silly

19 they/them

[someonepixie]

call me Monty !!

19, they/them, neptunic aegosexual

Asks open, DMs closed (i feel safer when it's less personal)

DNI: minors, zoophiles, pedos

Into: omorashi, rapid desperation, aphrodisiac

Not into (but welcome): petplay, extreme dom/sub, bdsm

Not into (please don't involve me in): messing, ab/dl, ageplay, incest/fauxcest, emeto, misgendering kink

I'm aegosexual so most of my turn-ons are theoretical and I would not like them irl!! I'm dipping my toes into irl omo but will mostly post fantasy

[omotrix]

Having fun with your cute pee maid!

Your adorable maid is full to the brim yet again grinding their thighs erratically as they beg for another partial release. Telling them to prepare tea for the both of you and you'll consider it. 

Watching in amusement as your maid rushes to the kitchen, hands shoved deep into their crotch as they squirm in front of the boiling kettle. 

Seeing them return with a platter containing two cups, shifting from foot to foot as they set down both cups onto the table below- wincing at the pressure brought by bending down. Watching your maid beg once again for some relief, making them wait as you consider. 

Massaging their poor bladder as they twist their legs, whining and begging, trying not to leak. Lifting their skirt up to see the distended bladder they've adorned- admiring the way it bulges out with all the liquids you've made them drink. 

Finally you stand up and lead your poor maid to the bathroom, slow and steady as they pause occasionally to overcome waves of desperation. Reaching the bathroom as your maid stumbles in and clumsily sits on the toilet seat- awaiting your permission to start peeing. Letting them wait a couple of agonizing minutes as you take in the beautiful sight as they shift desperately, hands clasping at their crotch as they pant and look at you with pleading eyes. 

After a couple of minutes you let them pee. Your maid immediately starts gushing, sighing loudly as torrents of piss pour out of them- moaning at the relief of pressure. You observe your maids blissful expression before commanding them to stop. 

Your maid stops peeing instantly. With a whine they clutch their crotch forcefully as they attempt to stop the small leaks threatening to spill. Their bladder much smaller than before- but still slightly bulging, still extremely firm to the touch. Your maid grinds their shaky thighs together and cautiously stands up. They tap their foot on the ground, bucking their hips as you press on their screaming bladder- a few drops of piss splattering on the ground as your maid shakes violently. Finally making your maid wash their hands, streams of water teasing them before heading back to the couch together.

Your maid thanks you for the relief, picking up a cup of tea and drinking it swiftly, bending over as it hits their unrelieved bladder. You smile at your maid knowing that they’re wondering when they will get a full release… (hint: no time soon~)

[warmf3mm3]

Pop. This is a true story about a time I drank my entire water bottle plus a 32 oz beer and then drove an hour in traffic home from the beach. My bladder was a beach ball sitting in my little sandy bikini. And yes, it was a true emergency, and yes, I popped and pissed my entire bladder out in my car. I was that full. So here’s the story!

I just can’t help myself, but when I have to pee, the attention on my pussy just makes me feel so turned on. And when I’m so turned on like that, it feels so good to finally pee. So I want to pee as much as possible, and I want to feel such a high ecstasy of relief from complete desperation, that I stretch my bladder out, holding as much pee as I can take. Then when I finally lose it, I can pee so hard, so far, and so much. I can enjoy the feeling of hot piss shooting from my pussy. I feel so turned on I could die. I love to rub my full full bladder, its weight bearing down on my clit and pee hole, making me throb, making me hot, making me drip. Making me leak. Piss seeping out of me as my bladder fights for relief.

So that’s how I found myself in the situation I was in, where I’d drank an entire 32oz modelo, and a lot of water, and I was stuck in traffic for an hour. My bladder was so full my head was spinning. My eyes were crossing. My pussy ached. My bladder ached, my clit ached. I was so turned on but also couldn’t think straight, piss urgency was all my mind could do. “Gotta pee gotta pee gotta go gotta piss fuck I’m gonna piss my car” was all I could think. All I could anticipate was my pussy shooting piss into my car… that and trying not to crash. I was so screwed. I had to go so bad and I was 32 minutes from home. I knew I wouldn’t make it. My mistake was that I overestimated myself. My bladder capacity, really. See, I’ve always had this fetish and I’ve stretched out my bladder over the years. Nothing major, but I have held to the point of swelling my bladder a few times before. I’ve gotten it to feel pretty big and firm, and I’ve pissed my heart out for minutes on end. I’ve gotten myself so lost in it that I’ve orgasmed during the pee explosion, giving myself a pee-gasm. It’s the most intense and sensational experience I could ever have, it’s the bladder relief of hours long desperation, it’s the feeling of hot piss jetting out of my body, it’s the throbbing clit helping to pump piss out faster and harder…… I’m in absolute heaven. I’m in pure ecstasy and relief. And the stakes are always so high, my bladder can get so big and so full, full to the point of exploding. And I let it explode out of my body, through my throbbing piss hole, shooting piss into the sky, across the room, into walls, shooting it into mattresses or towels or clothes or pillows or blankets…. Shooting piss through my panties, losing control completely, desperately pissing myself because I have no choice…. Shooting piss into pillows and humping them as I soak them involuntarily, just an exploding bladder….. And coming as I do it. So yeah I have some experience.

So there I was trapped in my car and absolutely losing my mind with pee desperation. I’m already sitting in a pee puddle. I’ve been seeping and leaking piss for a solid 10 minutes already, and I’m never going to make it. My bladder is visibly sagging out of my body, a bowling ball sitting between my hips.

