“the diaper is there to help with your confidence. You've been having way too much of it lately”

Some of my fav omo/omu things:

When a character keeps insisting they don't need to use the toilet until it's too late and they end up having an accident

When a character gets so caught up in an activity they're doing that they don't realize their bladder's full and they have an accident

When character A insists to character B they don't need a diaper, they can handle themselves fine. B relents and they go out together, but A has an accident. B brought along a fresh diaper for them because they knew that would happen 🥺

Character A wants attention from character B, but they're busy. A wets on purpose so B will stop what they're doing and help them.

Characters relieving themselves in unconventional places (potted plants, outdoors, bottles) and making a huge mess because the toilet's out of order.

Characters that flop into bed, exhausted after a long day, accidentally wetting because they're so relaxed and too tired to get up/hold it in

petplay dynamic where your owner makes you piss yourself at the front door whenever they come home so they know you're happy to see them

and maybe it's embarrassing at first but eventually the routine conditions you to associate them with that feeling of relief and euphoria from releasing after holding for so long so you genuinely start feeling the need to pee when you get too excited from seeing them even when you're outside <3

"Oh dear... Had a little accident, did we, master?"

"Would you like to borrow another pair? The girls are going to be inspecting your panties for wet spots whenever they see you and... well... that's more than a spot... isn't it...?"

"Nooo... don't worry about returning them, sir. It's fun to know you're walking around in my panties. Besides... the way things are, I'm probably not going to want them back after you've finished. I'll be surprised if they're still dry by the next inspection!"

Source

*totally doesnt have a piss fetish voice* you look a little dehydrated, here's a cup of water

what a cute little mushbutt~

i felt like drawing ambrosius…so i made an animation >:] he casually chills around the house in just a diaper, and this time, he just happened to have to release the aftermath of a bowl of ice cream…

ah well, at least he’s diapered!

Nott sure why this got flagged. Was a reblog that was up for quite a while.

Just trying to see if it is flagged (no nudity)

Only one bed but like it's a group getting away for the weekend and somebody makes a big show of taking one for the team and sharing with the known bedwetter. Only the known bedwetter wakes up that night and their bed partner is the one piddling under the sheets. The known bedwetter nudges them awake and they are too horrified to speak. They can't stop themselves either, the pee just continues flooding out

They didn’t mean to forget their protection, and the minute they realized they knew they'd have to play it off and blame the known bedwetter in the morning. But they didn't think either of them would wake up during the night. They didn't think they'd be caught in the act

When the secret bedwetter finishes wetting, the known bedwetter whispers, "you owe me" and starts peeing too

Step by step guide - kite fold with tri-fold booster.

…denim + diapers 😀

"Er, Ｃaptain? Your Ｈead Ｅngineer has found an issue with the proposed hot-weather uniforms... seems the zippers have a tendency to stick."

y'all saw this post going around a while back right?

well I saw it again tonight (about two hours ago) and my brain would not let me rest until I'd drawn this (in the last two hours)

so, fairly often, I've been using pull-ups when I need to mess. this is often followed by using the pull-up for Something Else, but then p much immediately getting cleaned up. so this is like. a couple minutes of a great time. so the question in the back of my head has been: is this A Waste Of Money?

today, then, the following occurred to me: "you know what else probably gives a similar amount of enjoyment with a similar time frame and a similar cost? riding a roller coaster. and I pay for that!"

except I looked it up and apparently for the upcoming season the price of a coaster at my favorite amusement park is going to be FIVE ENTIRE DOLLARS??? and the runtime is probably, what, two minutes??

meanwhile I looked up my pull-ups which are currently available for $2.08/per, and checked the clock and realized I'd actually enjoyed a solid 10 minutes of time there

meaning messing a diaper is FAR AND AWAY the better use of my money jlksfjlksdf

hit play on what I assumed would be a fairly average omorashi clip but then got genuine crying + lingerie and chastity 😫😫😫🥴

it was a repost of the video but I think I found OP

gggrrrrrrrrrrr I'm having mental illness symptoms and my brain has chosen "coping mechanism: horny mode" EXCEPT. now I am just mentally ill and sexually frustrated b/c jacking off is NOT going to help when what I really need is to rail Damien until he cries ‼️

I’m on record as stating that my preferred level of continence for the Ａctor is “perpetually potty training.”

Ａctor X Ｂen, "almost made it" omorashi drabble

Mark stumbled into the bathroom, his only free hand flicking the lightswitch on without pausing his frantic dance to the toilet. His other hand, of course, had remained occupied clutching his dick since he’d abruptly noticed his bursting bladder.

Though he’d noticed this time, he’d certainly not gotten much warning, but luckily his office was just across the hall from the toilet. Mark whined miserably — the damn lid was closed, and he was hardly holding back as it was. Now, he pressed his legs tighter as he had to bend slightly, increasing the pressure on his poor bladder, to get the lid and the seat up. A grumbled curse word was cut off, though, when the seat slipped through his shaking fingers and slammed shut again with a noise like a gunshot, startling Mark and triggering his bladder to release. Hot jets of piss streamed down his thighs as he shouted again, fumbling to push the lid the rest of the way up. He couldn’t stop the flow, but he couldn’t just give up right in front of the toilet. Already, he’d pretty well soaked his pants, and surely was forming a little puddle on the floor, and that was bad enough. His face was burning red as he shoved his pants down, making more of a mess with his still-spurting stream until he got himself aimed into the bowl.

He felt awfully pathetic standing in his mess to finish, but the relief was blissful — though the ordeal had only taken a minute or two, it felt as though it had stretched on for an age, and now he could finally relax and let it all out.

Just as soon as his stream trickled to a stop — before Mark had a chance to fret about what he was going to do next — there was a knock at the still-open bathroom door. (Mark had not had time to close it.)

Mark startled again, turning to meet Ben. “Another accident, sir?”

Mark huffed. “I— no, I m-made it, see?” He gestured to the toilet bowl, and Ben looked over the sight: Mark, with his soaked pants pushed down around his upper thighs, and the floor and seat spattered with piss — but yes, Mark had certainly gotten some into the toilet as well, which Ben had of course already witnessed. (Mark’s panicked yelps had alerted him that his services would be imminently needed — unfortunately, he’d not come soon enough to help Mark along.)

At Ben’s somewhat patronizing expression and lack of reply, another wave of embarrassment made Mark squirm. It wasn’t fair — he’d made it, it had just been the stupid toilet seat that caused him to lose control! “I need to shower,” he said, pouting.

“Alright, sir; if you don’t mind, I’ll take care of this,” Ben said, nodding towards the toilet before he moved forward to check the cupboard under the sink. Mark still had a couple of folded outfits there following Ben’s restock earlier this week. (It was much easier to keep some at the ready than to fetch clothes for Mark each time he needed them.) Satisfied, Ben moved to the other cupboard and took out the cleaning solution and a rag.

Mark saw this check and was insulted by the insinuation that he’d had that many accidents already. “I’m doing well this week,” he protested weakly.

Ben turned quickly to reassure him. “You are, Master Mark. Very well. I’m just making sure you have what you need,” he promised in a gentle voice.

Mark blushed again — this time coupled with a not so unpleasant feeling in his stomach. “Thank you, Ben,” he mumbled, then moved to undress — he did have work he needed to get back to. A quick rinse-off would set him on his way.