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Consider the following: potty UNtraining. training your little to let go in their diapee because it's healthier than holding it in and having an accident later. giving your little stickers and rewards for every time they use their diaper instead of the potty. encouraged wettings. peeing your diaper because it's more efficient than the potty. just imagine
YESSSSSSS 🎉🎊🎉
littles who have been thoroughly potty trained, so much so that they simply can't use their diaper without a lot of concentrated effort... but they really want to wear them and use them
they're just so anxious about it! how whether or not their padding will absorb everything right, if there'll be any leaks, if they should get into a certain position, if they, as an adult, could/should even be wearing a diaper....
but it's okay because their caregiver is there to help ease these worries and make using their diaper something to be celebrated!!! there's praise, there's rewards, there's encouragement!
and, whenever the little tries to come up with an excuse about why they should probably be using the potty instead, it's hard to argue when their caregiver is able to give them a good reason that a diaper is actually the best choice, from explanations like:
"I just cleaned the toilet and it'll be a shame to dirty it so soon"
"we're low on toilet paper, and I don't want to have to go to the store yet"
"it'll be a long drive home, you'll hurt your bladder and risk a UTI if you don't use your diaper"
"you're too little to use the potty all by yourself, and I just started making dinner, so you'd have to wait until after dinner, because we don't want the food to get cold, do we?"
"I can't pause the movie, it'll ruin the pacing; using your diaper will preserve artistic integrity"
"babies use their diaper, and you're my baby :) "
soon enough, the little will be able to relax and will slowly start using their diaper with more and more ease, until one day, likely while they're watching tv, they're about to get up when they realize: their diaper is wet and they didn't even notice when it happened!!!! their caregiver will be so proud of them and all the hard work they put in to get there!!!!!!!
#hey anon could you read my mind?? bc i had planned a december pivot to diaper training#back in OCTOBER#bc it's been on my mind akshskshsksjk#omutsu#omocute#fictomo#asks#mine#diapie training
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thinking about when i controlled my partner’s bladder in person and ….damn.
it started about mid-day i think; i was still at home, so over text. i told him when to start holding good and early so that when i’d get to his place that evening, he’d already be nice and desperate. we went back and forth all day texting, with me telling him to drink more water and reminding him how far away his relief was going to be, him updating me how bad it was getting with every hour. i got to his place maybe around seven that night, he’d been holding for a good four hours by then i think — he has a notoriously small bladder, which i tease him for often, so this was quite a feat already. once i got there, the real torment could start. he was already asking me for relief , while also being desperately horny for it. he was constantly kissing me, touching me, hoping maybe that would sway me to let him go. of course, that wasn’t happening.
about an hour later, i had to pee. i’d been drinking electrolytes for a while, which always go right through me. i told him multiple times that i was starting to feel an urge, though it wasn’t terrible, how good it was going to feel when i got to piss and he didn’t. it was driving him crazy. i enjoyed that for a bit while building up my own need. eventually, i told him to get in the bathtub, leaving on just his underwear. i stripped down and climbed on top of him. his dick was so hard with anticipation. he’d been begging me to pee on him for days. i straddled his lap, grinding on him a little just to tease him. Then right over his dick, i started pissing. i was so turned on, it took some effort to get going, but quickly i pissed all over his lap while he whimpered and clung onto me. i told him he better keep holding—though i was sure feeling my warm piss soaking into his underwear was making it so much worse. and it was. i told him to get up and rinse off. the water from the shower head was even more torture. for a second, his legs buckled and i was sure he was about to lose it. but instead, a huge drop of pre-cum dribbled out instead, sliding from the tip of his hard cock down his leg. i praised him for that; my pussy was throbbing.
i made him dry off and get redressed. i had him wearing gray sweatpants, obviously, so any leaks would be nice and obvious. we laid down in his bed, and i got on top of him again, kissing him hard and putting all my weight on his bladder. he kept squirming and groaning, struggling to even kiss me back while he was this desperate. it was so adorable. i kept this up for a while, and to my surprise, he still hadn’t leaked. at this point, it was far past how long he’d ever held before. we moved to the couch, along the way i forced him to fill up his water bottle so he could keep drinking. just the sound of the water from the rap rushing into the bottle had him pressing his legs together and begging me to let it end. of course i wasn’t going to. i reminded him, “you know i’m not going to let you piss voluntarily. you’re going to hold it until you absolutely can’t anymore.”
we sat back on the couch together, and i alternated climbing over him to press into his bladder with all my body weight, and sitting beside him stroking his dick through his pants. every once in a while, for good measure, i’d press down hard on his bladder with both hands and he’d cry out in pain. by this point, he was nearly beyond words. bordering delirious, he could barely put a sentence together. he was still trying to beg me to let him piss, but the question kept falling short as he could only laugh and grind his teeth. he finished another full water bottle. i was so impressed.
