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  1. The thing about Daniel Ellen shook Oleksandr’s hand and smiled. She’d promised to help him and his family and whatever was said in this afternoon’s meeting she planned to honour that promise. They’d already endured so much and none of this was their fault. She’d only hoped her words had been translated well enough for him to understand. She was only a charity representative but she was the best he and his family had to get a roof over their heads, a place to call home at last. Checking her notes briefly Ellen made her way through the crowded dining area of the large cruise ship, past security, and down the long walkway to the car park at the far end of the dock. Turning around briefly as she opened her driver’s door she took one last look at the huge vessel that had been docked in her own city for almost a year now. A contracted cruise ship from abroad brought in to house hundreds of family’s just like Oleksandr’s who came on the promise of a fresh start but found themselves stranded, homeless and lost in a country many had only vaguely heard of before. Refugees of war but now political pawns as the contract for the only place they could call ‘home’ was coming to an end leaving families homeless and lost all over again. Ellen sighed deeply as she set on her way to the ‘big meeting’ as she’d put it in her diary. As she navigated through the city traffic towards the hotel conference room she thought about the families she’d already helped to find accommodation: A few with sponsors, most with social housing and some with private landlords. The smile on their faces as they unlocked front doors and saw several rooms that they could call home always left her emotional. Places many others from her own country would turn their noses up at had kids dancing with excitement at the thought of having a room of their own. What a privilege it was to play some part in helping them, even if at times the stress made her feel ill. Ellen parked and took a moment to gather her thoughts. Maybe she should have dressed a bit smarter than her leggings and long flowing top? Should she have tied back her shoulder length wavy brown thick hair to look more business like? It was out of her comfort zone but should she have done it anyway? Would any of that even make a difference? Her mind was a whirr as she locked her car and walked towards the building getting a fright when she heard the quiet voice behind her. “They really should have these things in office hours don’t you think?” Ellen smiled before she even turning around. Quiet, unassuming, but hard working Daniel met her gaze as they both continued walking towards the reception. Daniel, as always, was in his dark grey suit with an open at the collar crisp white shirt. His black hair was neatly shaved at the sides but bushier at the top and his dark skin reflected the light from the strong fluorescent strip lights above. He was everything she wasn’t in terms of personality and attire, his voice soft to her loud, his smartness to her comfortable, his unassuming to her abrasiveness, his timidness to her assertiveness. Yet Daniel was one she trusted, one she knew was honest and fair and one who got the job done. His air of authority seemed at odds with his quiet ways but he was respected and respectful and Ellen needed him onside tonight more than ever if she wanted to keep her promise to Oleksandr and his wife and son and the long list of others still living in limbo on the cruise ship. As they stood patiently at the reception desk Ellen felt there was something different about Daniel tonight. He seemed distracted, nervous, even a little uncomfortable. As he spoke in his usual low tone to sign them in Ellen naughtily couldn’t help having a little sneak peek at his bottom as he leaned over the desk a little. They were friends, sort of colleagues even, but there was no harm in having a bit of fun was there? He was a fit man after all with a very cute derrière which seemed to wiggle slightly as he wrote. He turned and smiled at her as if he somehow knew what she’d done, though his smile was more tense than usual even though his eyes were wide and shining. As Ellen stepped forwards to follow Daniel through towards the meeting room she almost walked right into him as he paused momentarily and glanced around the reception as if looking for someone or something. The thing about Daniel was he that he only ever spoke up when it was absolutely necessary and Ellen knew that whatever it was he was looking for she’d only ever find out if he deemed it absolutely essential for her to know. Right now that obviously wasn’t the case.
