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I'm an nb transmasc. I have an omo Twitter account with nearly 12k followers, and can honestly say I've experienced surprisingly little overt transphobia from fellow pee fetishists. Confusion and somewhat intrusive curiosity, sure. Occasional misgendering, certainly, though it doesn't usually strike me as deliberate. And it's always a bit weird when ostensibly straight guys (or lesbians, for that matter) follow me, though I don't mind too much as long as they're polite enough not to straight-up say they think of me as a girl. But for the most part, folks have been enthusiastically horny for my trans body and omo content in a way I welcome. I'd say I've had more affirming experiences than negative ones. Also, so many of the folks I follow and who follow me are trans themselves, which probably helps!

My husband once caught me peeing on a towel I'd used to clean up after sex before putting it in the washing machine — but since he'd just peed on me himself minutes before, he didn't have any objections.

I really soaked the heck out of my favorite jumpsuit outside in the snow the other day! https://mobile.twitter.com/BDSMbookwyrm/status/1615135735971213313

Yesterday evening, I carried out my boldest public wetting yet! While no one spotted me, it left my heart pounding, and I still can barely believe I was brave enough to do it. I deliberately set out for a run with a fairly full bladder. I was planning on running seven miles and wetting myself somewhere along the way. There was a brisk breeze, so I knew I could dry out quickly — and these shorts barely show wetness anyway. As I ran, I managed to force out a couple of leaks without breaking my stride. I didn't let out enough at a time for it to run down my legs, just enough to dampen the crotch. Feeling my shorts turn warm and wet, then rapidly cool against my pussy, was such a turn-on. (Now I really want to wet myself completely while running, but I was trying to keep up a 9-minute/mile pace over a fairly long distance this time and didn't want to soak my socks and shoes.) Anyway, I miscalculated and as I neared my turnaround, I realized this run would add up to 8 miles. I'd brought a hydration belt with me and had been sipping water regularly, and my bladder felt almost sloshy. I'd intended to wet closer to home in one of my usual spots. But I was so horny from my full bladder and letting out leaks that I decided to try something new. Plus, the sun was starting to set, and the light was perfect for filming. This path runs through an open space, and there are fields and scrubby bushes to either side. Very little cover, in other words. On the other hand, there are no buildings nearby and you can see people coming, so there was little risk of someone getting close enough to see anything without me spotting them first. I started looking for a promising, well-lit spot. It struck me that if I perched atop a concrete retaining wall and released my piss, it would make a beautiful streak down the wall to the ground. There's melting snow and puddles everywhere, so one more wet spot wouldn't be suspicious. Finally, 6 miles into my run, I clocked a good spot. My back would be to a nearby road, and I'd be on the inside of a curve with a long line of sight in either direction. I paused my run and boosted myself to the top of the wall, suddenly shaky with excitement. I wasn't wearing underwear under my thin running shorts, and the concrete was frigid against my ass and pussy. Despite my desperation, it took me a minute to start pissing — this was such an exposed spot, and I was about to do something much bolder than usual. Finally, I felt piss creeping down my urethra and hit record on my phone. The first leak cooled instantly as it hit the concrete, but then warm pee pooled under my pussy and cascaded down the wall. The concrete darkened quickly — I even made a little puddle on the ground. The piss flowing past my hard clit felt divine. When my stream slowed, I pressed on my bladder to make sure I was truly empty. My ass and crotch were soaked! I hopped down from the wall, took a couple pictures, and moved further along it to find a dry seat while I made sure the video saved. Just as I took my new perch, two guys zoomed past on the sidewalk on dirt bikes (wtf). It was a closer call than I expected! I quickly resumed my run, slick between my legs with arousal. Luckily it was several minutes before I passed anyone else. By then, the wet spot was practically invisible, and it had dried completely before I made it home. I sprinted the last quarter mile and even got a bit of a runner's high — nothing elevates a run like a naughty piss does. My shorts went straight into the wash. This whole experience was exhilarating, and I'm already eager to repeat it. (Linking the video here in case the embed doesn't work!)

Got it! I hadn't heard of magic truffles; thought you were talking about, like, chocolate truffles with magic mushrooms inside 'em. My b! Hope you have fun! 🙂

If you're talking about Psylocybin, I strongly recommend against taking 10g of mushrooms once for your first time, good god. I've never seen anyone recommend doing that -- that's a huge dose. I've done it 'em twice -- at 2 grams my first time I had a really pleasant in-touch-with-nature experience, and at 3 grams my second time I was mostly just uncomfortable and overstimulated, and then I passed out in the shower (not fun!). Had some nausea both times and it was definitely worse on the higher dose. I'd heard about people losing bladder control on mushrooms and actually laid out a waterproof blanket the first time, but no such luck. 😞

I posted a snow video on Twitter not long ago:

What an experience! I tried shrooms for the first time myself on Saturday and ended up philosophizing mostly about language and symbols — how language can never fully capture the true essence of a thing. It was honestly a lovely experience... But I think it would have been even more fun if my brain had gotten hung up on omo instead, lol! I'd kinda anticipated pissing my pants at some point but didn't end up getting high enough to do so involuntarily, and I was far enough out of my body that I couldn't conceive of doing so for horny reasons. Thank you for sharing!

Hello, fellow trans dudes! I've found quite a few FTM folks on omo Twitter — far more trans guys than ladies, in fact. I've found my appetite for wetting and watersports have only increased over my 1.5-ish years of transitioning!

Would it be okay for me to say I think these videos are super cute?

Oh wow, what a hot scenario! Now I want to do desperate yardwork (by myself... Or perhaps with a neighbor? 😉

Yoo! Hi again! 😄

Ha, thanks! It's a little nerdy but sums me up well.

You have to click the links — they're on my twitter I'm sure it won't! You'll find a lot of other pics/vids in my previous posts, too.

This pink jumpsuit is one of my favorite items of clothing. I'm surprised it's taken me this long to wet it! I work from home and spent all morning drinking water and hot tea, then headed out to my backyard once I was good and desperate. In video one, I dance desperately in my backyard and talk about how full my bladder is while slowly leaking. Even through the jumpsuit I can see that my bladder was absolutely bulging. In part two, I really lose control and make a giant puddle! Bonus aftermath pics attached. I actually started peeing again while taking them — that's how hydrated I was! Hope you enjoy my latest adventure (and let me know if you do)!