|21| expect lots and lots of bathroom kink stuff (mostly piss but nastier shows up too sometimes be warned) ill also reblog, eggs, impreg/birth, vore, and regular porn content here too if i can find it all! (this is a sideblog, i like posts from my main acc terrible-claw)
send me a hot scenario and I will rate it ♡
HATE | No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | F*CK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |
What I love about sleepwalking peeing, even if there is not any outward desperation preceding it, is that it usually happens because someone has to pee a LOT and can't wake up for whatever reason. Like, you do not ever hear stories about someone sleepwalking and peeing a little bit somewhere inappropriate, it is always taking the longest, messiest piss possible in the cabinet or refrigerator or on someone's desk chair or wherever
I have this fantasy, I want to (with consent) fuck him to sleep. I want to pound his little boy pussy and fill him with my cum as he falls into a deep sleep. I’ll leave my cock in him as we sleep, load after load fertilizing his womb. When we wake up, his already big gut will be swollen to twice it’s usual size- a clear sign he’s pregnant with quite a few of my kids. He’ll struggle to get up, and with that many babies inside him, it won’t be long until he’s bedridden through the pregnancy.
medical omo but whatta bout...medical messing, someone bedridden embarassed and blushing with there legs up while theyre caretaker places a bowl under them to relieve themselves in. bonus if shyness kicks in and theyre unable to go
Just wanna to give somebody a big enema, then plug their hole and lie with them in my bed while they desperately want to get relief and their guts gurgle in pain
um i usually don’t ask on this type of thing but i just experienced a Thought™️
yk that thing where you’re about to cry and someone asks “are you okay?” only for you to burst out sobbing.
yeeeaahhh. that, but with omo.
character a who’s wiggling around, averting their eyes with a pitiful experience.
and character b looks at them and asks “do you have to use the bathroom?”
only for them to literally explode then and there.
but you can go further. what position? did they completely freeze? did they bend over with their hands in their crotch? did they squish their thighs together painfully tight?
are they defensive? do they yell at b, tell them to go away? do they burst out into sobs as well? harsh noises being ripped from their throat as a puddle pools under them?
you can do so much, and suddenly i’m a lot more thankful for tumblrs anonymous ask option.
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Ohh this is good!! Tbh I always liked this thing with crying too because it's too real 😆
So, I've mentioned it before, but I love the idea of a character having to tell another that they wet themselves. Just imagine:
The classic: I had an accident, maybe delivered via text message or an awkward, stuttering call, can you please come get me?
I didn't make it, said while avoiding eye contact, trying to hide an expansive wet spot with a bag or a jacket.
Thighs pressed together as their friend tries to tug them towards a bathroom, their muffled sobs almost covering the forceful hiss, choking out It's too late.
Clutching onto their friend's arm with sudden ferocity, panicking: I'm peeing, I'm peeing!
I sort of already went, said half-sheepishly, half embarrassed, sorry about the mess.
Humiliation turning into anger, lashing out to mask her feelings, I pissed myself, happy now?
Tugging on another character's sleeve, desperately trying not to draw any attention to themselves and their soaked clothes: It happened again, I'm sorry.
A and B are usually a little rough with eachother, it’s all in good fun. That is, until B had a bit too much to drink and not enough bathroom trips. They were rough-housing like usual, and B was too shy to ruin the moment by saying they needed to pee. They figured the play fighting would be over soon enough that they could pee. A kept on messing with them, each touch making them more desperate. Eventually, A pushed B on their back and pressed their hands directly onto B’s bladder, making B involuntarily begin to urinate. Both of them silently watched the puddle of warm pee grew beneath B.
a/n: i have been regretfully insanely h*rny for like a week now ❤️ dont know what’s wrong w me lol. hope y’all enjoy this one tho :)
A always struggled with incontinence — they found it difficult to listen to their body. They never quite knew when to stop eating, or when to go to the bathroom. Their partner B often had to remind them to eat, and sometimes A wouldn’t realize they needed to go to the toilet until they were practically messing themself.
B wanted to put an end to it. She loved A dearly and hated to see them struggle. She didn’t mind reminding them to eat, but it was harder to remind them to consistently go to the bathroom. She came up with a plan, picking up a package of adult diapers from the store one day.
“So I have an idea,” she told A, sitting them down on the couch. “You know how you have trouble going potty without being reminded?”
A nodded and blushed.
B pulled out the diapers. “I was thinking you could wear these. Then, whenever you are, when you need to go, you can just go! What do you think?”
A squirmed where they say. “I mean...it sounds a little...embarrassing,” they admitted.
“But it’s less embarrassing than pooping or peeing your pants, right?” B said.
A thought for a minute. “I...I guess you’re right. This is...a good idea.” They sounded unsure, but willing to give it a try. Then they asked, “who would change me? Change my diapers, I mean?”
“I would, silly,” B said. “You’ll wear one all day and night and you can tell me when you’ve used the diaper, and then I’ll get you a fresh one.”
A was warming up to the idea. They let B help them into the diaper, and then the two were off to bed.
A always fell asleep before B. They liked to be the little spoon, curled up against B. It wasn’t long before A was snoring softly. B closed her eyes and listened to the sound of her sweet partner.
After an hour or so of drifting in and out of sleep, B felt A’s tummy tighten. She opened her eyes and looked at the back of A’s head.
“A?” She said softly. No reply. They were still sound asleep.
