thoughts on its own). I was terrified that one day, when unable to use the school bathrooms, I'd have a humiliating accident. I was bullied pretty severely in 2nd and 3rd grade and my entire life became about avoiding that recurring. I'd moved to a new town where I was finally accepted and the last thing I needed was to be the "pee-accident girl." That kind of shit spreads like wildfire and can follow someone's entire school career. I know this because it happened to a friend of mine and she ended up being homeschooled after that year because she couldn't take the shame. I was hyperfocused on it. I knew where the bathrooms were at any given time, not that I'd be able to use them, but it still made me feel better. I went to the bathroom every single time I left the house, even if it was ten minutes after my last trip. Hey, that was ten minutes that I just bought myself. I trained myself not to drink during the day so that I wouldn't be at risk for an accident at school. To this day, I have trouble adequately hydrating myself because I got used to not drinking anything at all. This fear didn't start dissipating until I was in college and there were breaks enough during my schedule that I could go back to my dorm and pee if I needed to. I also began taking medication for OCD that I credit for helping me relax my focus. I found omo when I was twelve (and how I felt after my friend had her accident in class made A LOT more sense haha). It did not contribute one way or the other to my hyperfocus. It felt almost like it was separate from the problem. I could get off to it while still be terrified it would happen to me, but not any more so than I'd already been.
  10. As I was growing up, I'd try to stay away from omo porn as much as I could, but I wasn't very successful at it. I'd go a couple days, get really horny, and next thing I know my self control dwindled. I knew other people were into it, or there wouldn't be the content that existed in the mid-90's (thank you, Shara, Ger, Patches and Thomas). But I felt so incredibly alone. I tried self-talk for years of my life. Didn't work, obvs. Trying to convince myself that I was "normal," that vanilla sex turned me on and not women desperate to pee. I was so focused on that that it never even occurred to me to feel any kind of way that it was women's full bladders I was attracted to. But nothing in this world can get me off except for full bladders. Nothing. I once went four entire years without omo porn. That is a long time, y'all. During that time, I had zero new material and had to just recall stories that I'd previously read. I have aphantasia, meaning that I can think about the concept of someone having a full bladder and get a 'sense' of it, but I am completely unable to picture anything in my mind's eye. Stories, even though I can't picture what they're written about, were the only thing that kept me going, just from the concept of a woman needing to pee. My boyfriend at the time, completely unknowing of my fetish, would compare any "weird" sexual thing by saying "well, at least you aren't into pee." He was incredibly judgmental and quite honestly emotionally abusive and I was terrified about what would happen if he ever found out. I didn't trust him to react well and I trusted him even less that he'd keep it to himself. I also suspected that he went through my computer when I wasn't home. Passcode protection was out of the question. I'd have caught so much hell for that. The day he finally left me...I'm not even sure he'd gotten out of the apartment's parking lot before I was on my computer searching for porn. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  11. I have an incredibly nervous bladder. If I'm nervous about something, it's not unusual for me to go to the toilet several times within a short period of time. Even though I know there's nothing in there, I still have a powerful urge sensation and can't help going "just in case." I've never actually had an accident, but on a couple occasions I've worried that I was close. And the worst part is that other people make me the most nervous of anything. And confrontation terrifies me. Anytime someone yells at me or gets really angry with me, I get the feeling like I could have an accident. It was kind of a nightmare when I worked in restaurants and retail because people can behave horribly ugly for no good reason. And you're right, the sensation makes me feel more vulnerable than I already do in that situation.
  12. Having an accident is one of the best forms of stress relief for me! I think I'm a little different than most because it's not the act of peeing on its own that's relaxing/relieving. It only works for me if it's after a really long and intense hold. It's the loss of control and all the brain chemicals that get dumped during that process that give me the relaxing effect. It doesn't quite work for me if I hold and then pee in a toilet, it has to be against my will. But there's nothing like it in the world.
  13. My schools in the US never locked the bathrooms during school hours, though my elementary school would close and lock them during the last period of the day. I'm about to veer a touch off topic here, but I always felt the bathroom policies at my schools were absolutely ridiculous though. We only had five minutes in between classes and there was zero tolerance for tardiness. My high school had detached buildings A through J sprawled over a huge campus and they did not take any of that into account when arranging rooms. Each building held all the classrooms for a particular subject (like D hall was the sciences, etc), so we were walking in between buildings for every class of the day. Not to mention, our lockers were assigned haphazardly across the buildings. And it was regularly 115 degrees outside for four months out of the school year, so lots of drinking. It was completely unreasonable to expect students to be able to use the bathroom in between classes and teachers were instructed by the school district to be very strict when it came to bathroom access. Some were more lenient than others, and I remember several instances where teachers explained that they'd been censured for allowing too many bathroom visits and they'd have to crack down on it. We had sign out sheets for every class and bathroom trips were monitored that way. I can very clearly recall one specific instance where the teacher allowed a bathroom visit for one girl that was on the verge of an accident and I got to watch her squirm while she was signing the sheet. She was begging the whole time, "can't I sign it when I get back?" None of this ever affected me because I was too pee-shy to use the bathroom at school at all, but I always felt like it was unduly unfair to the others.
  14. Hmm. I've never really thought about this in depth! I'm usually happy as a clam holding by myself in the privacy of my own home, or occasionally with a friend, when I've been lucky enough. I may have to third the music festival thing, though I can't handle being in that situation with that many people in real life. It's a sensory nightmare. But it does offer the ideal situation since anyone that saw my wet pants would either think I was too drunk to make it to the bathroom or that I just didn't want to lose my spot, which are two relatively socially acceptable reasons to pee yourself. I do kind of also have a thing about airplanes. Probably because that one actually happened to me back in the day when flight attendants were still allowed to deny someone the bathroom. That gives the extra thrill of having someone tell me no when I'm bursting, which is something I very much enjoy.
  15. Lol I love how this quickly derailed. Back on topic, I use cannabis while holding sometimes. It does dull bladder sensation for me. I find, however, that trying to get off while high is a fucking nightmare and the orgasm isn't any better than normal so it's not worth the effort for me. It takes f o r e v e r to get anywhere when I'm high and usually just ends up being kind of frustrating, so I don't tend to smoke and hold unless I know for sure I'm not going to want to get off during the process. Goes to show how everyone's different! That's super cool it enhances sexual experiences for a lot of folks; I'm probably in the minority there. Most of my holds are totally sober so I can fully enjoy the experience and then I spark it up afterwards.
×
×
  • Create New...