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I want a bursting girl borderline pissing herself in my presence to grab my hand and say āfeel my tummyā
I've been holding for hours while we're out on a date. You keep telling me just to wait until we get home so I don't have to use the disgusting public bathrooms you know I hate. By the time we get home, I'm bouncing and whining. Barely able to keep from leaking. I run to the bathroom as soon as the door is unlocked, but you're there stopping me. You tell me you have a fun game for us to play and that I can pee as soon as you say so. You have me get naked and squat in the tub. I'm trembling with the effort of not just letting go right there and feel the pressure in my urethra growing to a maddening level. You return to the bathroom with my favorite blue wand and kneel in the floor next to the tub. You tell me I can go ahead and pee and I sigh with relief as the stream starts. But after the first few drops, you press the wand to my clit and I cry out as my body is overwhelmed with sensation. The stimulation is enough that I can't keep peeing and the stream cuts off. The second I stop peeing, you remove the wand and tell me that I can only cum while I'm peeing so I better be quick. I start my stream up again, but the vibration is too much and I can't keep it up. I stop, you stop. Once I'm finally empty and aching for release, you tell me to go drink some water if I want a chance of cumming tonight.
i swear it's like she's getting herself into these situations on purpose. freak
this is humiliating to admit but sometimes, when i'm doing a hold, i like to edge myself over and over and over again until my brain turns to mush. when my poor pussy is all tense and twitchy like that, it helps me hold the pee in longer, so i get to feel full and floaty all the way until i finally let myself cum! :D then, it all comes out in one release that's so powerful it acts as a not only physical, but also emotional relief.
hopefully some day i'll have a pretty dom doing the edging for me, but for now i just have to be satisfied with my own hands and imagination. i bet if someone got me desperate for an orgasm enough, like really, really far gone, my body wouldn't even offer the option of having an accident. my muscles would be so tense from trying not to cum without permission that all the pee would be trapped inside me until my dom had mercy and let me slip over the edge. sigh, one day.....
noticing lately how much iām into leaking through clothes
really need more videos of someone wearing sweatpants or light colored jeans and trying so hard to hold it back theyāre shaking but they eventually start letting out leaks that get longer and longer until theyāre just fully pissing their pants šµāš«
Lately Iāve been heavily fantasizing about having a bladder dom. In this fantasy, we live together and my bladder is entirely 100% under their control. I pee when they tell me to. I hold when they tell me to. I fill myself up when they tell me to. I can't do anything without their permission. Fuck, I just need this so bad.
AHH I'm so glad that you're turning it into a more positive thing, that's awesome! What do you think your dream omo situation would be? If you don't mind me being nosy and asking ofc!! <3
Look ive been down bad and pent up recently because ive been so busy with deadlines... so this is going to be a bit of a ramble :P
Also I'm so sleepy I'm gonna regret admiting all of this soon lmao
+ I've been thinking of this
(Cw: Irl ideas obviously, mentions of intox, public mentions)
OMO fantasy time..
Being given ultimatums/risky tasks while desperate asf š¤
"you can let out a little leak to relieve the pressure but only with your legs spread in bed and nothing protecting the sheets.. Better not let out too much or you'll soak your bed"
Or
"you can let out a leak but only if it's in your jeans and it's just enough to be visible.. Better not leak too much or you'll soak your jeans and people will notice"
Orrr
"sure you can go to the bathroom, but you can only use the toilet fully clothed.. Would you rather relieve all that pressure and walk out of the bathroom with soaking trousers for everyone to see or keep your bladder bursting and desperate for a bit longer?"
Ughhhh I need someone to make me do stuff like this
Doing a hold so obviously thinking up some OMO fantasies :p
Thinking about being made to hold while out clubbing, especially combined with a remote vibe and a tiny dress š¤š¤ (this is a long one) (desperate afab, controlling amab)
Being fed drink after drink until my head is fuzzy and I'm squirming.
Being pulled onto the dance floor as my bladder fills more and more until i can't dance or jump without having to cross my legs either immidately after or even during.
Once you can see me squirming and crossing my legs you suddenly turn on the vibe, watching from the bar as I gasp and tense up, trying to assure my friends I was fine when they noticed.
You toy with the vibe on low for a while before suddenly turning it up to max, making me freeze as my muscles flex trying to work against the intense vibrations but failing as pee starts to drip down my legs, after a few seconds of leaking you turn the vibe off and let me collect myself.
