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MINORS DNI!!!
You shudder as you feel their hand on your lower back.
"And what is this?"
A crinkle of plastic.
A sharp tug.
A loud squeal.
It's done.
Giggles erupt as you're tugged onto your tip toes by the back of your soggy pull-up.
Your life is over.
A pants pissing adult.
That's all you are now.
That's all you'll ever be.
That feeling when your caregiver sends you to adult-kindergarten in shorts that are just tight enough that everyone knows you're the only student who still hasn't mastered potty training.
already leaking but starting my next homework assignment before i get up to go because i can't be distracted from my tasks by my bladder duhhh. but it is a little hard to take notes when i can feel my undies getting wetter every time i stop focusing on holding it
love seeing my diaper peek out of the waistband of my sweatpants đłđ«Ł I stood up after playing video games for a while and couldn't hold it anymore so it is a little wet...
I saw another ask on your acct about pissing their pants unintentionally and I thought Iâd share my story on hereâŠ
About a year ago I went on a trip to Paris. I really, really shouldâve gone on the plane or in the airport or something. I have no idea why I didnât. We got there and had to wait a few hours until our AirBnB was ready, so our group was roaming around different shops in the city.
I had to piss so fucking badly. I felt my bladder way past its limit. I asked one clerk if they had a bathroom I could use. The answer was no.
Idk if anyone realized how bad it was. I kept saying that I needed to use the bathroom really fucking badly. They just kept telling me that the AirBnB would be ready in an hour. It hurt so badly after awhile, I just scuttled out of the store and down the street, trying my hardest not to wet my pants.
It became way, way too much. I just started to cry while I had a fucking accident as a grown adult. I pulled off into some park and finished it off on a tree, but nothing was changing the fact that I had to return to my group with my pants soaked in piss.
Oh nooo. Waa those times where everything gets in your way and the universe is working against you đ
There are so many ways to force someone to holdâŠ
- Having the bathroom door or toilet locked and having to somehow earn the key
- Locking their pants
- Going on a long car ride, passing by every rest stop
- Or maybe stoping at a gas station, only to make them wait in the car while you go relive yourself. (making sure to buy them a large drink while youâre at it)
- Tying them to the bed / chair
- Setting a timer, promising to punish them if they were to go before it goes off
- Making them ask but the answer is no, even when theyâre begging
- Giving them a bathroom limit each day
Thereâs just so many different ways to force someone to humiliate themselves and piss their pants and all of them are so fucking hot
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reminder for all parents of children enrolled at small starts nursery school--
please do not send your potty-training student to school in overalls or other difficult to remove outfits
thank you!
I was at a restaurant this morning and the bathroom was behind the front desk so I went and when I came back out there was a couple checking in and all I heard the hostess say was "do you have any littles?" and mentally I đ„Ž
we need to ban the use of the term littles for children it already sounds weird to me without the fetish connotation
Up in the tree house Auggie and Ollie were playing by themselves, sitting on the warm wooden floor and acting out a story with Auggieâs plastic model zoo animals.
Auggie set down the hippo and stood up. âI need to go pee. Iâm gonna just be a second.â He started to open the trapdoor to the ladder.
âWait,â said Ollie. âJust go pee in your pants. No one else is here and itâll dry before Lina finds out.â
Auggie hesitated. âAre you sure?â
âYeah! Itâll be fine. Look, I already went a couple times.â He sat up on his knees and pulled down his shorts a little bit so Auggie could see.
âYeah, but you have a diaper on. Thatâs different.â
Ollie shrugged. âSo what? Come on and keep playing with me. Itâll be okay. Weâre outside so you wonât mess up any furniture or anything. It feels so good anywayâŠâ He sat back down and let himself relax. âIâm going right now and it feels so goodâŠâ
Auggiensat back down tentatively. âAre you sure nobodyâs going to find out?â
âI donât think so. Just go pee.â Ollie picked up one of the animals again and made it walk towards the saucer they were using as a water trough.
Auggie sat back down on the warm wood. He tried to just let go but found that he was a little locked up. âI canât make it come out,â he said.
