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  1. From the album: My Omo Art

    Art trade. How quickly Henry's grumpiness fades when he is in desperation.
  2. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Turkey Girl is BACK! This year her bladder is fuller than ever, and her costume is even MORE humiliating!!! Hey, you can't blame management if a sexy turkey girl waddling around in desperation results in more sales! XD As usual, the nude and textless versions are available on my Patreon! ~~ To quote one of the greatest* horror movies of all time, Thankskilling, "Gobble Gobble, mother fuckers!" Omovember is here once again, and dammit, I'm going to try my hardest to pull it off a second time! Just like last year, I have a little backlog prepared (3 as opposed to 6 images this time), since my goal is to give you guys tons of new Omo art and not to personally challenge myself to finish something every day! Wish me luck! X] To start the month out, as with last year, I've got a more "finished" image --- full color and everything. If you're unfamiliar with Omovember, the idea is pretty simple: produce an image for every day in November with each being based on a prompt from a list provided at the start of the month! I came up with my own list again, and similarly, I'd hardly call them all "original" ideas. Mostly, I just wanted a list of somewhat diverse prompts, and I wanted to mix them up so that they stay interesting! I also tried to keep them relatively ambiguous so they could be tackled in different ways (which might be helpful if anyone is insane enough to try to follow along)! XD In Omorashi, there are generally two "camps". In the first, you've got people who love seeing the humiliating accident and soaked panties. In the second, you've got people who love seeing the desperate struggle a girl goes through to avoid appealing to camp one! You can probably guess which one I fall into! X3 Anyway, because I'd like to appeal to both in some way, I've written my prompts so they can start with either of the following: A: “She is peeing herself because she / but she…” B: “She needs to pee really badly because she / but she…” Prompts: 01 …Is in a costume. (A throwback to last year!) 02 …Was dared to hold it in for a very long time. 03 …Is performing or giving a presentation. 04 …Is stuck in (Thanksgiving?) traffic. 05 …Can’t get her pants off. 06 …Is in the middle of a motorcycle ride. 07 …Threw out the only bottle she could have peed in! 08 …Is afraid of the snake! 09 …Wants to for you. :3 10 …Is stuck on hold! 11 …Is climbing a mountain. 12 …Keeps having the door shut in her face. 13 …Is being punished! 14 …Can’t get to the bathroom while naked. 15 …Is riding a roller coaster. 16 …Is getting a bladder ultrasound. 17 …Doesn’t want to be found in a game of hide-and-seek. 18 …Is being bullied. 19…Is “stuck”! X3 20 ...Can’t get any privacy. 21 …Is being chased. 22 …Got caught. 23 *Thanksgiving*! 24 …Has to watch someone else pee to their heart’s content! 25 …Isn’t allowed to pee. 26 …Can’t find the ladies’ room. 27 …Is being brutally teased by her friends. 28 …Drank a strong and doubly-hydrating diuretic. 29 …Is in a pridacement-bondage-esque setup. 30 *Freebie!* (And don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the need to have some fluffier entries!) ;]
  3. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Two ideas won the Solitary Confinement poll for July, so here's the first!~ Story Time! "Tic Tic Tic !" says the turn signal as she makes a pass down the opposite side of the street. It seems everyone's been ordering something lately, and even this next house is on her list. She brings the van to a halt as slowly as she can, but doesn't hop out. Instead, she wrenches the transmission lever into park before she immediately throws both of her hands between her thighs and squeezes. She grinds her ass into the seat as her knees frantically bob up and down. Her back arches as she folds forward and rests the bridge of her nose against the steering wheel. It's a ritual by this point, and one she conducts with every stop. She doesn't need to unbuckle her seat belt --- she'd banished it an hour ago. She can't wipe the tears off her face, because that would mean sacrificing the few very precious seconds she had to continue her seated dance. Through glazed eyes she decides that there is no use in waiting longer. Her fingers quiver as she removes them from her crotch and reaches for the button on her pants. She works quickly to refasten it, and then moves on to the grave torture of buckling her belt. Finally, she can clear the tears from her eyes, but she is nevertheless practically sobbing by this point. Stepping out of the van, she moves around to the back with her arms stiff against her sides. There, she jogs in place and hops while she struggles to simultaneously open the door. Inside, a small package rests on the floor of the van --- but it is mercifully close to the rear bumper. She grabs for it, and whispers a thank you to the fact that she doesn't need to use the two-wheel hand-truck. She ascends onto the cement porch, continuing her dancing the entire way. No one's ever home this time of day --- an agonizing reality given her situation. Regardless, company protocol demands she knock before she is permitted to leave the package at the foot of the door and scamper back to her van. To her immense shock, it opens! Now is her chance... Now is her only chance. No one else is home. "H-hey! I have your package, but can I please, please, please use your bathroom?!!" she barks instantly. "P-please! You've been the only person home o-on my route, a-and I'm about to pee my p-pants!" She holds her breath as she awaits your response... XD