I hope nobody can see the small streams down my legs as I try my best to regain control, barely managing to fight against the broken seal, deciding to ditch the dancing and after giving a quick glance to the long line for the toilets, head out to the smoking area to hopefully sit and squirm in peace.
You follow me out into the very crowded outside patio, spotting me sat on a bench with a bunch of strangers chatting away about a conversation I was pulled into, squirming against my soaked panties and discreetly grabbing my crotch when I think nobody is looking, if you look hard enough you swear every few seconds you can see a drop leaking onto the ground beneath me.
You wait until I'm deep in conversation to turn the vibe back on low again, watching me stutter and adjust my seat to try and get it away from my sensitive spots.
You toy with it for a maybe ten minutes, occasionally raising the level just enough to make me leak small spurts into my panties, watching it patter quietly onto the ground beneath me, masked by the loud conversation and music, a small puddle forming beneath me.
Eventually you walk over, get me to stand as you take my seat and pull me down onto your lap, your hand resting around my abdomen, a little too tightly, you can feel me squirming and occasionally bounce your leg to make me whimper.
I swallow hard as you pull out your phone, waiting for me to be lost in another drunk conversation before you start toying with the levels, trying to make me leak more little spurts.
You feel me tense as you turn up the settings, tightening your hand over my bladder as you feel a small leak soak into your crotch, the dark fabric of your trousers thankfully hiding it as I feel you start to harden underneath me..
You keep me on my lap until I physically can't sit still and I've leaked into your lap a dozen times, the leaks getting longer and less controlled.
You stand and pull me back inside, watching my hopes rise and fall as we head towards the bathroom and then pass them.
Your eyes search the club until you spot something and get a wicked idea.. The cages.
You smile and pull me into one as soon as its empty, the raised platform putting me on display in front of easily a hundred or so people. You place me in front of you and start to dance with me, making me hide my desperation and hope nobody notices my flushed face and streaks dropping down my legs every few seconds.
Im basically shaking as I fight not to double over and shove my hands in my crotch, every movement stretching my bladder and I hope nobody can hear my gasps and whimpers.
What I didn't realise is you turning your phone on in your pocket and before I know it I'm frozen in place as vibrations run throughout my pussy and bladder, the small leaks turning into streams I can't stop.
Just as people turn their heads to see why I was standing still, you pull me down and out of the cage, back onto the dance floor, not turning the vibe off as you pull me through the entire club, my cheeks burning as I stumble behind you, clenching as hard as I can but not able to fully stop the streams.
You pull me out of the front door and immidately turn down the alley next to the entrance, pressing me against the wall.
I immidately double over and shove my hands between my legs, shaking and moaning as my distended bladder pulsed and twitched as leaks slipped through my panties and fingers.
You force me to straighten up and hike my dress up my hips slightly, exposing my soaked panties as you immidately slip one hand between my legs, toying with my clit and feeling me leak. With your other hand you pull out your phone and turn the vibe up to the max.
You kiss me to keep me quiet as I moan and slump against you, my bladder giving out as relief hits me all at once, piss streaming down my legs and hitting the ground loudly underneath me, forming a puddle.
Your hand never stops teasing me through my panties as my bladder empties, turning off the vibe once it's empty.
Once I'm finally done, you pull my dress back down and pull me back inside, leaving my panties and legs soaked as you buy me more drinks to start the process over again, this time with my bladder 10x weaker and more exhausted š« š« š« š«
Iām in bed edging my clit with my vibe while typing this out.
I finished my 40oz lemonade with an hour and a half left in my shift, and then I had a rush of customers. I was standing and walking and talking and selling while trying not to visibly squirm a potty dance as my bladder just kept filling.
Finally with 45 minutes left on shift and an empty store, I went to the bathroom. I havenāt peed so much for so long in years. It was easily a two minute steady stream of relief.
Then my boss sent me home ten minutes early, so I drove to dinner and forced myself to drink the entire glass of water with my meal. Then I went to my pole fitness class, drank more water, and came home.
Today was day 1 of 5 consecutive work days for me this week. With 6 hour shifts, Iām planning on repeating this. Only one bathroom break at work and only 30 minutes or more after finishing my 40 oz cup.
