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starry-eyed

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    Bathroom Control
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  1. Hey y'all! It's been a long while since I've been active on here, and a lot has changed, so I figured I'd just pop on in with a short new intro! I'm Niko, but you can just refer to me by my UN if that's easier~ I've been semi-openly into omorashi for a few years now (and by semi-open, I mean I'm wildin in the kink community, but keep it private otherwise :P), and mostly partake in writing stories and roleplays and whatnot! I love doing my own holds, but I'm not a particularly adventurous sort and cleanups are a hassle, so for the most part, I'll likely be posting fictional content from here on out. I also have a tumblr blog, starry-eyed-omo, where I love to chat amongst the community and where I post drabbles and sometimes take writing requests!! Honestly, I've super missed being more active in the omo community, and while I'm sure I won't be the busiest member 'round here, I hope to have some fun and meet some awesome people! 💜
  2. Tonight, spur of the moment, I decided I would do a small hold just for fun. I wasn't feeling like doing anything big, as I was quite tired after a long day, but I had the time, so, I figured, why not? As per my usual, I started off rather casually, drinking around half a litre of water in the first two hours. It didn't do much for me, only made me feel a mild urge to use the restroom. A little while after, I chugged 250 mL, followed by 250 more, sipped over the course of an hour and a half. By the time I finished this off, I was definitely starting to feel it, and the slight urge to squirm energised me a bit. It was as if my anticipation for a nice, long hold had me slowly regaining the energy I had lost throughout the day, and before I knew it, I had added another half a litre to the mix, bringing the total to around 1.5 litres in my system, perhaps a bit more since it wasn't exact measurements. Now, I'm no superhuman, and my bladder can't hold nearly that much, so I knew I was going to be full to bursting quite soon. My body was practically shivering with anticipation for the desperation I had been craving for a few days now. I spent the next bit of time sprawled out on the floor, watching various YouTube videos to keep myself distracted from the slowly growing discomfort in my abdomen. Every so often, I reached down to feel my bladder, testing how full it was. Around the 6 hour mark of the hold, when it was starting to get quite late at night, my bladder had finally reached the point where even the most fascinating video couldn't keep me distracted. It was rock hard, and spasms rocked my entire body every few seconds. My skin was taut and warm around my too-full bladder, and I was almost shaking from the strain of trying to keep it all in, as well as the pure rush of anticipation at finally reaching the peak of my desperation. After observing my slight bulge for a little bit, I laid down on the floor on my back, legs straight out, and willed myself to lay completely still, just to see how long I could hold it without squirming or grabbing myself. I felt as if my whole body was burning with the effort, and I couldn't even last a whole minute with how much I needed to go. Before I even realized what was happening, my weakened bladder muscles caved, and liquid started trickling out, filling my panties with a warm wetness. As soon as I recognized what the sensation was, I immediately panicked, as I didn't want to completely wet myself and have to deal with the clean-up. Even so, when I finally managed to stand up, there was a large wet spot on the floor, and I didn't even stop leaking when I was standing, drops traveling down my bare legs. I grabbed myself to forcefully stop the flow as best I could, and moved as quickly as possible to the bathroom, which was luckily not far away. I took a seat on the toilet without even bothering to pull down my already soaked panties, and as soon as I did, the rest of the contents of my bladder started gushing out in an almost orgasmic relief. Afterwards, I sat there for a few moments, reveling in the warm wetness of my completely soaked panties. The feeling was like pure bliss, and I clung to that high for as long as I could, as a more intense hold like that was exactly what I had needed. It's left me absolutely exhausted afterwards, but luckily, I have a full night's sleep ahead of me! I just hope I won't have to wait too long for the next hold~
  3. Haha yep, I'm a bit of an obsessive tea drinker, so that's sure to be popping up more than just once in the future! ?
  4. I've already got a couple posted up in wetting experiences if you haven't seen them yet! Hopefully there will be more soon to come as well~ :)
  5. I think that until you become a member (instead of an introductory member), you're not able to change your profile pic. I had the same issue when I first joined but as soon as I had enough posts to be a member, I was able to access and change my pfp in the exact way mentioned above!
