Just a scenario I was thinking about late last night

A sub is cuddling into their dom at the cinema. They had finished their large drink 20 minutes into the movie and was now just contently watching. Their dom has one arm wrapped around the sub and gently resting just above their abdomen. The sub starts to get restless and squirmy, having drank a large soda, it was all starting to catch up to their bladder, but the sub is too shy to tell their dom they need to go pee in the middle of the movie, plus public bathrooms were scary and gross. "no worries It's not too bad I can wait until the end" they think to themself and put their attention back on the movie to try and distract their mind from their growing desperation. 10 minutes pass and the sub is getting more and more desperate. Crossing their legs, trying to discreetly hold themself, but their dom still had their arm around them, making it difficult to do so discreetly. The sub tries to adjust their position only for the dom to whisper asking if they were alright. The sub replies that they need to pee a little but it wasn't that bad and cuddles back into their dom. The dom smirks and starts to run their fingers over their sub's thigh feeling them flinch but the sub does not say a word. After squirming a bit more the dom pats their lap gently for their sub to sit in order to cuddle easier. Not being disobedient, the sub ends up sitting on the dom's lap absolutely bursting to pee feeling like they could let it all go at any moment. Their dom decided to tease them while the sub was in this position and every so often would do something to make their sub almost leak. Applying light pressure to their abdomen, gently running their fingers over ticklish spots and thighs, while making sure the sub does not move from their lap. It gets so bad that the sub starts grinding on their dom's thigh to get some sort of pressure because their bladder is so full, squeezing their thighs around their dom's leg tightly, while their dom continues to tease the sub and even whispers little phrases like "awww are you getting wet darling" or "you're so horny when you're desperate" only turning the sub on more and making them need to pee even worse. The sub, now not paying any attention to the movie turns to face their dom laying their head on the dom's chest pressing and grinding as hard as they can into their dom's thigh because if they don't they'll lose it completely, all the while getting more and more horny.

The sub is so desperate little drops start escaping onto their underwear making them even hornier. The sub won't last much longer and was struggling to hold it when the dom sits the sub in between their legs and getting whatever clothing their wearing on their bottom half off before moving their underwear out of the way and spreading their legs, with all pressure gone the sub could feel their bladder trying to release little dribbles and tried to close their legs only to have their dom hold them open. The dom gets the empty soda cup and places it under their desperate little sub before leaning in and whispering "why don't you let some out, it's ok my darling" in a flirtatious and dominant tone. The sub whimpers quietly trembling from the desperation as they try and relax. But they were so turned on and worked up that they couldn't let anything out. "I....I can't" they whispered quietly the desperation laced in their words as another quiet whimper escapes the subs lips and their thighs tremble more out of desperation. Their dom very gently caresses the inside of the sub's leg before moving up and pressing on their full bladder causing the sub to moan softly and go even redder than before. The dom gently strokes their subs inner thigh once more sending a tingling sensation through the subs body. The subs breathing gets heavier as they feel their bladder start to let go "i.....it's gonna leak, it's gonna leak, it's gonna leak" they say panicked as the dom gently presses on their subs abdomen again. "then let it" the dom whispers teasingly into their sub's ear. The sub lets out a few very quiet whimpers and moans before being unable to hold any longer due to the pressure and teasing from their dom, slowly starting to pee into the cup. With heavy breaths and barely above a whisper the sub looks at their dom and says "I can't stop. I can't stop it. It won't stop coming" with a look of panic and fear in their eyes as they could still feel their bladder was super full. "don't worry love. I'll tell you when to stop" their dom whispers lovingly into their subs ear, having full trust in their dom, let their eyes roll back into their head from how desperate they were. After emptying the subs bladder only a little bit the dom very slowly takes their hand off of the sub's abdomen which in turn slows the stream coming from their sub until it's completely stopped. The sub looks at their dom in confusion, still feeling very full and very aroused. The dom simply says "That should last you until we get home my darling" in the same teasing tone as before and helps the sub put the removed clothing on, although that didn't stop the sub grinding against their dom's hand and thigh for the rest of the movie, their body releasing little drops of pee every time their dom allowed it to.