  4. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Whew! This one was a challenge in terms of all the stuff it has going on; I even had to re-do the top-left image twice! But it was probably nothing compared to the challenge Tammy decided to undertake --- banning herself from a toilet for 24 hours and doubling the number of drinks she has in a day! She even spiced it up by trying to make any unavoidable peeing unique! Her basil probably won't survive the deluge, but at least we can give her credit for using a dustpan to funnel her pee outside! That said, she would have had a much easier time coming up with new "solutions" if she just held it like she was supposed to! XD
  5. View File Wetting in the garden embarrassing wetting in the garden Submitter melikai Submitted 10/29/2023 Category Female  
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    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    She can read minds... Sometimes... And not exactly when she wants to. See, she couldn't find a good way to explain exactly why or how she knew the other girls were into Omorashi... But they knew she was a psychic. What would the natural assumption be? She's a psychic peeping Tom (or Tina, in this case) of course! And what more fitting a punishment than hiding the key to the commode that stores all the chamber pots? She spent all day squirming, because for some reason, she couldn't get her stupid powers to help her find the key! (Maybe the other girls were enjoying the show a little too much to give it up!... 😆) Here's the request I did for @Ultima01, featuring their OC Zoë!
  7. Chloe had always had a stoic confidence about her. The 26-year-old PHD student had excelled academically, and was beyond proud of her PHD placement at one of the UK’s top universities. Although her toned and athletic body, modest yet perky breasts, and striking red hair meant she’d never had any issues attracting plenty of male (and the occasional female) suitors, aside from the odd one-night stand to satisfy a primal urge, she found her strongest fulfilments came from her studies. Rarely wanting for a romantic partner, she was content with her modest social life. She was well liked without being popular; never aggressive, although you knew not to mess with her. If Chloe was to be summed up in a word, it would be ‘determined’. She was always willing to take on the hardest academic challenges or push through the pain barrier to smash her 5K PB. She relished the rush of achieving her end goal despite the difficulty of the challenge before her. But one mild evening in late April, Chloe did not feel that familiar excitement around her current challenge. She was consumed by an acute apprehension, one that she feared was not all that far away from sheer panic. Her heart was racing, her brow was furrowed in effort, and her knees were locked together. She hadn’t paid attention to the detailed ramblings of her Modernism lecturer at the front of the class for some time now, as her mind was preoccupied with one, solitary thought. Fuck. I really. Really. Need to pee. The feeling of a full bladder was not one that was foreign to Chloe; getting lost in late night library sessions exploring 18th century gothic literature often led her to forget about her bodily needs until they became more pressing. The difference with those situations, however, is that her study time was exactly that - hers. She was comfortable waiting until a late dash was necessary when the only person’s time she was wasting was her own; but in front of a room full of class mates, plus her wispy-haired and kind hearted senior professor? That was totally out of the question. This decision to remain seated was compounded by her fierce competitiveness; there was no way, with just 10 minutes left of the lecture, that she was going to display her weakness so obtusely. She brushed her hair out of her eyes to continue to steal glances at the old analogue clock on the wall, the metronomic ticking being the only thing she could focus on. She stared longingly at the now-empty bottle of water sat on her desk, cursing her lack of foresight. She hadn’t considered that the rising temperatures of that spring afternoon had caused her to drink more than she normally would, and she was now feeling the disastrous consequences that had on her bladder. She had no choice but to steel herself for the home stretch of this lecture. The sound of the clock became almost hypnotic. Her newfound trance-like state produced an emotional numbness, which was a pleasant relief from the very real discomfort she could feel building within her. This was only temporary though, until she was jarringly reminded of her surroundings. “Chloe, what did you make of this passage?” The sudden pressure to respond to the swathes of eyes now facing her made her jump and involuntarily squeeze her thighs together. Doing her utmost to keep her voice steady, she mumbled a vague answer about modernism and the transience of capitalist life, and was relieved to see her lecturer give a curt nod before carrying on with her monologue. She breathed an internal sigh of relief as she snatched a glance at the clock, now