21 | ftm he/him | minors dni | Omorashi and kink| Manchester UK
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Omorashi conference in which the colour of the badge you wear lets people know how you want them to react to you.
Imagine asking someone where the toilet is and they sympathetically ask if you're sure you can make it or if you've already weed a little bit....whereas someone else can ask them and be told the bathroom is absolutely off limits and they need to hold it. Lying down in a room with mats and blankets and pillows while someone is being reassured that it's ok if they wet the bed bc theyre only little and accidents happen and someone else is told that they'll be punished if they wet the bed bc theyre big and can hold it- you can go and sleep over there with the girls who will whisper together and laugh if you wake up with wet sheets, or you can sleep over there, where any attempt to use the bathroom will be sternly forbidden. Fidgeting and squirming and leaking and insisting you dont need to pee, you can hold it, next to someone doing the same and begging to be allowed to go.... Just....all the freedom for everyone to indulge in their own way!
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You can’t tell I’m wet…. Right?
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Just got some new diapers so I chugged a monster and grabbed 500ml of juice to celebrate. Not like I can move much anyway today, got injured wrestling yesterday
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#omorashi#trans omo#omo wetting#bladder holding#pants wetting#piss k1nk#bladder control#piss desperation#full bladder#pee holding
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First wetting of no toilet day, roughly three hours ago but I had to let it process on this is cause tumblr said no
#omorashi#trans omo#omo wetting#bladder holding#pants wetting#piss k1nk#bladder control#piss desperation#full bladder#pee holding
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I have 24 hours alone so I’ve decided no toilets allowed for me
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“Fatherless behavior” stop giving my DAD credit for all the work my MOM put into making me a terrible person!! Stop erasing women in history!!
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I fought soooo hard but I’ve been drinking alcohol n caffeine all night n it went right through me
This new year, who wants to hold it from 8 pm until its 2025
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So I did this, and now I’m pissing my pull-up on the couch….
This new year, who wants to hold it from 8 pm until its 2025
#trans omo#piss holding#omo wetting#bladder holding#pants wetting#diaper piss#diaper boys#diaper wetting
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Tw: corpo scene
Okay so when it comes to my bathroom kinks I REALLY like accidents. I really like the idea of someone genuinely running out of time and soiling themselves pathetically purely on accident. It’s so hot to me. But hear me out.
The idea of playing out a scene is bouncing around my head lately. I could imagine it now.
You’re fully dressed and full to the brink. That’s how I want you right now. You’re squirming, your face is hot, and your thighs are glued shut. I lead you to our bed and tell you to get on your hands and knees. You do.
I run my hands over your ass, I feel your cunt through your clothes, run my nails down the back of your thighs. You shiver from my touch and the pressure in your bladder and your ass. I’ve fed you dinner, because I love to cook for you before I fuck you, and because I love to see you desperate to go. You struggle to keep yourself upright and your legs spread. I gently press your thighs apart again. I cup your cheek and admire the look of desperation in your eyes.
Maybe you bite your bottom lip. Maybe you ask if you can use the toilet. Maybe you admit how close you are to losing control. I bask in it. I kiss you slow and wet, drawing your tongue in my mouth, sucking on your bottom lip. I give you respite from the undeniable pressure against your urethra and your asshole. Your heady moans of pleasure and your desperate whimpering are indistinguishable.
You leak. It’s hardly noticeable, except I can’t keep my hands to myself and when I feel for your cunt again, there’s hot piss soaked through your boxers and your pants. As rewarding as it is to see and feel you lose control, I have to punish you.
Before you can even be sorry about it, I smack your ass with a hard paddle. You flench and whimper. Apologies fall off your lips, as if the paddle were drawing them out of you. I know your ass stings and is warm as blood accumulates just under your skin as I deliver blows to your ass.
The wet spot between your thighs has gotten so much larger. You’ve been pissing yourself with each blow. You’ve been desperately trying not to, but you’re losing the battle. Your body is pushing for you in a way that leaves you breathless, and wet in more ways than one. I rub your ass. I’m sure it smarts, some areas tender and raw. The dark spot of piss reaches just to the bottom of your ass. You’re so seductive like this.
Imagine you’re holding back hot shit in your ass. With some of the pressure off your bladder, the shit you’re turtle heading comes to the forefront of your mind. You could hold it, unlike the piss. But that would be so boring. There’s a mild pressure that feels so good, you want to let your body push out all that shit into your underwear and stretch out the seat of your pants. You want to let all the hot gas in your colon blast the inside of your boxers. Wouldn’t it be so hot to shit yourself right here right now all of your own volition, because that’s the kind of dirty slut you are?
I sit you up, feet under your butt and hands folded in your lap. I join you in the bed, and kiss you. I press you close to me, sucking the sensitive skin of your neck, behind your ear, along your collar bone. Your whimper and moan, rocking your hips and rutting against what you wish was my strap, my hand, my mouth, my face…
You indulge yourself, push just a little while I kiss you. The tip of your turd kisses the fabric of your underwear, and when you ease up, your tight asshole sucks it back it. Teasing yourself like this without me knowing makes your hole so slick and ready for me.
I pull you into my lap. You’re just too cute like this, slutty, desperate, horny. You start to get grabby, feeling my chest, my waist, my ass. You’re practically rutting against me, grinding your piss soaked crotch against mine, legs split over my thighs. You give me a warning, tell me how full you are of shit, tell me how it’s poking out of you. I press my hand against your ass. You ask me, shy and meek, if it would be ok if you let go. I nod, a smile forming in my lips. I see it in your face that you’re pushing. I can feel your stomach contracting against mine. You grip your own thighs and I don’t miss the slight arch of your back. You moan first, breathy. Then I feel it—the growing seat of your pants against the hand I still have there. There’s a slight crackle as it rushes out of you and into your underwear. Fuck, you look so hot like this, shitting yourself right in my lap. I kiss you again, desperate and mesmerized. You’re pissing yourself full force. It’s hot and wet against me, soaking us both. You’re whimpering into my kisses and your eyes are fluttering. Youre so gorgeous like this.
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110% doing this
This new year, who wants to hold it from 8 pm until its 2025
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