a bratty rich boy holding his piss way too long because he’s trying to prove he’s a big kid. wets himself anyway, and he held it so long it still hurts after

consider: omo with someone who isnt that embarrassed to be like oh im going to the bathroom, but if anyone points out that thye might have to go for whatever reason (been a long time since a stop, drank a lot of water/soda/whatever) they totally clam up and are too embarrassed to admit they do need it

(Also! I’m a sfw account, and my interest in omorashi is nonsexual! I don’t mind interaction from kink people, but just keep in mind I’m not interested in nsfw omo)

I know you degenerates are going to like this one. But you'll need some context first

So today I had to dress up for a fancy event. I was wearing a set of black overalls and a cardigan. And these overalls are pretty snug on a good day, like if I eat too much then I'll struggle to get them off.

Now I had to travel to Iowa for this event, and it was in a church. Being the little trans demon that I am I don't want to take any chances in the bathroom. So I figure that I'd be safer just to hold until I could get back to the hotel. So I do. But I'm not exactly limiting my liquid intake. Its Iowa. Its the summer. Its humid, its hot, I'm trying not to die.

Finaly i reach the point where I'm allowed to leave and I go back to the hotel. By the time I get up to my room I'm busting. If I really needed (wanted) to, I could have held it longer, but the prospect of immanent relief was so enticing that I didn't want to hold it any longer.

So I start stripping, pulling off anything and everything thats in the way of me getting those overalls off. My hat, my cardigan, my necklaces, my scarf. Finaly I undo the knots that are securing the overalls. Because they don't just have simple buttons like normal overalls 🙄

So I start pulling them down and I try to shimmy out of them, but then they stop. They just won't go down any further. I am in the bathroom, right next to the toilet, so close. Then I hear a subtle rip. So I try to gently slide them off, but its slow. I'm gently pulling on one side at a time attempting to just get them over my hips.

Eventualy, FINALY, I get them off enough to grab the top of my underwhere and pull them off. And I can at last sit down and go. Of corse I feel the overwhelming sense of relief not just of peeing, but also from not being forced to piss in one of my best outfits.

But the best part, is then when I went to put everything back on, because of corse I had another event not long after. The overalls went back on with no problem. I hadden't even realised that my bladder bludge was that big.

And then I accidently, almost recreated that moment a few hours later after the other event.

So now I have a fantasy about pissing in those overalls because I can't get them off fast enough 😳 go figure. I just don't want to ruin them.

I wanna ramble about omo things

So, one of my favorite omorashi tropes is when person a has to pee super bad and they're holding themself, just barely able to keep themself dry, and person b (preferably their partner), grabs their hands, shoves them against a wall, and shoves their knee between a's clenched legs, keeping them separated and startling them into peeing all over their knee...

Idk why it's so hot, but it is

Random Honka! Scenario: Dreamseeker

So, part 2 is out, and I already have my first omorashi thought.

You get your own fully explorable room! Well, mostly explorable, there is one room you can't open...

That's right. With the sink right there, I can't help but feel like there's a toilet behind that there door, my bathroom senses are tingling.

Buuuut, because it's not intractable, I immediately thought of this little scenario:

Locked out of her own bathroom. And due to university bureaucracy the locksmith keeps getting rescheduled to a later date, and she can't fix it herself or else she risks losing the apartment all together. So now when she has to go, she needs to go outside and use the public toilet around the corner. Major inconvenience when she is aware ahead of time that she should use the bathroom, but in times when she loses track of what she is doing/studying? Or waking up in the middle of the night/first thing in the morning?