“do you want me to-to fill it up again?” he managed to ask. of course i did.
standing up from the couch almost pushed him over the edge as the gravity shift hit him. he had to stand still with his legs crossed to regain control before we could go back to the kitchen. but again, to my surprise, he made it. i praised him for how good he was being, and that had him even more whimpering and delirious. it was so deliciously pathetic, i was losing my mind. he filled up the bottle again, each painful second of the water flowing made him beg me more and more. when he straightened back up, even that slight shift had him falling apart. this is when he started to lose it.
he stood in the kitchen—and i say “stood” generously. he was constantly moving back and forth, alternating feet and crossing his legs over and over again while he told me he wasn’t going to last much longer. finally, to my absolute pleasure, a leak hit. it was enough to soak a little wet spot through the front of his pants. he begged harder—he couldn’t be still at all, and now that the first leak had come out, i knew there was no way he’d last much longer.
but still, i blocked the path to the bathroom. he begged more, and another spurt burst out. it slid down his leg, and though it was a faint enough stream to not show its path, i could see it darken the cuff of his pants around his ankle. i let him move to the bathroom, and he shuffled carefully along, leaking a bit more with every step.
“we may be in the tub now, but you better keep holding,” i told him as i pushed him against the wall of the bathtub. he groaned, falling back against the wall and barely able to hold himself up. i leaned my body fully into his, pressing on his bladder as i slid my leg between his.
his head fell onto my shoulder; his body was so run down he couldn’t support himself anymore. a bigger spurt jetted out, pouring directly onto my leg. he moaned and kept on begging. finally, right against his ear, i told him he could let go.
the floodgates opened immediately. he started pissing full force. the hot stream ran down both of our legs where i kept my thigh pressed between his. he must’ve pissed for a minute while he clung desperately to me, both arms hugged tight around me. i was the only thing holding him upright at this point; his legs were giving out beneath him, but i had him pinned to the wall firmly enough he couldn’t fall. once all the piss was drained from his body, he couldn’t stop thanking me. he was still completely delirious, but now from relief rather than desperation.
i gave him a minute to come back, just holding him like that while i savored the feeling of his soaked pants on my skin. when he was able to speak sentences again, he told me how orgasmic had felt to let go. he said it felt so good, he didn’t even need to come after that. we rinsed off, and i took him back to bed to cuddle and praise him for what a good boy he’d been for me.
#male desperation#omorashi#true story omo#omocute#personal#i still can’t believe we did this it was unbelievably hot#bladder control#bladder holding
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imagine someone stiffly trying to hold their piss. they know they'll lose control if they unclench any of their muscles. their partner starts to massage their shoulders and tells them to relax. which makes little dribbles of piss escape, so tiny they don't notice, until a bigger pulse shoots out. they whine in distress but their partner shushes them and moves the massage to their lower back. as their body relaxes their poor bladder can't help but release the tension and give out completely.
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A shy boy cuddling with you but he has to pee. This can go one of two ways.
A) he's little spoon, so he's trying real hard not to squirm. You can feel him discretely trying to hold himself and his legs are pressed together so tightly. You can totally reach around an give him an inconspicuous hug, squeezing his bladder more than he can take. Imagine the little hiss of pee coming out of him and soaking the bed as he curls up in an attempt to stop the flow.
B) He's the big spoon, and you can feel him using your body for the pressure against his dick. He wiggles around and tries to get comfy because he doesn't know how to tell you that he needs to get up. You wiggle your ass up against him and the added pressure is just enough to cause the cutest little leaks that soak right through both of your pants.
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omomancer's ultimate dice holding challenge!
so, inspired by @tanyapiankova12 's dice holding challenge, i decided i wanted to make my own that's more suited to my own tastes. its a little meaner if you want something a little harder/more punishing!
you'll need water (obviously), a D6 (a virtual dice roller works best if you dont have one!), clothes youre okay with wetting/leaking in, and diapers (these are optional, dont worry if youre not into that!)
start by rolling the Drink table one or two times. i recommend waiting until you can feel your bladder starting to fill before starting rolls. once you start, unless otherwise instructed, roll your dice every 10-15 minutes!
Firstly, roll one d6 for the table below- afterwards, roll another d6 for the results on the table! the game ends when you either get permission to pee, or, you know, wet yourself.
if you leak without permission, or have an accident, roll the corresponding leak or accident tables. finally, if you do this challenge, feel free to message or ping me in a post and tell me how it goes! <3
as with any holding challenge, listen to yourself and your body! if you start to feel sick, or hurt to the point its not enjoyable, stop immediately! make sure to stay safe!