I’m at 1,000% capacity and piss is coming out, right there in the car with “oh my god, I’m going…. Fuck, I’m peeing. I’m peeing. I’m peeing oh my god it feels so good.” And then I start to cum. I stop myself immediately. I can’t lose my whole bladder right here in my car. I know I’m going to piss, like, a gallon. I’m literally going to let out a horse piss and I can’t do that in my car. So I stop the pee and cum and just sit in my sopping mess, in absolute agony.

As I was saying, my bladder was too full. I thought I could handle it. I guzzled a whole 32 oz bottle of beer, and then so I could drive I drank almost my whole water bottle. I don’t know what I was thinking. I couldnt hold that much. I already had to go and I kept drinking. No, I kept guzzling. I was downing water as my bladder filled. Chugging liquids as they poured straight into my swollen bladder. My aching pussy. My swollen sopping wet clit begging me to drink more. I was hypnotized. I wanted to be huge. I wanted to be full like never before. I wanted to be rock hard, and I overdid it.

I was driving and squirming. My belly was so huge and hard. Touching my aching bladder and being shocked and concerned at how hard it was. I had to keep letting pee out. I had no choice. I pissed myself a little bit every few minutes, I just had to or I’d explode. My bladder was rock solid and HUGE. I had never seen it so big. I had no idea I could get so full. It was fucking amazing. I was ecstatic. It was so erotic, to see my tummy sag and stretch like that, to see my huge bulging bladder as a visible validating of my feelings — true and unavoidable piss desperation. I was squirming so bad. Lifting up and going back down, squeezing my thighs so tight they hurt. Knocking my knees together. My eyes were crossing my bladder was so big. I had to pee so so so so bad. I had never had to pee so bad in my life. I squirmed. I squirted out little jets and felt no relief. My nails dug into my steering wheel as pee dripped off my seat. Trying to drive my car was agonizing. I was squirming and spurting. I profoundly had to pee. It felt so good. It felt soooooo good. My clit throbbed. I squeezed my legs tighter and throbbed. I rubbed. I put my hand in between my legs. I pinched my pussy closed with my fingers and I still feel droplets squeak out. My bladder was pushing so hard to let pee out. I was letting it come out because I knew i had to or I’d burst, but I couldn’t truly piss like I needed to in my car. But god I needed to. I rocked my hips forward to try to make more room in my body for my aching, huge bladder. I hunched forward. I tugged the seatbelt off my tummy. My big bloated tummy. I moved the seatbelt away with my hands and realized how my bladder had just been pressing up against it.

I squirmed around and then I stared to really piss myself. I just couldn’t keep it in my tummy. My big bloated tummy couldn’t hold it in. Whenever I moved my legs even slightly open pee shot out. A strong jet, a rope. Id snap my legs shut with a splash. I couldn’t believe I was losing control, but then I really could because all I could even think about or feel was the desperate need to pee. I was so insanely turned on. I was ready to cum with the slightest touch.

I had a one track mind on my pussy. I had to piss so bad I could die. And I had to cum. But most importantly I had to piss, and in fact I was pissing, right then and there, into my panties and into my car seat. Pissing. I couldn’t stop I was so desperate, I couldn’t have physically stopped. I put my hand down there and clamped myself shut and piss droplets found their way out anyways. I whispered to myself “I’m peeing…”

I was driving. Driving and peeing. Fantasizing about piss jets and water fountains. I needed to spray like nobody’s business. I needed to GO. I ached. I was fully desperate. All I could see beyond the steering wheel was visions of myself spraying. On a bed, my hips lifting up involuntarily, spraying piss across the room. Hitting the wall with it. Moaning with relief, but not for 30 seconds. It takes me 30 seconds of full force squirting out a thick stream to even begin to feel relief. That’s how full I am. That’s how big my bladder is. That’s how stretched out my bladder is, how well trained I am. Years of bladder stretching and holding. I know my limits and I know I was surpassing them in this car, that’s why I was constantly pumping piss out the whole time into my nice car. Spraying my leather seats through my loose bikini.

Oh my god I was gonna pop. Fantasizing about shooting piss into the mattress. I wished I was home. I wished I could piss with abandon. I don’t want to keep pissing into my pathetic little hand. I wanted to hold. I was desperate to try. Keep it in. Hold it like a big girl. Hold your pee. So I clamped my legs shut. I felt a little puddle arise between my thighs. I felt so defeated. I looked down at my bladder and I felt couldn’t believe the size of it. I put my hand on it and stroked it and I couldn’t believe how sore it was. I was literally going to explode if I didn’t pee. I was beyond capacity and I knew I was going to burst. My bladder was going to pop. I was going to bust. I was going to blow. Bursting, bursting, bursting. Have to pee so bad. Head spinning eyes crossing, bladder exploding. I opened my legs. A thick spray of piss in every direction. I feel the build up to coming already. I’m shooting ropes into my car, while I’m sitting in traffic. I’m exploding. I’m peeing. God, I’m peeing. Fuck. I need to pee so much. Fuck. I don’t even feel relieved yet but it feels so good. I rest my hand on my bursting bladder and let myself piss, I feel the hot streams of piss hit the back of my legs, it’s truly jetting, I’ve rarely ever seen myself pee so hard. My little pussy needs to cum, and I’m about to cum right then and there, right into my piss puddle when all of a sudden traffic is moving and they’re honking at me. I snap my legs closed with a big splash. My rope of piss stops and immediately I’m in agony. My eyes are crossing, I’m trying to drive, but all I can think of is I have to pee so much more I have to pee so so so bad. My bladder is still very firm. Letting all that pee out only made it worse and now my pussy was absolutely throbbing with desire. My whole organ is swollen, red, hot, wet. Demanding attention. NEEDING to cum but NEEDING to piss even worse. “I need to piss like a racehorse,” I said and meant it. My clit was rock hard and standing up, pulsing and throbbing at the air, begging to cum. I was so turned on, so wet, so hard.