God forbid something slows her down too. It might be easier to find a secluded spot right out her door to pop a squat, or perhaps peeing off the balcony? Imagine sucking it up and buying a little chamberpot (hope you can hide it from guests)

And that complicated outfit! Oh man, I'd hate to be her (this is a lie(I so desperately wish I was her(especially in a scenario like that)))

It's only a matter of time before more headcannons pop up. If all have any, HI3 or HSR, please send the my way.

nakamoto yuta x fem!reader

warnings — piss kink/omorashi, humiliation, piss drinking?, oral (f. receiving). mdni (17+).

you’re sitting in yuta’s lap with your back pressed against his lean chest. your head is thrown back in agony as you keep your eyes tightly shut while you focus on not pissing yourself.

your skirt is hiked up and your legs spread open, thrown over either side of your boyfriend’s. he rubs your stomach, trying to distract you from the pain but it’s not helping at all.

tears poke at the corners of your eyes and your bottom lip quivers, you’re not going to be able to hold it for much longer.

you start to sob as you feel the first squirt of piss escape from your bladder. a small, wet spot appears on the front of the frilly, pink lace panties yuta bought you.

yuta finds the whole ordeal laughable. what’s the point in trying to continue to hold it? the only thing that's causing you is more pain. why stay in pain when all you have to do is relax and let it go?

“what are you still trying to hold it for, hm? you need some help?”

it was a rhetorical question and he doesn’t expect a response, he was just giving you a heads up more or less of what’s about to happen.

“just relax for me.” his hand stops rubbing your belly and slides down to your lower stomach, pressing down on your full, aching bladder.

you squeeze your muscles tighter in hopes that it’ll stop you from peeing on yourself, but your bladder is too weak and too full to hold out any longer. it gives way and the floodgates open.

your sobbing intensifies as the stream of piss starts to leave you.

yuta notices you trying to press your legs together so he nudges them open and keeps them spread wide. you quickly come to the realization that there’s no stopping it and you finally relax as you continue to relieve yourself.

yuta brings two fingers to your urethra to feel the warm piss exiting out of your body. it wets the underside of your thighs and ass and your short pink skirt. it also wets yuta’s pants and crotch, making him incredibly hard as it makes it’s way onto the couch before seeping into the cushions.

when the flow finally stops, you’re both wet and the leather couch is soaked and there’s a puddle of piss on the hardwood floor.

dried tears stain your cute little face as you try to calm down and regulate your breathing again. yuta gives you a minute before grabbing your jaw and pressing his lips to yours for a heated kiss. he thanks you for letting him indulge in his kink as he pulls away.

he slips out from under you and you think he’s going to help you to the bathroom to clean up, but he gets on his knees instead and pulls you closer to him by your calves until your core is right in his face.

he licks and sucks at your soiled panties, flicking your clit with his tongue repeatedly in the process. once he’s satisfied, he pulls your panties to the side and goes to town; lapping at your piss covered pussy like it’s a special treat.

car desperation but the driver isn't nice about it. maybe you held off asking because you knew they'd get annoyed, but you really are starting to doubt your ability to hold it. you're squeezing your thighs together because sneaking grabs at your crotch will alert them to your dilemma. but when you shift and feel a small dribble come out you can't take it anymore and tell the driver you need them to stop. “are you kidding me?” they glare at you. “you're just going to have to hold it, because I'm not stopping.” as soon as they direct their attention back to the road you put your hands between your legs. you try to think about anything but your need, but your bladder feels so stiff and you can feel pee right at the edge of your urethra. if you lose concentration for just one second you're going to make a mess. suddenly a car honks beside you and a jet of piss noisily comes out for a split second before you regain control. you whine and squirm back and forth, practically jumping up and down in your seat to stop it. “did you just piss on my seat?” the driver snaps at you. “I'm gonna pee myself!” you cry out, grabbing yourself so tightly it hurts. “no, you aren't!” the driver yells back. the raise in volume making your bladder spasm again, a little more pee comes out. “please, please, please...” you beg, you're so full and the warm wetness now pressed against your crotch is torture. a reminder asking you to just spread your legs and let more warmth gush out of your poor, abused bladder. “I'm pulling over." you hear the driver mumble furiously as they start switching over to the side of the road. you let one hand leave your crotch to grab the door handle- but it's too late. the anticipation of getting to pull over and the loss of pressure is too much. as they turn the engine off it only amplifies the sound of piss rushing out of you. the driver looks over to see a puddle forming in your seat, then spilling down to your feet. you moan in relief as your body completely relaxes. hearing the comment “are you pissing yourself? seriously, how old are you?” snaps you back to reality and you feel humiliation flood you. but it's not enough to stop you from purposely pushing out the last few spurts between your spread legs.

