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“i don't need a diaper when going out!”
[two hours later]
“...I needed my diaper when I was out”
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Lovi with plastic pants~?
They're a little uncomfortable over his diaper, not to mention so noisy when he's moving around!
Noisier still when he has an accident!
It's all worth it though, for the loving words from his lover/cg during a diaper change ❤️
#male omo#omorashi#wetting#oc#dnd omo#diaper wetting#omutsu#diapers#saw that post abt plastic pants earlier and it was stuck in my head lol#drawing diaper content at work lez goooooo
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Plastic pants are so embarrassing. I'm already in this very thick, fluffy, crinkly diaper. what do you mean I need *extra* protection in case that isn't enough 🙈🙈
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something in omo i’m a fan of is when A has no choice but to pee in an odd place (like an alley or anywhere outside, etc.) because they’re desperate and there aren’t any other options, but they’re really hesitant to do it so B has to coax them into it. to make A feel better about having to do this, B decides to join them in peeing in the odd place even though they don’t have to go that bad (bonus if B finishes before A despite starting second bc i always love this)
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babe ive had a hard day can you piss yourself please
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Thank you Allie on pisscord for sending the meme of a meme. This is of course about them
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Why did I do it?
I guess I just…wanted to see if it was possible. Yeah, that’s it. I’ve had too much alone time, my thoughts have wandered, and I wanted to see how far my body could go.
It’s science, really. It was science.
Six nights ago, I wanted to see if I could wet the bed.
I’ve never wet the bed, not once in my twenty-seven years. I’ve had close calls, nights after heavy drinking where my brain wakes me up as I reach the brink, but it’s never a problem. The biggest accident I ever had would just be some droplets on the toilet seat. I’m good, my body is trained well.
I am always curious about my own limitations, how I’ll change over time, and just how much I can take before giving in. I guess that’s where I got the idea. Sat in my cubicle, my bladder slightly full. I had just taken a call where a woman yelled at me for ten minutes before realizing she called the wrong company completely.
“You should have told me that!” She yelled and hung up.
So yeah, I was having a tough day and my thoughts were trying to fix my mood.
That’s where I wondered if I could ever wet the bed.
Part of the line of questioning came from the night before. Surprisingly, I woke up uncomfortably needy. I’m usually good about going before I sleep, but I had a lot of water before bed. I had a pee dream where I wet myself in at my desk at work. When my cubicle neighbor, Jenn, came to investigate, my pants were suddenly gone and my dick was on full display.
It was incredibly distressing, and it invaded my waking thoughts.
So anyway, yeah. I decided to test it. Sue me. I’m not hurting anyone, I can do what I want.
When I got home from work, it was a Friday. I immediately shucked off my tie and got a beer from the fridge. I leaned against the kitchen island. My bladder twinged.
Yeah, it was 5:30 and I was already holding. I quit peeing around noon. I figured if it was going to happen, I would have to be more desperate than I ever had been before.
But I wasn’t stupid, I also knew that if I was too full, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I had to somehow find a balance.
I carried my beer to my bedroom doorway, I stared in at the made bed. I bought plastic mattress coverings, because I’m a responsible scientist. I looked at the bed and excitement ran through me. I really, really wanted to see if I could do this. It was fun.
I spent most of the evening watching TV and scrolling through my phone. Hell of a Friday night, I know. That beer turned into another, but when I finished that, I stopped. I knew I had to pace myself, and I was full enough that I could have started crossing my legs.
I took a quick shower, because I usually do before bed. All that rushing water made my bladder ache. I felt a ripple of something run through me. I put my hand to my abdomen and swore I could feel all the liquid sloshing inside me. As the water beat against my skull, I felt all the piss inside me rush down, as if I were actively trying to pee.
I grabbed my cock, but I wasn’t about to wet myself. Because I didn’t wet myself, not ever. There was no reason to hold on, although squeezing did help with the pressure slightly. I quick torturing myself and shut the shower off, letting go of my dick, which was still vaguely threatened by my bladder.
I had another glass of water before bed, and I climbed on mh crisp, clean sheets around midnight.
Unfortunately, I tossed and turned.
I squeezed my legs together, but my need was too great. I tried lying on every side and found that somehow, laying on my back was the worst.
Stretching out, applying pressure, nothing worked. I had calculated wrong, I was too uncomfortable to relax.
But I was determined to try. I had not spent the entire evening In agony for no reason. I was going to piss my pants, goddamnit. I bought new pajamas for the occasion and everything.
I counted sheep, then listed the to dos of the next day, and finally, finally I felt my eyelids drooping, only after I bent in half, my hand clutching my penis tightly.
I woke up around sometime in the night, a sheen of sweat on my body. My eyes snapped open to the darkness and I tried to recall my dream. I was racing through a corridor, trying every door looking for something.
My bladder was begging me for relief.
I was more full than I had ever been. Ever. I was in pain, officially.
And I was still dry. My phone said it was 4:22 a.m. I failed. There was no way I’d get back to sleep again.
