he/they/it dog thing || 23 || contains nsfw || AGE IN BIO 18+ OR BLOCKED || i talk about omorashi (piss) and embarrassment, nudity and petplay here so don't follow if you don't want to see that || i think i'm funny but this is not true
hi i'm gray but you can call me pup! and i'm new in piss town
i'm some type of dog thing
i'm a he, a they, or an it (transmasc non-binary)
this account is VERY NSFW
you can expect kink posts to be tagged but i'm a huge stoner and don't trust myself to always remember to tag posts with drug mentions so keep yourself safe there
DNI: terfs, pedos, zoos, racists, etc AND STRAIGHT MEN. nothing against straight guys except that you have no business being interested in me
do NOT send me images of your genitalia
posts i made are tagged #screamer screaming
things i like and will post
furry/oc stuff
pee (particularly omorashi)
petplay
nudity
embarrassment/light humiliation
maybe some intox stuff
some other adjacent kink/fetish stuff probably
things i do NOT post and am specifically not interested in seeing
scat/messing
abdl/age regression (diapers are sometimes okay in omo contexts it's specifically the age regression aspect i am personally uncomfortable with)
detrans/misgendering
don't take it personally if i block you over any of these things, it's just not my cup of tea
I don't know whether I should say this or not. These may be my last words or the last time I write a post, so I will forgive anyone who sees this post and supports me and doesn't ignore me.
I write these words in great pain, my eyes brimming with tears due to the severe infections in my wounds. The delay in my treatment and my inability to travel have left me unable to bear this situation any longer. I am exhausted by the pain of my injury, the severe anemia, and the exorbitant cost of the medications I need.
All I care about is stopping these frequent fainting spells and the constant pain I suffer. Please help me to buy my medication so I can recover quickly and return to my normal life, and to save myself and my entire family.
If you can, please help me buy my medication so I can travel and receive treatment as soon as possible Your donation
will enable me to purchase my medication and will save me and my entire family. Our lives are threatened by hunger, illness, and anemia, and this donation will put an end to this ongoing suffering.
Please help my dear friend Fadel. He is dealing with constant pain from malnutrition and the shrapnel he needs to get surgically removed and now the infection. Please donate enough for him to afford some pain medicine and treatment as soon as possible!
My Friends, I implore you to help me and donate. You don't know how we will survive if this support stops. My condition is critical, and my pain and fainting spells are constant. I depend on your help to buy my painkillers and medications to stay alive. Please, please don't hesitate to donate. Please donate now. Please don't leave me alone. Please stand by me.
they absolutely aren't but it's like my roommates are TRYING to make me piss myself hooooooly fuck i got some big fruity refresher thing for lunch and i'm so fucking fwfghhgggg full now and of course it is at this point they both have to use the bathroom for a really long time. i'm literally holding myself rip dog on this one
impulsively doodled flux being controlled and having its clothes manipulated by xko again....... for the latest bra strap meme lol. this was in a magma draw session tho so my brushes/tools were pretty different. fun tho!!
been so long since i could do piss stuff (due to having roommates on similar schedules to me) i've devolved to like. splashing warm water on the front of my boxers to simulate the feeling. so that's where i'm at these days
Gamers getting far too into their game, not being able to pee until the match is over and desperately rubbing their desperate crotch against their seat while spurts escape uncontrollably into their undies.
They keep thinking just a few more minutes... But the growing wet patch on their pants says another thing
this one's a bit of a journey but you gotta stick with me here.
imagine, if you will, a robot maid. She is connected with you via microchip either on your brain or near something vital so that she can tap into your brainwaves and emotions. This is so she can sense your wants and needs immediately as they pass through your mind in order to serve you before you realize you even need to be served. In another world she'd probably accidentally kill someone you got mad at but this is piss world where only the hottest stuff happens so that's not a worry. You've attempted to get her to do some holds for you, but it didn't work before because she got too worried about your health and guilt-tripped you into going. That's the set dressing.
Okay. Something happens. Your robot maid girl glitches out. And it seems okay for a bit. she still cares for you. But then there's a twang in your bladder.
you think, I kind of need to go to the bathroom. and then you move on because it's not that bad yet.
your maid glitches. She hears, I kind of need to- need to go to the bathroom. It's a bit confusing to process.
Oh! She understands! What you want is to need to go to the bathroom! She can do that!
So she starts bringing you tea! And you take it, of course, because you're so used to your robot maid girl at this point that if she gave you cyanide straight from the bottle you'd probably mindlessly take it. Your trust in a generative life form is probably really morally concerning, but again, this is piss world. In this fantasy land the only thing sucking up absurd quantities of water is you.
a few hours pass. And again. A thought crosses by as you cross your legs and tap your pen on the table. I really have to go... But you think, ah, that's just the tea. You can go in a little bit.
She hears, I really have to- have to go. And she smiles as best as a robot can, because she's doing her job so well if you're successfully wanting to have to go to the bathroom. She goes to make more tea.
Your mouth touches the lip of the lip, but you stop yourself. Your bladder is filling rapidly now, starting to ache in a way that would usually be delicious. You can only do holds when your robot girl is powered down, usually. But your busy right now, working from home. It's really best to stop now for a break.
You start to walk over, a little shaky after gravity truly hits, but then your maid stops you. Internally she's panicking. If you go to the bathroom, you'll stop wanting to have to go! And she can hear you, she knows that's what you want! She badly lies, something she isn't programmed to do, telling you she's cleaning the bathroom because you were thinking about how dirty it is and that it isn't safe to go in right now. You try to push past her, but she's a robot. She's small, but her grip is strong. She drags you back to your seat and places the cup back in your hand. You look at her. You take a sip.
