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Turn-ons:
Omorashi / pee holding / desperation (I love it I love it I love it!)
Being dommed and teased
Praise (especially mixed with a little condescension)
Turn-offs:
Scat & vomit
Feeding / stuffing
ABDL & ageplay (diapers on their own are fine)
Leather (I don’t like the feel of it and I’m a vegetarian, so double no)
My original posts are tagged #endlesslypeeing
Also: I like extreme holding fantasies and the intensity of holding to the point of involuntary wetting, but please do not take anything on this blog as encouragement push yourself further than is pleasurable and safe. Although hyperbole and unrealistic fantasies turn me on, outside of horny-posting, I am very cautious about not holding too often and stopping a hold when the discomfort goes beyond the sort of aching and intense pressure that I expect from a full bladder. Before you try a hold, know the risks of over-hydration from drinking too much too quickly, and of infection from holding pee too long or too often.
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noticing lately how much i’m into leaking through clothes
really need more videos of someone wearing sweatpants or light colored jeans and trying so hard to hold it back they’re shaking but they eventually start letting out leaks that get longer and longer until they’re just fully pissing their pants 😵💫
Begging my dom to let me have a piss before bed after they've forced glass after glass of water down me. Being scolded for asking and told that I'm just a toy, toys don't need to use the bathroom. Lying there beside them in bed, their hands lightly cupping my lower stomach. Feeling them give my bulging bladder an occasional delicate press that makes me hiss through my teeth and wriggle my hips. Straining everything to try and last til morning when they might be generous enough to give me permission for the toilet at last. Unable to sleep because I know I'll wet their sheets if I let myself drift off. Just stuck holding for hours, hands between my thighs, aching and bursting but too devoted to disobey.
The puddle spread quickly, steaming, until it lapped at the soles of his shoes.
He was already bursting.
Every muscle in his lower body was tense, thighs squeezed together, breath shallow. His belt dug cruelly into his abdomen, pressing into the rock-hard swell of his overfull bladder. He sat hunched on the edge of a low bench, jaw tight, hands gripping his knees. His hair clung to the sides of his flushed face.
And the worst part?
He wasn’t alone.
“You’re squirming,” the voice behind him said, amused. Playful. Dangerous.
“Shut up.” His voice cracked. His legs shifted restlessly, one heel tapping the floor. "Don’t.”
“Don’t what?” The other leaned closer, breath brushing his ear. “Don’t mention how you're shaking? Or how red your face is? Or…”
A hand slid around his waist. He flinched.
“Don’t touch—” he snapped, but the hand was already there, fingers pressing gently against his lower stomach.
It was like being punched. The pressure sent an electric jolt through his body, and a hot, shameful spurt escaped before he could stop it—just enough to dampen his underwear. His legs snapped shut, hands flying to his crotch. He let out a low, desperate whimper.
“Ohhh… you really are full,” the other said, mockingly tender. “It must hurt.”
He bit his lip hard. His eyes shimmered. He couldn’t speak.
Then the hand pushed harder.
He doubled forward with a cry. Another jet of urine forced its way out of him, soaking into the front of his pants. His muscles trembled. The teasing voice didn’t stop.
“You should just let it go,” they whispered. “You know you’re not gonna make it.”
He shook his head furiously, tears slipping down his cheeks. “N-no. I can still—”
But his body had reached its limit.
It started slow—a few more hot spurts, unstoppable now, soaking through his jeans. Then, with a long, broken sob, the floodgates opened.
A gush tore through him. His whole body jerked as piss burst out with a loud hiss, pouring into his jeans with force. The heat spread instantly, soaking down his thighs and pooling beneath him. The sound was obscene—splattering, gushing, the wet hiss echoing off the walls.
He couldn’t stop. Couldn’t breathe. The relief was dizzying, overwhelming. He let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a cry, slumping forward as the piss thundered out of him, drenching everything. His belt pressed cruelly against the stream, splitting it so it poured in all directions—down his legs, across the seat, onto the floor.
He sat there, soaked, panting, face flushed and streaked with tears, pants heavy with shameful warmth.
The one who teased him didn’t speak now—only watched, lips parted in awe, as the boy shook and whimpered through it. A full minute passed before the hiss finally faded into dripping. Even then, his body gave a few exhausted spurts before it stopped.
“See?” the other finally whispered. “Didn’t that feel good?”
