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  1. From the album: Spectre’s GMod Album

    Selina was bursting. But before she could unzip her suit, her bladder gave in, causing her costume to be flooded in a pool of her urine. Her legs and crotch are met with a rather warm sensation, but it's soon followed by the chilling wind of the night. Thankfully her latex outfit is already a dark black, so not much wetness will show in the night. But now her body won't stop shivering from the cold. This isn't the first time an accident like this has happened to her, and it definitely won't be the last. But atleast this time nobody saw it happen.

    © DC Comics

  2. From the album: Furry Omorashi

    It's all fun and games, wearing a super hero costume all the time, until the one time you gotta get it off fast the zipper gets caught! How will our daring hero get outta this predicament? 😛
  3. From the album: Furry Omorashi

    When you're only about 2 feet tall, you can wind up in all kinds of places you very likely shouldn't. Unfortunately, this 'Lu seems to have done exactly that; Luckily that shiny suit of his prevents any outside harm in this predicament, but it's smooth surface does little for getting outta his bindings, nor does it help with any... Internal pressures either >u>
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    In this video GlamourBitch really have to pee and let her pee running inside her tight latexpants. ;) I hope you enjoy this sexy video. :)
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  5. For a series written and directed by someone with a diaper fetish, there's a serious lack of omo content of the main character.
  6. Hi Omo lovers! I am proud to bring you two new characters on this new year's eve. Unlike my earlier stories this one won't have week long desperation but enough to tiltilate you all. Hope this come back story will be loved by all of you. Oh! One more thing this is a longgg story. So take it slow 😉 Let's begin... Day 4: Sexeeta drooled as she invited Elvin for an orgy party. Elvin was the man of her dreams - a chiselled physique, face of a Greek God. He was the only guy who could make her cum rivers, with and without actual penetration. After dating nearly 600 men since turning 18 she finally had her man. Most importantly he met her secret criteria of being able to hold his pee in solidarity unlike all other man-child who would go whip it out every few hours when she herself was trying her best to not wet herself. And how could she forget that he was the only man who dared and nick named her Sexy from Sexeeta Heffner. Even before Sexy agreed for a date, she made it clear to him that she would only continue if he could make her explode with cum, not just one or two vanilla ones, but exhaust her with a series of mind-bending, pussy tearing orgasms. The second criteria of whether he could hold his pee as-long-as she did, was something she wanted to test herself. She did however mention to him that she hated when her men needed to pee and thought that holding pee is a very important life skill. Elvin: Elvin was a tough fitness freak and a sucker for self-discipline, as instilled during his Marine seal days. He put constant efforts to in perfecting himself. He believed strongly about keeping his lady satisfied and maintaining his dignity. It meant, never peeing when he was with a lady and never showing any outwardly needs. Currently his eyes were afloat with pee. But he was willing to do anything and everything to keep Sexy happy. She was everything he wanted. Intelligent and bold, earned her living through Yo-tube reviewing bikes & cars. Had massive fake boobs and an incredibly tiny waist followed by thick thighs. Most importantly for him, she herself chose to wear extremely tight and revealing latex outfits and was very liberal when it came to sex. Basically, they both were nymphomaniacs with larger than average bladders. But how did it all start. Let’s find out. Day 0: Right from the first message on the dating app Lust, where Elvin and Sexy met, they were exchanging raunchy sexts with each other. It was obvious that the first date was going to be an absolute delight. Instead of going on a typical dinner date they decided to make it more enjoyable by going to a EDM concert followed by a hot night of mindless fucking in a motel. Day 1. "You ready Sexy?" read Elvin's text as he arrived in his Mustang. "Come inside.. Gotta show you something" Sexy responded as she got over the WC after releasing a massive gusher. Elvin overheard the sound of the flushing which reminded him of his own urgent need to pee. He really should not have skipped his morning pee today he thought to himself. But now he had to keep his bladder corked up. Had it been for any other guy he would have been frantically searching for a toilet, but not him. He knew the situation required him to hold. His bladder was containing over 15 hours’ worth of pee. The bulge formation hinted him that there was easily over a litre. As soon as he stepped inside, he was greeted by a sultry musk fragrance and Sexy standing stark naked. He was pleasantly shocked but certainly didn't complain. His dick was hard as steel and desperately tried to tear apart his excruciatingly tight silicone briefs which he wore as a part of his strict self-discipline. "They say first impression is the last" Sexy said seductively. "They do. And I believe great first impressions can leave a big impact", Elvin slyly grinned eyeing towards his strong boner under his tight leather pants. Sexy came closer and pulled him tight for a wet, wild kiss. He enthusiastically reciprocated. Things escalated quickly and an hour later Elvin was ravaging her pussy with his tongue. Sexy had never felt anything like that before in her nether regions and she found herself erupting a series of unexpected orgasms. Those were her first ever orgasms which didn't come from a vibrator or masturbation. It was from a man, and it was an experience she never thought she could have. It was as if she was on ecstasy. She knew right away that she had finally found her man. Their date had started off with a bang, they both thought. But they were getting late and reluctantly stopped. They both were sweating and massively turned on, but now was not the time for a full-fledged animal like fucking. Sexy got up with her legs shaking and cum dropping from her pussy onto her thighs. After gaining some composure she picked up something from her couch. "You mentioned the other day about silicone thongs the other day, I thought today would be nice to try it. So I got these for myself." Sexy playfully threw the thong on Elvin's face. He loved the smell of it but also knew that the thong had to be glued to the skin just like he did to himself. " Stepping up our game already, aren't we? " Elvin responded as he marvelled how impossibly tiny it was. Definitely the smallest size available to buy. She started putting on that tiny and super tight silicone thong. As she was about to give it a final tug she asked Elvin to spray on the glue inside. As he sprayed on, Sexy inquired while trying her best to not breathe the obnoxious smell. "The thong is already digging into my skin. Do I really need this glue spray on my pussy?" "Yeah I know... Silicone can be really unforgiving but the glue spray helps to keep the silicone from getting hard or shrink further. Plus it keeps the thong from sliding and maintains the shape" "I don't mind it getting tighter. I absolutely dig the feeling of something constantly rubbing and squeezing my pussy. It drives me crazy.." Sexy whispered into his ears, as she rubbed her hand on his dick. " Like it tight huh? You bet things are going to get tighter when I get in." Before they knew they were again smooching each other. Little did they know that their simple mistake of ignoring her question and not reading the manual was going to be there unbecoming. An hour later, after finally getting Sexy to squeeze into her eye wateringly tight latex one-piece mini dress and heels they got into the car. As soon as Elvin was in the seat, his bladder protested against the seat belt, cramped space and all the right waist bands cutting his bladder. Into two. He was not at his limits yet but the way his bladder was filling was concerning for him. The day was hot and their clothes were tight. There was not an ounce of comfort. Not long before they knew, the AC was on full blast. Need less to say, it was playing havoc with Elvin's bladder. And after sometime, even Sexy's bladder too. She may have pissed only 6 hours ago but the ungodly amount of fruit juices she consumed during her breakfast came biting her back. The thong was indeed too constricting. Even though it was rubbing her at all right places the wiast band squeezed her bladder to an inch of its life. She tried ignoring her rapidly increasing need to pee, but in vain. Within an hour of travel, she rose from 1/10 to 6/10 of desperation scale. They being themselves - didn't speak anything about their nagging bladders. It was their first outing and no one wanted to talk about such a trivial stuff as peeing. Around 2 in the afternoon they stopped for lunch. Stepping out of the car was a herculean task for them. The gravity came down crashing on their bladders. Any normal person