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How full are you at the moment?

I'm really really full, already starting to fan my legs without meaning to

secret fantasy: being tied up, legs spread, while my bladder is filling. being told to hold it while my body is slowly teased (softly flogged, nipples toyed with, clit softly stimulated, wax drips or soft bladder pressing). as I get more and more desperate, stimulation gets more intense until I climax and pee everywhere 💛💛

(I may be holding and getting a bit hot while working)

how did you discover you were into omo?

Kind of a boring story, I was spending a night during my freshman year with my vibe exploring P*rnHub like any good college student and stumbled on some omo videos. I was grossed out at first, but my body had...other ideas. After that, I started experimenting with holding and watching more content!

does anybody know of any good omo discords? I'd love to be part of one ☺️

workaholic omo where they don’t even realize how desperate they are until they finally stand up and the urge hits them so suddenly they almost (or actually) lose control right where they’re standing 

me wearing my dice earrings while my wife wears her Pac-Man boxers

Fun earrings femme 4 fun boxers butch

men and terfs dni

Quick road trip story: so, I had to drive for a few hours today. Of course, to make things interesting, I made sure to take full advantage of my new 64-oz all-day water bottle (love that thing) and hydrate aggressively. I was starting to really need to go when I passed a rest stop, but I figured I could at least hold it until the next one.

Two things made this a particularly risky choice. First, I was wearing light-colored jeans that would absolutely show any wet spot. Second, I've been having some omo fun over the past few days, which means a bit of bladder fatigue.

Ten or so minutes past the rest stop, I got that first major urge where things go from "hmm, my bladder feels full," to "oh my, this is starting to become an emergency." I was determined to make it to the next rest stop, though and not use a gas station. So I began squirming.

The next twenty-ish minutes were a case study on car omorashi. I started constantly scissoring my legs open and closed, trying to keep the urge from getting too bad. After a certain point, I had to periodically press my hand into my crotch to reduce some of the pressure. But it was getting bad.

I knew the next rest stop should be coming up soon, but I also was going from the "emergency" phase to the "omg I am literally about to start peeing a little" phase. I was actively pulling at my waistband to stop it from pressing on my bladder, squirming like crazy, and pressing my hand into my crotch, hoping that other drivers wouldn't see my increasingly frantic pee dance. I was starting to get worried when I spotted it: the sign saying the rest stop was only a few miles ahead.

Aaand that made things worse. Remember the whole bladder fatigue thing I mentioned? Well, that plus the latch-key thought of imminent relief made my desperation shoot through the roof. I could feel pee almost starting to escape, and I still had a lane change and over a mile to go. As I changed lanes, I felt a tiny leak escape. I was only minutes away from relief, but I felt like I was seconds away from starting to pee my pants. I was bouncing frantically as I pulled off into the rest area, and despite everything I felt another tiny leak escape. I clenched as hard as I could to keep it in for just a few more seconds, because I knew any more leaking would start to show on the front of my jeans. I could feel the tiniest wet spot in my underwear and was hoping that nothing showed yet.

I pulled into the first parking spot I saw, literally about to keep leaking into my pants, not caring how close it was to the bathroom, just knowing that if I had to wait for someone to pull out of a spot that the delay was going to result in some embarrassingly damp fabric. I collected myself, turned off my car, and opened my door...and immediately some random person was approaching me and started telling some story about needing money for gas.

There I was, deer in the headlights, feeling like I was about to start peeing my pants and hoping that no wet spot was showing. I was frantic to either walk or squirm, but I had to stand there while this person told their story, the whole time thinking some combination of "you have got to be kidding that this is happening right now" and "please please please don't pee don't pee don't pee." I had no capacity left for clear thinking or conversation at that point, so I immediately handed the person a few bucks and started power-walking to the bathroom.

Fortunately I made it inside and was able to hold it until I made it to a urinal, unzipped, and let loose. I felt a bit of wetness on my hands from the earlier leaks, but when I checked in the mirror nothing was visible. Phew.

I hate to do this here, but it looks like I'm going to be tight on cash here soon.

If anyone wants to order pictures/videos to help me get through this rough patch please DM me!!

Photos: $10

Videos: $20

Do you have to pee

Not right now...I'm filling up to record tho 💛

I hate to do this here, but it looks like I'm going to be tight on cash here soon.

If anyone wants to order pictures/videos to help me get through this rough patch please DM me!!

Photos: $10

Videos: $20

god i love being a pervert and a degenerate i love hedonism i love the pleasures of the flesh

does anyone have recs for straps for your thigh?

I've seen them around, and I think it'd be so much easier on my butch's hips.

a butch stroking their strap/cock just a little before they put it in you >>>>

like but especially when you are laying there waiting for them and are watching them get harder and closer in their own hand, having to decide if you are so desperate for them to be inside you that you would stop the show 

MEN/MINORS DNI 

Can't believe there are people out here who aren't monster fuckers. Imagine seeing a 12ft tall demon, horns curling above their head, fire leaving their mouth with every breath, a clawed hand wrapping around your neck, and your first instinct NOT being either "Oh yeah...I'm going to break them~" OR "Please breed me NOW."

Can't be me

Sorry about being mentally ill, the sex will be bomb though.

there's not nearly enough omo/baseball content. please somebody help me out here!!

idk im really tired of 15-17 year olds who have never interacted with the gay community irl and spend too much time on tiktok trying to act like the authority on all that is lgbt+ 

will trade tiddy pics for a cute profile pic lol

needing to give a pee sample at the doctors is an underrated omo prompt.

-characters filling up beforehand because they know they need to give one but theyre appointment ends up being late and now theyre unsure if they can even make it

-bladdershy characters filling up beforehand to help them go but it STILL doesnt work and thr doctors start to get worried cause theyre in thr bathroom so long trying to go

-ALSO bladdershy characters needing help giving the sample by a loved one <3

-characters underestimating how full they were and end up overflowing the cup and peeing all over themselves

no more slut shaming. only. slut honoring

sorry for thinking it's sexy when people's hair starts graying😔 i'm right tho

People who have things like “no I won’t buy your OnlyFans” in their bio is an automatic block from me and I don’t even *have* an OF. Don’t disrespect fucking SWers like that.

PAY YOUR SWers. TIP YOUR SWers.

ugh. I've been talking to this guy and every time we talk it's amazing, he's sweet and sexy and intelligent. But we only talk like once a month because he's always working. I'd love to see him more often and legitimately date him and make him my b-word but I don't want to smother him I'm cry 😭😭😭

Make me drink more and more water until I’m desperate, then make me drink more. Until I’m jamming my hands against my pussy, then make me drink more. Until I can’t stop squirming, then make me drink more. Put your cock inside me “to help me hold it” until I’m squirming from both desperation and arousal. Promise me you’ll make me feel good but only if I sip on a water bottle the whole time. Fuck me, slowly at first, then faster and faster, jostling my bladder until I can’t hold it anymore and explode all over your cock. Tell me I’m a bad girl for pissing myself, and now I need to be punished.