First Table;
Drink
Wait
Challenge
Clothing
Tease
Relief
Drink;
Drink half a cup of your choice of fluid
Drink a full cup of water
Drink a full cup of diuretic (tea, soda, coffee, etc.)
Drink 2 cups of water
Drink 2 cups of diuretic
Unlucky! Drink a cup and a half of water and diuretic each.
Wait;
Wait an extra 10 minutes before your next roll
Press on your bladder for 30 seconds per minute until your next roll
Wait 30 minutes before your next roll
Roll Drink table, then wait an extra 10 minutes before next roll.
Keep your legs spread until your next roll
No waiting, roll again immediately.
Challenge;
Relax your muscles entirely until your next roll; squirming, holding etc. is fine, but your muscles must not be tensed.
Take an ice cube, or something else frozen, and leave it ontop of your bladder until your next roll.
Place something firm underneath you, and lay with your bladder pressed onto it until your next roll.
Listen to water noises until your next roll.
Squat for a full minute, pressing on your bladder for 5 seconds while you do.
No holding yourself or crossing your legs until your next roll.
Clothing;
Strip to just your underwear. Let out a one second leak- if it hits the floor, you're not allowed to take your underwear off at all for the rest of the challenge.
Put on tight bottoms that squeeze your bladder.
Add an extra layer ontop of what you're already wearing.
Put a diaper ontop of what you're already wearing. If you're already wearing a diaper, double up. If you don't want to wear a diaper or don't have any, put on two layers of pants.
Use a belt, or something similar (rope, string, etc.) to tie your bottoms to yourself. Make sure it's pressing into your bladder. You cannot remove this until the end of the challenge, or to place extra layers on when instructed.
Strip completely nude. If you prefer wetting clothing, or have failed #1 previously, re-reroll this table.
Tease;
Edge yourself once before your next roll.
Rub yourself slowly with your legs spread until your next roll.
Post a detailed description of how you're feeling right now- how your bladder feels, if you're wet or dry, how turned you are. etc.
Hump the nearest soft object to you until your next roll. This can be a pillow, a plushie, a rolled up blanket or towel, etc.
If you have one, hold a vibrator against yourself until your next roll. If not, re-roll this.
Bring yourself to the edge, then roll this table again. If you get 6 again, you can cum. If not, edge.
Relief;
Leak for 2 seconds into whatever you're wearing.
Fill a cup with water, then slowly pour it into the toilet. Doesn't that feel better?
Take a bottle cap, and pee into that. If you overflow, roll leak punishment table.
Sit on the toilet until your next roll, then flush and wash your hands as if you used the bathroom. Do not pee.
Leak until a wet spot appears on the outer layer of your clothing. If nude, leak one second.
Roll this table again. If you get this again, spread your legs and press on your bladder, letting out a 5 second leak. If you manage to stop it, roll this table again. If you get this a third time, congratulations! You have earned permission to pee. Try not to have an accident on the way to the toilet <3
PUNISHMENTS
Leaking;
Post a detailed description of how you leaked, and write about how pathetic you are for failing to control your bladder. Then, roll Drink table.
For the rest of the challenge, you must have something constantly pressing into your bladder. Be it a belt, or something pressing against you while you lay on your stomach, or your hand. Get creative. But your bladder must always be squashed.
For the rest of the challenge, you must listen to loud water noises.
Sit on the toilet fully clothed, and turn on your bathroom sink. Press on your bladder until your next roll. If you leak during this, press harder.
Turn on your bath or shower, and stand next to the running water until your next roll.
You are banned from using the toilet for the rest of the challenge. No matter what, you are going to have an accident. Stay dry next time, and maybe you'll get your toilet privileges back.
Accident;
You failed to hold it, and now you're soaking wet. Clearly, someone needs to teach you a lesson.
For the next 24 hours, any time you need to pee, you must lay down a towel or puppy pad, kneel on it, and pee on it through your underwear. Post about it every time you do.
Roll 1d6. This is the amount of days you are banned from the toilet entirely.
For the next 48 hours, you must hold it until you start to leak before running to the toilet. If you don't make it, post about it.
Clearly, your potty training has failed. For the next 24 hours, any time you feel the urge to pee, you must immediately wet into either your pants or a diaper.
For the next 24 hours, you must hold it until you have an accident every time you need to pee.
Do not pee before bed tonight. When you wake up, you must get permission from someone to pee. If you have an accident before you get permission, or wet the bed during the night, post about it and roll this table again.