She loved pissing herself. She was overcome with desperate desire.

I ground my pussy into my wet puddle of a leather seat. My pussy throbbed. It threatened to cum every second. If I dared to touch my clit I would cum so hard I’d piss and crash. And god, I HAD TO PISS. PISS PISS. PEEEEE. PEEEE. SHOOOOOT PISSSSS is all I could think. My eyes crossing. Agonizing fantasies of shooting ropes of piss into my windshield. And suddenly it became real as my hips lifted and I just let my piss fly. I shot my piss right int my window. Hard. Fuck it felt good. I let it go. “I’m going I’m going. I’m peeing. Oh my god I’m peeing. I’m sorry. I’m going pee…”

I could not stop. “I can’t stop peeing…” I was bursting, a fountain. I had a waterfall of pee shooting upward from between my legs, from my pussy, spraying a wide and messy spray at full force. I pushed a little more and the mess consolidated into a hot little laser beam, half an inch thick and just… shooting. Hard. I had never pissed so hard, I was truly in an emergency. I believe my bladder was about to rip and I had to piss fast to empty it before I absolutely burst at the seams, literally. So like a valve, I just lose control. Luckily traffic was at a standstill for the full 3 minutes it took me to pee. I couldn’t believe it, I peed FOREVER. As if a cork popped off, as if a valve holding a high pressure load, as if a FIRE HYDRANT BURST, my pussy just let go to the most high pressure explosion I’ve ever seen. My pee exploded out of me. I had to go so fucking bad, my peehole just opened and my bladder squeezed. I was a fucking hose. Right into my car. Soaked it through. And I didn’t care, I couldn’t care, because I went limp, my pussy took all my body’s energy to spray pee. Like a valve, I didn’t stop until my bladder was empty. My full full belly just drained itself. My rock solid tummy, round and plump, full of bladder, just couldn’t take it anymore. My mouth hung open, I was in a stupid little trance, my pussy THROBBED, and my clit, hot and full of blood, twitched as it got sprayed with the piss that was flying out of me. I was in a trance state, hypnotized, only aware of my own peeing. The pure pleasure I felt, how my nipples grew three sizes and turned bright red, how my whole pussy was a swollen begging mess, how I had just never felt so turned on in my life, and how I knew that soon, the orgasm that would find me would rock my entire world. As I pissed and pissed, I lifted my hips up, eyes crossing but fixed on my stream, and I ruuuubbbeddd my bladder. I gave it so much love as it emptied. I sat there with a hand on each side of my bladder, it was that big. I loved it and adored it, and I just sat there and watched myself pee, so hard the entire time, a rush of piss flying out of me and making a MESS. Sometimes my stream got thick and messy, spraying in three different directions, and sometimes my stream just shot forward. My tongue rolled out of my mouth as I just watched myself go. Thinking of all I drank. And just peeing, peeing, peeing, so lost in the orgasmic peeing. And when my peegasm started I was ready for it, my piss started coming out in spurts, starting and stopping as my pussy clenched and throbbed and my clit twitched in the air. Still, peeing away. Peeing like a faucet and then stopping for my cunt to throb, then peeing like a faucet again, 5 seconds of piss, spraying, and then a 2 second break while my cunt throbbed inward again, then it pushed out again and my pee went jetting out again. I was coming and peeing so hard, I couldn’t believe it. I was thanking god traffic was still stopped. I was coming back to my senses when I had to start driving again, and you better believe I was driving and pissing still, a little stream shooting into the back of my legs from my pussy. And I’m still going crazy, I’m still in piss/bladder/clit heaven land. I’m starting to grope my own stream, pee hard and slow into my own hand. I’m still rubbing and grabbing at my bladder. I want it hard again already. I loved that it was ROCK. FUCKING. HARD. swollen with piss. God. Fuck. My little tank just turns me on soooooo much. So I drove home like that, eyes crossing and nearly fainting from being so horny, intermittently peeing the whole time.

[sokinky-sowet]

I have to piss so fucking bad it’s so painful omg

[your-puppyy]

Uh oh

[splatboi]

So uh, a summary of today’s hold. I guess

I started to really feel a need to pee after dinner today. It’s been disgustingly hot all day (thank you heat wave) so I’ve been guzzling water and generally sweating it all out, so my need to pee hasn’t been that bad. But as the sun set and the heat went down, my thirst persisted but my sweating lessened a lot. I think you can all see where this is going

I managed to rush through all my chores (laundry, dishes, changing my bed sheets, the whole world honestly) while it gradually filled up, and had to shift my trousers higher and higher over my growing bulge while shoving my boxers lower and lower on my hips cause they were too short and tight to be pulled up over my bladder 🫠

When it was all done I settled into bed for a bit and just well, edged myself while strolling through tumblr. Got myself nice and worked up as I drank more water and everything swelled bigger and bigger 🥴

Eventually I decided I should try and hold it while actually doing something, cause it wasn’t bad yet (I thought) so I stood up to walk to my desk ans immediately felt all the liquid in my body DROP

My bladder felt thick, full, heavy. Like a drum between my hips and I just, was so caught off guard by how full it was

I went from lying in bed with my legs spread like it’s no problem to squirming and gripping my cunt for support trying not to leak while standing up. I ended up shirking my pj pants (cause they were also digging into me) and balling them up tightly so I could sit and grind on them while I wrote.