in their place, would have either wet themselves or would have started leaking uncontrollably. They eyed each other from the corner of their eyes trying to gauge if the other one was showing any obvious signs of needing to pee. They were good at holding it. They smiled and walked into the restaurant and sat for lunch right beneath the AC duct. Sexy was in distress. Her otherwise super strong bladder was revolting against her choice of clothes today. It was as if her actual capacity was reduced to 1/2. She was on a 7/10 already and the trip was only into day 1. Her body was covered in goosebumps due to the throw of the AC. The dress was so constrictive that she couldn't even cross her legs to help her hold. All the juice and the water that she had chugged so far was already pumped into her bladder. She was only relying on her muscles to contain herself. And that was not an easy job. Inadvertently, she had started rocking back and forth in her seat and grabbed the hem of her mini dress. Her eyes were looking for a bathroom even when she knew that she wasn't supposed to use it. Elvin was perspiring profusely. Unlike Sexy who was wearing tight but much revealing clothes, he was wearing several skin tight layers. Thick leather pants, a latex T shirt and a leather jacket. He was boiling inside. On the outside the AC was freezing him. It was a disaster for his 20 hour full bladder. He desperately needed to stretch the waist band to allow room for his bladder but he had to suffer silently and appear strong in front of her. Even a quick squeeze would be so delightful. It was easily possible as Sexy would not be able to see it from the top of the table. Oh it would feel so good. But Elvin being Elvin, would not do so and become less of a man. He clenched his fist and kept in on the table. Sexy noticed how Elvin was attempting to stay strong. She was getting wet. was such a huge turn on for her. A busty but petite waitress soon approached their table. She seemed to be in a great deal of stress and was fidgeting nervously. It soon became apparent when the couple's eyes fell on the protruding bladder of the waitress, under her tight mini uniform. The poor girl was tremendously desperate to pee and shaking with the effort of holding her pee. Sweat was all over her body, her forehead, her deep cleavage, her milky thighs, and places which were hidden away under her uniform. With a pen and notepad she tried tasking the order which meant she could not do anything to grab her crotch. She tried to be as composed as possible but it appeared as if she could have an accident any moment. Both Sexy and Elvin were turned on looking at the squirms of the hot waitress. "What's the speciality here?" Elvin began. "We are known f-for making dishes that... OH GODDDD" The waitress abruptly screamed as her knees bobbed up and down frantically. "Do you need to go to the bathroom?" Sexy teasingly asked the waitress. She took a moment to compose herself and tugged her hair behind her ears. Trying her best not to falter the waitress smiled and courteously answered Sexy "I'm so sorry about this Ma'am. Rest assured that my need won't affect the service. Its a part of my job to not relieve myself while on shifts, under any circumstances." "Woah! That is illegal! " Sexy exclaimed dumbfounded. "No Ma'am... Its" the first waitress was nearly doubled down as anther strong wave hit her. "We have w-willingly signed up for this as the pay is really good. All of us have to w-wait. The restaurant has a n-no bathroom break policy for its staff and proudly saves thousands of gallons of water each year. By doing so we were able to contribute to conserve the natural pool nearby." Seeing the waitress's pitiful condition Elvin got up and offered her his seat. Her eyes were greedily looking at the chair but she refused and continued to explain while dying her best to stay dry. " Thank you so much Sir. But its really OK. I will manage to hold... We preach the importance of saving water and even offer a challenge to all our customers.. If they could chug our entire organic fruit juice without asking for the bathrooms, they don't have to pay the bill." The couple was astonished. Elvin was never a guy to let go of a challenge. They placed the order for the pitcher along with some other items. " Before you go.. I'm just curious. When did you last… you know.. Take a break? " Elvin asked. "I.. I was supposed to go before I came for my shift but I skipped it. So it's been well over a day I guess" The waitress pursed her lips and was blushing red. "Why did you skip your urgent morning pee, when you knew you wouldn’t be able to go here?" Sexy couldn't help but ask. "Why should I not?" The waitress tightly clutched the hem of her miniskirt and stood with her legs tightly crossed. "It is so much fun to be desperate. The constant rush down there, the sudden waves crashing down the walls of your bladder, the constant dull ache, the shivers that you get when you're in The AC" The waitress winked at them. " I bet both of you, too need to pee badly but you still not going. There must be something about it, isn’t it?" "How do you know?" asked Sexy with a shocked expression. "It's so easy.. Both of you are sitting upright, his fists are clenched, you're rocking back and forth, sweat dripping even when the AC is cooking the entire room..." She bit her tongue as she realized she blurted out too much. Without saying anything further she turned back and hobbled towards her way to the kitchen. Back here on the table the couple was burning red with embarrassment. "Phew... That was something" Elvin tried to break the silence. "Yeah... She was on point!" "Was she?" Elvin's heart was racing. "What do you think?" Sexy smiled naughtily. Elvin felt something move up his legs under the table. It was Sexy's leg doing the tease. "Well... For starters.. I am imagining you in her place, all squirmy and fidgety. Your girls are bouncing as you jiggle. The little curtsy when the waves hit you hard. ." "I AM in her place.." Sexy giggled. “So you are telling me... You DO want to pee?" "Noooo wayy Elvin.” Sexy tried to act strong and stopped rocking in her seat to prove her point. “See that’s the difference between me and any other regular girl. I need to pee and rather badly. But at no point in time will I ever want to pee.” Sexy could not believe she was discussing this with her date. Elvin on the other hand, didn’t know that his dick could ever get so hard just by the words coming out of Sexy’s mouth. It was as if she was made to be with him. A girl so strong that she never wants to pee. This was like a dream come true. It took him some time to form his next words. “So what would you do when you are at your limits?” Elvin went further. “For as long as I can remember I used to put off going to the toilet at the last possible minute. . . So, to answer your question let’s just say, I have never hit my limits ever in my life.” Sexy confided. “And even if I were to reach my limits, you still would not see me asking you to pull over or find me a toilet. I will just somehow keep myself corked up.” She shifted in her seat as another wave hit her. Only if she had a hint of what the future had in store for her, she would have toned down her over confidence. “So this entire trip you won’t be going to the bathroom even once?” “You bet your ass I am gonna hold it. This big girl’s pussy is only meant for some wild animal fucking!” Sexy giggled. “But enough about me. Tell me what’s happening with you down there?” Sexy asked point blank. “So, everything down these is squished tight, and I am definitely full.” Elvin began nervously. He had always maintained this rule that no girl should ever know about his needs to relieve himself. “No honey, give me the juice. All the details” Sexy insisted. Elvin found himself getting harder and more desperate, together. ‘So, I haven’t peed in 21 hours now. Plus, all the water and the juice. . .Oh! They are all in my Bladder. But I am perfectly fine. I. DON'T. PEE. ” “God! You’re hot!” Sexy found herself getting wet by the minute and no, it was not pee but something else. Elvin smiled sheepishly. “And what do you do when you’re at your limits?” Sexy asked in return. Elvin was reluctant at first but with Sexy it only felt normal to share these things with her. “Honestly, I am very close to reaching that point where I would normally go and take the edge off.” “Oh. . .Is it?” Sexy sounded disappointed. Elvin quickly realized that he had let Sexy think of him as another weak man. “What happened? Did I say something wrong?” Elvin was panicking now. “Well . . I felt that we were really hitting it off but you just said you are at your limits and that too only in 21 hours. . it just ruined my mood” “Sexy. . Listen to me. . Just listen,” Elvin tried to pacify her. “I may be nearing my limits, but rest assured I am not one of those guys who will just stop at a roadside and whip it out. Especially when I know that the lady with me also needs to go pretty badly herself.” “But what would you do if you can’t hold it?” Sexy was almost teary eyed. “Sexy , I practically live with a bursting bladder.” Elvin started, “I don’t think I have ever emptied my bladder fully in my life for as long as my memory goes. So, there won’t be a situation which I can’t handle. I