suddenly hyper aware of her now very desperate need. 3 minutes. I can do this. She willed to herself, ignoring the growing self-doubt she had in her own affirmation. She knew her dorm was only a short 5-minute walk across the campus. Once she was there she was home and dry. Well, she knew she’d eventually make it home, but truth be told she didn’t have 100% confidence in the latter part of her statement. Her need now had risen to well beyond the point of any of her squirmy library sessions. The bulge of her bladder was cutting into the waistband of her skirt. Her untucking of her tight buttoned shirt had done little to ease the near-unbearable pressure within her. It was almost like she could feel her urethra beginning to be filled before stoic clenching helped her regain a modicum of safety. Her hands were resting on her locked knees, often twitching to grab between her legs before the rational side of her chastised her for even suggesting such a move in public. Seeking a pragmatic solution, as she always would, she decided to make a start on packing her tote bag before the lecture finished. She made every movement as deliberate and considered as possible to avoid any unnecessary stress to her lower abdomen. This method was a success, until a wayward elbow nearly knocked her heavy anthology book off the desk. Instinctively, she lurched over to grab the dropping book, not realising the consequences this would have. A single, solitary drop of piss begin travelling down her urethra, and leaked through her tightly clenched lips, staining her red panties. Audibly gasping, Chloe had no choice but to bury her painted fingers tightly into her crotch. Along with the relief that she had suppressed that first leak and the shame that she had displayed this first act of public weakness, she was greeted with the last sensation she expected to feel in this moment—a jolt of electricity that shot up her clit. Having bowed her head and clenched her eyes shut in effort to hold onto the rogue spurt, Chloe sat in bewilderment at this sensation. Quickly snapping back to reality, she opened her eyes and hurriedly scanned to see if her first slip in composure had been noticed by anyone. Luckily, her seat at the back of the theater meant all eyes were on the lecturer, who was now concluding her talks. Her relative privacy gave her a second to compose herself. You didn’t enjoy it. You’re not turned on right now. Don’t be stupid, Chlo. You’re just…confused. Panicked and confused She struggled to pick out her internal dialogue amongst the rising levels of anxiety growing in her mind. In a time where she desperately needed her body and mind to work in unison, the novel emotional dilemma she was experiencing was the last thing she needed if she was going to make it home dry-ish. No one noticed though. You could always just- She didn’t have time to complete that thought, before another leak found its way through her weakening defenses, definitely longer that before. If the last one was considered a drop, then the athletic academic had definitely produced what could be described as a dribble this time. This required another vice-like grip to be placed on her crotch through her skirt, with Chloe now acknowledging that the time for decency had long-since gone. Her raised heart rate and shallowed breathing were more telltale signs of the internal conflict growing within her. Knowing every second spent on trying to understand these feelings was another closer to an utter loss of control, she swung her tote bag over her right shoulder, begrudgingly removed her hand from between her thighs, and steeled herself as she stood up. Hsss Fuck Time seemed to freeze as she almost doubled over from the pain, slamming her right thigh over her left as she lurched towards the ground. Chloe could hear an audible gush shoot out of her for over a second, quickly being absorbed by her now soaked panties. She could feel the liquid trickling across her aching and tiring lips, only teasing her further in her current state. I…can make it. I know I can make it. I’ve got to make it. Her mind had now settled on the single issue of making it home as fast as her tortured body could allow. Doing everything she could to not writhe in desperation, she began at crawling pace to tip toe out of the lecture hall into the mild evening air. The supposed 5-minute journey to her dorm had not factored in the measures Chloe had to take to prevent wetting herself. She dared not open her thighs more than she needed to, as it felt like the pressure placed on her pee-hole was all that separated the contents of her bladder from the concrete below. Shuffling one foot in front of the other was making for painstaking progress She would have been concerned about how she looked to an onlooker if she had the mental capacity to think of anything but the discomfort her need was causing her. Every fibre in her body was forcing her twitching hands to stay balled in fists by her sides, fighting the temptation to cup her now-twitching pussy to help her hold. She was blind in pain, panic, and…another third feeling she didn’t want to admit to herself. Trying to understand these new sensations lead to a short, but critical, lapse in concentration, as she stepped on an uneven paving slab ahead of her. She lost another spurt as she froze in place, legs crossed. She felt the first droplet slide down her thighs, and although she knew they wouldn’t be visible to a passerby, it