Turns out, counting how many edges you did over a three day weekend requires basic arithmetic I was barely capable of in my current state, and it took me far longer than I’d like to admit to add together a bunch of single digits

Once I managed that I basically gave up cause I couldn’t think straight. I was rutting into my wad of fabric like a dog and panting to myself trying to hold it all in

In a brief moment of clarity I decided to get up, cause leaking in my Work Chair that I use for Actual Work is a bad idea; and had to literally vice grip my cunt to hold everything back as I waddled to, well, I couldn’t figure out where

I eventually collapsed on the floor in front of my bed and kept humpinf the wadded fabric between my thighs. Head resting on the bed frame looking like I was basically praying to keep all this piss in me and I bounced and fucked my dick into this fabric trying to hold back the flood

the pressure got worse though. Despite all my efforts I could feel it getting bigger and bigger and I got more and more nervous cause I didn’t wanna do a big leak into my pjs I didn’t know what to do uhm uhm uhm

Didn’t wanna leak on the bed, I just cleaned it

Not chair, h work in that

Don’t wanna leak in underwear it- it’s clean(? Yeah idk what I was thinking either here but yes I did take my underwear off, aka the only fabric to catch piss in, and was pacing around my room butt naked with not a thought to my name)

Where- where leak

My brain was genuinely full of piss I couldn’t think a single thought

It’s not an exaggeration to say the only thing holding my piss back as I got more and more frantic was literally just the sheer force of my hand gripping onto my pee hole. I could feel the liquid mounting up against the walls of my cunt and little drips starting to get past as I scrambled for something, anything

Glass empty glass oh fuck

I’d emptied a glass earlier when drinking and literally collapsed to my knees as I grabbed it and shoved it under my cunt

Watching little drips leak out as I pantsd and panted nonononono until I had to adjust my grip slightly and a whole cups worth of water burst out of me and half of it didn’t even make it to the glass and was on the floor and I really started to panic cause I was genuinely losing control and couldn’t hold it in much longer

I scrambled to adjust my grip but more jetted out so I tried to take advantage of my slight emptiness to throw my underwear back on and run downstairs to the toilet with the glass in tow

I wanted desperately to make it just 10, not even that, under 10 minutes until the hour changed cause it’d be a nice round number and I’d have been holding for like 6 hours but no my body had other plans

I was kneeling over the glass again after immediately throwing my increasingly damp boxers on the floor and doing everything in my power to hold it back. My brain was literally empty besides panting and holding just holding just gripping as tightly as possible on my hands and knees fuckfhckfuckitsgonnahappen againno-

The dam of my fingers broke again and another bladder spasm slipped through; even bigger than before. I could see the piss shining on th hardwood floods and see the increasingly less room available in the glass for me to leak into as I lost more and more control

It kept coming out I couldn’t stop it

First one spurt then another then a whole several second leak, if you could even call it that, I was basically pissing into the glass at that point

I managed to clench off when it reached the rim, cause I genuinely don’t know what I would’ve done if I overflowed that glass; and just tried, tried so hard; to hold the rest of it in

I’d leaked basically 300ml, even more accounting for the floor mess at that point, surely I could hold the rest?

No

I had my hand clamped on my pussy again when I heard - more than felt, cause at this point I was so light headed I could barely feel what my body was doing - more drips slip past my fingers into the glass. Another flood was coming and I couldn’t hold it back any longer

Nononononono

I forced myself to stand and stumbled the last few steps backwards; leaving a small trail of droplets behind me, and finally sat down on the toilet

I thought after all the leaks I had, that maybe my actual piss wouldn’t be that long. My muscles are tired, the desperation is more from that than the fluids

Nah

I pissed like a goddamn hose for another 35 seconds. Just endless liquid thundering out of me as I slumped back and let my cock throb from all the pressure being let out. I felt like a deflating balloon

I was so sleepy after that. Cleanup was a bitch. Which I’ve never ever had to do before just, cleaning up a puddle of piss and pouring away this full glass of it and ung

I’ve never had my muscles really give out on me like that before. I’ve been desperate yes, bursting absolutely. I’ve even leaked uncontrollably before. But never like this - bar one time, where I also partially flooded the floor, but this was different cause I was able to stop then (barely, but still). This time I genuinely felt like I couldn’t.

Every leak felt like my body forcibly pushing against me, forcing my urethra open, forcing my piss past my clenched fingers, cause it needed to come out and it needed to come out NOW

if I hadn’t gotten onto the toilet right then and there I have no doubt I would’ve flooded the glass and the floor and just have been kneeling in a(n even bigger) puddle of piss

I just, hmmm

Never lost control like that before

Feels, like a lot

But I think the main thing is I wanna do it again

Just, maybe a bit better planned next time

This was a lot for an unplanned hold

I’m so sleepy now sigh

Enjoy a photo my splattered mess on the floor below the cut, bulge photo in a separate post.

Goodnightttt

(Did not get a photo of the leaks in my room cause I was panicking too much to get one just trust me it was a lot)

[oceansriver]

I saw this post earlier and I thought it was a genius idea. Cropped out the original gal who posted it in case she didn't want her face all over Omo Tumblr but hhnnghhhh

The concept for this would go CRAZY.

One designated pisser for an entire room. Everyone sends their piss to one person who has to RACE to the toilet to get there in time.

Someone interested in doing a hold but doesn't want to wait starts accepting every piss request they can get until they're twisted up and biting their lip and stifling their whines because it hit all at once and feels so damn good.

Accepting an emergency piss request from someone about to wet themselves so now you're completely exploding because the amount you agreed to take is incredibly large.

Sitting on a toilet all day just to accept every piss request to keep the feeling of peeing going. Hnnngghhh I would literally kill for something like this.

[at--capacity]

from this, to this, to that, to...

[makinguburst]

the best

the best sex I ever had was with an EXTREMELY full bladder. I’m talking started to leak when my panties came off full. I’m talking my peehole was stinging and throbbing full. I mean so full, that I was in tears when he tried to get on top. As he was lowering himself down while also inside me was the most intensely full bladder I’ve ever felt in my life. Violently throbbing while I clenched every right, every thrust hitting my overfilled bladder, pounding against that bursting ball of piss, really to explore at the next thrust of pressure. I could feel my bladder from the inside and the outside. when he pulled himself out of me, I started pissing completely without warning, I couldn’t have been about clench myself to stop the power of this piss. It was heavenly. He grabbed two towels and I drenched almost most of both and the bedsheet.