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piss kink but in the same way i like to be edged. because for me it’s less about the act and more about the fact that i’m giving you total control over such a primal bodily function of mine. because even though i could, i want you to tell me i can.
and because squirming..overstimulated and begging you to let me go and hearing you tell me to “hold it” sends a shiver down my spine
Thinking again about a sub watching their dom pee in the toilet while the sub is desperate to pee, moaning and describing how good it feels. Making sure the sub sees them washing their hands too, taking their sweet time. Flushing the toilet as the sub squirms more and more. The sub innocently asks if they can go next but the dom just laughs and leads them out of the bathroom, saying not yet. The sub squirms and follows, looking back at the toilet one last as they whimper.
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I had a dream yesterday that the most adorable lanky, shy lil nerd was holding for me. He kept giving me the most pitiful looks when nobody was looking at us and quietly pleading with me when no one was around. At one point, the group we were with were about to leave the building we were at when someone asked if somebody could go up one of the floors and check something, and when I grabbed his hand and volunteered us I could feel him start trembling. I led him to an elevator around the corner and once we were out of sight, he jammed his hands between his legs and begged so very sweetly for me to help him. I slipped a hand into the pocket of his sweats and was able to squeeze his cock through the fabric. He curled in on himself and whined that even that wasn't enough and that he wasn't going to make it. When the elevator door opened, I loosened my grip just a bit as I went to step forward and immediately felt a spurt against my fingers. The heat from it was what really drove me crazy, and I reached around with my other hand to yank on his shirt and drag him into the elevator with me. He was babbling desperately, pleading for permission to let go, whimpering about how badly he needed to empty, how he couldn't hold it, and the whole time I just kept squeezing and touching and coaxing leak after leak out of him and watching as the wet spot between his thighs got bigger and bigger and-
I was absolutely soaked when I woke up lmao. I need to go back.
I saw this post earlier and I thought it was a genius idea. Cropped out the original gal who posted it in case she didn't want her face all over Omo Tumblr but hhnnghhhh
The concept for this would go CRAZY.
One designated pisser for an entire room. Everyone sends their piss to one person who has to RACE to the toilet to get there in time.
Someone interested in doing a hold but doesn't want to wait starts accepting every piss request they can get until they're twisted up and biting their lip and stifling their whines because it hit all at once and feels so damn good.
Accepting an emergency piss request from someone about to wet themselves so now you're completely exploding because the amount you agreed to take is incredibly large.
Sitting on a toilet all day just to accept every piss request to keep the feeling of peeing going. Hnnngghhh I would literally kill for something like this.
Thinking about a wizard girl sitting in the back corner of a popular tavern with a little magical device in her pocket that pings whenever she gets a request. She doesn't even think before she accepts. She feels a small hum, and suddenly, her bladder begins to fill up. Most people wait until they're hovered over a privy or a bucket to accept, but the challenge is all part of the fun for her.
Instead, she bites her lip as she feels the tingle branching up from her bladder, gripping the table and wrapping her legs around each other. She squirms in the shadows, holding back little pleasured moans. She enjoys the feeling, breathing quickening.
She watches the Privy line, a shifting bard girl stepping side to side uncomfortably. She reaches for a little device, and moments later, she little gem in her pocket pings. She accepts. The bard looks noticeably relieved, stopping her dancing. The wizard holds back another moan, her whole body throbbing. Her bladder is achingly full, grinding into her own heel. Knuckles white on the edge of the table. She can't help but whimper, head rolling back.
Gods, she has to piss. It's the most full she's ever been. Covering her mouth, she slides out the back door of the tavern and into the alley where nobody can see her. Pushing up her robes behind some crates and barrels, leaving herself exposed to the cool night air. She's humping the air against nothing, one hand pressed against the fullness of her bladder, spiking that desperation past anything she's ever felt before.
She lets out a filthy moan as she releases everything inside of her, everything that filled her up only within 10 minutes alone. The puddle she makes it hot and clear, hydrated to the hells and back, and she holds her robes away from the mess as the stream damn near explodes out of her, chest heaving as she pants and catches her breath.
She pees for so long, she's almost limp by the end of it, a delighted smile across her face as she feels so blissfully empty.
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One thing about me is watching piss porn makes me fucking soaked. People pissing while masturbating? Omg that's what I love to do. Watching holes drip and clench while pissing and trying and failing to stave off an orgasm nothin makes me wetter