But I was wrong, somehow. I was still exhausted, my bones hurt as if I had actually been racing through a hallway.
As I drifted, and drifted, and drifted, I felt it.
The end of the line.
A steady, light stream of piss hit my boxers.
I sighed, burrowing deeper into the bed. I must not have been thinking straight. That should have been enough to wake me right up.
But I didn’t.
I fell asleep.
Slowly, steadily, I wet myself. It spread up my boxers, past the waistband to my stomach and t-shirt. In my dream, I was standing in a field of daisys. I was wearing, inexplicably, a dress. It was pale blue. My cock was hard, and I had no boxers on. It pressed to the front of the dress, tenting it, and leaving an obvious wet spot when I started to pee.
In the land of the living, I was grinding against my mattress as I peed, it wasn’t soaking in, I was splashing in a growing puddle under me, hard and needy.
I woke up again around six. The sheets were damp, the inside of my boxers were sticky. I was soaking wet.
I sat up quickly, a euphoric smile on my face. I did it! I could do it! I found my limit last night, and I wet the bed!
I laid back down, thinking of the mess I’d have to clean soon.
But it was still early, and I was still sleepy. My bladder, surprisingly, was halfway full. Normally I’d get up and empty it at this time of the morning.
But it was easy to pee my soaked pants a second time, it came right out, no trouble. As if it was normal, as if it was right.
Happy as can be, I went back to sleep, I had a long morning ahead of me.
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you can lead a little to the potty, but you can’t make them go.
“sweetheart, you are way too big to still be wearing diapers.”
“if you want to be treated like a big boy, you need to start acting like a big boy.”
“why don’t we try pull-ups today, so you can pull them down and pee-pee in the potty like a big girl?”
“I’m going to put a diaper on you just in case, but I want you to tell me if you need to go potty.”
“why didn’t you tell me you needed to go potty?”
“you know I wouldn’t punish you for having an accident, but I don’t think that was an accident, mister.”
“big girls don’t go potty in their pants.”
“if I’m going to let you have big boy privileges, you need to show me you can keep your big boy pants dry.”
“I thought you were going to try to be a big girl today?”
“baby, you promised daddy you weren’t going to have any accidents today.“
“I’ll believe you’re big enough to do that when you can prove to me you’re big enough to stop wearing diapers.”
“it’s about time for you to start doing that in the potty, kiddo.”
“you’d better not be peeing in your pull-ups right now, little girl.”
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Sebastian Omutsu/Agere headcanons 🖤🍼💜
● I think the initiating factor for Sebastian to shift his love of Omorashi into omutsu was a one-off joke while he was gaming with Sam and Abby. Seb complained about having to stop gaming to use the bathroom, and Sam had joked "Just wear a diaper, bro." They all laughed, but the idea had cloistered itself away in Sebastian's head.
● He did some research online and... oh, okay, yep, that's definitely something he liked!
● He could rarely do anything when he was home because the last thing he would want was to get caught by his family. So he started doing small things at first, and only when he made sure he was all alone. He would make himself comfort food like Mac n cheese, cuddle up under one of his duvets with an old plush froggy from his childhood, and watch old cartoons on his computer. He had never felt so relaxed~
● So relaxed that, uh... he didn't notice himself wet his chair 😳 ...oopsie. It knocked him out of his cozy headspace when he had to clean up after himself, but it just solidified his choice to purchase some supplies.
● He felt really excited as he placed an order online. He had no idea you could buy such cute stuff!
● A few business days later, Sebastian looked down at the package on his bed, feeling himself grow excited to finally try some of this stuff.
● Luckily, the whole family was out of the house for the whole day, going to an event at a science center in Zuzu City. He had plenty of time to relax.
● Sebastian felt a little embarrassed having to look up a 'how to put on a diaper' tutorial online, but in no time at all, he was wearing a cute puffy diaper with dark purple moons and stars on them. He looked at himself in the mirror, wearing just the diaper and an oversized black hoodie. He looked and felt good.
● He unwrapped the next item, custom made on one of those crafty websites. He hadn't used one of these since he was a literal baby, but something clicked in his mind as he put the pacifier in his mouth. He felt soothed, sleepy and peaceful as he sucked the soft silicone nub. The wide plastic shield was a glossy black plastic decorated with rhinestones and a little picture of a cartoon bat. Along the ring are letter beads that spell out "Baby Bat"
● Would deadass give up smoking and replace it with his pacifier. A new, way better addiciton~
● Sebastian hugged his plushie close and went to lie down in his bed. He wanted to nap and be cozy and safe~
● He slept better than he had in a long time, and as he stirred from sleep, his bladder telling him he needed to go, he felt the soft padding surrounding him and simply let go.
● His diaper became warm and Sebastian felt himself dozing off again.
~ with a CG partner (reader insert) ~
● Sebastian would have to trust his partner more than anything else in order to share this side of himself
● But once he does, and you show that you're supportive and wanting to be a caregiver for him? Oh boy...
● Alone, Little Sebastian is sweet and docile and sleepy. With you? Hope you're ready for a big bratty baby on your hands!
