#Bladder Spasm

[cumcov3redangel]

Fucking love that wet spot.. 😍

Guess I should procrastinate and hold it until I’m running to the bathroom more often

[clatterbane]

This just in: If you repeatedly poke an ultrasound wand into somebody's lower abdomen, it is likely to feel at least half-bruised later, with some muscles spasming in protest--and can also make them feel like they constantly need to pee for a while.

Even if you're not pressing overly hard? That is more jamming of hard objects than the softest part of someone's belly is liable to take too kindly. Multiple underlying tissues are unlikely to be very happy about all that jabbing.

(Just put that together a little while ago, and felt like a giant dumbass. Especially since this was not the first time. Or even the highest number of jabbing sessions.)

Yeah, for whatever reason that outpatient surgery center at the university hospital really, really likes their ultrasound machines. You could just send people to pee right before they're taken back, but no! You intrusively double check that their bladder isn't still full of piss by scanning that thing. For whatever reason, this is also necessary while they're stuck in the recovery room if it's been an hour since the last ultrasound. Then you need to repeat that shit after sending them back to the bathroom before they can leave, instead of just asking them if they could pee normally after the anesthesia.

I am unfortunately not joking. I think I ended up with a wand jammed into my belly on five separate occasions the first time I was there and already had a meltdown at reception. This seems a tad excessive, to say the least. I've had multiple surgeries under general anesthesia in the past, and this was never a thing before ending up at this place. Thankfully they did NOT do this at the eye surgery clinic that's part of the same medical center.

Another thing that I really hope a sleep reset will help calm down, but we'll see.

[undeadhousewife]

Sometimes throwing up IS the answer and I'm so tired of fighting it. Especially with how my crohns is, like it affects my stomach way more than most people realize. I just absolutely hate the stigma of throwing up. I constantly see posts from mutuals who have tummy issues who spend time on the toilet and I never, ever see posts about people with my issue.

[dootnoot]

i really wonder how many people have long covid/post viral syndrome without even realizing it

it took me nearly 2 years to connect the dots and figure out that the mysterious illness(es) i was experiencing that no doctor could diagnose and that didnt show up on any of the tests they ran, that spanned dozens of symptoms of differing severity affecting my whole body, was all connected to long covid. 

[communistellewoods]

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[missphoric]

only tomorrow and the weekend and then i can have my catheter OUT i'm so excited

[lelibug]

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[larnax]

they need to invent a superapubic catheter that doesnt spam your bladder with pain signals every second

[doctorwormcore]

So...had a kidney ultrasound today :333 full bladder and fasting...so it was a lovely little one hour drive to the place, having to stop on the highway bc I was gonna vommy. Get there....the times wrong, the email they sent had the wrong time. I left in tears. My mum went in and was quite intimidating explaining why I just sorta hurried out crying. I managed to get it a full 3 hours after jn their lunch hour, they were so accommodating and lovely I feel so terrible. I have another ultrasound with them on Tuesday....I just feel so silly and pathetic haha.

[cup-of-red-tea]

Why is squeezing my bladder makes me cry? How tf does nervous system even work jfc

[padded-piss-pup]

I decided I wanted to be diapered today so of course I had to ask my partner to put it on for me. After he did, he kissed me like he usually does and started talking about his day, but as he did so he put his hand on my crotch and started casually rubbing, acting like he didn't know what he was doing to me. I subtly (or not so subtly, as I would find out) started grinding my hips against his hand, trying not to let my expression betray how turned on I was. He finished talking and patted my diapered crotch, making me shiver, and told me he was going to leave me frustrated.

I drank a generous amount of water and soon enough I had to pee. Really bad. I was rocking back and forth and he noticed, asking me what was wrong. I blushed and told him I was trying not to pee. "So go pee!" His eyes flickered down to my crotch and I covered myself, feeling awfully exposed. I had to pee, but I didn't know if I could wet in front of him. He smiled and told me he would step out and use the bathroom to give me privacy and I felt so relieved. As soon as the door closed I started rocking back and forth, moaning, as I let the pee trickle out at first before becoming a steady stream. I shivered at the almost orgasmic pleasure of finally letting go, whimpering pathetically as my diaper rapidly expanded between my spread legs.