  6. I think if you wanted to tell him straight out, maybe feel around a bit by dropping some hints, if you can. Maybe mention some things here and there, see how he reacts? I would also definitely cater how you tell him to his personality and how his brain works! For example, when I've told people I've been involved with, I changed my approach depending on how I thought they would best take it. One of them was a very analytical personality type, very factual and not very good with emotions, so I told them by saying that I had a kink I'd like to tell them about, and that I'd like them to keep an open mind. I then shared the facts about it, was very clear about what I liked and disliked, and told them they didn't have to make any decisions about it in the meantime. I gave them time to ask questions, and in the end they actually agreed to try things with me sometime! Another person that I knew was very open to just about any kinds of kinks and fetishes, I just told outright, rather casually too, and they were just completely fine with it. It really depends on the person and how you think they'll react, but the most important thing is to just take it slow, and give them the time they need to think, research, and decide what they're comfortable with. Be ready for a lot of questions, and also prepare yourself for the fact that they just might not be comfortable with it, as it could be a possibility. However, as long as you're respectful, understanding, and completely open about your feelings without forcing anything upon him, and perhaps making it clear that nothing has to change if he doesn't want it to (although you'd love it if he kept an open mind), then hopefully it will go okay! You might have to make compromises in the long run, but if you don't try telling him, you'll never truly know how he'll respond. I hope this helps you a bit, and I wish you luck!! I know telling people close to you, whose opinions you care about can be very difficult, and I truly do hope that everything works out amazingly between the two of you if you decide to tell him!
  7. A lot of Tumblr's algorithms right now for flagging content for removal is completely screwed up, but there is a reason for this! Tumblr has stated that any sort of text erotica will not be purged, only visual stuff. Any NSFW text posts, fiction, etc, will still remain intact under the current algorithm, even if all the media is getting attacked, including perfectly SFW blogs.
  8. starry-eyed

    Yoga

    I've done some light yoga while holding before, around the point where it was a 7.5 or 8 on the scale, and I agree, it feels amazing! The poses that force you to stretch and test your flexibility, as well as the ones that involve you directly being on your bladder are absolute torture, and I'm surprised that they're not used more often in holding challenges and whatnot! They really make you quite aware of just how hard your bladder is. I'm glad to hear that you enjoyed yourself!!
  9. I'm still fairly new around here, but I've already chatted with a few people and it's been quite nice! I still haven't found any long-term acquaintances, but so far my experience with PMs has been very positive and even as a girl on here I'm very open to receiving messages from anyone that wants to chat! Honestly, as long as people are kind and don't demand anything too personal to be shared, I don't view anyone that contacts me privately as a creep! Just mutual respect of boundaries is plenty, I think~
  10. It's snowing today, the sort of snow where the entire world looks like you're viewing it from the inside of a snowglobe! The best part? I don't have to leave home at all, so I can just curl up with a warm mug of tea!
  11. I'd have to go with a big bladder for a couple reasons: 1) The convenience during everyday life. Not having to go as often is great whether or not you're into omo! 2) I love really noticeable bladder bulges and with the right anatomical structure and a big bladder, that's certainly achievable. I have a slightly larger than average bladder myself, so I definitely wish mine was a little bigger~
  12. I really feel that one. My glasses always get soaked if I stay out in the rain for too long. That and being freezing after getting wet are the two worst things about rain, I think, but it's still worth it for me! Just as long as I can get back inside soon and get my glasses all dried off. ?
  13. I adore rain! Sometimes I'll let myself be caught outside in a thunderstorm and get absolutely soaked, there's something so refreshing about it~ I also love watching it from inside, rain sounds, etc. I'm not sure if it really has any relation to my being into omorashi, though. I just really like nature!