  2. One time we went to the grocery store and she drank a liter before we left (unknown to me). Supposedly she was dancing in the checkout line an hour later as a result but I also didn’t notice that. we were driving home and she said “I really should have peed before we left”. It was about a 20 minute drive home and honestly I was surprised. I didn’t get why this was happening. She said “didn’t you see me hopping foot to foot at the checkout counter?” And honestly I didn’t! so, I did as most of us want to do and drove her to the nearest gas station for a liter of water. She drank the whole thing (now 2 liters inside her in either stomach or bladder). i then drove her to a spot where we could sit by the river, with a lot of people, but could relax. Eventually, after 20 minutes of casually talking (don’t know how she kept that composure), she said we needed to leave “right now”. So, as we were heading to my car I could see her a bit more desperate than I’d seen her before. She had nice tight short shorts on and was bent over a bit. I mean 2 liters will do that to a tiny girl like her. (5’2” 115lbs maybe 105 nice C cups and just a tight body generally. Really nice ass). As we drove to my place I knew her predicament but didn’t say anything. We stopped at a light and she got all sorts of worked up. Like I COULD have made the light. Sorry babe. She was fanning her legs but I was more like, “you were fine 5 minutes ago”, sort of attitude. If she was holding it then, she could hold it now. As we got towards home 5-10 minutes later she undid her shorts, which id never seen. She said “Alright, it’s getting really urgent”. All this was turning me on unbelievably. I thought she might not make it. a minute or two later we got home. I made her unload the groceries and also put them in the fridge. She knew what was next so she ran upstairs to my bedroom. There were roommates in my house so she had her shorts buttoned and she was walking as normally as possible. I put away the groceries for another 5-10 minutes, and then I got to my bedroom and she was already naked. She knew I wanted to fuck but didn’t know how to handle how bad she had to go (worst I’d ever seen it). She actually reached down and grabbed her pussy lightly but noticeably. I noticed for the first time ever a pretty sizable bulge. More another time This girl was the most desperate I’d seen her other than one other time though
  3. This is a new story series if mine that I've mentally been working on for a while, and have big plans for (possibly up to 15-20 chapters!) Knowing me though, i always run out of steam after a while. But I really like this idea and want to give it a go, so here is chapter one! BE WARNED! This series will include messing as a common theme, so if that's not your vibe, no worries. But some of the stories will be wetting only, such as chapter one. I won't differentiate from here on out though, so read at your own peril. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- High school can either be hell, or it can be meh. For me, it was the later, up until my junior year. I had my group of friends and I got along well enough with everyone, but there was nothing spectacular going on in my life. No big sports teams, no shows or plays I'm acting in, and worst of all, no girlfriend. That is, until I started talking to Abby. She and I technically grew up together, in the sense that we've always gone to the same school and known who the other was, but that's about it. Our friend groups never really overlapped, but there was never any animosity either. Abby and I shared 4th period English, which we had right before lunch. We sat together in class and got to know one another a little better, although very casually at first. And as luck would have it, neither of us actually shared our lunch break with any of our friends, so as we got to know each other better, we started eat lunch together as well, meaning we'd spend two straight hours together every day. We learned we shared a lot of the same interests. We both liked to play video games, we both enjoyed being fairly active and going on hikes, watching sports and movies, and a few other things! She was also just a lot of fun too. She was always looking to something wild, like jump across a big gap, try to do a cartwheel down the crowded halls, stuff like that. She was also always up for dates, I would constantly over hear her and her friends and she'd say something like "ya dare me to??" In response to something and I'd laugh. Naturally, as it tends to happen in high school, Abby and I got to flirting. We became fast friends in class and during lunch. We started working together on assignments, and started sharing more and more about our lives. We hadn't explicitly started going steady yet, but if you stared long enough you could certainly tell we were flirting. I'd star at her a little too long, she'd punch me on the arm, I'd try to laugh with her as much as I could, she'd dress a little nice, a little more provocative even on some days. It's here where I suppose I should share how we both look. I'm you're average looking guy for the most part. 6 feet, normal build, red hair, normal sense of style. I'm by no means ugly, but I'm