[splatboi]

Bladder bulge pics from like january i forgot to post hold vs my normal flat tummy 🥴

[diamondrelief]

Omorashi contest part 1, vote in the next post on who should win ;)

Loudspeakers blared overhead. The announcer-woman’s voice was excited to the verge of tears, gulping air as it echoed around the stadium.

“Ladies and gentleman! Welcome! Welcome to the twenty-fourth annual Bladder Control Contest!”

Two women stepped onto stage.

“Here are our two contestants! On the left, Veronica Alysia!”

The crowd turned toward Veronica and she posed with her hands on her hips. Her long bleach blonde hair flowed over her shoulder in waves that got smaller toward the ends. She wore tight velvety pants, bedazzling across the back. Her shirt had a leopard print. Her lips were painted cotton candy pink and she smiled at the crowd, revealing a smily face piercing at the top of her gums. Veronica was the reigning champ of the game for three years running. Some of the audience had merch of her name and bright pink logo.

Veronica stared up at the audience, her own face staring back down from tshirts and shaker bottles. The stage lights beating down on her were so hot her face was flushing.

“And on the right, Luna Crain!”

Luna had her arms behind her, her head tilted to one side. She stared at Veronica with pointed eyes, thick and sharp eyeliner painted over her lids. Her lips were a dark, pale blue. She was wearing very short black shorts with two studded belts and fishnet tights reaching up to her stomach that was just barely visible beneath her ripped shirt, clearly DIYed to be off-the-shoulder. She pushed her thickly curled brown hair to one side and put her middle finger up at the audience. They gasped and then cheered. She was a punky newcomer challenging Veronica, but there was a catch! She held a bladder record of 15 liters. She might be hard to beat.

Luna couldn’t keep her eyes off Veronica. Veronica was so gorgeous, she desperately wanted to see Veronica squirm. The crowd loved an underdog and Luna believed in herself. She was already excited.

“Alright folks! If you don’t know the rules, the girls must answer pop culture questions. Every wrong answer, they have to drink 500 ml. Every hour they have to drink 100 ml and they draw a card outlining a penalty. Now who’s ready?”

The audience shrieked. There was an electric air of happy tension as each woman drank 100 ml of water. Veronica gulped it in one go, scoffing at Luna, who sipped slowly and carefully, gaze still focused on Veronica. Then they began.

Veronica: 100 ml

Luna: 100 ml

Hour: 0

“Veronica, as our reigning champion, you go first! Choose a category.”

“I’ll take media!” Veronica crossed her arms, a cocky expression on her face.

“Alright then! Originally a musical based on a book, this movie adaptation grossed almost $350 million in 2025?”

Veronica laughed. “Wicked: For Good. Give me a hard one!”

“That’s correct!”

The crowd cheered and the loudspeaker moved forward.

“Now Luna! What’s your category?”

Luna shrugged, staring at the cameras with half-closed eyes. “I’ll take celebrity moments, hun.”

“Ah yes, celebrity moment! This blonde pop star has made waves with her music career since starring in Disney Channel series Girl Meets World!”

Luna thought for a moment. She could swear she knew the name but it wasn’t coming to her. Admittedly, she mostly listened to 90s music, but she was certain she’d heard at least one song. Her brain pulled forth nothing and she felt stress creeping over her.

“Uhh…Taylor Swift?” She knew it was wrong but she couldn’t remember the correct answer.

“No, sorry Luna. That’s a loss.”

The crowd sighed until they saw the 500 ml of water come out of the table in front of Luna. She took the bottle and began to chug the water. It was cold and quite refreshing and she was confident she’d be fine.

“Now it’s time for a penalty! Please take a card each.”

They drew a card. Luna’s said to do three jumping jacks, no problem for her, she wasn’t even feeling the water yet. Veronica’s card was to drink 250 ml so she did, no problem.

Round 2!

Veronica: 350 ml

Luna: 600 ml

Hour: 0.30

“Veronica, your turn!”

“I’ll take celebrity moments too!” Veronica said and stuck her tongue out at Luna, who winked back at her.

“Celebrity moments it is! Shia LaBeouf is in hot water for an alleged incident at a bar in this city!”

Veronica thought for a moment but she has no answer. Shia LaWho? When was the last time he was in the news? Recently probably, but she wasn’t sure. She thought until the clock ran out.

“No wait give me more time!”

“Sorry, Veronica! That’s a loss.”

Veronica flipped her hair over her shoulder. “That’s okay! I’ll get the next one.” She drank 500 ml in a short but graceful sort of way.

“Luna, your category?”

Luna thought for a moment, then answered. “Music please!”

“This 2020 Chappell Roan song found viral fame in the 2024-2025 period, despite her performing it to only about fifty fans at a field day in LA years prior!”

“Pink Pony Club!” Luna exclaimed and the crowd erupted in excitement, showering her with applause. She stared at Veronica, who was very faintly sweating.

They each took a card. Veronica prayed not to have to drink more. Instead she pulled a 3-push up card, which she did with ease. Luna picked up a card that said to listen to a waterfall through headphones for 1 minute. She did. The rushing water made her twitch but she convinced herself she was still fine.

Each woman drank 100 ml as the hour passed.

Veronica: 850 ml

Luna: 700 ml

Hour: 1

Luna’s legs closed and Veronica noticed. She picked her upper lip, careful to avoid her lipstick. Luna noticed and laughed. She knew Veronica wasn’t far behind her.

“What is your category, dear Veronica?”