AM A STRONG MAN and I WON’T ALLOW MYSELF A DROP OF RELIEF .” He firmly said. “Gosh! Elvin you’re too much!” Sexy could suddenly feel her heart racing. “You possibly won’t be able to hold it as long as I can. I will let you pee first if you want. . .” “But I thought you didn’t want me to pee?” Elvin asked puzzled. “I definitely won’t pee and neither do I want you to pee but most often the guys I have been with break within a few hours. So it’s OK if you hit your limits and tell me.” Sexy was now manipulating Elvin. She could feel here pussy throbbing under thongs. Before Elvin could say anything their desperate waitress returned from the kitchen with their order. Two pitchers of organic juice and some delicious food. “Just a heads-up guys,” the waitress eyed towards the large pitchers. “This juice is a real powerful diuretic. You sure you guys wanna do it without using the bathrooms first?” “I am a big girl sweetie. . . I am going to pass this opportunity and let him use it if he wants to.” Sexy caught Elvin gulp down his throat. He was nervous but he also had to prove Sexy wrong. Sexy on the other hand was loving the way things were going. She totally had him under control. “Of course . . Me too. No relief for my bladder either.” Elvin tried to act confident. Both Sexy and Elvin had near similar capacities in terms of endurance and capacities. But none of them had a clue what they were about to face. The rest of the lunch was uneventful, and they finished their pitchers without making a fuss. Secretly though, the diuretic juice had started feeling the wrath of it on their bladders. About an hour or so they left the restaurant without using the bathrooms which astonished the entire staff. “That was a great lunch.” Elvin began talking as they slowly walked towards the car. The entire restaurant staff and patrons were laughing at how funnily they walked. “Absolutely! The juice was delicious and its definitely hitting my bladder hard. . .Not that I care” Sexy responded trying her best to sound normal and composed. They soon hit the road. Sexy had always wanted to visit the natural pool near their city and Elvin obliged to take a detour. The road was rough, and every bump sent a shock wave to their stressed and confined bladders. They suffered silently under their breath. It took almost an entire hour, full of potholes, sharp turns and a jolty ride to finally get there. The seat belts had been crishing their bladders and they both desperately wanted to get out of the car. When they finally did they both were gritting their teeth. Sexy’s bladder was revolting against her so much that she had to take Elvin’s support to stand. She almost dig her nails into his arms as waves after waves of desperation kept hitting her. She stood as still as she could and held her breath to absorb all the waves. The path from the parking to the pool was not even ideal for walking, let alone a girl wearing 7 inch stilettos. Even Elvin was finding it difficult to maintain a steady stance himself. Every few feet Sexy had to lean onto Elvin for support. She underestimated the power of the diuretic and she could literally feel more urine being pumped into her bladder. It was absolute torture. It was official she was now in her “Must find a bathroom quick” zone of desperation. After one point she just stopped in the tracks, panting and sweating. The waves hitting the walls of her bladder were relentless. It had only been 11 hours of holding this shouldn’t happen to her, she thought. She tried calculating how much she drank but her mind could not even comprehend the calculations. “God! What the fuck is happening today to me.. Why do I need to pee so bad, in just 11-12 hours. It’s as if I am 5 year in past on that horrible date when I couldn’t even hold for one full day properly despite training so hard... No no no.. This can’t be! I can’t lose Elvin. I must suppress my need no matter how bad! I can’t look weak in front of him. Fuck that diuretic pitcher. …I just need to be calm. It’s been 5 years since that day and my bladder is trained well now. Its all mind over matter. I can easily go without a toilet for 2 days straight. I can hold it.. Just breathe and clench.. Breathe and clench! “ Sexy was talking to herself. Little did she realize that her hands were inadvertently grabbing her crotch. That was the only benefit of wearing such tiny dresses, the length barely covered her crotch. Elvin was no better. “This is not looking good. . . Its just been 20 hours. I can surely hold longer.. May be for another 24 hours. Jeez... I can do it. So what if I consumed 4 liters already. There can be exceptions to the 3 liter a day schedule. Or may be I did fuck it up like that date. Man I still can’t believe I wet myself in front of that bitch in just 30 hours. She mocked me for not being able to contain just a tower of beer! “ Noooo... I cannot let my Bladder win. I won’t repeat the past. This time I won’t cut a sorry figure. . I won’t allow myself any relief as long as this date goes on or may be even longer. It does feel good though. To hold such a huge load. “ Elvin was trying to motivate himself. He turned his eyes towards Sexy. She was intensely focused on controlling her outburst. Eyes shut close and holding her breath to prevent any leaks whatsoever. The vein on her head could pop out any time. “You OK, Sexy?” Elvin asked genuinely concerned. It jolted her back to reality and quickly removed her hands from her crotch. “Yes..yes...of course. This thong is pinching me too hard. I was not trying to hold my pee or anything” Sexy tried to defend herself. Elvin nodded to her secretly feeling proud that he hadn’t broken down so far like her. They were now near the pool. Elvin was reluctant to get inside but Sexy was adamant. “I must act that I want to get into the water. I can’t let him think that I had a moment of weakness. This is the best way to prove it.” “If I say no to her she will think less of me. All the efforts of holding would be undone. My Bladder is ripping apart but I gotta do it for her...” Elvin gulped down and obliged. Elvin began by pulling himself out of his layers of rubber. Each pull and tug were sending shock waves into his over worked bladder. The tip of his dick was on fire. One careless moment could lead to a massive spurt. He had turned red with the efforts. In the meantime, when Elvin was busy undressing Sexy stood away with her hands dug inside her crotch. When she realised Elvin was almost done, she turned to him and stood straight with her legs tightly pressed against each other. “Elvin I need you to help me out of this tight latex.. Will you help me?” Seduction was her forte but her words came out more like a yelp rather than dusky. He began at once. “God! I can’t believe how you got into this. The seams were digging into your skin” “I put fashion over form. . .A girl’s gotta look sexy “ Sexy proudly smiled. In the next few minutes, her boobs which were squished tight finally came free from the confines of the terribly undersized one piece. It was a feast for his eyes. He couldn’t resist and gently cupped her boobs and leaned in to smooch her. Sexy immediately reciprocated as she was hungry for it for years. Elvin’s hands were not big enough to hold them, such huge they were. Saline and silicone could do wonders he thought. Soon after they drained buckets of sweat got drained from their clothes. For the first time since they hit the road, they heaved a sigh of relief. The cool breeze on their sweat-dripping skin was helping them to calm down and better focus on holding. Though their thong and briefs were still sitting across their bladders tight as ever. The water was inviting and before they knew they were in the pool. But instead of splashing around, they both went silent. The sudden presence of water around their bodies increased their desperation ten folds. They stood still in the water trying to grapple the sudden push of pee from inside. After just a few minutes of being inside water they felt some strange session inside their undies. “Do-do you feel tingy inside?” Sexy asked Elvin as calmly as she could. “Yeahhh.. Its as if the shrinking and getting even tighter somehow” Elvin winced as his balls were getting squished down. “I.. I feel it too. Not sure if I like it. Its too tight. Goshhh... I gotta get out of the water.” Sexy waddled out of the water. “Sexy, the pressure cannot be getting that bad?” Elvin knowingly asked and held her hand. “You have no clue how full I am. . .But this is nothing for me. I have held longer and more volume before. Ch-chill” Without saying much they again squeezed themselves locked in their clothes. They somehow felt even tighter because their bladders had got room to expand when they were in the pool. Soon they hit the road. After two hours of driving and reluctantly chugging a bottle or two of water they reached the venue. Dinner was quick and came with additional water which they hesitantly downed. They both were against wasting any food or water. The dull ache in their bladders had grown more pronounced and sweating was constant. The crowd at the concert was huge and in frenzy. It was a difficult squeeze to reach the front row. There were people dancing around without a care and much to their dismay their swollen bladders got punched with elbows