#omorashi#live hold#bladder holding#bladder control#pee kink#pee accident#accident#omutsu#omocute#im ngl making this made me turned on as hell lmao
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someone shyly lifting up their skirt or spreading their legs just to show you the growing wet patch, extra hearts and bonus points if they're blushing when it happens '*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'
#omo#omorashi#pants wetting#omocute#omo blog#omo kink#if you see this extra tag let out a little leak that's the rule
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The utter humiliation of the moment when a bladder shy character reaches the point of desperation where they simply cannot wait any longer. The paralyzing realization as they start to lose control, the warmth of their accident soaking into their clothes, the way they start to blush or even tear up. And worst of all, the knowledge that if only they weren’t so bladder shy, they could have used a bathroom instead.
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think of your bladder. an organ that exists for the sole purpose of collecting and expelling liquid waste. as an organism, there’s nothing more primal than the process of ingesting liquid, filtering it through your body, and then eliminating what’s left over from your system. when your bladder gets full and swollen with urine, every instinct, every impulse, every signal from your brain and body, tells you that you NEED empty it. that you need to relieve yourself of that uncomfortable, aching pressure inside of you, to free yourself of the burden of everything you’ve had to drink since your last trip to the bathroom.
think of the way your body rewards you when you give in and pee. the rush of happy brain chemicals as you void your bladder, the wonderful physical sensation of emptiness and lightness and relief inside of you. the incredible pleasure of fulfilling that most basic biological imperative.
but you don’t WANT to give in to that imperative, do you? even though it goes against millions of years of evolution, you want to keep all that waste inside of the bladder that’s so desperate to piss it all out. and, more importantly, i want your urine to stay right where it is. so you’ll clench those muscles and wait, no matter how strong the urge, no matter how loud your bladder screams for relief. won’t you?
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imagine your fave at work, not having time to use the restrooms all day because every time they try to escuse themselves, there's always something new they have to take care of (or maybe they're just too distracted to take a break).
they're well aware of their desperation, forcing it to the back of their mind so they can help their coworkers/boss/clients/customers (depending on what job they have) with whatever it is.
this cycle goes on for hours, their absentminded squirming getting increasingly harder to keep under control.
it's in the middle of one of these tasks that they suddenly realize they have to go, now. they stutter out an apology to whoever they're talking to (probably leaking a few times) and, knowing they won't make it, at least try to find somewhere more private before they lose control.
they start wetting full force the moment they get to an empty room, slamming the door shut as they slump against it in relief. their legs give in and they sink to their knees, not caring about the rapidly expanding puddle beneath them. all they can think about is how good it feels to let go.
the stream eventually stops and they realize what they've done, their face burning with shame and tears welling up in their eyes.
before they can fully panic or think of how to clean themselves off, a knock on the door snaps them out of their thoughts.
"hey, are you there?" the other person asks. "we need your help with something,"
"i-i'll be there in a moment," they reply, trying to act casual.
great. how were they going to get out of this?
#omorashi#omocute#i give a prompt#sorry for being inactive-ish for so long#i just haven't had the time to make original posts#anyways i hope this longer thing made up for it
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I live across from a bar grill type restaurant so decided to walk over to have some drinks and bar food since I would be alone and something to do! It’s raining slightly but I just put on a hoodie and black leggings and jog across the street. No big deal! (|||⇁_⇁)
A little over an hour and a half passes and I’m two alcoholic drinks in (and they weren’t afraid to pack these drinks with Hella alcohol!!) I was well tipsy now and had to pee 30 mins ago, but seeing that home was literally a minute walk away I decided I’d like to pee in the comfort in my own home lol.
I pay and leave exiting the door and stop.. it’s not raining anymore it’s more like the fucking sea was falling from the sky, the wind was making it worse and so cold.. immediately all the water and the sudden cold temperature aggressively reminded me I really really had to pee.. I braced myself and put my hands in my hoodie pocket so stuff in between my legs, waiting for intense wave to pass
Once I had control I put my hood on and immediately started running across the parking lot running up to the sidewalk and immediately I’m soakedddd the rain was coming down HARD I could barely even see!! I had to stop at the sidewalk to wait for the cars to stop and it felt like my bladder was spiking filling up times 10.. I was I was shifting side to side my thighs pressed together, when finally, the red light came on, and the cars stopped.