  14. I just realized I never properly wrote up a little introduction for myself, so here goes! I'm Nikoletta, but you can just call me Niko! I'm currently a college student in the U.S., and I've been interested in omo for... about a year now? It's honestly taken me much longer than I should have to realize that I had an omo fetish, haha! I'm really into desperation and holds, and while it can be a bit difficult to orchestrate my own holds since I don't live alone, I adore having my own personal omo experiences, or even sharing some with others over the internet! I'm biromantic asexual, but definitely lean more towards girls. ^-^ I'm not big on sharing pics or videos of myself to the public, but I'll be telling stories of my more eventful experiences whenever I have the time, and perhaps writing some fiction as well if I'm feeling it! It's lovely to meet you all~
  15. It’s been a while since the last time I’ve posted, and there’s been a few developments in my life! I’ve been experiencing some health issues that made continuing my usual omo habits a little difficult, but I’ve fully recovered by now! After a few experimental holds to see how well my bladder could do, but not pushing it too far, I finally decided to get into a more serious hold one day when I was home alone. Anyone that knows me personally knows that I’m a pretty big fan of gaming; I’ll play lots of MMOs (usually the worse they are, the better, for my own ironic entertainment). Just lately, I finally started playing one that came out a few years ago, and much to my delight, the plot was just as awful as I’d heard. To add to the entertainment, a newer friend of mine played with me over a voice call, as we both find great amusement in the unironically awful games that can be found when browsing the internet. For a quick introduction, this new friend of mine is called Ava! She’s a college student like me that I met on campus in a local tea shop, as we’re both complete tea snobs. The two of us hit it off almost immediately, and while she doesn’t know a thing about my omorashi kink, I won’t lie, I really do hope our relationship progresses to the point where I will be able to tell her about it. I won’t get too hopeful now, though, as it’s still a fairly new relationship! Anyways, since I realized I also really, really wanted to try testing my limits a bit after so long away from the omo scene, I thought of a rather intriguing premise. And by that, I mean purposely doing a hold while playing the aforementioned MMO with Ava. She’s avid about her planning, so we had a set time where we’d start playing, and I knew when I needed to start my hold in order to be properly desperate while we were playing. I decided that I would go to the bathroom once in the morning, drink normally until noon, and once I was home and out of classes, I would start up with some tea, and water. I should mention, it is wintertime where I live, so it’s the perfect weather for me to break out all my favourite drinks (that also conveniently happen to be diuretics). I really didn’t have much of an issue up until noon, other than a slight urge thanks to the tea I drank that morning (a lovely cinnamon apple, highly recommend to all the other tea drinkers out there!). I ate lunch as normal, but drank a whole bottle of water along with it to get the process going. Before I hopped on the computer with Ava, I also had a mug of tea, had started half a water bottle, and had made some more tea to sip while I was playing with her. We hopped onto voice chat around 1:30, at which time I was already definitely starting to feel the effects of all I had drunk so far. It wasn’t anything too worrying, but I could already feel the anticipation bubbling in my stomach for when it would get much worse, surely soon. (Honestly, at this point, I hadn’t even decided if I was going to try to make it to the end of the call. I only promised myself that no matter what, I wouldn’t stop playing to get a bathroom break. Just in case, I already had towels around the base of my seat, and had chosen a wooden chair so I wouldn’t get any cushions soaked.) (I won’t share too many details of our conversation, for Ava doesn’t know I’m posting this and I don’t want to violate her privacy, considering that our banter about the game was also littered with regular conversation about our lives and whatnot.) It was surprisingly easy to lose myself in the game, and while I was aware of how much I was drinking while playing, it didn’t really hit me until I started getting really desperate. It probably wasn’t much more than a half hour into our gaming session when I found myself squirming a bit, feeling that familiar ache in my bladder, pleading for release. However, when I gently felt it with my fingers, I confirmed that I could definitely still hold more. It wasn’t even close to completely hard yet. It was simply normal desperation, the