and fists from all directions. By the time they reached the front row, they were drenched in sweat. Just when they thought that the ordeal was over all hell broke loose. The organizers began spraying water on the crowd. “Elvin... What the fuck is happening?” Screamed Sexy as she tightly grabbed his arm. The water was way too cold and was the last thing they needed. Elvin was no better. He could feel his dick quiver with pee rushing to the tip. With close to 5 liters of intake throughout the day, and not a single relief in last 28 hours. Elvin was in dangerous territory. Sexy was no different, 18 hours without a toilet combined with nearly 4 litres of intake was pushing her to the limits. “I think we should go . . .I don’t want to catch cold.” Elvin made an excuse and Sexy promptly agreed. The next hour went in a blur. Elvin sped his car as if he was in a death race. Once they reached the parking, they were posed with the challenge of getting out of the low-slung car and walking to the reception in the cold wind. Sexy was freezing in her ever so tiny latex dress, especially with all the cold water still trapped. The 50-metre walk took nearly 20 minutes to finish. Once inside the building Sexy hopped on to the nearest seat. But there was nothing that could bring a moment’s ease for her severely strained bladder. It was as if her body was acting on its own to prevent the imminent outburst. Her legs were constantly bobbing up and down, nails clawing her thighs, lips pursed, toes curled tight. Her head was hung low, and she was involuntarily rocking back and forth. She was at the end of her tether. She could feel her ears getting hot and vision getting blurry. Sexy prided herself of peeing only once every 36 hours and that too for 5 years. There was not a single day of exception to this strict regime of hers. Today however, her stars were not favouring her. 2 litres of juice with breakfast, then a pitcher of a strong diuretic, a few more bottles of water, getting drenched in the pool and then in the rain dance! And how could she forget the silicone thongs from hell, which were squeezing her bladder like a vice. Surely all this was not a part of her regular days. Once inside their room there was no more pretending. Sexy last her composure and without batting an eye for Elvin, she jammed her hands into her crotch. The inevitable finally happened. The doomed words finally came out of her mouth. “Elvin. . .I. . . I need to p-pee.” “Is it really that b-bad?” Elvin asked as he slowly sat beside Sexy. He kept both of his hands on her shoulders as if trying to reassure her. “I lied earlier. . . I am BURSTING! ABSOLUTELY BURSTING” Sexy grabbed her pussy tighter as she could not cross her legs due to her dress. “Please get me out of this fucking trap of rubber” With seemingly the last reserves of his strength Elvin began to undress her. It was beyond Sexy’s understanding how he was still so calm when his bladder bulge was looking bigger than hers. He was indeed a man with nerves of steel. Much to Elvin’s annoyance, Sexy could not stand still even for a second. She kept hurrying him till he finally lost his cool. “I can do it faster if you just don’t move!” After nearly an hour’s struggle Sexy was finally free from her bondage like latex dress. In a split of a second she crossed her legs like a pretzel. Elvin could not believe his eyes seeing her rock-hard bladder bulge. It was huge despite being brutally compressed by the waist band of the devilish thong. Without wasting another second Elvin started pulling the thong but it would not budge. Sexy’s eyes went wide in horror. Why wouldn’t the thong come off? The more he pulled the more it hurt. But she insisted him to keep trying. At one point Elvin pulled the thong so hard that Sexy lost her balance and tripped over. She landed on Elvin. Her bowling ball sized bladder landed right on his foot ball sized bulge. The result? Sexy lost a massive spurt and then a few more before she could even realize. Elvin turned blue. In spite of an soul crushing pain he kept his hands away from his crotch. They hurriedly open the manual. It was written in bold red letters. “After spraying the thong do not get into water. Water reacts with the spray and it acts as industrial glue. Requires 24-48 hours before the glue comes off. “ Day 2: The couple distinctly heard each of the night sounds. The ticking of the clock, crickets buzzing, noise of vehicles passing nearby, rustling of the bedsheet, drenched with their sweat. At one point they could even hear the snoring of the person in the room next to them. With the first ray of sun hitting the window Sexy was up. She could never stop turning sides in her sleep. Elvin got up right after her. His body shuddered as his bladder sloshed with the all the pee pressured into it overnight. The bulge on their bladders put them under a tremendous dilemma. It was a clench-breath-clench cycle for the duo. Any exception to that would mean a disaster. Given this condition Sexy’s bulge had outgrown her already tiny latex dress. When Elvin pulled the zipper hard, the dress tore into shreds, revealing her sweaty skin underneath The only spare she had was akin to a torture device for her. A heavy rubber corset mini dress. Her eyes watered with as Elvin picked the dress for her. “Please be gentle and keep it loose” Sexy almost begged. Sexy’s phone buzzed. It was her agent calling. Upon answering the call, Sexy turned pale with fear. It was an invitation to an audition for an upcoming OTT show and she had to be there in next couple of hours. “Is this the same audition you told me about, earlier? The one which you were dying to go to?” Sexy timidly nodded. “Lace me – TIGHT. I must look per... “ Before she could complete her sentence her vision blacked out. Her 3” bulge was flattened within seconds. The pain she felt was unreal. Fighting 27 hours worth of boiling piss was a losing battle but she somehow kept going. To anyone not knowing the couple’s history, they would say that Elvin was torturing her but it was her own wish. Elvin was no better. In her honour, he put on his own tummy clinching vest to hide his bulge and tightened the belt to the maximum. If he were to go with her, he too needed to look the part and endure the same pain, if not more. The moment he tightened the vest stars floated in front of his eyes. Being hit hard with a bat would have been less painful, he thought. His balls were pushed to his lungs and dick was swollen hard. Discomfort was an understatement. They both ditched their over the top hydration regime and settled for just a glass or two of juice with some regular stuff. Soon they hit the road at a speed that could put a bicycle miles ahead of them. Elvin felt as if he was lifting weights everytime he moved his feet to operate the pedals. His Jaws remained clenched throughout the journey and his knuckles turned white, such was his grip on the steering. Despite the crawl, neither exchanged a word for the fear of losing precious energy required to keep their bladders corked. After nearly 3 hours, they made it to the studio. Seeing 9 candidates for the auditions got a panic attack. But more was yet to come. The theme of the audition was to do a car review while drinking beer. It was already 1 in the afternoon and the car hadn’t arrived yet. The casting director wasn’t present either. Sexy and Elvin didn’t even anywhere to sit. All the stakes were against Sexy and Elvin. They waddled to the registration desk as the onlookers looked at them with curiosity. Had it not been their super tight outfits the spectators would have known what a load of piss they were containing. While at the desk, Sexy was given a form but she hesited to fill it up. The girl looked at Sexy quizzically as the form was pretty straight forward. “If I bend... I...” Sexy tucked her sweaty strand of her hair behind her ear. Elvin knew what was causing her the trouble. The desk girl sternly asked Sexy to either fill the form or move from the queue. Elvin being the gentleman, lifted the pad for her and helped her. But the task was easier said than done. Sexy struggled to even read what the form said. “I can’t... Do it...” Sexy’s eyes were watering. The poor girl was finally at her limits. Suddenly, her hands flew to her crotch and the inevitable happened. A massive spurt escaped. Sexy tried to bend over and cross her legs but that was her undoing. The corset basically had left no room for her bladder to wiggle and this sudden movement further worsened her desperation. One more spurt followed. Sexy was trembling. Her skin shined with sweat as if she took a shower. Elvin’s own desperation shot through the roof setting her frantic squirms. His manhood muscles were on fire, Jaws clenched and veins on his forehead about to pop. It was the final moment before the inevitable or so they felt. “Sex or pee?” Elvin suddenly threw this question to Sexy. Her eyes widened but nothing came out of her mouth. Her body was trying to force the piss out of her. Anything other than holding had zero importance to her “Sex or pee?” Elvin repeated sternly. “Sex...Sex...al-always” Sexy lost another spurt while forming her words. “Then hold” Sexy face turned pale. She could not believe thta a guy, for the first time in her life was challenging her to hold for