She looked up and thought for a moment.

“Music!”

“These two rappers had a famous battle that escalated in 2024, even though it began in 2013!”

“Kendrick Lamar and…” Veronica paused. She couldn’t seem to remember the other name. How could it slip her mind just like that? Why was the water hitting her so quickly?

“Time up Veronica, sorry! That’s a loss.”

Veronica accepted her fate and downed the extra 500 ml. She took a sharp breath, feeling her stomach hurt.

“Luna?”

“How about video games?”

“Creator of Stardew Valley and up and coming game the Haunted Chocolatier, this game dev goes by the handle of…”

“ConcernedApe!” Luna burst out excitedly.

“That’s right!” The crowd clapped happily.

Veronica glared and Luna shot back with a prideful gaze, her belts slipping over her hips and closed legs. Veronica fumbled with the waist of her pants.

They each pulled a penalty card. Veronica’s penalty was to squat for 1 minute. She did, feeling her pants tighten around her stomach, and her bladder tightened. Luna’s was to drink 200 ml of sparkling water and Luna did, her legs twitching.

Veronica: 1350 ml

Luna: 900 ml

Hour: 1:30

Luna’s legs were pressed together, thighs sweating beneath her tights. She still felt she was fine. The sparkling water was running through her, making her stomach gurgle.

Veronica was swearing. She’d had a lot to drink already and it was going through her quickly. She felt her bladder growing but she tried to ignore it.

“What’s your category, Veronica?”

“YouTubers.”

“As of March 2025, the number one most disliked is…”

“YouTube Rewind 2018!” Veronica finally knew the answer.

“Correct!”

The crowd screamed with affection and Veronica waved, trying to play off the dancing of her hips.

“Luna, category?”

Luna was struggling, gripping her table and breathing. Her knees crossed.

“Uhhhh give me television!”

“Animated show Smiling Friends take place in this state!”

Luna wagged her hips back and forth, desperately hoping her answer is correct. “Um, I-I’m not sure. Maryland?”

“Ooooh, close. It was Pennsylvania, sorry.”

Luna cursed herself as she drank another 500 ml, her bladder hurting. Veronica laughed before stopping herself as it loosened her hold. She quickly tightened herself again and drew a breath in.

They each pulled a card. Luna’s was to do 5 jumping jacks. She took a couple strained steps backward and forced herself to open her legs, her bladder threatening her. Her stomach throbbed as she jumped up and dark. The heavy sloshing made her crazy and she finished them as quickly as possible, tightening her legs together and holding a hand in her crotch. Veronica’s penalty was to put her hand in a bowl of warm water for thirty seconds. She dunked in her long nails and dainty knuckles. Her bladder pulsed and she danced, squishing her wrist bone into her pussy. It was so full but still not close to her limit.

Each drank 100 ml on the hour.

Veronica: 1450 ml

Luna: 1500 ml

Hour: 2

“As hour two is here, how are we feeling, loves?”

Veronica tapped the microphone and spoke into it, her cute voice echoing across the audience. “Hi everyone! Thank you for standing by me! I know I can do it, if you believe in me!” She poked a finger into her slit, doubling over, her other hand leaning on her knee.

The Luna spoke, “Hey everybody! Thanks for coming out to see us! I can’t wait to totally destroy the competition!” Her tone was playful and competitive. “Thanks for being in my corner! I won’t let down my fans!” She uncrossed her legs, refusing to show her desperation. She waved at the crowd.

“This is a special round!” The doors opened and the massive conveyer belt below them pulled away the tables and replaced them with a simple obstacle course. “If you can make it through this without leaking then you don’t have to drink! Let’s go!”

Veronica and Luna struggled against each other to get over the foam blocks in their way. Luna pushed Veronica over but Veronica grabbed her shirt and pulled her down too. They sank into the blocks, each quickly squeezing their hands in their crotches to avoid leaking. Once they felt safe, they both stood and leapt over the short beam. Then they grabbed the monkey bars and flew over the water pit below. Unfortunately they grabbed the same bar at the same time and it cracked under their weight, dropping both of them in the ankle-height water not far below. Luna cried out and Veronica let the tiniest leak slip into her panties, but it was visible.

“Ooh, Veronica you’re out! That can’t be much though, I’d doubt it’s even 50 ml. You must still be bursting.”

Veronica got out of the water quickly and stood up, waddling to the side with both of her hands in her crotch. She was indeed bursting, her bladder so tight and full. Her stomach was bulging beneath her velvet pants, like she was in the early months of pregnancy.

Luna got out of the water unscathed but the climb out was too much for her and a tiny drop of water appeared in her pants.

“That’s a leak, Luna, sorry! But again, not much at all. How torturous.”

Luna groaned, holding herself and dancing, one hand on her big stomach, sweat dripping down her face.

“Sorry babes! Here’s your punishment!”

The tables scrolled back with a 1 liter bottle of water on each one.

Luna took the bottle, looking at it with malice. She shook her head and chugged the whole bottle. Close to bursting, she fumbled to unlatch her belts which were tight around her plump bladder. Veronica drank her bottle somewhat slowly, hoping if she gave it more time it would take longer to reach her bladder. She was so full anyway, her faux pregnancy only getting worse.

The crowd screamed and the two women tried to wave politely.

Finally they each took a penalty. Luna’s was to be tickled for 1 minute. A stagehand stepped forward and tickled under her arms with dark gloves. She danced, squeezing her arms to her side. She doubled over and desperately tried to open her shorts but the button was too stretched over her large stomach. Finally the tickling stopped but Luna felt no relief. Bubbles erupted in her bladder.

Veronica took a penalty card. It told her to drink 500 ml of milk but she wasn’t sure if she could. The drink rose up in front of her, the liquid slightly sloshing and her bladder pinched. She pressed the drink to her lips and drank down the fluids.