He came back and asked if I peed yet, and I was so embarrassed I covered my face before admitting it. He came over and patted my diaper, lightly groping it as he exclaimed "You did! Good job!" I was so flustered from the whole thing I couldn't stop blushing and trying to hide my face. He laughed at my embarrassment and then went back to gaming.

I drank some more water as he gamed, periodically taking hits of my dab pen until I felt warm and fuzzy. My desperation grew quickly and soon I was writhing and clenching my body, shuddering as I tried to keep the pee inside my body. After an hour of desperation I finally said "hey, I can't hold it much longer, do you want to watch?"

His eyes widened and he was instantly excited, but he was in the middle of a match. "I'll do my best to hold it until the end of the match" I said with a shaky voice. The next five minutes felt like an eternity, and my bladder spasmed when I heard the announcer say "Victory!"

He practically leapt out of his chair and rushed over to me, sitting in front of my splayed legs on the bed. I covered my face, embarrassed again, and he pointed out "This was your idea, I'm right here" and those were the words that broke my brain. Pee started gushing out of me as I whimpered, slowly uncovering my face to lean back in ecstacy. I met his eyes for a moment and saw him watching my diaper fill with a lustful look on his face. He reached out and felt my diaper as I peed, softly squishing and patting it. It was so hot feeling him grope me as I peed for what felt like an eternity. When I was finally done he patted my diaper affectionately and kissed me deeply while rubbing my crotch. I felt like I was burning with how horny I was, and I so desperately wanted him to keep rubbing but he stopped after a bit and gave me a quick kiss on my diaper. Then he went back to gaming, leaving me even more hot and bothered.

I've been lying in bed ever since and I can't stop wondering what else he'll do to tease me tonight. My diaper is getting fuller and fuller as I wait...

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

So I 3

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Bucky Barnes

Summary: your casual arrangement turns a bit too serious.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

You twist your arm up awkwardly to get leverage on the wall. Bucky’s beard chafes against your throat as he nips hungrily at you. You push your head back, your other hand around his thick bicep as he pumps his hips. Your legs bounce behind him, your feet digging into his ass as you urge him deeper and deeper. 

Your eyes roll up to the ceiling as he pounds you into the wall, growling as he sucks on your neck. You whimper and tug on his hair. Shit! 

“Hey!” You whine and he rams so your voice fizzles. “Fuck!” 

“That’s right, baby. You fucking like it,” he snarls into your skin. “Like the way I mark you up. 

You have no protest as he crushes you into the wall. You bounce against him as you arch your back and tilt your hips. You loop your arm around his head and huff as you ride him. Just a little more. 

He senses the tension and curls his hand under your ass. His other delves between you and he finds your clit. He puts his forehead to yours, staring you down as he tangles your nerves around his touch. You whine out as you crest your apex and dissolve into a spasm of ecstasy. 

Your squeeze your eyes shut as he grunts and groans. He snaps his hips up, over and over, until your bones pang with his force. That looming reminder of his strength engulfs you as you cling to him weakly and he chases his orgasm in a frantic fit. 

When he finishes, he keeps you pinned. Your vision clears and you gasp at the door. Just behind him, the front door failed to catch and an inch remains between the frame. You hit his shoulder and he lets you down reluctantly. He’s so damn impatient. 

You stumble and cup your cunt as he turns to look down at the condom hanging off his dick. He chuckles and rolls it off as you close the door. You slide the chain into place and sigh. You can’t help but wince as your thighs brush together. You face him as he holds up the used rubber. 

“I needed to get that out.” 

“Throw that away.” You shake your head. “Don’t flush it.” 

He rolls his eyes and turns to stomp into the kitchen. His pants hang below his ass. He doesn’t both to fix them. You untangle your own from your ankle and tuck them under your arm. The tail of your blouse is long enough to cover most of you. 

You go to the bathroom and let out the pressure in your bladder. The warmth of your release is soothing. You finish up and go to dump your pants in the hamper.

Bucky’s on the bed, naked, stroking himself and ready for another round. You scrunch up your lips and run your hand down your blouse. 

“Hey, uh, before uh... before that, I think we need to talk.” You say. 

He keeps pumping himself, “thought that’s what we didn’t do.” 

“Yes, that’s what I want to talk about.” You cross your arms. 

He finally stops and pushes himself up on his elbow. He turns onto his side and stares expectantly. 