sex. Suddenly, the prospect of enduring the pain seemed more enticing. Drops of sweat rolled down from her forehead to her cheeks as she smiled bravery. She straightened herself. Her bladder was contracting violently but she stopped another spurt from releasing with superhuman efforts. She was not going to let her bladder snatch away her chance to get fucked. Sexy was not the only girl who was bursting. Almost everyone had to pee roughly badly considering that there was no bathrooms available at the set. Though everyone was rolling their eyes and mocking Sexy, they all knew sooner or later they woudl be in her situation. Sexy could however out-pee all of them hands down. Soon after the director waddled to the set. All eyes were on her. Dressed in a loose racer back top which did nothing to hide her massive silicone tits and a jeans so tight it could choke someone to death, she exuded her raw aggressive nature. As she slowly exited from the car with a file covering her crotch using a file. It soon became clear why she walked funnily. The command seemed to waiver off when the girls around giggled at the tennis balls sized wet spot on her crotch. “All right bitches!” Her thunderous voice shook the room. “Let’s address the elephant in the room. YES, I gotta piss like a race horse. YES, my sweet pussy is violently spurting piss into my thong! Laugh all you want but in the next few hours from now it would be you all begging for a bathroom. But there’s none here... So you all stop laughing and cork up your tiny ass bladders “. Those words felt like a bomb. The director made it clear to all the people on the set that she was the boss. Soon after the auditions began. The theme was to review a car while finishing a mug of beer. The seemingly simple task was a trick to test the composure of the girls which would be tested during real life outdoor shoots. Given the limited time of audition the director added some nasty diuretics to the beer. The girls had to chug the beer, say the name of the show and get to the really low slung sports car behind. All the girls had already arrived at the set early in the morning and had nowhere to go. By the time, the auditions began the sun had set. First girl finished the beer and proceeded to the car. The director yelled as she forgot to say the show name. Another beer was poured for her. The rest of the girls watched in horror. The poor girl chugged second mug of the godforsaken beer. That was her undoing. Right after she placed the mug on the tray her floodgates opened. Chaos ensued. One girl after the other kept embarrassing themselves. Each mistake meant starting from scratch and drinking another mug of beer. None of the first few girls could contain their piss. The floor was stinking with piss. At the end only two girls remained Sexy and another one called Aletta Jayne. “Which of you two bitches is going to do this now without pissing yourselves?” The frustrated director asked. “I can” Both the girls tried to sound confident. Their strained outfits and bulge on their bladders said otherwise. “When did you last piss girls? I have run out of beer and looking at you it seems you both are struggling to hold a lake inside you” The wet spot on the directors jeans had grown twice the size. “41 hours” Sexy answered with a strained voice. Her hands were still away from her crotch as she promised Elvin. "47 hours” Aletta responded hesitantly. Her face was red as tomato and body covered in sweat. Her black micro dress clung to her body making it , totally transparent. Her waist was clinched to a striking 16” with a steel ribbed corset. The ratio between her boobs and her waist made even Sexy drool. Aletta’s fake boobs was at least twice as big as Sexy and that too with absolute bolt on profile. Underneath she was wearing those same silicone thong like Sexy. “For a moment I thought you’re just pregnant, Aletta.” The director joked. “ Anything above 24 hours works for me! So let’s start. You go first..” She pointed at Aletta. Aletta hobbled towards the car in baby steps. Thanks to her stilettos. The seat of the car was filled with piss stains from the previous contestants. She was mortified and initially refused to sit. But one stern look from the director made her retreat. With great efforts she hovered her ass while talking about the interiors. Her thighs both were on fire. The first drop of pee had pushed itself out and was resting on her quivering lips, ready to spray like a fire hose. But Aletta kept clenching hard to stop the outburst. She moved to the hood of the car and bent down to open it. The pointed tip of her corset sharply pierced the apex of her swollen bladder. The pain was something that she would not wish upon even her worst enemy. Even Sexy and Elvin grimaced. The director herself lost a huge spurt as she rushed to Aletta. Aletta froze in her place. If she would move she would piss herself and if she didn’t the corset would keep on piercing the bulge. “If I move, I.. Wont be...” A tear dropped down Aletta’s eyes. “It’s ok darling..” The director mellowed down and helped Aletta stand. Aletta’s hand immediately flew down to her crotch. The crack in the dam had started to appear. Was too much to stop. Her first spurt sprayed out violently. It seemed that the inevitable was about to happen but Aletta with last reserves of her strength, stopped the outburst. “Do.. Do you want to piss finally?” Sexy asked. Her own legs were trembled merely at the imagination of Aletta pissing. “I want to.. but I am not supposed to... I don’t pee outside home or.. even at home. “ Sexy and Elvin’s Jaws dropped to the ground. “How is a person not supposed to pee?” Elvin couldn’t stop himself from asking. All the ladies glaringly looked at him. Poor Elvin kept quiet and took Aletta aside. Only if they all knew how his bladder and the insides of his dick were burning at the effort of containing a lake of piss over 2 days now. Soon after Sexy began with her auditions. With a gallon or more of pee confined in her bladder for over 42 hours, she inched towards the car. Deep down Sexy knew that taking normal steps would mean an accident. Every vein on her neck and forehead seemed threatened to pop out. She kept repeating “Sex over pee” in between her mind. That mantra pushed her to keep going. 15 minutes of agonizing movement, bending to get in and out of the car, squatting down to explain the exhausts, pulling the hood of the car and extending her arms to explain the details of the engine. The director was mighty impressed with Sexy, especially with the knowledge of the car and the way she kept herself composed throughout. Though the ordeal of the entire day was proving too much to handle, the director managed to bring out the documents and officially sign off both Aletta and Sexy for her upcoming motoring series “Beer, Babes and Boost” Bidding every one adieu the director proceeded to her car. But her bladder gave up as soon as she grabbed the door handle. Her faded jeans turned dark in seconds. Given how thick and tight her jeans were, Elvin, Sexy and Aletta did not expect to see a puddle below her but they were wrong. A thick stream of piss erupted from her crotch and splattered on the floor. The director was moaning with relief without a care in the world. That was an unbearable sight and both Sexy and Aletta hid their faces in Elvin’s chest squishing their huge boobs against his chest. “Such a thick stream despite her jeans. It’s fuckin hard to imagine with what force she must have been pissing.” Elvin found himself whispering. “She must be a camel” Sexy whispered. Day 3 Aletta insisted Elvin and Sexy to stay at her place for the night considering the distance they had to drive back to reach their home. Sexy looked at Elvin for an answer. Her bladder had started to bulge despite the tightness of her corset dress. He eyed the bulge and a few drops of pee rolling down her legs. They were all tell-tale signs of her bladder needing room to expand. The couple tried to dodge Aletta but she wouldn’t budge. Finally, they obliged and drove to Aletta’s pace. Rex opened the door for them and let them in. Elvin and Sexy were in awe of Rex. In Aletta’s honour he himself had put on a custom designed steel ribbed corset and those dreaded silicone briefs. “Aletta texted me all about you when you were driving back. We both respect your choice of holding your piss for so long.” Rex explained “Fortunately we removed all our toilets from our home a couple of years back so you won’t get tempted to cheat. There’s some snacks and water on the table. Make yourselves comfortable, Good night.” Sexy and Elvin were now in a stranger’s guestroom with bladders fuller than all of their desperation throughout their lives would fall combined. Finishing the snacks and the dreaded water, they went to bed while still in their damned outfits. Elvin held her tightly while Sexy wept. Her bladder and back were hurting. Her nails dug into her thong and left impressions. “Please don’t leak.” Elvin begged her. Sexy nodded. Her red face and sweaty body told him that she was fighting with her last reserves of strength. They never realized how they fell asleep. Perhaps the exhaustion got better of them. Day 3: The next morning, they woke up to the feeble voice of Rex and Aletta speaking to each other in the next room. They were trying to convince each other that they only leaked a few spurts and didn’t need to pee at all. Elvin and Sexy were now reminded of their own dire needs. Sexy eyed Elvin to check the bed for any piss leaks or stains. There were none and he proudly smiled. Time was running and their bladder’s ticking like a bomb. All the liquid that Elvin and Sexy had consumed was pumped into their bladders which sticked out at least an inch despite their the ruthless tightness of their outfits. 