time when I might take a break from gaming if I wasn’t purposely doing a hold. Instead, I only asked to pause so I could go refill my water bottle. Fast forward another half hour, and it was getting incredibly difficult to concentrate on the game. I was adjusting my position much more frequently, squirming in an attempt to keep my bladder’s desperate spasms under control. My mic must have picked up some of it, or perhaps Ava noticed my lack of concentration on both our conversation and the game, as it was around this time that she asked if I was feeling okay. I felt a heated flush of embarrassment at the realization that my discomfort was so obvious to her, but luckily, she couldn’t see me. I reassured her that I was okay and, though sounding suspicious, she let it go and continued playing with the reminder that we could stop whenever I wanted. Obviously, I didn’t want to stop. I had come so far now that there was no turning back. I wouldn’t want to get this desperate for nothing. When I reached down and pressed gently on my bladder during a brief break, it was nearly rock hard, like a balloon ready to burst. I had to suppress a soft moan at the sudden spasm the motion caused, my muscles tensing greatly. If we kept playing for much longer, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold it. There was simply no way, not with how desperate I was and the amount of nervous excitement that filled my veins at the thought of accidentally losing control when someone else would be able to hear everything if I wasn’t quiet enough. In a brief moment of cowardice, I turned my mic sensitivity down just in case. As much as I loved the thrill, I didn’t think I’d be able to stand the embarrassment if Ava actually heard something. Eventually, Ava said that she’d have to get off in half an hour to get some homework done. Honestly, at this point, I was losing track of time. It took all my energy to not completely break down into a mess of desperation right there on the voice call. I was squirming like crazy, and I couldn’t even hold myself because I needed both hands to play. My bladder felt like a huge rock between my legs, and I’m sure I had a noticeable bulge, but I didn’t want to look and lose my concentration on the game (which was already fragile enough on its own). Soon enough, the first leak came in the form of a rush of desperation, and the only thing that stopped my from wetting myself completely was my determination to hold on as long as I could. I clenched my muscles, gritted my teeth, and kept mashing the keyboard. After that, it quickly became harder and harder. The brief moment of relief and the dampness of my panties made my mind scream to just give up and let go. It was truly a blessing that we happened to be in the middle of a particularly harrowing boss fight at the time, so there was radio silence on both our ends and I didn’t have to worry about continuing conversation. I’m not sure if I could have, to be completely honest. My mind was laser focused on trying not to explode. Another leak, this one much larger, and a sharp intake of breath. My bladder was absolutely aching for release, and it was then that I knew for sure there was no way I was going to make it until the end of the call. I was way too full. The crucial moment came just moments later, when Ava let out an unexpected shout of frustration when she died for the second time fighting the boss. I jumped in surprise at the noise, forgot about keeping my muscles clenched for a single second, and the flood began. It started as a strong gush, impossible for me to stop no matter how hard I tried. I bit my lip, mumbling some form of sympathy for Ava while trying my hardest to be completely quiet and not give any indications of the complete ecstasy of the release I had been wanting so desperately for so long. My pants and chair quickly grew flooded, and it started to travel down the leg of my pants, dribbling down onto the floor and soaking into the towel at my feet. I was now quite thankful for that safety precaution, even if my clothes ended up soaking up most of the accident anyways. Eventually, the flow came to a stop, and I let out a small sigh of relief. It had felt absolutely amazing to finally let go, and Ava hadn’t even noticed a thing, as far as I knew. We only kept playing for around ten more minutes before Ava bid me farewell, but I had to sit there in my own mess the entire time until I finally had the privacy to clean up. Honestly, looking back on it now, the entire idea was completely insane (what if Ava had figured it out, after all?). It’s one of the riskiest things I’ve ever pulled, and it felt insanely dirty, but at the same time, I adored every moment of it. I’m not sure if I’m ever going to try something like this again, but it was certainly quite fun while it lasted!
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