“Look, this is fun. Lots of fun but it’s a bit much. I... I got that promotion and I’m gonna be working--” 

“I’m not looking for date night. I can be efficient,” he snickers. 

“Bucky, I’m serious. You can’t just show up at the gym like that. You also can’t just barge into the locker room.” 

“Come on, it was a joke,” he sits up all the way. “You’re really ruin the night? I told you, don’t get sentimental.” 

“I’m not the one getting sentimental,” you insist and drop your arms. 

His blue eyes flare and he pushes himself to the edge of the bed. He stands and inhales, his chest puffing out. He marches toward you and waver on your feet. He grabs the front of your blouse and rips it open. You cry out. 

“Relax. You got a promotion. You can replace it.” He tears it down your arms as you yelp in surprise. 

“Bucky, what--” 

“Sentimental? Fuck that. I’ll show you how unfuckingsentimental I am.” He snaps the band between the cups of your bra and you gasp. He untangles it from your arms as you stumble back.  

He pulls you close again, his hand snaking around the back of your neck. He turns you and pushes you against the mattress. He leans on you until you’re forced to bend. He slaps your ass with his free hand and drags it up to your lower back. 

“Condom--” You blurt out as your walls squeeze. 

“Relax, I got it.” He leans over and swipes one from the box on your night stand. 

“Bucky-- can we at least--” 

“No, let’s go back to the fucking basics.” The condom wrapper tears noisily as he growls. He shifts and you try to push yourself up. He forces you back down by your nape and puts his tip to your cunt. “Fuck feelings. Let’s be fucking nasty.” 

He slams into you in a single thrust. Your chest and shoulders wrack as your insides clutch around him. You moan and slap the bed. He hammers into you. The bed shakes, your legs too. There’s no stopping him when he’s like this. You used to like that. Now it’s getting scary. 

He grabs a fistful of your hair and wrenches your head up, your back arching as his speeds up. 

“You wanna use that mouth? You can finish me with it.” He sneers. “But first, I’ll remind you who the fuck I am.” 

[jilixthinker]

{ wc: 644 words - hairy felix adoration - content warning: sub!felix (nothing new), felix has a pussy because i decided so, fingering, lots of liquids, established relationship - don’t perceive me this is my illness speaking!! }

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“Again?”

“Again.”

Felix’s tummy is tensed and stretched over your lap. His head is nestled between the cushion and the back of the sofa, his legs spread nice and wide, your hand keeping them open as his knees bend and twitch impatiently.

Your fingers are curled on his stomach, teasing and picking the skin around his belly button, casually pushing the tip of your pointer inside everytime Felix whines or wriggles too much and slips from his designed position.

A dribble of sweat runs on his forehead, dripping through the line of his nose and pooling on his philtrum. Felix gasps.

“Feels good like this.”

You hum pleasantly at his confession, even though you already knew how hard, how wet he becomes everytime you play with him like this.

“Good boy,” you nod, flicking your fingers - now you added your middle one as well - inside his navel, pushing a little and earning a sweet moan. Felix lets out a broken whimper and his legs tremble again.

“Stay put, gorgeous” you remind him, thumb digging as you were trying to fuck him in the only hole you cannot breach, feeling his stomach tensing even more under your touch. Your sweet, sweet - the sweetest - boy sobbing at the slightest attention.

“Want me to take you like this?” you ask in a whisper, time freezing just to give you enough space to be yourself with him. As you love. As he loves.

“Uhm” he pleads one more time.

Your free hand finds the trail of thin hair which Felix forgot to shave for the last couple of days. It’s short and prickly under your digits, and you tickle him just the right amount to make him chuckle without actually moving.

“Let it grow” you whisper. Your thumb thrusts once more, and Felix’s teary eyes are as deep as a lagoon.

“You know I cannot” he puffs while his tongue rolls lazily on his white teeth, pink muscle lapping on the plush bottom lip, “have to keep it neat.”

Your hand keeps moving down, massaging and pushing on the lower part of his stomach, where the freckled skin becomes darker and more sensitive.

“Wish you could keep all of your body as natural as your cunt” you breathe while your palm presses a little bit harder where Felix’s bladder is supposed to be.

Felix writhes as a soft spasm makes his pelvis throb deliciously. “Cunt’s yours” he babbles, cheeks flushed and breathing irregular.

