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Now draw her on the verge of tears with her knees pressed together and a little puddle underneath her

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convinced that the idea of “dont break the seal when youve been drinking” was invented by perverts who want to see people hold their piss. and yknow what thank you for your service youve done this community wonders

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stop. imagine someone finally peeing after they were about to explode and shaking as they got into position, imagine them wincing through the cramping feeling of switching gears from holding it to releasing before they finally relax in earnest. okay, that's all

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Waking up in the middle of wetting the bed and squeezing your legs together fast so you stop going, and having the embarassment of having to wake up the other person in the bed to start stripping the sheets off....except as you do you suddenly become realllllly aware that you just stopped yourself from peeing right in the middle and you are in fact absolutely desperate to finish and your holding ability is so weak from your accident that no sooner have you realised this than you feel a sudden warm gush between your legs and you realise you've started having an accident on the bedroom floor and you have to squeak and run to the bathroom while kind of still wetting yourself-

Nope this has never ever ever ever happened to me ever ever

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Ykw I’ve realized? I flipping LOVE formal omo. A guy getting all dressed up for something important and then having an accident and ruining those nice clothes??? I’m going fucking FERAL GRRRRRR!!!!!

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CAN I STOP GETTING STUPIDLY HORNY EVERY TIME I FEEL THE TINIEST TWINGE IN MY BLADDER FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I AM TRYING TO LIVE A FULL LIFE

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guys i wasnt even trying to hold and i didnt drink a lot and i fucking genuinely accidentally fully pissed myself. I wet myself not even two hours after going to the bathroom. oh no.

And it was bad it was out of control. like I was just going to change pants. and 30 seconds after my pants were off i had to grip myself to hold as hard as i could but i started fucking pissing myself in my closet (which is connected to my bathroom, i was 2 feet from the toilet) I peed so much on the floor and my boxers were soaked and i peed all over the toilet lid before i could get it open and then i just sat there and PISSSSED through my soaked boxers because there was no time to pull them down :/

made a huge mess. and i wasnt even going to do a hold today

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you should make tboys pee their pants btw. its enrichment for them

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writing omo fic while doing a hold because it helps you get into the right headspace for it. at least, until you get too desperate to think, rocking your hips back and forth as you whine in front of your laptop, the half finished writing begging you to keep going but you just can't form words anymore

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Oh, oh!

Taking them to a theme park, let's say Disney world for its long lines.

Bringing plenty of drinks and sodas along, sneaking them in if you have to, because its gonna be hot and you're both gonna be thirsty.

Reminding them to drink water every time you stop for something, giving them a soda here and there,

Finally you're about to get in line. But, uh oh, they gotta pee! But the lines kinda short, you don't wanna miss the opportunity, and surely they can hold it another ten or twenty minutes!

Except it's not ten or twenty minutes. The line just keeps going on, and on and on....

Finally you're close to the front. But they gotta go, they gotta go, they gotta go!! But it's time to get on, and the rides just a few minutes long. They can hold it, you tell them. After all, they're a good pup!

You get on the ride. And it's so much fun! And long .. and bumpy, and, oh god, the dips! At first they're screaming, then they get reallll quiet. Their hands wedged in their crotch instead of up in the air.

Then they hit a turn, and...

Oopsies, they just can't hold it! The floodgates break, and their pants are soaked. Oh, well! Time for a quick visit to the gift shop, after a long walk of shame. <3

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Karaoke night! Oh boy, lots of drinks so your throat doesn't get dry, keeping them busy with selecting songs and distracting them in between people singing, making sure they know it's rude to leave during someone else's turn! They might think you don't like them, oh no!

Finally it's their turn, they try to pass but you push em right up on stage. They get about half way through the song, squirming and whimpering awkwardly into the mic, leaking into their pants and grinding against the mic stand to stop it, until they burst right as the climax of the song hits, and they just stand there pissing themselves. Nothing but awkward lyricless music playing in the background and a *hssssss* as the mic picks up the sound of them loosing control.

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oh- one last thing before i tap out the profound humiliation of pee splashing onto the bathroom tiles, literal feet-- inches even-- from the toilet? that's certainly something. some of it got on the bath mat. its a good thing I'm doing laundry tomorrow. literally in the bathroom, next to the toilet, and didn't make it. fuck.

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Watching omo videos and internally yelling KEEP YOUR CLOTHES ON. PLEASE. PLEASE ITS HOTTER WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON.

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listening to him infodump but i need to pee really bad, but i want to keep listening so i hold it until i can find a gap in the conversation to run off, but he's just so passionate and i end up listening to him and forgetting how bad i need to go- until he stops talking abruptly, and looks down at my crotch as my bladder gives out and i pee myself, a dark wet mark spreading over my clothes

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what's your opinion on accidentally wetting on the floor when you're trying to make it to the bathroom and are taking off your pants?

Love it! So close, the toilet is literally RIGHT there, you've practically already made it!... Except you haven't, because riiiiight at the last minute your body betrays you, and now the floor is getting drenched anyway! So perfectly embarrassing...

Thanks for the ask!

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You and your partner are doing a hold today. Whoever can't make it has to wear diapers for a full week. To work, social events, everywhere. Neither of you have gone to the bathroom since right before bed the previous night.

-9am-

You wake up slowly, rolling over a few times and trying to hold on to sleep. As you come to you hear your partner watching videos on their phone quietly. Might as well get up if they already are.

