Omorashi is liek my favert thing i'm 27 male btw

I always wet myself at home because of the ‘urge’ to pee, but i know my bladder can get more full in public; i’ve just been scared to.

My friend promised me we’d go to a hotsprings destination 1 hour 30 minutes away on a saturday.

That saturday finally came, Today, and I’ve had to piss so unbearably bad almost all day.

We were leaving at 9AM

So at 8 am i started drinking distilled water.

By 9am I drank 2 liters and had the urge to pee pretty good already. She still hadn’t shown up yet at 9:05 and I seriously debated peeing and I decided to go empty my bladder. That’s when my phone rang and I simultaneously realized I wasn’t totally ready yet. I put together my things while talking to her on speaker phone.

As i jumped down my front steps to her car I felt the pain in my bladder, my heart sank as i realized i had a minimum of 1.5 hours to hold it in her brand new car.

My plan was to drink double my capacity and secretly hold my stretching bladder until she notices and starts a conversation about it, then refuse to stop along the way to relieve myself. I’ll only pee once we get to the resort. The worst of it will be the last half hour, I can hold a desperately bursting bladder for half an hour.

We drove 10 minutes and stopped at a gas station. I stood up and realized my bladder pain was more than typical but didn’t “hurt” yet. Just really uncomfortable. I was worried we’d be there in about an hour. I could definitely hold it another hour, i thought.

Just to make sure I wasn’t wasting my effort, I bought an espresso and latte (in a can and bottle) The espresso always hits my bladder 30 minutes later. I looked around for my friend and remembered she was going to the casino. I walked in and found her, she was winning a little bit of money so i playfully chatted with her. I was noticing i really had to pee and glanced over at the bathrooms. Right then I could feel my bladder swell, i felt the immediate urge to pee. I twitched and two people walked out of the bathroom and i stalled there. My friend motioned that she was ready to leave. I went back over to my friend and waited a few minutes for her to stand up. Normally I’d be talking to her but I was constantly thinking about how full my bladder was going to be soon if we didn’t get going.

After way too long we slowly made our way out to the car. My heart was beating quickly. I could really feel my bladder. I was about to open my mouth but the moment came and went. I got in and sat down, holding my breath.

We were driving slow. we live in the mountains but all the new residents make the main roads crowded. My phone said we were an hour and 34 minutes away. I noticed I was constantly holding my breath. I was hot. My blood pressure felt high. I could feel my bladder filling up really quickly. The pain was just a nervously fast growing pain above my hips. I was pushing on my legs and moving my toes around wildly in my shoes just to endure the discomfort.

I looked at my friend, I secretly wished she was holding her bladder too. I was actually praying she was dying to piss because I would have loved to go with her. I spent a little while silently looking out the window worrying about how painful this was going to get.

we’d been in the car about 35 minutes when I realized my bladder was panic level full. I was shaking and bouncing my leg and it became so obvious. It was about 45 minutes into the trip with over an hour left that she finally asked: “Do you need to pee?” I could see her looking at me with concern for a little while.. then literally just said: “Do you need to pee?” I could feel the dampness in my crotch from pure desperation. “I have to go really bad” I admitted, I could see she was trying to think of a response. “Let’s just get to the resort” I said. Instantly feeling stupid. Right away she began talking time and distance as if i was ignorant of how far away we were.

“Do you think you can hold it that far?” she asked. “No” I immediately said instinctively. “Then we’re finding you a bathroom” She said. I felt like a child but my bladder was agonizingly full.

“I have to pee so bad” I admitted. She says, “I can tell” It’s to the point where I’m thinking of how I can piss while in the car, is there a bottle somewhere I wonder? I might have to let a couple spurts out soon because I can’t sit still anymore.

As I’m thinking this she says to me “I cannot have you pee in my brand new car, so let me know if you need me to pull over, I can tell you have to go pretty bad. I just said “yeah my bladder is pretty full!” Ohhh I can feel my bladder filling more and more.

I’m getting genuinely desperate and there’s a good 40 minutes until we get there. There’s no buildings of any kind the whole way, just open roadway with no privacy. I simply had no choice but to hold my pee in because flooding my pants in her new car would be devastating. I was approaching the limit of what I could take. I was sweating and pushing my hands down against my legs so hard.

It was like an alarm was going off internally. I wasn’t enjoying the situation I put myself in. “Oh my god” I said. “What?” she asked?

“I’m about to piss my pants”. I say as I lean forward and clench my breath and my pee hole.

“Please don’t”. she says. And I know she was being serious. I was in despair. I was shaking and taking labored breaths holding myself. Clenching my whole body.

where it’s so bad you are holding your breath and tensing your muscles and thinking about how you’re going to pee.

You’re calculating and recalculating how long you have to wait. Maybe get to pee in 3 minutes but it might be 15 minutes. Cannot hold that long. The urge between the legs is severe. Yearning so badly to piss somewhere. Craving urination.

You know it’s going to suck. You know you’re already a trooper for holding it up to this point.

Had to pee pretty bad for much more than an hour already.