Something about a guy frantically unscrewing the top of a water bottle and hurridely unzipping his pants, not even taking the time to aim before he's shoving his dick to the opening. He's going before he's even there, leaving a trail of little piss dribbles on the ground. The bottle fills up quicker than expected and though the relief is overwhelming, the space is limited. He tries to stop. As warm pee splashes over the top, running over his hand as he keeps going, he feels his cock start to harden. Because even as he's making a mess, it just feels so damn good

Holy shit- Adonis is literally that one meme- [piss mention]

Reader: man... I really need to take a piss-

Adonis: what a coincidence! I was a little thirsty myself

Reader:

Adonos: heh.. I'm kidding. Y/n?- please don't walk away it was just a joke. Babe?.... Stop running!

new

pairing; bangchan x reader; smut

"have you packed yet?" chris asked loudly from the living room to you in the bedroom. "yes I'm ready now" you said proud walking down the stairs with your suitcase."wait" he said walking towards you and taking your luggage and going in front of the closed door once again.

today he wanted to treat you like the princess you are, he had booked a luxury hotel room and took a few days off to enjoy it with you. currently it was friday night and you were heading to the hotel."i got the keys let's go" he said grabbing both your luggage, opening the door for you and locking after both of you were outside. he let you in the car before he got in the drivers seat and started driving.

the tension was obvious between the two of you as he put his hand on your thigh sending shivers down your spine. the weeknd was playing on your way and the next few minutes were like this, in the tensed silence until you got in the room.

you hadn't noticed that chris was wearing a black silk shirt with three buttons open while you were in just your mini black dress he bought you a few weeks ago.

you were tired already since you had a long day and grabbed a bottle of water drinking all of it and he was just unbuttoning the rest of his shirt taking photos on the full length mirror near the king-sized bed the hotel provided.

you left him there and went to see the bathroom. it was oh so pretty. everything in black, white and gold, a huge bathtub and another gold mirror in which you could see the whole room and you.

you noticed him behind you approaching you slowly and wrapping his veiny arms around your body. his naked chest touching your exposed back and his erection your ass as he whispered in your ear "is everything perfect babygirl?" "yes daddy thank you" you answered feeling the knot in your tummy.

he started leaving kisses from your jawline to your collarbones when he turned you around and picked you up placing you next to the sink. you connected your lips while your hands were travelling through his hair playing his his curls.

he started kissing your neck again with his swollen lips pulling down the straps of your dress revealing your breasts as he placed a few kisses there as well before taking off your dress completely leaving you in your panties.

you lost contact for a few seconds as he stepped back to take off his pants along with his boxers going into the bathtub. "wanna have a shower?" he said stepping in and his hand reaching for yours to take you in.

you hesitated for a second as you felt the need to pee but got rid of your underwear and stepping in anyway. he sat down turning on the water until it covered half of his body as he pulled you in his lap once again and connected your lips again. his erection now touching your core, your legs on each side of his waist and your hands on his broad shoulders.

he broke the kiss; your lips still brushing against each other as he stared at you. his hands travelled down to your hips as he pulled you down entering you slowly. "is it good?" he almost gasped and you nodded "yes daddy, big and good for me" you whimpred.

after he started moving, you started moaning and you felt 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 sort of tense in your tummy. "da- daddy i wanna- wanna pee" you whined as you felt it coming closer "uh- do it, wanna feel comfortable with me, do it" he gasped pressing your bladder as he moved faster in and out of you.

after that you relaxed your muscles, your cheek rested on his chest and let it out your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued fucking into you. "that's it babe that's good" he whispered feeling your warmth in a different yet new way.

after a few seconds you felt your high approaching as well digging your nails on his shoulders as you started moving your hips on him. "chris- i -" you couldn't even finish your sentence as you felt his liquid running down your now wet thighs and yours reaching on your ass with the movement. "woah" he muttered as he rested his head back and you still in his chest.