And your hand goes further, down down down, cupping where Felix is the most humid and warm, sopping hole dripping over your nails, the tip of your finger finding his heath and pushing just half of a inch in.

“Cunt’s mine” you answer, enamored with the way Felix’s body is always wet and ready for you to take. Clit throbbing and fat under the thick black curls of his mound, uneven lips peaking out and hole leaking.

Your other hand keeps pushing on his lower stomach, and you feel a dribble of arousal gushing out of his entrance, warm liquid that always makes Felix shy and hot, rivulets of pleasure all the way to your wrist.

You push the rest of your finger inside, and Felix’s warm walls envelope you and keep you there, anchored to him.

“Love you,” he sighs while drops of clear sweat form little pearls over his pubic hair. You could eat him up for hours. Felix’s body always tastes divine and prohibited. Sacred and unholy. Always warm, always tight, always wet.

Your thumb circles his clit, pinching the excess of skin in between your thumb and pointer, and Felix sobs beautifully.

“You’re my deity” you murmur as you savor the view of Felix’s godly features becoming restless and heavenly.

“Again?” he asks. Your fingers curl deeper inside of him and squelching noises fill the room.

“Again.”

©️jilixthinker, 2024. please do not copy, translate, or republish my works anywhere

[twinfools]

I’m 3 years post phalloplasty and I realized I’ve never really made a post about how things are going. Phalloplasty is a hard surgery to talk about because, bottom line, it’s not part of common conversation to talk about yo dick. That being said I think it’s really important for me to talk about this procedure to help break stigma and misinformation— both inside and outside of trans and non-binary communities.

I had ALT phalloplasty, glansplasty, scrotoplasty, no urethral lengthening (UL) with vaginectomy. This means that tissue from my thigh was used to create my penis, my urethra was not extended or moved (so I don’t stand to pee) and my vagina was closed. I feel like this detail is important because this is one of many variations for this procedure and what I opted for/out of were decisions made according to trade-offs between personal benefit and risk.

I opted out of UL because I do not tolerate catheters well and, due to my very active lifestyle, was not willing to risk longer term catheterization or bladder spasms which would impede my quality of life. This risk, for me, outweighed the benefit of standing to pee.

I opted for ALT knowing that I would likely need debulking (which I didn’t end up needing but opted for anyway out of preference). Debulking is a procedure to make the penis less girthy as ALT phalloplasty is more girthy because of the nature of tissue on the thigh. I chose ALT because, first and foremost, I did not want scarring on my forearm. My ALT scar is covered by clothing most of the time which I appreciate. I also chose ALT because I have skinny forearms, which wasn’t ideal for forearm phalloplasty (RFF).

Vaginectomy, for me, was a no brainer. I have never used or connected with that part of my body so I wanted it gone.

Glansplasty is a procedure to make the glans (head) of the penis and was a short procedure done after my initial stage of surgery. I may get it redone but I’m still undecided on that. Scrotoplasty creates a scrotum, I was ambivalent about this procedure but have grown to more appreciate it over time.

I am considering further surgeries: erectile implant (which creates the ability for the penis to “get hard”) and testicular implants (fills to scrotum with testicle implants). But I’m undecided and want a break from surgery while I finish my degree and focus on work. I’m also considering phalloplasty tattooing to help enhance the contour and coloring to make it appear more like a cis penis.

Whew! Lots of info, right? These are big procedures completed over multiple stages and are very unlike chest surgery, hysterectomy and other surgeries I had completed prior. When I was first considering this surgery I didn’t know there was flexibility in terms of tissue donor site and UL. I waited to have this surgery and am so happy I did because the information I gained from research and consulting with professionals and folks with lived experience was so valuable.

Was surgery hard? Yes. This surgery was the hardest thing I’ve ever been through. I’ve never been so uncomfortable for the first 2 weeks after recovering. I had to re-learn how to walk. I couldn’t sleep. Peeing hurt… but would I do it again? Yes. It was worth it for me but I can’t underscore enough that that doesn’t mean I didn’t have moments where I felt regret while recovering because post op depression is a thing and I was in pain while adjusting to a new body part that was also a healing surgical site… LOTS going on there!

3 years on I feel really at home in my body. Just having a penis is such a comfort to me in ways I didn’t anticipate. I’ve had a feeling my entire life that I was missing a body part and this was it. The quiet gender euphoria of just sitting and feeling my body and for once feeling complete in that is something that’s hard to articulate.