Iām also probably not getting out of bed until my alarm goes off in the morning, which means edging before my first bathroom break in 10-ish hours.
Iām a blushy, squirmy, horny mess. I need to be bullied about all of this. It would be so much better to have someone in charge of my bladder and my orgasms in person. For now, itās just your voice in my head and your followers getting off to my self-imposed predicaments.
-š
(hopefully you didn't think i had forgotten about you!! little miss frequently vanishes uh. did do that.)
it's a delightful little bathroom schedule you set for yourself!! and you did such a good job following itāi'm sure my followers will love reading along here.
i do think there's some synergy between denial and doing customer service, at least when i've happened to be doing both. even outside a sex context, there's a sort of attentiveness to others that comes along with it to me. the squirmy full bladder situation... well, as a customer i'll admit i would have noticed and probably taken some pleasure in thinking about the interaction, even if most people probably wouldn't have caught it.
... well... you have said you don't have much in the way of a poker face. maybe they could tell. would be a little humiliating, in a thrilling way, having everyone know you were so full of piss.
you did a great job, though! edging and following a bathroom schedule that keeps you nice and full is a great thing to do. maybe the next time the girl in my life is denied for a couple days i'll see if i can't set a few ground rules for her bladder.
imagine, someone cursed to be unable to pee, but they don't realise it until well after a long day of filling up with no time for a break
because they woke up this morning realising they were very late for work, and had no time for their morning pee, and once they get there their boss is refusing to give them even a second off, because they've already missed so much work that has to be done, and eventually the work day is over, but as soon as they get up to go home, they're told they have to work overtime
but EVENTUALLY, they're done, and can go home, but the traffic just could not be slower, they're stopped at every single red light, and there seems to always be someone going at a snails pace in front of them
and after their long and desperate journey, they make it home, spend some time struggling to find their key, before they get in! they rush to the toilet! too desperate to take their pants down, they just sit down, relax, and prepare for the blissful relief they've been craving all day!
and then nothing happens, nothing comes out, they feel like they're about to burst but nothing will come out, they spend so long trying to relieve the urgent need to go, but there's nothing they can do, the relief they've been anticipating so badly will never come
šµāš« omg⦠i love extreme desperation so muchā¦, especially when their bladder is spasming, itās so so full,,, maybe itās a bladder inflation scenario and itās physically been getting in the way of their work.. as they crawl through traffic they feel it getting bigger and heavier⦠by the time they get to the bathroom they have to squish it down so they can barely squeeze past the doorframe. And once they realize they canāt pee, their bladder triples in size⦠now theyāre stuck in the bathroom with a hyper bladder that shows no signs that it will stop filling up⦠Ough šµāš«
Thanks for the ask!!!
pretty girl doing a hold while i fuck her stupid when ?? pretty girl squeezing around my strap and whining that she has to go bad when i hit something that makes her head go all warm and fuzzy when ?? pretty girl finally letting go and having an accident around me when :((
Thinking about being edged in public with a vibrator while dangerously full..
Maybe weāre at the park, you make me walk in front of you as you stare at my ass through the miniskirt you insisted I wore. Thereās a wet spot visible from how long youāve been toying with my cunt. You hum in delight as I leak a little down my legs with every jolt and buzz..
Or perhaps weāre at a friends house, while I struggle not to ruin their brand new couch. Iām having a conversation and you increase the speed every time I open my mouth.. I yelp and my friend asks me if Iām okay, completely oblivious to you in the kitchen where youāre seemingly scrolling on your phone..
Either way, when we finally get home, you set the vibe to full speed and make me stand outside the bathroom.. ignoring my begging and only letting me go in once Iām keening over and struggling to think šš
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Rapid desp kicked my ass tonight lol. Please enjoy this selection of videos I am more than a little embarrassed by. Not sure why so many sounds decided to come out of my mouth tonight eek.
