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  1. I have also always been a fan of Let It Go. "Let it go! Let it go! Don't hold it back anymore!"
  2. Is there somewhere on the site where the admins have posted rules for story writers? Necessary age for characters, taboo topics, etc? I have some story ideas but don't want them to get banned because they cross certain lines. So if there is someplace where the rules are laid out, I can't find it and would appreciate a link.
  3. She is already desperate when "one pill makes her larger." She grows with such force that she loses control and she has become so gigantically tall that she floods the Wonderland as if a tsunami had hit it.
  4. Again, I am quoting a source who worked at wetset. If there was any reality at all to the whole thing, it had to do with a woman who was in a band with Fast Cat Robin long before Moppet appeared on the scene. I don't remember her name, but it may in fact be true that she did have an accident while performing at a punk club. Did they say the interview was in Australia? I thought it took place while Paul was in the US, because some of the photos were taken at Niagara Falls. The age difference sounds about right. Robin's whole outlook and vcabulary, as I knew it from his emails, indicated an older man. The emails I received from Moppet may or may not have been from her, but they were definitely not from Robin. The whole syntax, grammar, and spelling was different. People can try to fake that stuff, but only an expert can do it with consistency. At one point they did have a sample song uploaded onto wetset -- but anyone with a few bucks for studio time and some friends with guitars can do this. It was pretty dreadful. Grinding minor chords with shopworn Satanic lyrics. Seriously, they sounded like a Marilyn Manson-inspired garage band on quaaludes.
  5. Fast Cat's real name was Robin. I communicated with him through email many times when I was trying to set up the magazine article for Bizarre, but I don't remember that I ever knew his surname. He was Moppet's boyfriend. I don't know if he was ever prosecuted for child molestation when her parents finally found her.
  6. Sadly enough, that was a bit of a farce. Yes, there really was a Moppet, and she did do a photo shoot for Paul of wetset, but it is not clear if there was ever an actual band. At that time I was writing full time for magazines, and had some interest from the short-lived Bizarre Magazine which tried to revive the spirit of the magazine with the same name back in the 50's. Moppet's male partner kept promising a press package I could use and a gig schedule, but he never delivered and just kept insisting that they were still working on the new "line-up" in the band. Moppet was underage, her parents were searching for her, and when she unexpectedly got pregnant she went back home to them. My source for all this info was a staff member of wetset whose name I will not mention. I did have some nice email conversations with Moppet, and she wasw quite real, but a bit of a mess.
  7. I have become quite turned on by omorashi scenes in mainstream fiction. The scene in Mario Vargas Llosa's "Death in the Andes" where the bride wets her pants on an over-crowded public bus really did it for me, as did the wet bar maid in James Joyce's "Ulysses."
  8. Has anyone been around long enough to remember Thomas' Water Sports Resource Page? It had a high level of literacy, lots of great stories, and those great psychological observations about omorashi from the marvelous Michelle.
  9. I'd love to hear one of those Valkyries sing out "Ho yo to ho, Oops! Oh no! Oh!" Most of the opera gals I've met are heterosexual, and pretty lonely because they always work with gay men and tend to be chubby as well. I'd love to bring a bouquet of red roses to her dressing room after the show and ask her out for a few late night drinks before she has a chance to change her underwear.
  10. I don't know any musicians who have wet themselves during performance, but I do know a gal who wears diapers every time she goes to the symphony or the opera because "those shows are just so darn long."
  11. lhansen also said: "The thing that always helped me was waiting until the trust was there." I think that is the cornerstone. You can know people for a few years and never be sure that it is okay to talk to them about fetishes. You can know someone for just a few days and be sure that it is okay.
  12. A connection with "the fetish" definitely doesn't mean that you will be compatible with that person in any other way. I asked Linda out on a date because of her wet pants, it is true, but the date went nowhere. We hung out with different crowds, and it soon became clear that we had nothing in common and not much to say to each other. We made out for a while, but even with that we were kind of on a different page from each other, different styles of expressing ourselves physically. Silly though it may sound, the only really sexy thing about our date was that her little denim skirt was so short that I could see her panties whenever she was sitting down. These days I try to make sure I have an emotional connection as well as a lot of trust with another person before I ever raise the issue of fetishes.