I fucking flew across that road and passed the first house, and then there was my house right there!! Ignoring going the long way up the driveway I cut through the yard mud and water splashing everywhereee. I ran up the stairs to the small little square porch we have at our front door that thankfully had a small square roof over it. I took only a second to breathe then went right to action-
Scrambled to take off my muddy soaked shoes as I quickly reached into my pocket to yank out my keys- yanking my phone out accidentally and it fell to the ground bouncing, almost falling off the porch. I quickly cursed and crouched down to grab it, when I found myself awkwardly crossing my legs as I crouched pushing the heel of my foot into my crotch as I felt an intense pressure in my bladder.. (¬////¬)
I could tell I peed a tiny bit because I felt warm while the rest of me was cold, and that feeling didn’t help.. all the being drunk, rain splashing around me, being soaked, the cold giving me intense bladder warnings I couldn’t deal-.. I realized ..oh my God I can’t…I’m-..I’m gonna pee….
I shot back up and immediately a sudden fast pee stream noisily released, splattering quickly between my legs, mixing with the rain sound.. I was panicked by how fast the emergency to accident happened but also let out a shaky sigh as the intense bladder warnings slowly faded as my legs became warmer and warmer.
I looked up, and even though the rain was so thick I’m sure no one could see anything, I nervously turned away to face the door, and looked down watching the rapidly growing puddle slide off the porch and down the stairs.. when I was just left with a few trickles down my legs I slowly reached for my keys and unlock the door. Thankful I had black leggings and thankful the rain was so intense the Wet spot was too hard to see anyway! (っ- ‸ - ς)
#omo story#omorashi#pee accident#wetting accident#this was months ago heh (⸝⸝⸝O﹏ O⸝⸝⸝) deff a 0-100 moment#omocute#omotext
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Imagine your dom banning you from using the bathroom inside; they tell you that for the next 24 hours you have to go outside if you want to pee. You could refuse at first because it's below you... You can't just pee outside like a dog. So you hold it. And hold it... Then you start to get desperate; you can't sit still anymore. You try to sneak off to the bathroom only to realize your dom has locked it. They catch you in the act and remind you of the rules. “If you want to go potty, you have to be good and go outside, okay?” You walk back to the couch slowly and try to hold on longer. They can't seriously expect you to go outside, right? You try to ignore your urge, but it's only getting worse. Your bladder is so full that you feel like you're going to pop. You're whimpering under your breath now as you try to find a position that gives you any relief, but it's impossible. You need to pee. You just want to pee so bad. You try to tentatively rub your bladder to ease an ache, but gasp when it pushes a leak out of you. Suddenly, your dom grabs you by the arm and pulls you up. Going from sitting to standing is torturous; you cry out when gravity only makes the pressure in your abdomen worsen. “What don't you get? I told you that you're only allowed to piss outside.” Your dom reprimands you as they forcibly lead you through the back door. Tears begin to run down your cheeks; the pain in your bladder and your dom's tone too much. Your dom lets go of your arm and points to the grass. “Piss. Now.” You begin to quietly sob as you try to unbutton your pants, your shaky hands unable to finish the task when you have to grab at yourself. You look at your dom with pleading eyes, but they give you a cold stare and refuse to help. You put yourself in this position. If you had just listened earlier you wouldn't be having an accident. Trembling, knees buckled, you finally manage to unzip your pants. But you can only get them halfway down before your bladder bursts. Underwear still on, you begin pissing, all of it being caught by the pants stuck at your knees. The hissing is so loud you're scared any neighbors out just know what's happening. That you're pathetically pissing yourself. Yet you can't stop because you needed to go so bad. You almost think you can feel your bladder shrinking as the warmth runs down your legs. Little moans escape you without your notice; you're just lost in the relief... When the last trickles finish, you look down at your mess, unsure of what to do now. You must look so pitiful with your soiled pants caught at your knees. “Take them off. Underwear too” Your dom orders. “I don't want you trailing piss inside.” You shakily rid yourself of your garments, feeling exposed to the outside air. “Come on. We'll discuss your punishment inside.” Your dom orders as they turn and tread back into the house. You follow quietly and hold back tears when you suddenly remember that the 24 hours aren't over yet.
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thinkin about a gamer boy having to pee so badly while he's playing his game but he can't get up until the match is over. every time he thinks it's going to end, u can see him getting ready to get up, but then the game takes a turn and he crosses his legs together again to keep grinding on the game.
just thinking about bringing over a big cup or folding up a towel around his dick to help him relieve himself under the desk while he finishes his game, the bliss of letting go making it so much harder to focus
OR watching him finally flood his pants, but the moment he finally loses control, the game is over and he's just pathetically wetting himself for nothing.
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thinking about a character who desperately needs to pee but is absolutely freezing cold and the idea of going into a cold, tiled bathroom and pulling their pants down is just absolutely unbearable so they're desperately struggling to hold it
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