A thrusted their bottom back against B and whined quietly. B quickly realized what was going on. A was about to have their first poop in the diaper. B put her arms around A’s torso and began softly rubbing their tummy, feeling it tense once more.
“Let it come out,” she whispered to A, holding them close to her. “Push it out whenever you’re ready.”
B heard the gentle noise of liquid trickling into the diaper as A released their bladder. Then A quivered, and a short throaty grunt left their lips. B heard the diaper crinkling and she smiled. “Good job, sweetie,” she whispered as the sound of urine dissipated, and something solid forced its way out.
A wasn’t done. They launched into another unconscious push, pulling their legs up to their chest, their stomach flexing against B’s arms. The diaper crinkled and popped as it flexed outward against B’s thighs. A let out another shaky grunt and breathed heavily.
B pressed her fingers to A’s tummy and could still feel more poop waiting to be pushed out. “You’re doing so good,” she whispered. Suddenly A jerked awake.
“Wha- what?” They sat up, looking around sleepily. Then B saw their expression change. Their face contorted involuntarily, and their eyes glazed over. A noise of confusion and urgency came from their lips as another log crowned from their bum. “Oh my god, I-“ they tried to speak, spreading their legs instinctively and leaning back on the pillows. “I’m pooping, hhhnnnnnnnnmmngg, I’m pooping,” they grunted, then released their push, panting hard. “Why didn’t you wake me up??”
B brushed some hair from A’s sleepy face. “Honey, this is what the diapers are for. So you can poop whenever you need to without having to worry about messing the bed.”
A’s face twisted again as they stared at B, unable to speak through another massive effort of their bowels trying to empty themselves. “I don’t - Hnnnnnnnnnmng,” they groaned so gutturally it was almost a growl. Then they panted. “I...This is so...babyish,”
They blushed, closing their legs back up and looking away from B. “I feel icky.”
“Aw, baby,” B said. “Don’t. I think this will be really good for you. Aren’t you glad you didn’t have an accident in the hallway like last time? Wasn’t this much more relaxing?”
A looked at her. “Yeah, I guess.” They smiled.
“Good,” B leaned over to kiss their cheek. “Now, are you all finished?”
“I think so,” they said.
“Do you want me to change you before we go back to sleep?”
“Yes please.”
They both got up to head to the bathroom. Just before they got there, A trailing behind B holding her hand, A urgently dropped into a squat and grunted again.
“Oh no! I guess you weren’t done,” B turned around and sat down next to A, who’s face was grimacing and red. The diaper was taut and bulging now. “Hmm. I don’t know if you have much more room,” B said, patting the back of the warm diaper.
A finally stopped pushing and breathed heavily. “I...have...more,” they said.
B had another idea. “Let’s just lay you down, open up the diaper, and have you finish pooping like that, okay?”
A let B take them into the bathroom, lay them down, and begin unfastening the diaper. “Please hurry,” A said. “My tummy is trying to push and I - nnnng - I wanna get the rest out.”
B pulled the diaper open. It was filled with dozens of dark hard pebbles and four log segments thicker than A’s wrist. It was also heavy and hot with piss. “Oh goodness, you had a lot in there, huh?” B said. Then she looked at A’s anus, which was poking out and puckering in wildly with A’s effort not to bear down quite yet. “Okay,” she said, scooting the diaper down so A had room to unload the rest of their dump. “Go for it.”
A nodded, spreading their legs and looking into B’s eyes as they pushed. A fart came first, followed by a smooth, wide, softer movement that coiled up under their bottom. “I’m almost done,” they grunted, giving another small push. A couple more pieces fell from their thoroughly stretched anus. Then they were finished.
“Wow,” A panted. “That was...a lot.”
“Bet it felt good to get it out, though,” B said.
A nodded. “You’re right. I could get used to this diaper thing.”
everyone big mad because tumblr doesnt let you search nsfw anymore. grow up and get a weird fetish that doesnt immediately register to people as sexual like the rest of us.
Imagine your FC has the stomach flu and you tuck them into bed after the initial bout of vomiting, leaving a bowl next to the bed just in case they feel sick again. You leave briefly, telling them you’re just heading downstairs to get them some water, only to come back upstairs to find them squatting over the bowl and holding their stomach, apologizing over and over again while they fill it with something completely different to what you expected.
Imagine (A) and (B) are partners. (A) has been really cranky and irritable for the past few days. Whenever (B) asks what’s wrong, they get brushed off. (B), ever so observant, notices (A) absentmindedly touching their stomach, which does look more bloated than usual. (B) approaches them from behind and begins to massage their belly. (A) protests and tries to wriggle away but (B) holds tight.
“You haven’t pooped in a while have you, baby? Hm? Is that why you’re so cranky,” (B) murmurs into their ear. (A), flushed and stammering, realizes there’s no use hiding it and nods sheepishly. They had always been pretty open about their bathroom habits with (B). They had even happily let (B) watch them on the toilet. But there’s something about being constipated that makes them feel shy and ashamed. Like it’s a personal failing.
“Do you want me to help? I’m sure I can make you feel better.”
Now that the cat’s out of the bag what would be the point of refusing? It does feel good having their belly rubbed… so good. And if they went much longer without shitting, they weren’t going to able to button up their pants. After a few moments of deliberation, (A) nods their head and allows themself to melt into (B)’s embrace.
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