was a sign of the inevitable to Chloe. The pressure above her crotch was now unbearable, and, despite her accommodation building being no more than 100m away, the brief moments of weakness had given her a taste of relief that was now becoming too strong to ignore. Her breathing became rapid and irregular as she could feel her heart banging in her ears, the pain now white-hot between her legs. This mature, 26-year-old academic, quivering in primal desperation, felt her legs glued to the floor. I’m not going to make it. Her locked and trembling thighs tensed as much as they could as her weary muscles began to fail. She felt a faint warmness permeate the searing pain in her bladder. Despite every internal alarm bell screaming for her to hold on, she felt her control begin to wither. Slowly, but terrifyingly surely, she felt her grip on her bodily functions loosen as piss began making its way through her urethra. This was the end. She was going to piss right then and there. She was humiliated already – she didn’t know how she was going to cope when everyone saw her, a grown woman, have an accident. Through a blur of tears that were now falling down her face, she scanned to see her how big the audience would be to her humiliation. That’s when she saw it. One makes irrational decisions when under pressure, when stressed. To Chloe actively leaking piss into her underwear in the middle of her university campus, it’s completely conceivable that some grass in the middle of a university quod could look like a toilet when the alternative is to have an accident in the middle of the path. With one, final, effort, Chloe diverted all her physical energy to leaping onto the grass, before sinking to her knees in defeat. She didn't even have to relax before her pent-up piss came exploding out of her. In her heightened sense of panic, the hissing rush that was pouring out of her tired lips, spreading over her clit, and drenching the ground below was deafening. She could physically feel the bulge on her belly deflate as she sunk her head lower into relief. Her panties were ruined, she knew that, but the relief she felt was euphoric, it was intoxicating, it was, it was.. Oh my god. I’m going to cum Orgasmic. The world around her went black as she felt her heart rate crescendo once again, the constant pressure of her piss jetting into her panties was a level of stimulation she’d never felt before. She couldn’t help but slide one heel to settle just into her crotch, gyrating her hips to maximise the sensation. In an act of horny foolishness, she took her right hand and pressed on her bladder, increasing the speed of the stream coming from between her legs into a torrent. That was too much for the teased and tired girl, as electricity exploded from her clitoris. She had to take her free left hand and cover her mouth to stop herself screaming in climactic joy. No man, woman, or toy had ever given her the bliss that she had felt in the last 30 seconds. She'd reached a climactic nirvana that opened her eyes to what a true orgasm could be, what a true orgasm should be. She couldn't help but feel disappointment as she felt her stream begin to dry down from a torrent, to a flood, to a stream, to a dribble, until, finally, her bladder was empty. Being freed of her urinary urge allowed her to snap back to a relative reality. Regaining control over her breathing, she scanned the area around her once again, expecting to be greeted with swathes of her peers jeering at her for having an accident like a little girl. To her confusion, however, life was continuing as normal. Passers-by were walking past as if nothing had happened. A snatched glance down at her waist revealed an fortunate piece of genius from her – her skirt had fallen in such a way that her stream poured directly into the grass below, hiding her accident from the outside world. She had survived what could have been the most embarrassing moment of her life, save for a soaking and sticky pair of ruined panties. Holy fuck. I just pissed myself… Scanning the area one more time and checking the puddle of evidence wasn’t too noticeable, she gingerly rose to her feet, still reeling from the earth-shattering orgasm she’d had. I Just pissed myself…and I fucking loved it. ### Hi guys 😊, Veeeery long term user of omo.org here. Always had the urge to be more active on this site, but randomly got hit with a burst of creativity over the past couple of days. The fics of self-discovery have always been a favourite of mine, and I don’t feel that they’re a genre explored often enough on this site, at least in fiction form, despite it being such a universal experience for so many of us. This ‘use of public grass space as an emergency toilet’ fantasy has been a fantasy of mine for a while too, so couldn’t think of any better topic for my first ever proper contribution to this site despite being a viewer for almost 10 years. This is the first piece of creative writing I’ve done since I left school, so please don’t hesitate to give me feedback positive or negative. If this gets enough eyes, I’d definitely consider continuing Chloe’s wet adventures into her own self-discovery. Hope you enjoy! My DM’s are always open on this site or Twitter (Michyman442), so don’t hesitate in reaching out – I’m always on the lookout for Omo friends. Happy holding, J P.S. Thank you to my ‘editor’…you know who you are 😉