not an Adonis either. Abby though... She was a knockout. She was 5'6, brown wavy hair, brown eyes and legs to die for. She had a gift from god, in that she had a massive booty without even trying. Her chest might be considered small to some, but she was gorgeous to me. Although, id never shared any of this with her. It's also at this point I should mention I have a fairly serious piss and shit fetish... After all, you're here reading this! I just can't get enough of it, I absolutely love it when a girl has to go so bad she does it in her pants. Accidents, panties, leggings, diapers, all freaking fantastic. But as with most of us, unfortunately it's been just that, a fantasy. Or so I thought. "Hey Alex!" Abby said to me as she walked into class. "Hey!" I said back. Abby walked over to where I was sitting and sat right on top of my desk. "Guess what!" She said excitedly. I squeezed out a "Wh--" before she cut me off. "I've got the weekend to myself!! My parents are going on a mini vacation, which means I'll be home alone, thank GOD. I need a break from them so bad." Abby said to me. "Oh awesome!" I replied. I choose my next words very carefully. "Got any big plans this weekend then?" "Nah not really" she said. "I'm just so happy I get to have a free weekend for once." I was about to muster up the courage to ask if she wanted to do something together, but just as I was going to our teacher walked in the room, and Abby slid off my desk and into hers beside me, as class began. Class went on as normal, and we got to working on this and that, reading and writing. Over the duration of the class, I noticed Abby started to get really fidgety. I made a mental note of it, but didn't think much of it at the time, as my brain was squarely focused on English instead of in the gutter. Class had maybe ten minutes left when she leans over to me and says: "I really have to pee." These words did bring me out of my focus on school, and I practically did a double take when she said it. To keep me cool though I gave a slight chuckle and just shook my head, as not to draw suspicion from her or the teacher. Class finished up, with Abby fidgeting and bouncing her legs constantly. However, she had a problem ahead, and we both knew it. Our classroom was rather far from the lunchroom, meaning if we didn't get there fast, we would wait in line for food, not get a table, or both. So if she went to the bathroom ahead of time, we'd certainly be waiting a while to eat. So when class was over she asked me, "do you think I have time to run to the bathroom before lunch?" "I doubt it, it's nacho day and look, people Are already running that way!" I said, gesturing to our classmates rushing out the door. "Oh shoot, fine let's go, I'm starving!" She said back. We immediately got going, and was able to get in line without having to wait too long. Once we sat down at a table I said to her, "you can go ahead and go to the bathroom, I'll keep your seat." I know this goes against what I deeply wanted inside, but I'm not about to out that part of myself right here in the lunchroom. "Ugh no, I do still have to go pretty bad but I'm starving, let's just eat." I just shrugged, and got to chowing down, since I was hungry too. We had a table to ourselves surprisingly, and we enjoyed laughing and talking as we would normally do every day. We also flirted pretty hard core as well. Abby had touched my arm a few times, which hadn't gone unnoticed by me, and I kept sticking my leg out a little farther so it would bump into hers. You know, harmless high school flirting. "You're too funny Alex I can't believe you!" She said to me laughing, after I made a dirty joke. "Hey, I just call it like I see it!" I said back. She deep sighed then said to me, "fuck I really have to pee now, I won't make it through another class." "Well go then!" I said back to her. "What, here??" She said to me, incredulously. I did another double take, and quickly laughed to Avery any tension that may have caused. "No you goon, go to the bathroom!" "Ooooooh hahaha!" She said, laughing very hard. I joined in and kept laughing. But then, she really blew my mind, and all inhibitions went out the window. As we stopped laughing, she got a look in her eyes, leaned over and said, "Dare me to go right here?" I paused. My heart literally shit from 70 bpm to over 100 in a second. I locked eyes with her and paused, knowing I'd have to play this very carefully. Is she playing with me? Is she serious? Joking? I answered with a laugh. "Oh yeah like peeing in the lunchroom is a good idea." "Why not?? The school bathrooms are nasty, and I really have to go, who's gonna know??" She said, doubling down. I replied, "what're you gonna do, just drop your pants and squat?? Everyone would see you!" "No, I'd go in my pants! I'm wearing black leggings, no one will see!" Now my heart shot up to 120 bpm. "You wouldn't." I said "It wouldn't be the first time I've peed myself." She said in a whisper. Now, my heart nearly stopped. Then I said, "Ok Abby, you're on. I dare you!" "What do I get if I do it??" She said to me with a punch of the arm. I figured since I'd gotten this far, why not go for broke. I took a deep breath, and prayed. "If you do it, you