I’m thankfully back to full mobility and got back to full mobility about 3 months post op. I was grateful for this since a long term recovery wasn’t what I wanted. There are still weird twitches, pains and feelings, especially around my donor site (thigh) from time to time but nothing that inhibits me. Just interesting when it happens (usually when weather gets colder?).

What is one thing I would want to go back and tell myself before surgery? Well:

Your penis will feel HEAVY. Like it will fall off. It won’t fall off and your body will adjust to the weight in an area you didn’t have it before. Until then it will feel like you need to hold it at all times.

Hopefully this helps someone as an overview of what an experience with this procedure may look like. Again, my goal is to put information out there and have frank conversations— because it’s these same things that greatly benefitted me in my surgery journey.

Finally— my inbox is open for anyone that has questions. I am in a privileged position to feel safe talking about these things and I feel comfortable doing so. Not everyone does, so please don’t assume that this invitation applies to other folks who have accessed surgery unless they say so.

Thank you for reading :)

[poppy-metal]

patrick fucking you while youre holding ur pee. omfg. him making you hold it until he's about to cum so you piss on him

him knowing damn well you have to piss and he just says "I'll be quick - " because you can never say know - and patrick can finish in under a minute when he wants to - you think its that, and you can hold it until then, but he doesn't make it quick. hes a liar. and he reaches down to rub your little clit and you push at his wrist like no no no, you have to pee and he bites your neck to hide his grin - "dont give a fuck - soak this fucking dick -" and what can you do when every thrust feels like a punch to your bladder - when hes thumbing your clit. he groans when you do it. fucks into you harder, into that pissy little pussy because it feels so good. the spasming and the wet flood that drenches his cock. his balls are drawing up immediately, his load splashing into your walls while you're still going :((((

[sperm-banksy]

miguel purposefully giving reader lots of fluids to drink then fucking them silly. reader tells miguel to stop for a second because she has to use the restroom, but miguel doesn't stop and makes reader piss all over him. 👀

┊͙ 🅟🅘🅢🅢 🅓🅐🅓🅓🅨 🅜🅘🅖🅖🅨 ┊͙

Tags: short, drabble, piss, daddy!Miguelxfem!reader (not incest dw youth group weirdo’s)

OHHOHOHO YEAHHHHHHH

Miguel just likes to make sure you’re taking care of yourself and staying hydrated. He’s always filling up your water bottle, because he’s so sweet and attentive! Not for any other reason!!

And when he’s got your feet behind your fucking head to bully his cock into you as far as possible, you feel like you’re going to explode.

Miguel pushes one large palm against your abdomen, and you swear you can feel his cock in your throat. That’s when you feel it, the build up, the culmination of Miguel’s sweet attention.

“You take me so well Mami, this pussy was made for me.”

You preen at his words, but there’s an all too familiar tingle that’s building in your bladder.

“Da- Daddy,” you hiccup, “I gotta, I need to use the bathroom.” And Miguel can’t help but coo at how sweet and worried you sound. He brushes a tear from your burning cheek.

“I want you to make a mess f’me, Princess, you can do that for Daddy right?” The gears turn pitifully slow in your fuck-out mind, but realization hits you like an ice bath.

Miguel gives you no time to argue, pressing down against your tummy hard and slapping his balls against your ass with fervor. In this position, you can’t cross your legs for relief. You’re being dutifully and purposely fucked wide open with no opportunity to stop what’s about to come out.

You’re doomed once he starts rubbing your clit, babbling please’s and Daddy’s and a humiliating, Gonna make a mess.

“I know you are, Mami. Let me see it, make a mess all over Daddy.”

And you can’t tell if your cumming or pissing first, but everything comes out at once with a pitiful sob. You and Miguel are both covered in your piss and tears and drool, and you only stop crying when Miguel pushes his thumb into your mouth for you to suck on.

You’re gooey and warm like he’s never felt before. Miguel’s newly baptized with your mess all over him, and cums deep inside your still-spasming cunt.

“Such a sweet. Messy. Naughty. Little thing.” He kisses your leaking pussy with every word. Open mouth and warm tongue bringing you sack down into reality.

He’ll lick and nibble at your spent hole until you’re trying to rip him away, he’ll give you a break eventually. Probably. Maybe.

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