51 hours for Sexy and 60 hours for Elvin was a record they were extremely proud of but now was not the time to celebrate. They had to rush to their thong manufacturer to get it out and free themselves. Elvin wanted to keep his promise while he still could and Sexy wanted to keep hers. In spite of all the persuasions by them Rex and Aletta made them have breakfast before they left, which obviously came with tall glasses of juice. There was no more waiting. Elvin and Sexy got into their car and hit the road. Sexy’s eyes remained closed and face was scrunched up as she battled the strong waves hitting the inside of her bladder walls. It was as if piranha fish were swimming inside her bladder eating from inside. Elvin on the other hand, held his breath. His skin turned blue with the efforts. His dick felt as if somebody was pumping liquid into it and ballooning it. Luck was not their side though. Long traffic jams, an empty gas tank, police pulling over for over speeding. Everything happened in a whizz. How the duo managed to survive without pissing themselves all over was a mystery that perhaps will never get solved. After 9 hours of their agonizing journey, they finally reached the manufacturer. “No! I won’t help you fucking morons” The manufacturer refused. “Please! We-we. . . haven’t pissed in two days! We are about to explode” Elvin pleaded. He struggled to put sentences together. As a lot of energy was required to not wet himself. “I am not obliged to help if you don’t read my manuals and end up gluing your ass” The manufactured angrily showed the instructions to him which stated “Don’t get into water after applying spray. The spray reacts with water, and it acts like industrial glue” Dejected by her the couple returned to Sexy’s apartment. Elvin was at his tether’s end and Sexy sobbed incessantly. Elvin carried her inside while she leaked a few more spurts. Her head hung in shame. “W-What do we do?” Sexy asked as Elvin softly landed her on the couch. He was still holding his breath on and off to fight off his urgent needs. Without uttering a word, he simply started untying Sexy from the corset dress. Each knot that came off was like a mini orgasm for her. When the last know came off, Elvin pulled her sticky sweaty dress hard to remove it. And that was their Eureka moment! Along with the dress her silicone thong finally came off. The sudden tug of the thong caused her to release a burst spray of piss on to the couch. She looked at him with teary eyes of happiness. Within moments Elvin yanked off his clothes and his brief as well. Sexy could not believe her eyes. His manhood was like a dream come true. It was nearly a feet long. She knew she would not be able to wrap the girth with just one hand. Each of the veins was swollen and the dick shined with sweat. Their moment had come. “I WANT YOU!” Sexy demanded Elvin. He obliged. The bedroom door was locked, and lights dimmed. Day 4: Our couple finally got what they wanted. Night-long animal-like fucking. With 3 days of piss inside their bladders, they were savouring each other like hungry wolves. It was the first time in Sexy’s life that a man made her cum rivers. The way he squished her massive saline filled globes, the way he ran his tongue on her lips, the confident non-stop thrusting. She was seeing stars in her eyes and her body felt as if it was floating in the air, except her basketball sized bladder that is. Her insides were being pounded like a hammer by Elvin, not that she complained. Her juices and her boiling piss-filled bladder were driving her crazy. Such a mix of the two was unreal. No drug or sexy toy in the world could ever bring her to even 1% close of what Elvin was giving her. He on the other hand was destroying her like a monster on steroids. At one point Sexy screamed “The ram of Lucifer”. He knew well that if he were bursting to piss, and horny at the same time, his dick would get extra hard. He was neither able to pee nor able to cum. What he thought to be a curse proved to be his biggest gift. They finally stopped the next afternoon, when Sexy’s body could no longer take the pounding. All her muscles down there hurt like hornets’ sting. The bedsheet was drenched with sweat and cum. The room fragrance was long supressed with strong odour of raw sex. She could barely keep her eyes open. “One last . . .” she begged Elvin. He obliged. And with all his might he rammed her. The result was the strongest orgasm she ever had in her lifetime. She moaned so loudly, that even the passers-by on the road stopped for a moment confused. Some of her neighbours even started calling her to check on her. Fortunately, her mobile battery had drained off. Sexy’s bladder had no strength left! After 3 days and 6 hours, a gallon and a half of piss erupted from her bladder. The force was so strong that it pushed out Elvin’s gigantic dick out of her pussy and sprayed him with an inch thick white stream, bruising his chest. He quickly moved away and let the gusher hit the window 8 feet away. She kept moaning as her body had several more pee-gasms. He watched in awe as his own need was trying to get better of him. His fingers were tightly wrapped around his cum drenched dick. He had not allowed himself to leak even a drop of pee or cum throughout this 3-and-a-half-day adventure. After a couple of minutes Sexy’s stream finally dried out. Her room was destroyed. There was cum, sweat, piss all around, damaged furniture, wet curtains, torn bedsheet and what not. But at the end, Sexy only cared about one thing "Elvin, marry me!" Elvin smooched her and was about to leave She insisted that they meet again in the evening as she craved even more. He agreed and left. It was 6pm when Elvin finally reached his place. His entire body was under cramps, balls were swollen red, dick hard as steel and throbbed incessantly. Grabbing his crotch Elvin literally crawled to his door. 4 days of pee was contained in his bladder which was furiously trying to escape and see the day of light. The mighty Elvin had kept his promise to Sexy that he would not pee when in her company. He gave her the most intense of orgasms. His duties were fulfilled and now our hero wanted his own sweet relief. But as a man, he still wanted to see himself as proper and strong. So before he let himself enjoy his direly needed piss he first cleaned the house, even ran some errands and finished his laundry. Around an hour or two later he finally made his way to the bathroom. The porcelain throne was shining in tis glory and looked so enticing. He inched towards it and slowly slid his sweaty pants and brief down. He counted backwards from 10 to 1 to prove to himself that he was still the master of his bladder. And after a few seconds, the first drop of piss emerged at the hole. Then there was no stopping or at least that’s what Elvin wanted. The drop turned to an inch thick white stream in a blink of an eye. The sheer speed the stream cut steel. It emerged in a perfect straight line. The contractions in his bladder were sending shivers down his body making him light headed. He took support of the wall in front while trying to keep his dick pointed towards the bowl. The relief however was not long. 30 seconds into his piss his phone buzzed. It was his darling, Sexy. Without thinking any further he clenched his muscles and stopped his ferocious release mid stream. The loud gushing sound in the bathroom was replaced by silence. The insides of his dick felt as if it was being pierced by a stack of needles. He quickly pulled his briefs and pants up and wobbled out of the bathroom. He was ready to go to any extent to hide his needs from Sexy. “Hey babe.. I told my hot bimbo friends about our bedroom – wrecking marathon fuck. They are all going ga-ga over it” Sexy blushed. “They have called us to their club tonight. And I might have told them that you will single-handedly destroy all of us.” “An invitation for an orgy.. How can I say no!” “That’s not the part I am worried about.” She paused. “I was wondering if you haven’t gone to the... You know... Bathroom yet. Would you somehow hold it a little longer till we do all the group fucking? It felt as if you were possessed by the God of sex because you were holding. I want to give all my friends the same.” Elvin’s heart started to race. He would die before admitting to Sexy that he was dying to relieve himself. His bladder was still protruding out by a good 3 inches. The skin was pulled taut and the veins were clearly showing. His organ desperately needed emptying and a good long rest. The partial release barely brought any respite to him. 3 days worth of piss, easily over an gallon and a half threatened to explode. “Of course... You don’t even have to ask” Elvin answered confidently and began preparing for the long night ahead. THE END....
  7. Rvlis

