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Wet Grey is on the third freakin' page, can't have that. A few days ago I wet the bed in grey PJ shorts and a t-shirt:

View File POV, waking up and discovering that I wet the bed... I've been under a lot of stress lately. About 3 months ago, I 'reset the clock' on wetting the bed. The clock had stood at about thirty years until that night. The other day, it happened again 😞 Thing is, I was going to put on a diaper before bed. Not because I was especially worried that I would wet myself but because I'm ABDL through and through. However, for some reason I just didn't. I woke up with a black MegaMax sitting beside me... and well... quickly realised that I'd had another accident. Looking behind the curtains for a moment, the thing is that because I'm massively into omo (duh, I'm here), gentle humiliation, ABDL and laundry list of other kinky things (including wearing Speedos as underwear, as you'll briefly see 😛), I felt a crash of emotions, including embarrassment, annoyance, shame and yes, excitement and horniness. It's that insane dichotomy that only an omo fan who has just had a real accident can understand. So anyway, I decided to record the moment for posterity and rewind time maybe 20 seconds to pretend I had literally just woken up with the camera rolling (lol) before I explored what I had done... That was a few days ago. Today the memory is much more excitement than shame and so I've decided to edit it for omo.org's male wetting fanbase. I don't know when I wet the bed, of course, but it must have been a good while before I woke up because all the pee had absorbed away into the mattress protector (phew, lol) and the pee stains on my grey t-shirt and PJ shorts are somewhat faded away. Nevertheless, the area around me was well soaked. Shame I had light coloured sheets on the bed but such is the reality of documenting unplanned accidents, you don't get to choose the where, when or how... Anyway, enough rambling. Submitter xxxxx Submitted 11/29/2023 Category Male  

This is almost certainly at the behest of Visa and/or Mastercard. The big two CC companies wield *enormous* power over companies like Patreon, etc that provide a platform for the public to sell or post things publicly. There is a *long* history of them shutting down 'fringe' kink related activities. There is a set of kinks and related types of media that they ban under their TOS and they *do* enforce them. The basic MO is that they send the company (e.g. Patreon in this case) a notice stating that unless they remove the 'offending' content from their service, they'll simply close their merchant accounts which means they would no longer be able to process credit cards. Obviously this is an un-survivable situation for almost any internet business and so they have absolutely no choice but to comply. OnlyFans is a recent-ish victim of this BS, PocketStars also. Fetlife has also been hit in the past, their head honcho put out a statement about it which you can read on PasteBin. For a while after the Fetlife incident, certain search terms would always return 0 results, for example, you could link directly to the group for The Big LIttle podcast but searching for groups containing little in the name would return no results. That isn't the case any more, I don't know when they reverted that change but they did it because they had one merchant account shut down and the other one came under threat. All this shit is under the guise of 'thinking of the children' and other such moralistic bullshit that has become so rampant in western society over the past decade or so... TL;DR: Adult content is fantastic but Visa and Mastercard *really* don't want you to buy it with their plastic.

Yeah, add me to the list. I have vivid recollections of accidents, both my own and others as a *really* young child, I have hardly any other memories from that time so I think it's safe to assume that even that that super young, pre-sexual age, I was already wired to enjoy accidents. I remember standing by the piano that was in the first house I lived in and leaking a bit in my pants and how that felt. I also remember for some reason what the wax/polish/whatever that the surface of the piano had on it tasted like (gross) because I guess I licked my fingers after touching it? We only lived in that house until I was four. The piano did not move with us... I remember wetting the bed several times over the years (an infrequent but definitely not super rare thing for me until about age 7 or 8). I remember how I felt, how *it* felt, what PJs I was wearing, how I went and cried outside my mother's room and when she woke up, I always blamed it on somebody else (lol). I remember a boy in another class, a sort-of friend at the time wetting himself in school assembly, sitting cross-legged in rows on the floor. Based on which school it was, I was either 5 or 6. We (the whole school) were being told off at length for something I don't remember by some old-fashioned deputy head and I recall he went on forever... I remember one of my friends when I was about 9 who had an SUI problem. She'd leak frequently and was very honest about it and not especially embarrassed. By the time I was 10 or 11, I was 'awakened' enough that I had developed a full on wetting fetish and shortly after that, a diaper fetish too. So in my mind, all these early memories either *strongly* shaped my fetishes into being or at the very least, they were revealing something I already had but just didn't understand yet...