win a date with yours truly?" Her eyes widened, but then she gave me another look and touched my arm and said. "What do you get out of this?" I thought about it and said with a wink, "I think I win either way." She was silent for another moment, then just stared me down. She said "deal", with a wink, then she straightened up. I still couldn't believe she was actually going through with this and said, "Wait so your actually gonna do it??" "Yes!" She said. "I want to win that date you offered!" This time, I was speechless. I might have even been in love. I couldn't get another word out before she closed her eyes, took a deep breathe, and said, "I'm going now" She was sitting across from me so I couldn't see what was happening, but I could see every other tell tale sign. She closed her eyes, shook a little, then sat absolutely still. I heard the smallest of drops as her pee went from the crotch her pants, off the chair and onto the floor, but most of it was actually stopped up by her black leggings. I even could smell it a little, although that was much harder to tell. "I can't believe you're peeing yourself " I said in disbelief. "I can't either!" She said back to me. I got so incredibly aroused in that moment, it was very difficult not to show it or give anything away about how I felt in the moment. I was just in heaven, watching Abby be in absolute bliss as she emptied her bladder into her pants. "There, all done!" She said to me with a wicked smile. "That was absolutely amazing" I said before I could catch myself. "Amazing huh??" She said back to me. I was now in panic mode. Had I said to much? I stammered away, "oh I mean... Uh... I uh..." She laughed. "No you're right it was pretty amazing! I've never done that in such a public place before! Feels so naughty of me!" "Haha yeah!" Was all I could force out of me. Then there was a silence for a few seconds as we kind of just stared at each other. "So I guess I win that date, right?" She said to me, softly. Before I could respond, the lunch bell rang, signaling we had to get to our next class. Abby started getting up, while I still sat there in disbelief of everything. I was able to muster a smile right as she was about to turn and walk away "Call me later!" She said, again with that trademark smile of hers. And she started walking away. "I will!!" I yelled back to her. She turned and took a few steps backwards while looking at me and smiling. Then she did a quick "I still can't believe I did that" smile before turning away again. I just stared at her ass as long as I could, I didn't care if anyone saw me. I saw the wet spot all up her ass checks and halfway down her legs. It was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. The rest of the day went be in a flash. I could hardly think about anything else after what had happened in the lunch room. I was on cloud nine, and couldn't wait to go out with Abby! I still couldn't believe it all! Once I was home later that night, I gave Abby a call. She answered in the second ring. "Hey you!" She said in a happy tone. "Hey! What's up?" I said back. "Nothing much, just trying to finish up some homework. How about you?" She said. "Same, I'm tired of working haha." I was quickly running out of things to say, I didn't exactly know how to approach the elephant in the room, which was her peeing herself in lunch today. Luckily though, she did that for me. "So I bet you're still thinking about lunch today, right?" She said. "As a matter of fact I am! What tipped it off?" I said. "Well I'm still thinking about it too! It's still so crazy to me! I've had accidents before, but never like that!" She said. I replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically, "woah woah, you have??" "Haha of course!" She said with a laugh. "Plenty of times. At the pool, at work, on road trips, I guess I just don't have the best bladder!" We both laughed at that one. "But I gotta ask, this doesn't gross you out? Most guys always scream "ew" if I pee myself in front of them." In a rush I said, "no! No, it doesn't gross me out at all!" "Why?" And there it was. I had a choice to make, and I had to make it fast. Do I lie? Do I tell the truth, that it's a fetish of mine? Would it gross her out? Is that too forward? I decided to try and split the difference between the truth and a lie. "I don't know, I mean it just doesn't. I've seen a couple of people pee themselves before, it's whatever. Besides, you looked pretty cute as you did it too!" As you can tell, I decided to fucking send it. I'd already gotten this far by doing essentially nothing, let's see what doing something gets me. She paused just long enough to get me to panic a little, before saying: "Oooho really now! Well that's certainly good to know!" She said with what I could tell was delight in her voice. I stuck the landing, for now. "Haha yeah, so you've got nothing to worry about if you ever have another accident while I'm around!" I replied. She laughed, saying "I'm glad to hear that!" We both laughed, before we continued talking about other things. We ended up setting up our first actual "date," or "hang out," whatever label you want to call it. She made good on that bet, so we decided to go see a movie.
