Tetos I Cooked During Sickness

how normal people think of pee: ew gross

how i think of pee:

Something in omorashi I absolutely love is when a character starts walking away while they are still wetting themselves or don't stop walking as they start wetting

When they run away to avoid dying from embarrassment, with burning red cheeks and tears in their eyes

When they cannot wait for their accident to end before leaving

When they don't know what to do after their bladder starts forcibly emptying and the first and only thought they have is "I need to leave NOW"

When they walk with trembling legs as their bladder is still emptying itself

When they can't stop and try to be subtle as they continue to where they were headed, hoping no one is looking at them or notice they are pissing their pants

Where instead of a big puddle, there is a trail of pee on the ground

Boys drenching grey sweatpants reblog if you agree

finally a video for me

Hey darling, what’s the problem? What’s making you blush like that? Ooh, you need to go potty? How much? 8/10, mhm? You’re such a good boy, holding all of that. What did you say? If you can go now? Of course not darling. Oooh, it’s getting worse? You’re leaking now, I can see that wet patch in the middle of your legs. Come here, let’s cuddle a bit. You’re so comfy now, so relaxed, what a good boy. You can go now, darling. Where are you trying to go? You can go potty here. Don’t be shy, I know how desperate you are, you’re bladder must be swollen and tired, let it rest. I feel the first drops, I know you can’t hold it anymore, don’t be shy, release all of it. Good boy…

Need someone to fuck me in the ass for the first time while I have a full bladder. Bend me over the bed or a table so it's pressing right against my bulging bladder and slowly stretch me open. Fuck me slowly at first and then harder until I can't take the pressure, and I'm letting out spurts of piss with each trust.

you're allowed to pee at the top of every hour, which isn't that bad, really. in theory, it should give you plenty of opportunities to make it to the toilet without having to hold it

unfortunately, you just keep finding yourself fixating on whatever you're doing. you miss one pee break, spending the time playing a video game instead. oh well, it's not that bad, it's just one, you can try again in an hour. and then before you know it, an hour passes and you've yet again missed your chance. you're squirming now, an attempt to distract from the growing pressure, and it almost helps. you resolve to make sure you get to the toilet at the next opportunity

and then you wind up fighting a tough boss, one you were sure you had enough time to beat before you went to the toilet- but then by the time you're done, you check the time and its already quarter past. how did you misjudge the time that badly?

you find yourself unable to play your game after that, you can barely sit still enough to rest your hands on the keyboard, and your concentration just isn't with the game anymore, every ounce of energy in your body is directed at keeping your piss contained. so you find a tv show to watch, something to pass the time while you wait for your next chance- just one more episode, just one more, you need to see how they resolve this plotline. you shift in your seat, both from excitement and desperation- and of course, you miss your chance again. you hardly even notice at this point, rocking your hips in your chair as you try your best to prevent yourself from having an accident

eventually, even watching tv takes too much effort to focus on, but you can't bring yourself to turn your eyes from the screen. how long has it been now? how many chances to relieve yourself have you missed? it doesn't matter. a startling clarity strikes your thoughts as your focus wanes for just a moment, but that moment is all it takes for a trickle of piss to spurt into your pants. you manage to cut it off after a second, but then your muscles relax once more against your will, too tempted by the momentary release and worn out from your hours and hours of holding, and before you know it you're gushing piss into your pants, entirely helpless to stop yourself, all you can do is throw your head back and moan with relief. it feels too good to finally let go, you can't even bring yourself to care that you're soaking your clothes and the chair

wait you understand that kinks are ok because they're fantasies that make you happy right? you all get that you don't need to have trauma for your kinks to be okay? right? like none of you think i witnessed a tragic accident on the pool toy assembly line right?

not to sound like a whore, but can we go to an aquarium date?