View File I couldn't hold it and peed my knickers and tights on the bed... Truth be told, this was the aftermath of my main fun tonight... After holding it to bursting earlier, I was just worn out. Now in just a pair of knickers and tights*, I held it for as long as I could but my control was really diminished by the earlier workout and, well, oops! The tights seemed to stop the wet patch spreading as much as it would have normally but hopefully you can see I was wetting more or less uncontrollably from about 1:17 to about 1:50... Some 20 minutes or so later, and perhaps not helped by a beer or two that was still swilling around my system, another wave hit me, wearing just knickers this time.... I felt it brewing inside me, started the video up again and just could not hold it at all... Also, sorry about the state of my mattress which you can see for a few seconds here and there and which for some reason has no sheets on it right now. It's um... seen some things, ok? Don't judge it, the poor thing probably has the mattress equivalent of PTSD 😛 *That's panties and pantyhose for the Americans among us... Submitter xxxxx Submitted 11/06/2023 Category Male  

Every time I encounter Transbordação (the line of women wetting themselves for art discussed earlier in the thread), I find myself wondering the same two questions: 1. How many of the participants (who are all women who volunteered to be part of it) are "one of us" taking full advantage of a golden opportunity; and... 2. How many of the participants enjoyed it and had the spark of a new kink in their lives? Chances are the numbers for both are zero because there were apparently only about 100 participants across all performances but then again, you do see some of the same women in multiple performances............. Whether that's for the love of the art or the love of the wetting, who knows? 😛

When you wake up to that familiar feeling, peel back the blankets and are for some reason somehow surprised to find this.... Oh well, off to the laundry room and shower I go! 😞

I woke up desperate and peed in my PJ shorts before I could get them undone to use the big boy potty I had an accident in my blue pyjama shorts this morning...

View File I woke up desperate and peed in my PJ shorts before I could get them undone to use the big boy potty For some reason, after "enough" beers, HornyMe decided to tie a quadruple knot in my pyjama shorts before I went to bed last night... SoberMe tried his best but had no blummin' chance when I woke up this morning! Submitter xxxxx Submitted 09/15/2023 Category Male  

There are two kinds of parents in this world, lol: 1) Parents who have a lock on their bedroom door, and... 2) Parents who have never had a kid walk in on them banging away...

Once I just couldn't stop it any more, I just let it happen until my body decided it was done. I had a big spasm at 10:05 which surged a ton of pee out of me really fast. There was a big puddle around me that the camera didn't catch. So you'd think that was all of it and I was done but as is so often the case, 15 minutes later while I was trying to get the video files off my phone, another urge hit me like a ton of bricks and I wet myself again. Much less pee but still a good amount. Fortunately I was still in my undies and sat on my pee-pod mat so no harm was done 🙂. That said, after I cleaned up, I had another rapid-onset (30 seconds ish) pee emergency about an hour or so after that which resulted in me wetting my pants in the middle of my kitchen. I could definitely have made a mad dash for the loo with only a moderate accident but I decided why worry about it when the floor is tile and I have to do laundry anyway. So I peed down to my ankles and had to mop the floor... As I get older (I'm now in my early 40s), I realise that it takes less time playing these games to tire my bladder out and longer for it to recover afterwards. When I was in my 20s, I could do this kind of thing all weekend long and go to work the next day without worrying but those days in my past... Right now, I'm safely in a thick diaper and and letting my bladder flow freely so it can relax and recover before I have to go to work tomorrow. I'll be fine, but I'll probably still wear a guard in my undies just in case...