  4. I have a (rather improvised) guideline that I always follow when introducing the fetish to someone new. So far I have not had any really bad reaction to it. I hope this may help other's here as for many years I have dreamed of trying omorashi and have always been afraid of rejection. So it was a surprise to me realizing that "naive" people are usually open to trying it. I must say this guide may not work so well on every culture, gender and sexual orientation. So please take into consideration this is from the point of view of a heterosexual male in a relatively conservative first-world country (immigrant in Japan). This guide is also mostly for people you have no strong relationships with (dating apps, people you meet on a party, etc). I have never tried with old friends or long serious relationships. Assuming you two met and either had some sexual relations already or are both clearly interested in each other. Telling your partner: Wait for a chat to develop naturally about personal kinks or shameful stuff. Let your partner go first. Try one or two rounds without mentioning omorashi and equalize your reactions to your partner's. Be straightfoward and brief. Say this is something that you find hot and that's enough. Don't look more embarrassed about it than your partner was about what they told you. This artificially levels both confessions and make omorashi seems normal (or as normal as what your partner told you). You would be surprised how many people believe their "I think hands are sexy" is as weird as being excited by someone peeing themselves. Don't tell more details than demanded in the conversation flow. Make it look like it is just part of the conversation and react surprised and say you know many people into it if you partner is shocked by that. Have other stuff to tell after that so it doesn't look like the purpose of the talk was telling about omorashi. Trying for the first time: Unless your partner was deeply shocked and with no words for it when you told them (which I honestly never seen happening), their reaction doesn't really matter. People may say it is disgusting or say they would never do something like that, but one's inhibitions go down as soon as they realize: They can trust you. They are safe with you. You won't impose them anything and you are willing to stop at any time without pressuring them into doing anything. You must be firm in your intentions, but have the concept of consent clear in all your actions. Be sensitive to your partner's signals and emotions. You are not using them. Your partner is not a tool for your fetish, but an agent. The pleasure comes from them, their actions, their words, their body. They must feel desired. They will feel good. Maybe not with omorashi, but you are willing to give them as good of a time as you can. They must believe you will give them an experience they have never had before, that they will be pleased and longing for more. And you better deliver. No surprises, you must be predictable. For the first few times, DO NOT pee yourself, ask THEM to wet. This may seem counter intuitive, but people feel safer and more in control when they are the active person. When they pee themselves they feel ashamed, worry that they are disgusting to you. If you wet yourself they will feel disgusted by you, you are the one making them uncomfortable, and they won't want to be with you ever again. Wait until they are horny to ask. When you see they want to do something for you. Ask directly and don't insist if they say no. Wait for the perfect, safest situation. They must have an extra change of clothes, or you must be willing to wash and dry their clothes before the next day. Don't make too much of a mess on the first time, maybe wetting only panties on the shower, or only peeing a little on their pants is enough. If they seem uncomfortable of comment on the smell or feeling, ask if they would like to have a shower with you first before going on. Don't get the situation too detached from regular sex. While they wet don't just look or talk; touch, kiss, lick.... use your hands and mouth, look excited, help them removing their wet clothes in a sensual way, etc. Continuing to enjoy omorashi: If the person did it for you. Don't ask again next time. Wait for them to suggest it, now the ball is on their court. If they don't suggest it for a long time, or if they seemed ashamed after it, it may be worth talking about how good you felt that they did it for you. A few people will get really into it and want to do it for you every time you meet for the simple reason they feel excited by making you excited. Keep showing them how good you feel and rewarding them for their effort in the same coin. Some will only do it for your enjoyment. They won't feel embarrassed about it, but also won't really get any sexual pleasure from it. Don't insist and I hope you can enjoy regular sex for many times in between the omorashi sessions. A few may feel too embarrassed or ashamed from the first experience. Don't make it worse for them and don't be a creep. If you have any other tips, please leave a comment. I'm specially interested in how to tell old friends with whom you ended up romantically involved. I'd love to hear about other experiences.