Veronica: 2950 ml

Luna: 2500 ml

Hour: 2:30

“And now our final round before the break!”

Two large water bottles came up in front of each woman, but they noticed holes in the bottom of them.

“This is our rapid fire round! The bottle in front of you contains 2 liters. For every correct answer, it loses 100 ml. One wrong answer and you have to drink the whole thing!”

Veronica desperately didn’t want to drink any more but her mind was blank, it seemed like her brain was replaced with urine, the urge to pee was so strong. Unbeknownst to her, Luna felt the same way, taking quick and short breaths as she held her full round pregnant-looking belly.

“Luna goes first since her bladder is emptier. Get ready!”

“One moment please!” Luna cried. She finally opened the button of her shorts, her bladder poking out, and she felt slightly more comfortable. “Okay I’m ready!”

“Most played Steam game as of March 2026?”

“Counter-Strike 2!”

“Correct.” 1900 ml. “Merriam-Webster word of the year 2025?”

“Slop!” Luna rolled her eyes.

“Correct!” 1800 ml. “Spotify’s global top song 2025?”

“D-Die With a…” Luna squeezed her thighs, doubled over, her stomach gurgling and her bladder feeling so heavy. “Die With a Smile, Lady Gaga and B-Bruno Mars!”

“Correct!” 1700 ml. Luna breathed a sigh of relief before immediately having to hold herself again.

“Top TikToker of the year 2025?”

“W-what?” Luna gasped, “How should I know? That question is stupid!”

“Ohhh sorry Luna! Time’s up, bottoms up!”

Luna looked at the water and then down at her large bulging bladder, liquid rippling. She pressed the bottle to her lips but she couldn’t drink, she didn’t know where it would go. She physically pushed up the bottom of the drink and poured it down her throat.

“Veronica you’re up!”

Veronica’s legs shook. She pulled her velvet pants down even more over her large stomach, trying to stretch the waistband further than it would go. Now she looked to be in the later months of pregnancy, one hand on her aching lower back. She couldn’t think straight but she prayed to not have to drink too much more. “I’m ready!”

“Time magazine woman of the year 2025?”

“Nicole Kidman!” 1900 ml. “Pantone color of the year?”

“Mocha Mousse!”

“Correct!” 1800 ml. A shiver went through Veronica’s full bladder and she gasped. “Highest selling KPop album.”

“FML by Seventeen!” Her voice squeaked as she held on tighter.

“Correct!” 1700 ml. “Most viewed YouTube video?”

“Baby Shark!”

“Correct!” 1600 ml. “Free skate gold medalist of the 2026 Olympics?”

“Alysia L-L-Liu!”

“Correct!” 1500 ml. “2026 Super Bowl halftime show winner?”

“Seahawks! Oh no…” The word sea leaving her lips made her stomach churn, choppy waves rushing through her. She hopped up and down.

“Correct!” 1400 ml. “The Suez Canal was blocked by a container ship on March 23rd of what year?”

Veronica thought quickly but her mind wouldn’t calm. She had to pee so badly. She felt like she remembered news stories but recalling any of them made her want to cry. She imagined the water splashing against the boat as it ground between the walls of the canal like her hand squeezing her bladder shut. Her mind felt like swirling piss and she just couldn’t fight through it.

“2020?” she guessed.

“Ohhhh so close! 2021! Drink up, dear!”

Veronica held the bottle. She was so close to exploding she pressed the bottle to her lips, eyes tearing, and drank, each gulp sending her bladder crying. The fullness was killing her, her belly button stretching. When she finished, she was gasping and whimpering, legs crossed. Her stomach protruded out from her body.

Finally, as the hour turned they both forced down 100 ml more. They each took a penalty card. Luna took a diuretic, tears in her eyes. Veronica forced 200 more ml down her throat.

Shaking and shivering as they danced back and forth, they both weakly waved at the crowd.

“We’re at the halfway break now but don’t worry! Our lovely Veronica and Luna aren’t able to use the restroom during the break. Make sure to be back before the end of the hour, or they might burst without you here to enjoy it! Now here’s our final count!”

Veronica: 4650 ml

Luna: 4300 ml (+1 diuretic)

Hour: 3

“Hope your favorite girl wins!”

[sadistic-princess]

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This just turned me on so much omg

[leakylilone]

okkk full vid was too long but here's the shortened one :)

[pr3ttypunisher]

i dare you to press a vibrator right against your clit while you have a full bladder. press down on your bladder with your free hand while the vibrator works.

it feels so different with a full bladder, doesn’t it baby? when your bladder’s empty, the vibrator feels good. but when it’s full? oh, poor thing. it feels incredible. almost too good. every vibration hitting differently. stronger. more intense. your full bladder making everything more sensitive.

aww, and you’re getting so wet from it. feel how much wetter you get when your bladder’s full like this? your body responding so much more. dripping. the combination of fullness and vibration making you soaked.

poor baby. you’re going to have to try so hard to hold both. i know it’s difficult, sweetheart. with an empty bladder you could edge yourself for hours. but like this? with all that pressure? holding your bladder while getting so close to cumming? both needs building at the same time? it’s so much harder, isn’t it?

turn it up higher, baby. press your hand down harder on that full bladder. i know, i know it makes everything feel even better but also makes it so much harder to hold. that’s why it’s better this way though, right? feels so much more intense than it ever does when you’re empty.

you’re starting to leak a little, aren’t you? can’t help it. the vibrator feels too good. the pressure too much. poor baby can’t hold it perfectly. that’s okay, sweetheart. just keep trying. feel how good those little leaks feel mixed with the vibrations.

getting so close now. so wet. so full. so desperate. the vibrator working your clit while your bladder’s screaming at you. trying so hard to hold both but it’s getting impossible. feels too good. better than it’s ever felt with an empty bladder. your body wants to let go of everything.

and when you finally can’t hold it anymore.. when both releases happen at once and you’re cumming and pissing and making such a beautiful mess, you’re going to understand why a full bladder makes it so much better, baby.