  8. View File Baby Diaper at the Beach Girl walking around a public beach wearing a baby diaper Submitter superfan Submitted 10/28/2023 Category Female  
  9. It was such a hot day today I didn't want to do much so I took a good book, went and sat in the garden in the shade. I drank two pints of tea but it was not enough, and I drank quite a lot of water on top. As it was such a nice day, the neighbours were out in their gardens - on both sides. They could so easily have caught me what with what happened next. The book was so interesting, I felt the need to go for a wee but I delayed, and delayed, the desperation building. I thought I could get to the bathroom on time, I really didn't want the neighbours to catch me weeing in my shorts, but, you've guessed it, I left it just a tiny bit too long. I was on my way to the bathroom when I inadvertently let a spurt of wee escape into my pants while I was walking. That was it. I just couldn't stop myself, the pressure was too much, and as you can see, I thoroughly pissed my shorts. Oh well, these things happen! Desperate shorts wetting outside 1.mp4
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    A Date with Gwen is a little RPG Maker omoge dating sim inspired by the games like A Date with Jenny, Melissa Explains it All, as well as the Shikkin series. It was developed in 2019-2020 by my friend Matthew Ashworth (Astronomic Games) and myself as assistant creator (I mostly advised on fetish-related stuff, provided ideas and handled the playtesting and general QA). The CGs were commissioned from Papergami. The game itself is a creative omo-reimagining of Matthew's Snares of Ruin 2, which itself is a continuation of Snares of Ruin, a detective game/dating sim with rich story and characters. Developing the sequel, he decided to include an option for the park date which would feature a different theme for each of the girls. This gave birth to an idea "what if one of them had to pee?". This idea quickly outgrew the scope of SoR 2 itself and ended up as a separate project. A Date with Gwen features: A 100% finished and polished game (a good omoge is a complete omoge (c) Lisk, probably); 8 possible endings, for those who love replayability; Orgasmic visuals, sounds and music to enhance the experience; English and Russian versions - out of the box; A manual by Matthew on how to get a certain ending; Clips of all the endings - for those who don't play omoges but are there just for content. If you liked the game, make sure to check out Matthew's other games on Steam. He's an indie dev who makes games as a hobby and self-funds them from his primary job. He also has a Patreon, in case you'd like to say thank you and support his future endeavours. Feel free to report bugs or typos, if there's still any at this point - I'll be able to pass them on. As for suggestions or new scenes (more like variations of existing ones really) - Matthew's theoretically not against that, but they shouldn't be ambitious if he's to consider it.
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  11. From the album: Omofan's Edits

    Here's something I made for Disney's 100th Anniversary. Rapunzel leaves her tower for the first time and is enjoying her time outdoors until she remembers all the water she drank earlier that day and that she forgot to use the bathroom before leaving. She's feeling nervous not knowing what she's supposed to do in this situation, after all she never needed to relieve herself outdoors before and she's too shy to tell Flynn about it. So she decides to hold it in and hope Flynn doesn't notice anything.
  12. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    And here's the second Solitary Confinement poll winner for July! Poor Harlyn forgot to pee before her final, and she's desperately trying to convince her professor to let her duck out for a couple of minutes so she can relieve herself... But her professor just isn't budging --- if she lets Harlyn come back, it won't be fair to her other students! Though, based on her own frantic dancing, I can't help but think that there might be another reason for her lack of leniency! XD
  13. From the album: Jailor Eckman's (Fluffier) Hoard

    Nutmeg decided to go on a shopping spree for her day off --- but it looks like her tinkle troubles work weekends too! Well, at least it's definitely her fault this time! XD Perhaps of more interest to you guys, though: this is actually meant to be the first panel to one of the comics I have planned for our dear squirmy squirrel! I'm not sure if the rest will be in color, but I figured it'd be nice at least for the first panel! I have a few pages of this already thumbnailed, but I'm not sure where it stands in terms of how long it'll take to get the entire page done --- I still have Off-Limits! to work on, after all! Plus that scifi-comic... And a few commissions... But Nutmeg's fun to draw, and I like working out the details of her "world"! Especially when she really needs to pee! :]
  14. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Here's my Patreon Solitary Poll image from last month! And ooh, how unfortunate... It looks like Ivy didn't get to pee! Must have had something with the flight attendant threatening to unlock the door after a countdown of only a few seconds... I guess she didn't want to be on full display for the aisle while gushing piss! Oh well! Time to buckle up! (Despite the fact that she already couldn't exactly button-up...) 😋
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