  5. So, it's been 1 week since i got a match on tinder with a girl(that was on Monday). We went on a few date since then(Thursday ,Friday,Saturday and Sunday) we had pretty good times in every date, and kissed each-other a lot on Saturday and Sunday(so we're in a relationship since Friday). But something has changed.. I feel less attractived to diapers. I wanted to order some online, but this happened... is that normal or it's just i'm not used to having a girlfriend? A few weeks ago i was very excited for this moment where i can wear diapers again, but suddenly had a girlfriend from nowhere and had mixed feelings. Can i still order diapers because it's normal and going to change or should i just leave it because i have a girlfriend ? I also worry because what if i lose my whole interest in diapers? can this happen like that? ps:i did not had sex with her yet,because of her diet , and she has an infection (not a significant or serious ) in her ovary
  6. I just wanted to celebrate something special to me that I don't feel that I can share anywhere else. I hope that me sharing this gives others like me (those in a relationship with someone who isn't into omo) a little extra hope for their futures with their significant others. 🙂 My boyfriend was. . . surprised (or disgusted?) when I told him about my fetish. At any rate, I felt like, in order to be happy with him, I had to completely erase that part of myself. This initially upset me a lot especially because he was the first person that I had ever shared this part of me with. Time goes on, I fail to repress, and I ask if he would ever be open to certain aspects of omo. He says no and I withdraw to process my disappointment. This process repeats only a few (around three) times during our relationship, but each time he softens very slightly to the idea (only to keep me from becoming despondent, I'm sure). To this day, he has given me exactly two big surprises without any prompting, begging, or forcing from my end. The first was slipping some omorashi into our dirty talk (it was a much bigger, hotter thing as it was happening, I promise!) and the second was a picture of him pissing (into the toilet like a NoRmAl person). I just feel so overwhelmed and happy that he has humored me in ways that he found comfortable. As a bit of a closet omo-thusiast, I'm so thankful to have this community here to support me. Thank you all so much for everything that you do here ❤️
  7. I'm curious about something, and I'd like to ask a question. If this applies to you, feel free to give your input if you wish. For those of you who are in a monogamous, closed, relationship with someone who wants nothing to do with your watersports fetish: What is your outlet for your fetish? How do you express it? Is it a satisfying outlet, or do you feel a little slighted and yearn for more? Since I was once in that exact situation, here's my answer: My outlet was the internet, watching videos, chat and webcam bullshit, and pissing myself whenever I could get away with it and sharing pics and stories about it online. Of course, I had to wait until he left the house (which rarely ever happened), because he said he never wanted to see it ever again, because it was the "nastiest thing" he ever saw, after I once wet in front of him. At first, I was satisfied with the online shit, but within a matter of less than a year, I wanted the real thing. While I was happy that my photosets and stories were being enjoyed, I felt sad not having someone to share it with. NOTE: I'm not in this situation any longer, and haven't been for years, I'm divorced. I was just curious how other people deal with it.
  8. So i am curious, because i know i have heard and seen of this before, how many people on omo are couples in real life? Ik omo.org isnt a dating site, i heard there have been omo couples that join the site and im curious to see if its true, love is an amazing thing!