"Hey," they say, seeing that you're up.

"Hey," you rub your eyes and cuddle into them.

You're expecting a cuddle back, but instead they reach under the covers and press their hand against your bladder.

"Hey!" You sit up suddenly. "What was that for?!"

"Just checking the tank," they say with a grin.

You glare down at them, but can't help the smile that spreads across your face.

-1 pm-

Neither of you are too desperate, yet. There's a little ache in your bladder, but you can ignore it as long as you're keeping busy. You catch your partner tapping their foot while you sit next to each other on the couch reading. One of their classic tells.

"Want to get lunch?" they ask you.

"Are you sure? It's generally frowned upon to piss yourself in public," you reply.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm fine. Maybe it's you we should be worrying about?"

You walk to a cafe nearby and grab a seat in the courtyard. There's a tiered fountain in the middle. The sound of the water running and bubbling seems especially loud today. You're sitting with your back to it but can see your partner staring at it with a slightly pained expression.

"Everything ok?" you ask.

"Perfect," they say, taking a large gulp from their water glass, and winking.

By the end of the meal you're both trying not to squirm in your metal chairs. They're squeaky, and you catch a sideways glance from another patron.

"We should go," you say after counting a few dollar bills to leave on the table.

"Good idea," they say.

You hold hands, and try not to grab at yourself on the walk home.

-3 pm-

"I'm going to put a pull-up on, just so I don't make a mess," you say.

You can tell that both of you are nearing the end. You've had a hand between your legs for nearly half an hour. You partner can't seem to focus on anything, switching between their phone, book, and tidying up around the house constantly. They're walking funny, as if they're trying to keep their thighs pressed together.

"So, you're saying you're gonna break first?" they say.

"No, I'm just taking the necessary precautions. We're both going to have to go eventually, so why not make the clean up a little easier?" You tug the pull-up up your thighs and leave your pants off.

"Seems to me like you're just getting a head start on your week in diapers," they smirk.

It's hard to come up with snarky responses when your bladder is screaming at you. You just roll your eyes.

"Why don't we watch something to try and take our minds off of it?" you say.

"Sure, you pick."

You end up choosing the first horror movie that pops up on the streaming service. Your partner glances at you with their eyebrows furrowed.

"...really?" they practically whimper. They're skiddish already, and jump scares certainly won't help their current predicament.

"Yup," you say, popping the "p" at the end.

It's not even ten minutes in, before any scares, when you hear a little gasp from next you. You whip your head to see your partner, leaning forward with both hands between their legs, rocking slightly. Their desperation is only making yours worse. The pressure in your bladder is nearly unbearable, and it feels like it's throbbing in rhythm with your heart beating. They let out a little whimper and look down at their lap.

"Any leaks?" you ask, secretly hoping they're leaking so that you can let go too.

"Mmph, no," they utter. It seems like even talking requires too much concentration from them right now.

Tense music starts to rise from the movie. It makes you tighten your whole body, your shoulders up around your ears, and knees pointing towards each other. Before any creature or axe-murderer can pop out though, the sound effect of a clap of thunder booms from the screen.

You gasp and feel a hot gush enter your pull-up. You try and clamp down, but it's no use. You're losing control and you can't stop it. At the same time you hear a yelp and turn to see your partner practically jump off the couch and onto the hardwood. Their hands are cupping their crotch over their jeans, but you can see a small wet spot start to form, which quickly turns into large spot and soon enough there are streaks down their legs. Meanwhile, your pull-up is barely keeping up with the river of pee rushing into it. You know you're going to leak, both from sheer volume and speed. You stand from the couch too, joining your partner on the hardwood. They have their face in their hands and are breathing heavily. As you shuffle over to them you feel a trickle on your leg. You're still going and the pull-up has reached its capacity at last. You feel incredible. Your endorphins are surging, relief and arousal pumping through you.

"You ok?" you ask.

They look up at you with a watery smile.

"Never better," they sigh. The sheer look of relief on their face is both relatable and adorable. "You?"

You can't articulate the feeling coursing through you, so you just give a big nod and grin. Your partner shifts and you can hear the liquid moving on the floor. You take a second to take in your surroundings. Their soaked jeans, and the sizable puddle at their feet. Your oversaturated and bulging pull-up, with glistening streaks down your own legs. The horror movie is still playing in the background, the characters screaming at something you missed while giving in to your desperation.

"So..." you say, not quite sure who won or lost.

"Diapers for both of us?"

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I’ve found that I’m more turned on by being shamed for being into omorashi/wetting than I am by omorashi/wetting itself. I do genuinely like it, but I like being made fun of for getting off to this much more. I know it’s disgusting. I wish I didn’t like it so much. But the humiliation of it all… the embarrassment, the shame… fuck. It drives me crazy.

I don’t even have to be holding it in for too long. If I need to go at all, it’s inevitable that I’ll lose control of my bladder if I cum hard enough. It’s mortifying, which makes the orgasm even better.

The first time it happened, I started panicking, but I also felt amazing. I felt amazing because I was panicking. I was apologising profusely, I cried a little bit from pure embarrassment, and it was one of the best orgasms I ever had. Being degraded for it after the fact put me close to the edge all over again. I was so ashamed. I felt so disgusting. I loved it. I’ve been chasing that high ever since.