"that was so good" his thumb caress your cheek "I know wasn't it?" you slightly chuckled as you pulled out standing up. he stood up too and kissed you "let's shower and go to sleep okay?" he said hugging your bare body. "mmh" you said turning on the water once again

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okay, but characters wearing diapers or pull-ups to a theme park tho

first, some of the reasons one might be padded at a theme park:

• the character is a total germaphobe, and using public bathrooms frequented by thousands of people a day isn't on the table

• the character has a shy bladder and there is no chance that they'll be able to use the extra large bathrooms filled with dozens of stalls, not to mention all the other people waiting in a line to use those stalls

• the character is very easily distracted and has been known to put off bathroom breaks until the last possible second - something that'll be a bit hard to deal with in a crowded theme park

• the character decides that they want to minmax their day at the theme park and get their money's worth, and as such, decides that wasting time for a bathroom break is unacceptable

• and, simply, the character thinks it might be a bit fun to wear padding at a theme park

the way that the characters use their protections

• the ones that wait and hold it until an opportune moment arrives

• maybe some wait until they're waiting in a line for a ride that isn't moving; they shuffle between their friends - or, away from the other guests in the line, if they came alone - and let loose, their discomfort gone and their place in line maintained

• those that aren't going to be able to go unless they're away from the public eye/crowds; they need to find somewhere secluded, and the nagging feeling that they're going to be caught "doing something they're not supposed to" isn't helping

-- they either find a little corner of the park that isn't very busy, so they do their best to relax their bladder and go

-- or they don't, and they end up losing control while surrounded by strangers, much to their dismay

• those who didn't intend on wetting at that exact moment - maybe their ride was more thrilling than they had thought, maybe someone bumped into them, or maybe they just got so excited - or frightened! - upon seeing a costumed character that their control of their bladder completely slipped their mind - so they sure are glad they opted for the protection

• the ones who's protection is intended to be used as a last resort only - which means they still need to try their hardest to make it to the bathroom in time

• those who go as soon as the urge hits them; they're wearing padding, they don't need to hold it or anything!! that's what the protection is for!!!

and then, of course, what'll happen when they need to get changed:

the fact if the matter is, there are a limited amount of changing tables that our character can even fit on, which means that they'll have to either deal with their soggy bottoms in the narrow single stalls or use the accessible/companion/family bathrooms

• those who opt for the single stall change, as, after all, they can handle it themselves!! except, they've never changed a diaper standing up before, and, oh, wow, those tapes aren't sticking where they're supposed to go and - uh oh...

• those who opted for pull-ups now struggling in the single stall, because how were they supposed to know that the ones they picked don't have easy open sides, which means that they need to disrobe entirely from the waist down - shoes included - just to put a new one on

• any of the above people needing to phone-a-friend to get some help - except, they can't exactly leave the stall at this point, which means that their friend is going to need to squeeze into a stall that can barely fit two people

• those who are alone who opt for the accessible bathroom; afterall, they're a guest who needs the facilities, why shouldn't they use it?

-- of course, that's easier said than done, as they soon realize. there's only a limited amount of these bathrooms in the park, which means they're a bit more busy than the regular bathrooms - this results in the character having to nervously stand in line amongst families, who might be raising a brow at why our character is in line in the first place....

• and then, those who opt for the accessible bathroom with a friend who is going to change them

-- any onlookers alongside them in line, looking at our possibly skittish character, who might even be attempting to hide behind their friend - who, of course, is carrying a bag or backpack with the necessary changing supplies. looking between the two, it isn't hard to put together that a routine diaper change is all that's going to be happening between these characters in the bathroom, nothing nefarious (though, depending on our character's pride that might be exactly what they were banking on what strangers would assume)

• a character who did not plan ahead, and after thoroughly soaking their protection and heading for the bathroom, they realize these single stalls are not big enough to change in. cue the character, with a noticeable waddle in their gait, having to locate the nearest theme park employee to ask about where the nearest accessible bathroom is - only for the employee to show them that's it's very clearly labeled not too far away

• and then, the characters who decide that changing their padding is not on the itinerary, and so they opt to stay in their wet padding - what's going to happen first? stained pants from leaky padding? thighs chafing from the excess moisture? a diaper rash? maybe they'll even be so unlucky that they get to experience all three...