  13. Have you ever asked someone out on a date just because that person had a reputation for doing it in their pants? When I was 17, the spring carnival came to town in May as usual. Our high school crowd of "tough girls" was there. One of them, named Linda, went on one of the "scary rides" where they whirl you around really fast in a cage. When she emerged, her jeans were soaked. The other "tough girls" hustled her out of the carnival, probably because most of them were carrying alcohol or marijuana and didn't want to attract the attention of security guards or cops. For the next week I couldn't get to sleep easily because my dick was throbbing painfully hard just thinking about her. So even though we didn't really run with the same crowd, I just had to ask her out on a date. She said yes, but we didn't really connect. Has anyone else asked a person out purely and simply because they did it in their pants and it made you so horny you couldn't stand it?
  14. I have been lucky, but my omo buddy Pamela not so much. She was at a party and laughed so hard that she made a major shart in her panties. She tried to sneak away from the party without being seen, and made it as far as her car, but then she was approached by a guy who had just arrived at the party. She had dated him a few times, and she was anxious just to wave and say hello and get in her car, but good fortune was not with her. He wanted to give her a hello hug. They had always been very sexual with each other, so in addition to the hug he also put his hand under her dress. OOPS!!!
  15. Pamela is my omorashi friend. She’s really into it. She is in her early forties and works as a home care nurse. We live far apart from each other, so we only get to see each other a few times a year. Usually we rent a cabin in the woods where we can play our fetish games in privacy. On this trip we also spent a night with her cousin and his wife who live in in the woods. Their house is small so we stayed in a yurt that they have on their property – no electricity or running water, and an outhouse in back. In the morning Pamela had to do pee, so she went to the outhouse. She had slept in her white nylon granny panties and bra, and being fairly liberated, she would ordinarily walk from the yurt to the outhouse without putting on clothes, but her cousin and his wife are evangelical Christians and she didn’t want to offend them, so she put on a ragged old tee shirt and some loose black yoga pants. She also put on a pair of flip flops because the ground was kind of rocky. When she opened the door to the outhouse, she got the shock of her life. There was a snake in there! She ran back to the yurt, crying “Snake! Snake!” I got up and went to check out the situation. It was a bull snake, fairly large but completely harmless. I used a tree branch to remove it and let it loose in the woods, then I said to Pamela, “Okay, dear, your toilet awaits you.” “Well, I, uh… Well, it’s kinda too late.” And indeed, the inside of both legs of her yoga pants were completely soaked all the way down to her flip flops. My dick stood up like a pup tent at a Boy Scout jamboree. All I could say was “Wow!” The only shower was in her cousin’s house, but she didn’t want her cousin and his wife to see what a big baby she had been, so I went in and filled up a bucket with warm water on the excuse that her feet were sore from yesterday’s hike and warm water was the best remedy. Then I returned to the yurt, removed her yoga pants and her panties, and used a soft towel to clean up her legs with warm water. I dried her off, powdered her rear end with baby powder, gave her a butt massage, and changed her into white cotton panties. She laughed and said that this was something she did for her patients all the time but had never imagined someone doing it for her. I asked her if she enjoyed it, and she said, “You’ll find out when we get to our cabin.”
  16. I do it all the time. My omorashi gal is more of a "friend with benefits" than a genuine partner, and we just get together for the kink, but whenever she whispers in my ear that she's had a "little accident" at the bar, I always manage to cop a feel on her rear end while we're going out the door.
  17. Definitely all my life. I thought I was deranged until, as a teenager, I started sneaking abnormal psychology books out of the public library and then I decided I was okay.
  18. Hard for me to answer. My girlfriend is more of a "friend with benefits," and she's totally into it, so that doesn't fit. When I leave my place in Europe, there's cute little Romanian housekeeper who looks after everything. I don't think the word "No" is part of her sexual vocabulary, and I would love to give her the "pervert's tickle."
  19. This is a paraphrase because the book is in my storage unit in the US, so I don’t have it in front of me. It is from “Death in the Andes,” by Mario Vargas Llosa. Two cops are sitting in their little office in a boring town in the Andes. The younger cop tells the story of his brief marriage to a girl named Mercedes – brief because she was a slut who ran around with other guys. They got married in a nearby town and started home. A cop’s salary in Peru is small, so they had to take a form of public transportation called a combi. (I have been on one. You’re packed in so tight you can’t move at all.) The newlyweds are feeling amorous and the young cop starts tickling Mercedes. She says, “Oh, don’t make me laugh like that because I’m peeing in my pants right now!” The older cop leans back in his chair, sighs, and says: “A pretty girl peeing in her pants! Now that’s something I would love to see!” And lest we fall into the trap of thinking our fetish is only for the weirdos of this world, let it be noted that Mario Vargas Llosa won the Nobel Prize for Literature.