    Fuzzipop

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    My brain did another early-morning desire, this time related to an old artist I really liked who nuked their gallery and vanished. So I drew their old character as a tribute to their art and indirectly inspiring me to draw more latex >u>;
  8. SpectreLaugher

    Bayo-Wet-A

    From the album: Spectre’s GMod Album

    The title sounded better in my head. Made this for BlueOmo. Check him out!

    © Bayonetta

  9. Rvlis

    Hypno-Lu

    From the album: Furry Omorashi

    The Hypno-Riolu has returned, and he's found his next play-thing, Cooper :P
  10. *This short story was inspired by this picture I found on pixiv: Drawn by: https://www.pixiv.net/users/2453632 This was written on my phone and copy-pasted from discord, please forgive some potential formatting issues 🙏* A harsh lesson for the newbie: Vampires have a habit of hibernating in their coffins whenever tragedy strikes, so that they may rise again at a more opportune era... Unfortunately, this newbie is unfamiliar with such a concept and as such she had to urgently return to her coffin after a very long night of drinking and partying. The rest of the vampire order were disappointed at her lack of forethought and planning. Knowing that she would undoubtedly ruin her place of hibernation by voiding her bladder after all she had consumed at that congregation, they saw it fit to take preemptive measures and punish her at the same time: Just a few moments before she stepped into her coffin, the order picked her up and dressed her - or rather, mummified her - in tight, completely impermeable latex and leather, ensuring that she would be unable to leave until the rest of the order awakens. Should she leak, it would not soil the padded surface of her resting place, though of course that meant it would instead just pool inside her "clothes", but the order saw it as a good punishment and as a very good way to train the young vampire on how to control her bladder like refined lady should! For the first 50 years of her sleep, she held strong, but soon it became too much, she suddenly came awake, squirming frantically as she felt her overfull bladder stretching to contain it all. Worse yet, her garments completely bound her, not even allowing her to place her hands on her aching crotch. "Help! Help!! Someone get me out, I can't hold it anymore!" - She begged, but all that came out were whimpers, as her garments covered her mouth completely and muffled her voice. Even if her whimpers could be heard outside the coffin, they would fall on deaf ears, the rest of the vampire order, - much more experienced in hibernation - was in a deep sleep now, oblivious to the newbie's pleas as they dreamed and gathered their strength. And so, unable to even grab herself to try pointlessly holding back the inevitable... She leaked, a small spurt managed to push through her tired sphincter, with these completely impermeable garments, that little drop that leaked out would not be absorbed, it instead rolled down her tightly clenched privates, tickling it gently as it brushed against her soft, pale skin... That tickling sensation almost immediately pushed the poor lady over the edge once more, she leaked again, and again, and again until she started to let out a steady, hissy stream of urine into her garments which would pool over the impermeable leather and latex, spreading and sloshing around inside, soaking every inch of her thin legs, her round and firm posterior, her neatly trimmed pubic area... The liquid would remain fully contained, not a drop would escape her leather and latex prison, and it would only continue to rise up her back, as she was powerless to stop her bladder as the urine flooded up to her cute, perky breasts. She whimpered again, that warmth, the wetness... It embraced her and caused discomfort, she could feel it sloshing around and splashing against her skin, she felt disgusting. She tried to yell out again hoping one last time that the order might hear her muffled pleas... Of course, nobody came. Now she lies there, resting in a pool of her urine as a punishment for her foolish partying. Still, she takes solace in the fact that in 50 more years, the order will wake up and free her from this warm, wet, ammonia scented prison. "I just have to wait a little longer..." - She thinks - "They'll let me out after the crysis has passed! 50 more years, I can hold the rest of my pee until then... Right?" ... Let's all hope for her sake that no Vampire Hunters find out where the order is hiding...
  11. With a summer of family vacations ahead of me, and a minimum of opportunities for omo, I thought that I´d get the best out of the last week on my own. I challenged myself to wet every day, but in different settings every time. A week to celebrate wetting diversity. Here is how it turned out. MONDAY: LATEX UNDERWEAR I had never tried latex clothing before, and it was my partners suggestion to buy me some, to see how it is to wet them. To try something completely new would be a good start of this week, I thought. I managed to put them on (a bit tricky) and we went in to the bathroom. Even if I had been needing to pee for a while I found it hard to really let go, so I started peeing little by little. Soon the panties started to bulge. It was like filling a water balloon. A very strange feeling. After filling up a bit more I could slosh the pee around with my hand, and it was kind of nice to stimulate myself without really touching. I just put some pressure on the “balloon” and let the waves of my own pee roll over me. When I peed it felt like peeing while you´re taking a bath, because the pee just went straight into the lake surrounding me. And the underwear hadn´t leaked one single drop yet. We were almost nervous what would happen when I kept peeing, if everything would just pop and splash out suddenly, but it didn´t. After a while some was trickling down my legs though, and I noticed that if I put too much pressure with my hand on the underwear, or moved my legs around, it would leak. Bending my knees resulted in gushing on the floor. The experience was more fun and interesting than sexy, to be honest. It didn´t really kick my fetish buttons. I´m just too much of a pants wetter. But it could be exciting to wear them under regular clothing and not really know when they will start leaking and wet my pants. Must try that some other time. TUESDAY: BIKE WETTING AND RAIN WETTING I was going to town in some errands, and the plan was to wet my shorts on my bike on the way, swim in the city lake, change, do my shopping and head home. I waited until I needed to pee and headed out. I took the shortest route, and it was busy with traffic from both cars and other cyclists. I only let out spurts when there was nobody nearby, but I still managed so soak the seat of my blue shorts well, and I could see the drops falling down. When I got to town I had to pass by what seemed to be a big group of tourists from another country out on a stroll around the lake. I came behind and passed them by. I kept going until I reached a beach where I was alone. I parked my bike, took my shoes and t-shirt off, but then I saw the long line of tourists coming my way and I realized I didn´t have time to go into the water before they started to pass me by. I didn´t want to have their staring tourist eyes all over my exotic soaked ass, and I also still needed to pee and didn´t know if the water temperature was warm enough to allow my bladder to relax there. So I just quickly sat down in the grass, and discreetly wet myself right there, as the groups were slowly passing by. They were still staring at me, but I knew there was no way they could see what I was doing. Once they had all passed by, and before someone else came, I hurried out on the bridge and jumped in. I was surprised to find the water comfortably warm, and could enjoy my swim for a while, but it started to rain, and I thought I might get up, get dressed and put my rain jacket on before it started gushing down. I also took some tissues and cleaned my bike a little. Just as I also wiped my left shoe where I had seen some pee trickle down, a dog walker stopped and started talking to me “Have you… (wet yourself? Peed your pants? Had an accident? How did she know?)…been swimming?” (Yeah, of course) “Oh yeah, it was actually pretty warm” I said, and we talked a bit before we parted ways. To go swimming for some reason always leads to conversations with strangers, especially early or late in the season when people think I’m crazy because the water is so cold. The fun thing is, I have almost always just peed myself when this happens, and if they knew that, they would probably think it made perfect sense for me to jump in and get myself clean. But I keep that part to myself. I did my errands, and had one left, a big popular secondhand store in the outskirts of the town where I wanted to look for some birthday gifts for my partner. But I really needed to pee again. I guess I never emptied completely before. Suddenly wetting again on the way home felt like a good idea, but then I wouldn´t be able to concentrate on the shopping, so I decided to just go and pee in the next store anyway, since I knew they had bathrooms. I got up on my bike, and the rain was now pouring down. My black sport pants were soon wet. And then it struck me that I could basically do whatever now and nobody would see a thing. After 5 more minutes of biking in the rain towards the industrial area, I was even more soaked and made my decision. I let the first spurt out still on the bike when I was turning in to the parking lot by the store. As I parked my bike I peed myself right there with lots of cars and people passing by. Not a full flooding, but enough to go down my legs, as I let some pressure go, before I went in to do my shopping, drenched in both rainwater and pee, but fully comfortable. When I was done there I got out to my bike again, and this time I just stood there with my back against the building, relaxed and carelessly let the pee flow into my pants as the cars kept passing me by. I stopped and looked down my legs. Nothing really showed so I let go again, no longer even caring about the shoes. It felt amazing. WEDNESDAY: DIAPERED BEDWETTING I have told you before about how hard it was for me to accept my love for peeing my pants. It took many years of shame. When I finally came to embrace it, I wasn´t ready to accept that I also had some interest and curiosity in diapers, so this took another little while for me to start exploring. First experimenting with towels, then I bought a package of dry-nites for teens in the supermarket just to see if they would possibly fit me. They are really tight, but I can actually wear them without discomfort. I like the feeling of being protected and start peeing into a diaper. I like the possible sneakiness about it. But after I have wet there´s something missing. The feeling of wet fabric against my skin, the look and humiliation of peed pants are important parts of my fetish that I don´t get from a diaper wetting so it just doesn´t turn me on as much. It doesn’t mean I don´t like it. It´s still very comfortable and relaxing. So, the night before Wednesday I slept diapered with plans to wet in the morning. The earlier times I´ve done this have been really bad for my sleep, but this time I didn´t have a night shift ahead of me or anything so I could be more relaxed. I still woke up a bit too early, but I just stayed in bed, as I felt the need to pee starting to come. I have never been a bedwetter, not even as a small kid or while completely drunk. My body seems to have strong barriers. So to just lie there fully protected and allow it to happen feels so wrong and so cool. It took a while before I could let a few leaks out, but then after some time I started peeing in longer spurts, feeling the warm diaper swell up. I started my morning routine of checking my phone while still peeing what was left in my bladder, and now my diaper was at its limit and the wet patch on the protective sheet was growing. I felt a little bit turned