  9. The wind gently dances with my light brown, wavy hair. I take a deep breath as yet another slimy, dirty, lime green ripped zombie approaches me. I squeeze the giant, heavy hammer in my hand and get myself ready to smash its worthless brain craving head into a bloody mess. I can smell the rotten scent that's coming from it. Beep beep beep Huh? What's that? Beep beep beep What the heck? Where is that coming from? Am I hallucinating? Not now please, I need to defeat these nasty zombies, I don't have time for this right now. Beep beep beep Shit, it won't stop. Beep beep beep The sound is getting louder and brighter. BEEP BEEP BEEP I open my eyes. I'm in my cozy and warm bed, no zombies anywhere. Damn, I would have loved to beat some more zombies up. But here I am, covered with blankets without my glorious hammer. Whatever. I slowly change my position and see that your side of bed is empty. Right. You're not here. I love to wake up by your side but that's an rare occurrence. I search for my cell and send you a message. "Honey, would you mind getting your ass here tonight? I miss you." I throw the cell back to my bed. You're not going to answer in ages, you're still fast asleep a few more hours, I know you are. I know you. I yawn and get out of the bed. The floor is cold. I go through the room with my eyes, trying to see if my woolen stockings are laying somewhere in there. And they are. I put them on my feet and head to the kitchen. I rub my eyes. I'm still tired. I put the coffee machine on and sit to wait it finish making me the delicious morning coffee. I can't live without it. I just can't wake up properly without drinking one or two cups of coffee, you know? Time passes by. I think of those zombies I smashed during the night. I never see action dreams, my dreams are rather boring usually. Now I got to see some, my stupid alarm had to wake me up during the most interesting action. What a jerk. Oh, the coffee is ready. I stand up and get myself a mug. It's black with a text "Don't talk to me before I've drank this". I got it from you. It's my favorite. Because I got it from you. And because the statement it has on it is true. I'm not a morning person. I pour coffee into the mug and walk to the refrigerator and open its door. No milk. There's no fucking milk. Typical. Well, I have to drink the coffee black then. I sit again and start to sip the coffee while sinking back to my thoughts. Beep beep Huh? Did you answer already? I run to the bedroom, a coffee mug still in my hands. I left my phone there. I grab it and read the message. It is from you. "Yeah, sure. I don't know when though.. But we'll see that later, is that ok honey?" A smile raises on my face. I like it when you call me honey. It makes me feel happy and warm. Like I'm important to you. Am I silly? "That's okay, see you later :)" I reply fast and head back to the kitchen to finish my coffee. Ah, all this coffee has made me need to pee. And I actually didn't have even a morning pee earlier. I should go now. I head to the bathroom. I lower my light blue and soft pajama pants and sit onto the toilet seat. I squeeze my stomach and bladder muscles to start peeing but then stop myself in the middle. Perhaps I could hold it instead. Yeah, I have some weird traits, like this. I like to hold and wet myself. It's kinda embarrassing. The only person I've told about it is my boyfriend. It's not actually his cup of tea but he's still totally supporting. I pull my pajama pants back on. Now, I have a plan. I try to hold it as long as when my boyfriend comes here. But... Maybe I should still have my morning pee before it, I haven't peed during the night after all.. Yeah, I'll do that. I sit back onto the toilet seat and release myself. *** Some hours later. Door bell. Oh, you're finally here! I run to open the door for you. I've had a lots of water and am semi desperate actually. You come in and lean towards me to give me a kiss. You have smoked a cigarette recently. I haven't had one in a while. Maybe I should go have one. "Want to come to have a cigarette with me?" I ask. "No, I just had one." You reply to me laughing. "Yeah, I could taste that. Wanted to ask anyway." I say quietly and leave the room to go to the balcony. I light my cigarette and wonder what should I do with my holding. It would be boring to quit now but I know this is not your thing and I don't know. I really don't know. What if you notice? I'm not extremely desperate but normally I would have gone by now already. I decide to keep holding, I just need to be careful, I don't want you to notice anything. I come back inside and you're on the couch, ready for the movie. As always. You have brought all the pillows and a blanket too. I ask what are we going to watch and after you answer, I realize it's an 2,5 hours movie. I wonder if I'll last that long. I sneak under the blanket with you and we start the movie. After half an hour I can't stay still and I'm squirming like a little bird. I restlessly change my position every now and then and concentrating on the movie is really hard. I'm not able to hold through the entire movie. But I wouldn't want to leave to the bathroom now once you're next to me, holding my hand and all. I take several deep breaths but it doesn't help. I'm still squirming and things are getting really serious. It's really hard to hold. I can't help letting a quiet moan out of my tiny mouth. "Honey? Are you okay?" Your voice cuts my thoughts off. "Ummm.. Y-yes, I think, I'm just.. a bit restless.." I mumble as my face turns red. Fuck, he noticed. I should really go to the bathroom now. "Why?" You watch me searching hints from my face. "Honey, can it be... Are you by any chance holding yourself?" Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What I should answer? The redness on my face gets deeper. "Why haven't you gone to the toilet? You know, we could just pause the movie?" You have the weird look on your face. "Umm... I don't know, because.. I don't know, I wanted to.. Umm, it was nice under the blanket with you and... I thought.. I'm sorry, I should maybe go now.." It's hard to find the right words. "No. You'll hold it since you haven't gone already. You have to hold it to the end of this movie." You say, with a weird tone of voice. What? Why would you say that to me? It's not possible. Things like this aren't your cup of tea? Why are you saying this all out of a sudden? "Ummm" I look you in the eyes with a silly look. "Are you sure? I mean... I mean, I don't know if..." "You don't know what?" "...If I'm able to do that.." "Of course you can do it, honey. I'm by your side with this." Perhaps I should try a bit longer for you. This is a bit strange to be honest. But I'm so desperate already and the movie isn't even near to its end yet. Why didn't I go to the bathroom after you came? Why? A great wave of desperation hits me and I quickly grab my crotch. My face turns red again. It was a close one. I try to understand something from the movie but everything just goes through my eyes and I can't catch on anything that happens. I squeeze my legs hard together and press my lips hard against each other trying to prevent myself from moaning. This is embarrassing. I haven't ever done this with someone around. The waves get stronger and I'm having them more often. I've lost my consciousness of time. Suddenly, you lean closer to me. You put your lips on mine and start kissing me. What are you doing? Don't you see I'm fucking nearly peeing myself? I kiss you back. You hold gently my head with other hand and you put your other one on my crotch. Great. Now if I lose it, I'll lose it on your hand. And it's happening soon. No. No. No. It's happening now. Get your hand away! You rub my crotch and it's just making everything worse. How I ended up in this situation?. I'm too shy to say anything. I try to do my best with my holding but my bladder muscles are getting really weak. I can feel small amount of pee escape. I blush. I hope you didn't notice it. You're still kissing me. Another spurt escaped. I cannot hold it anymore. Please stop kissing me. I lose the control of my bladder and quickly push you aside and hop out of the couch. I can't stop the pee coming out of me. In front of you. I'm peeing myself and you're watching as I do so. I'm so embarrassed. What are you thinking? I can't help but start sobbing. You get up too and come to hug me. "It's okay, honey. I thought you liked to do this?" "Yes but... I'm embarrassed to do it in front of someone.. At least when I know it's not your thing or anything..." I whisper looking the floor underneath me. It's wet. "Don't worry about it. I wanted to try it since you like it anyway" You smile. "It wasn't the worst moment of my life." "Are you sure?" I ask wiping the tears off my face. "Yes, I'm sure." You say and give me yet another kiss.
  10. Ok. So. I've been into omo for a few years now, but I've only told one or two people, because I've never really wanted to tell anyone else. Well, no, I guess it's more that I've never had anyone else I'm comfortable telling- even I have to admit it's a bit out there. Anyways, getting to my point... Yesterday, my boyfriend and I were laying around in bed when he started poking me and ended up poking my bladder. It was a little bit full, so I started squirming around, and he kept poking it. Of course I got curious and asked what he was doing, and he told me he enjoyed watching me squirm, and that it was a turn on for him because it reminded him of...other things in regards to the bedroom. You know what I mean. He doesn't know about my interests in omo, but this definitely made me consider pushing it a little more and experimenting with how far I can push the boundaries without flat out asking him if he's into it or telling him that I am. For the record, I'm more just interested in holding with occasional wetting, and of course reading about/watching other's desperation. I would consider incorporating it into our other...activities, but I really haven't thought that far ahead yet. I don't really know what to do, so I figured I'd ask you all- do you think there's a chance he's into it, or could develop an interest as well? If so, what should I do next?
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