~bonus scenarios~

• the character did not bring enough padding for an entire day at the theme park, and the extra large souvenir cups did not do them any favors; the character needs to choose between wearing soggy padding longer than they'd like or go without protection for the rest of their evening - with their weakened bladder, they're not too sure if ending the day with dry pants is even on the itinerary...

• the theme park has a water ride and the character eagerly goes on it without much thought. when they exit the ride, they need to change more than their shirt and pants soaked from a large drop - their padding also managed to absorb much of the water, and they leave with a tell-tale waddle

• characters who wish they opted for something more heavy-duty; as it turns out, their protection barely protected anything at all (or maybe they just over estimated the capacity, lol), and now they have wet pants without a change of clothes. it's just their luck though, as it seems the theme park has accounted for this exact scenario, and clean overpriced pants, socks, shoes, and even new underwear are available in the gift shop - now, would that be cash or card? 😊

watching a movie with your friends and you wet your pants a little. your shirt is big enough to cover it so you don’t worry too much, but then one of them puts a hand on your thigh and feels how soaked you are. you see the surprised look on their face, they see the embarrassment on yours

Hiiii!! I am making this account bc I went crazy stupid for an idea I came up with and figured tumblr would appreciate it. This is meant to be a nonsexual blog so pretty please don’t post sexual things in the reblogs or comments, thank you <3

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so. ok. say everyone is camping, and suddenly it starts raining. it ends up raining hard enough that the tents floors start leaking (it happens >.>) and they have to ditch them and run into a nearby cave or overhang or something to try and stay dry

bc this is omo, Character A has to pee rly fuckin bad (maybe they were about to when the rain started) but its pouring and if they go out to pee they’ll be SOAKED. meanwhile the cave is shallow enough that there’s nowhere private enough to pee. Consequentially, they decide to try and hold it until the rain lets up

They’re doing good at first. The attention is off them, everyone focused on conversation. As long as they chime in every now and then, their discomfort flies under the radar. Eventually, though, it becomes visible enough that character B asks them if somethings wrong. They say that they’re just cold and tired, and frustrated with being stuck there, which is all true. B sympathetically hands them a blanket, which allows them to hold themself/fidget a bit more without being noticeable

eventually, the urge gets so bad that they start leaking. They’re panicking now, having no idea how to get out of this situation without humiliating themself, and tears start to prick their eyes. they desperately hold them back, but it must show on their face because B asks again if they’re alright, more concerned this time.

It draws the attention of the rest of the group, and they freeze under the stares of everyone, mumbling that they just want to go home. their concerned friends watch as B pats them on the back and assures them that they’ll go once the rain lets up. They nod, but then gasp as they leak again. Its obvious something more is going on, and B is suspicious, pushing them further.

They glance around at everyone, face burning in humiliation, but their bladder is so full and hurts so bad and they cant take it anymore. They burst out that they have to pee so bad, that they cannot wait, and their friends eyes widen as they all exchange concerned glances

(Lmfao this is getting very long but im havin fun)

B bites their lip and looks around, trying to think of some solution before reluctantly telling them that they think going in the back of the cave is the only option, and they’ll all try their best to not look and give A some privacy

A, desperate and out of options, sniffles and agrees. B grabs their hand and pulls them up, but they freeze on the spot. they jam their other hand tighter between their legs and whine, trying not to lose control right then and there. B curses as they realize just how urgent it is, and slow down, trying to coax A gently to keep going. A manages a step, maybe two, away from the rest of the group, before their bladder gives up

It starts as a small but steady stream that has them gasping and letting go of A to jam both hands between their legs. It’s too late, though, and the stream quickly crescendos into a waterfall, soaking their pants completely and puddling at their feet. Legs like jelly, they sink to their knees and hold back a sob as they let the mess happen