ok ever since a conversation with a certain someone i have NOT been able to get road trip omo off of my mind so in an attempt to purge myself of filthy thoughts:
A and B are kinky friends/a couple going on a little road trip together. A gets to decide what B drinks and which rest stops they get to pee at š
Iām so pissbrained šµāš« I just want someone so bad who will let me swell their bladder until itās literally rock solid. I know thatās a lot to ask. Thatās a lot of vulnerability and intensity. And I respect that soooo much and it makes it that much more special. I just want someone to get a huuuuuge pee bulge for me. And maybe even accidentally, like we find ourselves at a brewery, so lost in conversation that you barely even notice the 4 beers pumping into your bladder, before you start squirming and say oh my god I really have to pee. You grab my arm and even say wow baby feel my tummy. And I do and I just about die with horniness for you. I try to play it cool as I touch your bladder and find it sooooo round and hard as a rock, literally solid and sagging and bulging between your hips. Itās actually so round and full, I find it so cute, and I go to rub it but you jerk back, hunching over, squeezing your legs together and just about touching yourself but trying not to be obvious. āIāve never had to pee like this,ā you whine. Your cunt feels really good, you notice, which is weird. Your bladder feels so intense but you kinda like it, itās like, really big⦠you had no idea. Youāve felt it get full before and kinda bulge and be firm and noticeable, but this is likeā¦.. just huge. You canāt believe it, you really canāt. You have to go so bad you canāt hold still or think about anything else, youāre squirming and mostly just hunching over and at one point you do stand up straight and suck in your stomach and pull down your pants a little to get a good look at your bladder. I canāt believe it, itās so hot, you having a bladder bulge right in front of me, and a big one. You pull your skin taut, your bladder literally looks bigger than a bowling ball, itās really round and hard, it sits low between your hips, the lowest part of the round bulge between your public hair, then your big balloon swelling into your lower belly, and when I touch it itās completely hard. Not firm, like I canāt poke it at all, itās a rock. Youāre breathless, you just keep saying āfuck.ā And āIām bursting, fuck, my bladder is gonna pop.ā
Then you start to confessā¦. āI like it,ā you say so shy and quiet. We are in public and youāre looking around like youāre wondering if you can let any out. You tell me youāre feeling lightheaded and not running straight. Youāre drunk and your inhibitions are lowered, your bladder is taking over, youāre so pissbrained right now. Youre hunching over and your eyes are crossing and your head is spinning. āGodā¦. I canāt take it⦠but I love itā¦. I feel like Iām gonna cum.ā You admit. You clutch yourself and say āitās really bad.ā You start to grind on me, resting your big tummy on me. Which I love. I want you to sit on my lap so I can rub your bladder subtly and eventually you pee yourself in my lap. And the best part is you wonāt even think youāre about to pee all over yourself, you think you actually can walk to the bathroom, until that first squirt comes out of you. You are squirming around, grinding your peehole back and forth on whatever you can press it into⦠the chair, me, the leg of the tableā¦. Youāre using anything to hold. You love this feeling, you want more to drink even but I caution you and say baby youāre actually really full. Like, I can feel it. Your bladder actually canāt hold anymore, and you insist itāll stretch a little further, it has to. You stretch out your big piss balloon inside, as wide and full as itāll go. You put a hand on each side of your bladder and on top and bottom. Itās so round, starting to look like itās the size of a beach ball. You look pregnant with pee. You cannot stop rubbing it and moaning and rubbing it on meā¦. Just caressing me with your lower tummy, so big. Your belly, just hanging out of youā¦. Fuck. I am so obsessed with big bladder bulges. Itās so cute to me that youād get soooooooooooooo so desperate to pee that your bladder would actually be visibly swollen. And since youāre so obsessed with it you just couldnāt stop trying to hold it in, to keep yourself so full. So you wouldnāt let yourself go, your pee would just squirt out. While you sat on me. Youād always cry and hug me while long spurts came out. Youād try to get a grip, sometimes for a full ten seconds while a loud waterfall hit the ground. Then youād stop pissing all over yourself and me and youād check your bladder and drink some more. You wanted to stay rock hard forever, you were just so into it. You kept rubbing your bladder on me in a way that I just loved, caressing me with it between losing it, you took about an hour to pee on me all the way, until we went to the bathroom for you to let the rest out, and to my surprise and your embrassaswmt, you peed for like two more minutesā¦ā¦ it was so hot but genuinely impressive. I could believe you could have so much, and you kept saying āoh god I have so much pee,ā and āIām peeing so much.ā And āwill it ever stop oh my god fuckā
Ugh Iām sooooo piss brained!!! I canāt stop fantasizing about the biggest bladder literally EVER and the longest hardest pee known to man I just canāt stop thinking about it fuck I want it so bad