[slowardblonkey]

Some of my fav bulges 💛

[splatboi]

I seriously meed to stop drinking so much before bed cause why am i bursting to piss every morning 😭

[pleasebegood]

thinking about when i controlled my partner’s bladder in person and ….damn.

it started about mid-day i think; i was still at home, so over text. i told him when to start holding good and early so that when i’d get to his place that evening, he’d already be nice and desperate. we went back and forth all day texting, with me telling him to drink more water and reminding him how far away his relief was going to be, him updating me how bad it was getting with every hour. i got to his place maybe around seven that night, he’d been holding for a good four hours by then i think — he has a notoriously small bladder, which i tease him for often, so this was quite a feat already. once i got there, the real torment could start. he was already asking me for relief , while also being desperately horny for it. he was constantly kissing me, touching me, hoping maybe that would sway me to let him go. of course, that wasn’t happening.

about an hour later, i had to pee. i’d been drinking electrolytes for a while, which always go right through me. i told him multiple times that i was starting to feel an urge, though it wasn’t terrible, how good it was going to feel when i got to piss and he didn’t. it was driving him crazy. i enjoyed that for a bit while building up my own need. eventually, i told him to get in the bathtub, leaving on just his underwear. i stripped down and climbed on top of him. his dick was so hard with anticipation. he’d been begging me to pee on him for days. i straddled his lap, grinding on him a little just to tease him. Then right over his dick, i started pissing. i was so turned on, it took some effort to get going, but quickly i pissed all over his lap while he whimpered and clung onto me. i told him he better keep holding—though i was sure feeling my warm piss soaking into his underwear was making it so much worse. and it was. i told him to get up and rinse off. the water from the shower head was even more torture. for a second, his legs buckled and i was sure he was about to lose it. but instead, a huge drop of pre-cum dribbled out instead, sliding from the tip of his hard cock down his leg. i praised him for that; my pussy was throbbing.

i made him dry off and get redressed. i had him wearing gray sweatpants, obviously, so any leaks would be nice and obvious. we laid down in his bed, and i got on top of him again, kissing him hard and putting all my weight on his bladder. he kept squirming and groaning, struggling to even kiss me back while he was this desperate. it was so adorable. i kept this up for a while, and to my surprise, he still hadn’t leaked. at this point, it was far past how long he’d ever held before. we moved to the couch, along the way i forced him to fill up his water bottle so he could keep drinking. just the sound of the water from the rap rushing into the bottle had him pressing his legs together and begging me to let it end. of course i wasn’t going to. i reminded him, “you know i’m not going to let you piss voluntarily. you’re going to hold it until you absolutely can’t anymore.”

we sat back on the couch together, and i alternated climbing over him to press into his bladder with all my body weight, and sitting beside him stroking his dick through his pants. every once in a while, for good measure, i’d press down hard on his bladder with both hands and he’d cry out in pain. by this point, he was nearly beyond words. bordering delirious, he could barely put a sentence together. he was still trying to beg me to let him piss, but the question kept falling short as he could only laugh and grind his teeth. he finished another full water bottle. i was so impressed.

“do you want me to-to fill it up again?” he managed to ask. of course i did.

standing up from the couch almost pushed him over the edge as the gravity shift hit him. he had to stand still with his legs crossed to regain control before we could go back to the kitchen. but again, to my surprise, he made it. i praised him for how good he was being, and that had him even more whimpering and delirious. it was so deliciously pathetic, i was losing my mind. he filled up the bottle again, each painful second of the water flowing made him beg me more and more. when he straightened back up, even that slight shift had him falling apart. this is when he started to lose it.

he stood in the kitchen—and i say “stood” generously. he was constantly moving back and forth, alternating feet and crossing his legs over and over again while he told me he wasn’t going to last much longer. finally, to my absolute pleasure, a leak hit. it was enough to soak a little wet spot through the front of his pants. he begged harder—he couldn’t be still at all, and now that the first leak had come out, i knew there was no way he’d last much longer.

but still, i blocked the path to the bathroom. he begged more, and another spurt burst out. it slid down his leg, and though it was a faint enough stream to not show its path, i could see it darken the cuff of his pants around his ankle. i let him move to the bathroom, and he shuffled carefully along, leaking a bit more with every step.

“we may be in the tub now, but you better keep holding,” i told him as i pushed him against the wall of the bathtub. he groaned, falling back against the wall and barely able to hold himself up. i leaned my body fully into his, pressing on his bladder as i slid my leg between his.

his head fell onto my shoulder; his body was so run down he couldn’t support himself anymore. a bigger spurt jetted out, pouring directly onto my leg. he moaned and kept on begging. finally, right against his ear, i told him he could let go.

the floodgates opened immediately. he started pissing full force. the hot stream ran down both of our legs where i kept my thigh pressed between his. he must’ve pissed for a minute while he clung desperately to me, both arms hugged tight around me. i was the only thing holding him upright at this point; his legs were giving out beneath him, but i had him pinned to the wall firmly enough he couldn’t fall. once all the piss was drained from his body, he couldn’t stop thanking me. he was still completely delirious, but now from relief rather than desperation.

i gave him a minute to come back, just holding him like that while i savored the feeling of his soaked pants on my skin. when he was able to speak sentences again, he told me how orgasmic had felt to let go. he said it felt so good, he didn’t even need to come after that. we rinsed off, and i took him back to bed to cuddle and praise him for what a good boy he’d been for me.