B and the rest of their friends watch in silent shock until they’re done, left sniffling in their puddle. Finally, B breaks the silence, but all they can offer is an awkward ‘shit... you should have just said something sooner’

A doesnt respond, just chokes back another sob and swipes their sleeve across their face, trying to clean it off but mostly succeeding in just making themself messier. The pee is cooling on their pants in the already chilly cabe, leaving them shivering and utterly miserable. Their friends try their best to offer comfort and assurances that no one is judging, and it helps some

B helps A up and the group all shift further away from the puddle. B settles A down in the circle and starts to mention getting them some dry clothes when the horrible realization hits everyone. When the tents flooded, their clothes got wet too, leaving A with nothing to change into. They just have to sit here, shivering and soaked in their own pee.

At this, A just cant hold back the tears anymore. They’re already as humiliated as they can possibly get, and they dont care. They burst into loud sobs, and everyone exchanges panicked looks as they stare, unsure what to say or do. B, floundering, sits down beside them and puts a hand on A’s back in an attempt to be soothing.

To B’s surprise, A just throws themself at B, sobbing into B’s chest and clinging onto them tightly. B is taken aback, and shifts in discomfort as they feel A’s soaked pants rub up against them, but they dont pull away. They hug A tightly, rubbing their back and shushing them.

After a moment of the awkward position, they try to adjust themself and A more comfortably. A presses closer to them, ending up practically in B’s lap, and B grimaces at the feeling of wetness seeping through their own clothes. They resign themself to it though, telling themself they’re camping anyway, sitting on the dirty floor of a random cave. comforting A is more important than staying clean.

They hold onto A, rocking them and letting them cry until they’re reduced to quiet hiccups. The cave is quiet, save for the sound of the rain and the others trying to carry on an awkward conversation in a flimsy attempt at privacy.

A is shivering hard now, since, again, its cold and rainy and gross and now they’re stuck in soaking wet pants. They’re freezing, and fucking miserable. B frowns in concern and holds them closer, attempting to warm them up with the shared body heat. They ask others to offer whatever dry-ish blankets they’d salvaged from the tent before making a run for it, and everyone cocoons them as much as possible.

And thats how they spend the next while, huddled together as the group tries to keep them warm and cheer them up, telling stories and talking and doing whatever to try to distract everybody from the situation.

Eventually, the rain slows to a light drizzle. they all run out and pack up the tents and everything else as quickly as possible, shoving it all back into the car and getting the FUCK home. once they’re there, they get A a hot bath and some clean clothes, and all have a movie night or whatever kind of night they wanna have idk lol. They all reassure A that its ok and they dont have to be embarrassed, and A finally starts to feel better yayyy happy ending :)

PSA: DO NOT HOLD AND DRIVE

I sewar that most of yall with an omorashi kink must be passenger pinces/cess.

It's always imagine holding on a road trip and the driver won't stop. That's all well and good, but you don't even know the (pysical) pain and frustration of driving, and being minutes away from yours destination and struggling to hold.

Please don't hold and drive, it's never good to drive while distracted, but damn that was hard.

Elevator...elevator...fuck...I can't NOT think of piss...

Everyone knows the classic, "elevator breaks down when a character needs to piss," trope. What if...them?

Imagine Wilson as the 'victim'...At first, he denies or downplays his need, but it gets too obvious...I think Wilson would be adorable all desperate and squirmy...just shuffling and sighing in frustration while getting pouty and sarcastic with House who keeps teasing him. I wonder if he'd be the type to groan in desperation. I could totally see him grabbing himself and crossing his legs. Would Wilson be vocal about his needs and keep whining about how bad he needs to piss? How would House react if Wilson started panting, whimpering, shaking and grunting...? Would he keep making fun of him? Would he try to convince him to just let it out so he doesn't get hurt? "Just piss in the corner" or something like that? Would he get quiet and awkward? What If Wilson just looks House dead in the eyes and tells him in a strained voice how he can't hold it much longer? What if he cried a bit? What if he moaned while pissing himself? What would House do? Just...standing next to all this happening...Imagine how humiliating is would be for Wilson...especially when he gets out of the elevator...House would never let him live it down.