● He puts up little playful fights, getting grumpy when you insist on checking his diaper (for good reason! How long ago did you have an accident, sweetie?)
● He'll make a fuss when you try and get him to eat his vegetables. He'll relent when you slowly teach him how you grew the vegetables on your own farm, and how he needs them to grow big and strong (metaphorically, of course. He'll always be your little baby)
● He loves to toddle around the farm in the rain looking for froggies. Make sure to wrap him in a big fluffy towel after he comes back in and draw him a warm bath and make him a nice warm drink.
● The best part is cuddling with him while he's still Little, he'll wrap his arms around you, oversized sleeves and all, and his diaper will crinkle as he gets into a comfy position with you, knowing he's safe and sound with his beloved caretaker.💜💜💜
(I wanted to draw this cutie too, lol)
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Dunno if anyone has asked this, but what’s your favourite omo situation to be put in?
Oh gosh like what I personally would like to be placed in /////?
Bc/ one that I really love would there being this older lady and we're either going out on a date or something of that nature and she sweetly hands me a mug of peppermint tea to drink before we head out bc/ "she knows I tend to get car sick and wants me to be hydrated to help prevent it" and i'm nonethewiser to her true intentions-
So we're driving around, and she slides a bottle of water onto my lap- again under the "intentions" of wanting to make sure I'm not underhydrating myself- and again, i'm aloof, she's much older than me so obviously she knows more than I do!
I don't even notice she's turned the radio down to a low background hum as she's more keen and instrested in hearing the little noises i've started to make as I shift around in my seat, occasionally tugging at my seatbelt to move it away from my filling bladder momentarily- My face burns a deep red when I finally notice
She chuckles, her hand not occupied with the steering wheel now lays on my knee, gently rubbing it as she says that it won't be tooo long before we get to our destination
Ofc, that is a lie. She takes alll the "scenic routes" and roads where the potholes have not yet been filled in- any routes that have me white knuckling the edge of my seat, clenching and tensing all my muscles withh each thump as the wheels lower into the potholes. She fanes a sympathetic look and coo as she apologizes. She forgets just forgets how small my bladder is- she rummages around while we're at a red light, holding out the half empty bottle of water she had previously given me
She coaxes me to finish what is left in the bottle, tilting my chin up as the last drops of water go smoothly down my throat.
But she knows that evenn if I manage to shuck my pants down far enough, i can't aim worth shit even in the best of times. But, I'm so despreate i'll do anything to get relief- shakey hands hold the bottle in where i think I need to- but it isn't the right spot and piss just starts spurting out around the opening of the bottle- I gasp, soft whines and pleads with my own body to stop as urine hisses out, splattering onto the plastic floor mat under me
It feels like an eternity before my bladder is empty, achingly so. I shudder, relief washing over my shakey body- half-lidded gazing down at the bottle that barely contains a drop of urine- my head hits the back of the car seat as i'm brought back to reality- already trying to think how much it will cost to get this cleaned.
I don't even realize the car had been in parked in some parking lot/side of road for quite sometime until I hear my side of the car door clicking open. She guides me to slide my legs to the side- I shiver as the cool evenings air brushes against my legs as urine dribbles down from gravity
I dont expect the kiss but it's warm and filled with passion as her hands roll over my back- praise being whispered in my ear for being such a good boy for her, such a messy boy but, that's why she's got plastic mats
and adfsjhgrehgs ye,,,
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💜🖤💜 Sebastian Omo headcanons! 🖤💜🖤
● when he gets really into his programming and coding, it can be hard for him to listen to his body's signals to drink water, eat, sleep, and yes, use the bathroom.
● he has had accidents at his desk before (more accurately, when he gets up from his desk after a day-long coding session and his mind catches up with his body too late lol)
● briefly, as he cleaned up the mess and did his laundry before anyone could notice, he wished he had someone to help him. It was way too humiliating though!
● but... then he thought about it. It wasn't that hard to clean up. And it felt... kinda nice to wet himself...?
● Omo kink: unlocked!
● He starts holding because he enjoys the feeling~ likes the squirmy feeling in his body and his brain as his bladder gets fuller and fuller.
● He even posts some holding/wetting videos online. A little extra cash never hurts~
● When he has a partner that's into it too??? Ohhhhhh man
● Whiny babyyyyy!! Oh, he loves teasing his partner (or the viewers of his videos lol) with little whimpers and mewls!
● "Ngh... it feels so heavy..."
● "Ah! I'm already leaking!?"
● "Oh no...!"
● 10/10 Omo perv goth boy 🖤
#omorashi#male omo#Sebastian Omo#I actuallu have some Omutsu/Agere headcanons for this pretty boy too so let me know if you want em! lmO
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If you’re taking omo suggestions…… sdv elliot… or Harvey….. middle aged man piss….. (ik they’re canonically like max 35 but i think they deserve to be 45+ yanno)
That poor doctor 😔
but FOR REAL these older bachelors deserve more pissy love😤💖👉
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