on, but since I have found it hard to really get there during diaper play, I boosted myself with some stories of sneaky diaper wettings in public from the Omutsu section on here, and it worked just fine. What a great start of the day. THURSDAY: JEANS WETTING WITH PRIVATE SCENARIO Thursday was busy. Work all day, and then I´d go directly from work to beer and karaoke with my friends. Some of the rules I have when it comes to omo play are “don´t do it at work”, “don´t do it around friends”, and “don´t do it in public while under influence of alcohol”. So what I planned for this day was to wet myself at home at night, but spice it up with some build up on the way home. Trying to think of an embarrassing public scenario that I would imagine myself to end up in. This is something I do pretty often, and it usually adds a lot to the excitement of the wetting. It´s like roleplaying with myself, and combined with the real physical sensations it has often created a memory I can go back to in my mind, almost feeling like the imagined accident happened for real. I had a great night out, and five beers later I was on the train home with a bladder starting to fill up after the last bathroom visit at the pub. I had met a friend on the pub who lived in the same area so instead of getting into my scenario I had to sit all the way listening to him ranting about his loyalty against his workplace as he had been offered a new job somewhere else, and he didn´t know what to do… I got off the train and headed home, needing to pee, not yet desperate, but in my head I had been holding for a long time. Me and my imagined friends were going out partying in the city, had to walk a bit to the place, and I was really longing for the relief. Once I got inside my home and looked for a towel to place on the floor so that the puddle wouldn´t spread all over, my bladder started to spasm a bit. I was in front of the mirror, but I was also in the line to a night club, realizing I wouldn´t be able to hold it if they didn´t let us in soon, and that my grey jeans wouldn´t hide anything if something happened. Then I peed myself. Everything just came out, and all I could think of was “How amazing aren´t these jeans to pee in?” I tried to think of the scenario, but it was 1.30 am, I was a bit drunk and it just kept coming back to how great it felt and how the jeans did such a perfect job spreading my pee all over myself with very little ending up on the floor. Lesson learned – scenarios are better played when you have more focus. It didn´t really add much to it this time but it was still a great wetting (because how awesome aren´t those jeans...) It´s also obvious that there is no recipe for the perfect wetting experience. What works best varies from time to time. FRIDAY: STRESS LEAKS As much as I love slowly losing control during extreme desperation, it´s something I for bladder health reasons only do on very special occasions, and that kind of loss of control has only happened to me when I planned it and chugged much more water than my body needed. I just don´t ever get urgently desperate in my daily life. But there are other ways I can make myself lose control, at least a little bit. I have the typical stress leaks after childbirth. It happens usually while running but also sometimes while walking fast, especially downhill, and it doesn´t have to be a lot in my bladder when this happens. This is a matter of conflicting feelings for me. I have been proud of my strong bladder, and the ability to fully control in what situations I wanna get wet, so it annoys me to see that I don´t always have that control anymore. But I´m determined to find ways to enjoy even my genuine small accidents. One thing I do for fun sometimes is to wear some light colored jeans and take a walk without peeing beforehand, knowing that if I leak a few times before I´m home it might almost or slightly soak through my jeans, and it´s exciting not really knowing if it will happen or not. This time I chose my yellowish jeans. I had found them on the shelf at work where people put clothes they no longer use so that others can have them. I don´t like the color, but they fit me well, so I just use them for omo stuff. I headed out for an hour long route this time, through the village, across the motorway, into the forest, and then back home. I was only needing to pee a little bit when I left, but had been drinking a couple of big glasses of water so I knew it would hit my bladder sooner or later. It did when I was halfway through the forest. I had some urges to pee when I stopped to take photos, and could feel the pee right close at the opening as I walked, but I was still dry when I crossed the motorway bridge that took me back to the village. I started to think that I might actually make it home dry. How boring. But there were still some long steep downhills left, and I knew they would probably get me. Down the first hill, there it was. A few warm drops slipping out into my underwear. But it was so little. I was over the last hill and almost home. I clenched my muscles and held on well. A bit too well. So the last few steps downhill I was speeding up my pace, stretching my legs, and was soon rewarded with a bigger warm leak coming out. I quickly touched my crotch, and it was possibly a bit damp, but all wetness was in my underwear. Once home I just couldn´t resist letting a spurt out while looking at myself in the mirror. It shut straight out and created a cute little patch on my thigh. Time for masturbation with a bladder still nicely full before going to the bathroom, shower, and get ready for work. SATURDAY: SNEAKY “SURPRISE” WETTING Another busy day. It was my fantastic, perverted boyfriend´s birthday, and we had only two hours to celebrate it before I had to go to work. Before he came I needed to wrap his present gifts, cook dinner, do laundry and of course dress up for him. Grey suit pants, a shirt, a tie, and a suit vest would make his fetish senses happy. With our tight schedule of dinner, cake eating, cuddling and sex I would also need to sneak in a wetting. One of my favorite partner play is to do it unannounced, and just waiting for the other to notice. He does this to me too sometimes. This time it was a little bit too predictable though. He knew about my 7 day challenge, he even asked me how it had been so far while we were having dinner on the balcony. Of course he expected me to do it again today. But at least I managed well to hide my growing desperation and just pretend to be relaxed during dinner. When we had finished our cake and started kissing, we went to the mirror in the hallway. “Let´s see if we´re looking good together” I said, and immediately let a spurt out in my pants. I could feel it trickle all the way down my leg. When he smiled and said “Oh yeah” I first thought he had noticed me peeing, but he was just admiring the way we looked. We made out, and I peed myself again while kissing him. It was cosy. Looked down at my pants and was surprised to see the wetting still didn´t show at all. I hadn´t wet these grey pants before, and apparently, they were almost waterproof on the inside. At least for now. We were getting horny (well, we had been all the time) and S put his hand in my pants and felt my wet underwear. “Hmm… is this pee or…” he said, and I didn´t reply. But I kept letting long spurts out. “You´re wetting yourself, right?” he said after a while. I looked down, and there was a small puddle at my feet, but still not a sign on the pants. The puddle was slowly growing as the pee ran out of my leg holes, and we put a towel there before it crawled away too long. The outside of my suit pants still appeared dry and clean. That is, until we both had reached climax and my left leg was covered in cum. Now I didn´t look that presentable anymore, but it was all his fault. S went to undress, while I remained standing on my towel, now able to relax and fully empty my bladder. With this more intense stream the pee finally made it through the fabric and there were a few small dark patches in the crotch and down the legs. I guess I have found some new pants that are great for public play. SUNDAY: THE “NOT LIVING ALONE”-BATHROOM WETTING I had saved something great for Sunday. It was my last work shift before vacations, I would be home around 10 pm and as a grand finale I was of course gonna soak my work uniform pants. That has kind of turned into a traditional thing. To add a little special to it, I planned to go down to the beach walk before heading home, sit and watch the sunset as I flooded my pants and maybe take some amazing photos. I had stayed well hydrated all day at work, and my last glasses of water were really kicking in on the train ride home. I couldn´t really think of something else. I knew I could hold it without problem, but the relief would be fantastic. Jumping off the train full of both pee and anticipation, I got a phone call. It was my ex. Our kid had changed his mind and insisted to come to me now instead of in the morning as we had planned. They´d be here in 10 minutes. So, all the nice build up for nothing. I waited by the train stop until they arrived, and I managed to hide both disappointment and the growing need to pee while walking home. I knew I was also in some way lucky. Had I got that phone call just 20 minutes later I would have had something much more embarrassing to try and hide. Now I made it home dry and had a long unsatisfying pee in the toilet. Once the kid was asleep, I wanted to at least complete the challenge, however uninspired I felt after this fail. I locked myself into the bathroom and put on my yellow jeans from Friday. I hadn´t washed them after that small leak. I had peed in suit pants sitting on the toilet before, but not jeans, so that could be something to try. After so many wettings this week it wasn´t hard to let go and pee just as if I had been to the bathroom normally. It actually felt just the same. I peed and I heard the sound of the stream hitting the water, the only difference was that my whole butt was getting warm at the same time. Nothing showed in the front, but of course I ended up with a huge wet patch on my ass. I guess if you just have a sweater to tie around your waist you can be really sneaky with a wetting like that even in public places. So my wetting diversity 7 day challenge was complete. It was fun and I´ll probably do it again some time, with new ideas. BONUS ON DAY 8: ACCIDENTAL WETTING Yeah, isn´t it ironic that after 7 days of deliberate wetting, on the first day of my dry season, I´m having a small unplanned accident in public? I left my kid at home, to go out for a short jog, just 2 km. I had just emptied my bladder, and I hadn´t had much to drink. That meant I should leak a few drops at most, so I didn´t consider it risky to put on my green cotton shorts instead of something more discreet. Well… This day I was wrong about it. I think I had just been running for one minute, when I started leaking. My bladder still felt completely empty so I kept running, but I also kept leaking. Soon I realized it had soaked through my shorts, and the insides of my legs were wet. It was ok in the front, but I had no idea what it looked like from behind. I knew it must be a patch showing. I was just wearing a t-shirt and had no chance to cover the wet crotch, so I took a shortcut home. Only a few cars passed me by, and I didn´t bump into neighbors so it wasn´t that bad. But I didn´t feel so comfortable about this. It always feels kind of boring to leak when the bladder is as good as empty but in more hiding clothes I probably would have enjoyed it more. An accident is a big turn on in my fantasy, and not always that much in reality, but I´ll just have to work on that. I hope you enjoyed reading all of this and get inspired to have your own wetting diversity week! The pics below are from Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday.
  12. From the album: Furry Omorashi

    Hey, lookit that, more latex-messing! This time with Tails because I think he's cute and I've only drawn him, like, once?
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