  20. Basically I agree with PeachBaby. It doesn't mean much to me unless there is a real woman involved. Years ago, before there was fetlife, I met one woman on the old alt.com and another one on a Tantra Yoga site who were into it. The thing is... sometimes the fetish turns out to be the only thing you have in common. This was definitely the case with the woman on alt.com, so our connection didn't last too long. The other woman became a life long friend -- so much so that we are not sexual anymore. Anyway, I have been at this game for some 40 years now, and the three women I regard as genuine omo partners were all individuals that I met through non-Internet ande non-fetish circumstances. I met one of them at an arts and crafts fair in Santa Fe, NM, the next one was a good friend of hers, and finally there is more current squeeze, Pamela, whom I met through a group of friends who all like going to clubs where the bands are playing Celtic music. I cannot say that the omo connection was immediate. With the first and third one, I had to wait a while until we had been dating long enough so that we both knew we had an interest in fetishes in general. In conclusion, I feel that real life is better than online. If you can stay with a person long enough to know that they are open to a bit of kink in the relationship, you may have some luck. Online, my experience was usually that I was trying unsuccessfully to connect with people with whom I had nothing in common.
  21. I don't have links because I am not an Internet guy and I found these in books rather than online. For the Irish mythological sources, try "The Cattle Raid of Cooley" for goddesses who pee rivers, and "The Death of Derbforgaill" for the peeing contest. Most of these can easily be found in any number of free pdf downloads, as myth is out of copyright. Mozart's uncensored letters have been published in an academic two volume edition. Havelock Ellis' comment is in his essay "Undinism," also an easy pdf download from many sources. The other Ellis story posted by yellowet comes from a rather smarmy paperback about the sex lives of the rich and famous. I think it was written by the late Irving Wallace, but I'm not sure. For Sennett and Mabel, see "Mabel: Hollywood's First I Don't Care Girl," by Betty Fussell. The works of James Joyce can be downloaded for free anywhere; he is one of the world's most famous writers. The bobby soxer wettings come from a personal conversation with my mother, as noted, though I don't remember where I originally heard about it. The quote about Beatles concerts... Is there really anyone who has never heard that quote before?
  22. Mythological Era – In the ancient Irish sagas, large rivers are typically said to result from one or another goddess taking a long strong pee. In part of the Irish mythological cycle of Ulster, some likely lads create a contest to judge who is the best woman in Ireland. The contestants each stand on a mound of snow and pee. Whoever liquefies the greatest amount of snow is declared the best woman in Ireland. c. 1600 – In England, public hangings are considered a form of amusement and recreation. (Bring the kids!) Citizens take bets on whether the victim will soil himself in front or behind. 1700s – The private letters of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart make it clear that he asked at least two or three women to poop in their pants. Judging by the praise he lavishes upon them in his letters, at least two of them seem to have said yes. late 1800s - Victorian sex researcher Havelock Ellis -- an enthusiastic pee freak himself -- reports that British travelers were frequently shocked to see pee flooding out from beneath the skirts of Italian prostitutes as the women stood in the street, casually chatting with their friends. Apparently there were no public bathrooms they could go to. c. 1920 – Silent movie actress Mabel Normand became angry with her boyfriend, director Mack Sennett. To blow his mind, she sat on his lap and peed a river in her pants – and all over him. Later in the 1920s – In his novels Ulysses and Finnegan’s Wake, the Irish writer James Joyce mentions women with wet pants more often than one can count, and all the references are blatantly sexual in nature. 1930s – Adolf Hitler allegedly asked all his girlfriends to poop in their pants. 1940s – We have all seen old cartoons about bobby sox girls “swooning” at the concerts of that era’s crooners. In the cartoons, swooning is simply fainting. I had heard that it also included panty-wetting. My mother, who had a definite omo streak in her personality, confirmed that this was true and admitted that she herself was one of the guilty parties. Early 1960s – A journalist covering popular music remarks, in describing a Beatles concert, that “there wasn’t a dry seat in the house.”
  23. This actually happened to my ex wife Rosalie. She totally loaded her panties in our trendy independent bookstore in Santa Fe, NM, and when I got her back out on the street again her jeans were bulging.
  24. I am currently dating a woman who is extremely accident prone. She is into omo for fun, so we both consider it a relationship bonus. But we live far apart and only see each other a couple of times a year, so of course she dates other guys in the meantime, and no one she has met is into omo, so on these dates she considers it a bad relationship thing, since some of her dates are grossed out when she has an accident, as I described in the thread about people being mean to you when you have an accident. But when it is the two of us together, we make a game out of it when we are on a date and it is great fun.
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