It's been another hour. Every time you look away from your cup, it's been refilled. it has also been joined by a glass of water, and the chill in your mouth says you've probably been drinking from it too. You haven't been paying too much attention, trying to focus all of your attention from the heavy weight in your abdomen and towards your work instead. your foot bounces, trying to stim out the need. It's become all encompassing. You asked your maid 40 minutes ago if the bathroom was clean yet. She said that every time you asked, it would take longer for her to clean, and that she would get you when she was done.
You decide right then that she's done whether she likes it or not.
Your legs shake hard when you stand up, and you fight your very hardest not to grab. She's standing in front of the bathroom door when you make it here. Though you don't grab or squirm or tremble, your bladder muscles are straining as hard as possible and your thoughts are a mile a minute.
I need to pee!!! I need to pee right now!!!! Oh my god I'm about to burst!! I wanna go to the bathroom so bad ohhh my god!!
She looks at you and tilts her head. "You're about to bout to burst?"
"You are excused!" You all but snarl. You reach around to the doorknob, but she's grabbing it and you can't outmatch titanium.
"You want to bout to burst?" your maid asks again. A wave hits you, and a muffled whine slips out as you grab at the sides of your pants. Latch-key is hitting at the sight of the door and you're about to lose it.
She leans in towards you, still in the way. "You want to be about to lose it? Or you want to want to lose it?" she giggles. "You should think with better grammar!"
"Get out of my way and stop that mindless rambling!" It's no use.
Then, she gets a flicker in her eye, like she just figured out a puzzle. "Ohhhhh," she says. "You just want to lose it! That's it!" And she lets go of the doorknob to wrap an arm around your back. before you can even try to fight back and make a break for it, her other hand is pressing on your bladder, as gently as she can. Which is to say, hard.
Your bladder muscles didn't have a chance. Piss spurts out of you full force, and your legs almost buckle from the pleasure and relief. You shout "STOP," but that devolves into a moan and she giggles again.
"Don't pretend," she says. "I know what you wanted."
And fuck, she was actually right about that. There wasn't a moment the whole time where you weren't enjoying the pressure, the feeling. You only got up to keep the place clean.
"But that's my job!" The maid says. You find you're not a big fan of her responding to thoughts, but you were the one who had a brain chip installed in you so it'd be hypocritical to complain too hard.
You finish completely soaking yourself with one final sigh of relief, and glare at her harshly. It's not effective with how red your face is. "Fine," you say. "You are cleaning this up and running me a bath immediately."
Your robot maid salutes.
And starts taking off your pants. to "clean those up first," she says.
Her fingers are useful in other ways, but you quickly remember the glitch when she decides what you want most is to want to cum.
(later on in the bath, you give her a very detailed explanation on verbal consent even in the face of mental enthusiasm. She half gets it in the glitched state, so you settle for teaching her what your safewords are and setting up a tech appointment. Just so that your life wouldn't spiral too badly.)
Wish I could be teasing a cute needy whimpery boy by kissing his thighs and the outside of his underwear while he needs to pee so bad that he can’t even let himself be horny. I need him to be begging and pleading for me to pull down his underwear and suck him off already because getting fully hard from being in my mouth is the only thing that can prevent him from wetting himself and spraying all over his legs and the floor. I know what’s going to happen, but I won’t give him what he wants. I have to suckle his half hard cock through the thin fabric, soaking it with my saliva, and I’ll only draw my head back when my lips are suddenly heated by his first couple spurts of pee. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE I WANNA MAKE SOMEONE WET SO BAD
gamergirl gf who is so desperate to win she always forgets to get up and pee so when I come in to check on her and hug her legs clench together and she just starts pissing herself and whimpering and when I try and help her stand up she realizes she’s not done so now she’s made a mess on our floor and left a puddle in her chair and I tell her I’ll take care of it and we slide off her shorts and undies to wash them and she’s stands there bare bottomed while I heat up the shower bonus if our friends hear it
okay okay scenario beamed into my head. person A has a pussy and sits to pee, person B has the ability to stand.
A just sat down on the toilet, about to go, when B walks in and says they have to pee too. they force A's legs open and tell them to keep them there. then, the start to pee, aiming their stream into the gap between A's thighs.
their stream starts to flare a little to one side, the hot liquid licking the inside of A's thigh for a moment. they let out a little gasp, or is it a moan? hearing this, B adjusts their stream--but not to go back in the gap, no, they aim straight at A's clit. that feeling would be so heavenly, so warm and stimulating. maybe A starts peeing sympathetically, or maybe they're too aroused to go now.
either way, what i wouldn't give for a hot person to piss on my clit
trying to sneak off and pee into the snow without anyone noticing but you leave a yellow snow pile instead of a puddle
finally getting home after a long outing but, to the surprise of your friend/partner, you don’t rush for the bathroom… because you already totally lost it and your inner layers soaked it all up
(audience submission!) being so desperate and peebrained that you try to stuff your scarf between your legs or your mittens down your pants to soak up leaks
someone asking why you’re blushing and you pretending it’s just from the cold when it’s actually cause your legs are shaking from the relief of letting go
your legs getting so numb from the chill that you barely even realize you’re slowly dripping
not bundling up enough for the first few snow days and catching a cold and really regretting it when you’re super desperate and every cough and sneeze makes you leak