It’s embarrassing, your genitalia, your private area, your vagina, your penis, your pee hole, your most sensitive and unseen area is more desperate and hurting than anyone could imagine. Just constantly imagining the moment of beginning to pee. Sexual in nature, the reproductive system. Private and intimate; It’s awkward to admit you’re madly dying to go potty. It’s uncomfortable admitting you’re straining to hold your bladder. It can even be humiliating to cry out to friends or family that you have to piss urgently. Only a few people on Earth have seen your crotch, It’s personal and it’s something you do alone. But if you’re holding back more water than your bladder can hold, You’ll be thinking intensely about peeing out of it no matter who you’re with. (Awkward)

Most of us have been there. Starting to consider pleading and begging for the ability to piss - to empty a worryingly full bladder. But we don’t because that’s embarrassing and uncomfortable. It’s just going to be a physical discomfort instead, because we choose to keep our dignity and not speak up. Many people don’t care who knows they have to go. Some of us will hold until we’re at our limit and about to piss our pants before we confess.

Reaching a bladder’s limit without access to a bathroom is its own type of torture. The pain goes from “i want to pee” to “I’m dying for a piss” to “i’m going to piss my pants” to “i’m wetting my pants I had to go sooo bad” Sometimes a bladder must endure more stretching than a person ever wanted to experience. Sometimes humans are forced not to urinate, and stretch their bladders more than ever before because of certain circumstances. I like those circumstances.

Just thinking of the moment when they’ll finally start peeing. Imagining the feeling. Can’t stand to wait any longer. Would do Anything to go, The urge to piss is more than anyone could handle. The pressure. The feeling of the body screaming to piss. It’s right at the exit, the feeling is so strong.

Bladder and lower body is worryingly desperate for relief. It’s an emergency, Need To Go.

Really have to go. Really have to pee. Desperately need to piss. omg have to pee. Toes moving rapidly up and down and up and down. Thighs tensing up and down.

Just going to keep holding it until I can go. Couldn’t stand the pain for the last 40 minutes. Now it’s agony, it’s torture, it’s unbearable between the legs. Please let it be soon. It has to be soon.

Just need to let a little bit out. The urge comes in a steadily rising wave. The teardrop inducing crescendo of micturition starts a careful slow trickle of a stream painfully wetting in between the legs.

Peeing in your pants with such a bursting bladder is actually painful as heck.

Stopping the flow right before reaching the point of no return - is like trying to grip your fingers on a wet metal roof with all your strength while your sliding off - trying to save your fking life. All the strength you have just to slow and stop the little pee coming through your urethra

Pants and eyes are wet. Crotch is soaked. In-between the belly button and pubic bone is a personal emergency a long time in the making.

Just have to pee. Just need to pee. Can feel a spurt every 5-10 seconds making pee hole a little wet, the crotch warmer.

Urgently keeping mind on pee hole. Dire need to piss. Body tensing up. Urinary system demanding the bladder reduce it’s size. Hurts too much to hold.

Oh my gosh, ouch ugh i’m going to piss my pants. Omg there’s no way, it’s too painful and i’m already leaking a little. I’m already peeing for a second every time i breathe in and out.

I’ve never had to urinate this bad in my life. Bladder is extremely full, painful, pressing and huge.

I’m going to go in my pants. Bladder hurts. Omg i’ve held it for so long. There’s no way I can hold over my limit.

Just sweating and shaking; stressed breathing with a pained expression of desperation. Just need to urinate, just need to piss, just need to pee, just need to let some go. holding and holding to the point of slowly getting wetter and wetter.

Just desperately an urgent respite from holding. Need to pee immediately. Never had to pee this bad before. Shaking and holding breathe and exhaling in agony. Exhausted yet still pressing arms in-between legs. Sore yet still tensing inner thighs, squeezing tortured pee hole. Frantic and past the limit yet still contorting ankles and knees slowly up and down, hunched over. Legs bounce up and down. Totally know it’s obvious. Can’t really stop patently holding. Body can’t sit still. Body can’t hold infinite piss. Body keeps screaming to urinate.

Please I just need to go. It’s unbearable.

I have to pee right now.

I’m peeing. It’s a steady stream.

Body tensed up involuntarily.

Abdominal muscles forcefully contract without controlling it - forces the first big amount of pee into underwear.

Second contraction forces a loud hiss in between the legs. Noticing tears rolling down face.

A third contraction feels like a warm internal hug from your core muscles, like they couldn’t wait to relieve your bladder either.

A muffled and forceful hiss accompanies dark shiny pants and floor. Can’t see clearly, too many tears.

Sweating for too long. A new level of relief - slows the breathing, deescalating. Breathing now like a 500m sprint just spared your life from a big carnivore.

Mind turns to bladder. Still hurts more than ever. Bladder is still so full. No more holding. Just peeing. Body tenses up and hisses pee in-between legs some more. Body squeezes again making the loudest hissing, forcefully pissing into clothes.

Unbelievable how desperately bad the need to pee was. A strong desire to pee became a frantic agonizing necessity.

Wiping away tears, astonished at how full and how miserable the hold was. Distraught and dying to go pee for so long. Constant yearning to go piss. Was distressed, wanted to pee so badly. Holding and longing to relieve.

Was in such urgent need of peeing for so long…

Still going in pants. Might as well piss all of it. That full bladder was too uncomfortable to think sexually. The excruciating overfull bladder and constant dire urges to piss were too unendurable to be turned on or think about sex.

The brain could only think about letting the body peeee. The throbbing and aching was so uncomfortable there was nothing else other than brain and bladder. Can’t really think of anything else until the horribly uncomfortable bladder gets to urinate.

But now there’s still hissing and warmth. It feels sexual…. The memory will be an intense one for years. Still going pee, listening to the piss hissing through the fabric, a testament to the trauma the bladder endured today. Unbearable need to piss, pelvic region throbbing, burning urges. Suffering and aching to pee just a little bit.