âDonât force it,â said Ollie. âJust relax. Just imagine you have a diaper on. You still have to wear them at night, right?â
âWho told you that??â
âYour girlfriend. Haha.â
Auggie picked up the hippo again. Just a few seconds later, he felt warmth spreading across his crotch. âIâm going,â he said quietly.
âSee?â said Ollie. âDoesnât it feel good?â
âYeah,â said Auggie, starting to shift a little bit against the wood.
âMmm,â said Ollie, setting down his toy and copying Auggie, wiggling a little bit against the wood.
âCan IâŠumâŠcan I feel what your diaperâs like?â
âYeah, of course! Are you curious?â
âUmâŠkinda. I havenât worn a big diaper like that since I can remember. I just have to wear a pull-up at night.â
Ollie pushed the toys aside and scooted closer. He undid his fly and eased his shorts down again.
Auggie reached out and rubbed it, just for a second before snatching his hand away. âItâs really warm.â
âYou can touch it more than that,â said Ollie. âItâs okay.â
Auggie raised his hand again, looking at the floor. He could feel heat rising in his face. He reached out again and rubbed Ollieâs diaper.
âIt feels really good. Do you want me to do you too?â
Auggie didnât answer but scooted closer, also kneeling up onto his knees. Ollie let his hand down onto Auggieâs wet pants and cupped his bulge. âIt always feel better when youâre wet,â he told Auggie.
Auggie agreed but he didnât want to say it aloud. They kneeled there for a couple more minutes and Auggie felt something building in him; he wanted to push Ollie over and rub on him and on his diaper. Just when he opened his mouth to say something someone knocked on the trapdoor. Both boys snatched their hands away.
âEverything okay, boys? Are you playing nice?â It was Linaâs voice.
âYeah!!â said Ollie loudly. âEverythingâs fine! Go away! No girls allowed!!â
âYeah!!â said Auggie, too. âNo girls!â
The trapdoor opened anyway. âThat isnât very nice. You boys better remember whoâs in charge at my house.â She climbed into the treehouse and sat down in front of them. âWhoâs in charge? I want both of you to answer.â
âYou are, Lina.â
âYou, Miss LinaâŠâ Auggie looked away. He couldnât think of a good way to hide his soaked jeans, much less the wet patch on the floor around him.
âWhatâs going on? Youâre both blushing. Were you doing something naughty?â
Neither of them answered, and Lina stood up, hunching over under the low ceiling, and squatted very close to them.
âHow come Auggieâs wet himself?â
âWe were just playing,â said Auggie, looking down at the floor.
âAuggie, wetting yourself at your age is a big deal. Arenât you meant to be 24 or something? Iâm going to have to tell Polly.â
âYou donât have to tell herâŠI can just change in to some of Ollieâs pants andâŠâ
âSheâs still going to notice when she picks you up. And whatâs going on down here?â She pointed to Auggieâs crotch. âIt looks like you were getting pretty excited? Are you *sure* you werenât playing naughty?â
Auggie still couldnât take his eyes off the floor.
âYou seem veryyyy reluctant to tell me. I think I know what that means.â She reached out and pinched Auggieâs ear, pulling him towards the trap door. âYouâre coming down first. And then Iâll get my baby, too.â
Ollie watched as Lina made sure Auggie went down the ladder. Then she snapped her fingers at him and pointed at the trap door. He didnât need to be told twice and hurried down, too.
Lina marched both of the to the bathroom and told them that if they were going to be naughty they needed to be somewhere appropriate. She left, telling them that she would be back soon.
âWhatâs she going to do?â asked Auggie. âIâve never been bad at your house before.â
Ollie shrugged. âUsually she spanks me. Or makes me sit in my room. It probably wonât be so bad for me, though. Iâm meant to go in my diapers, anyways. I think the rules are different for you.â
Auggie felt his face frown. This wasnât fair at all. He couldnât keep himself from shoving Ollie.
Ollie stumbled and righted himself against the counter. âNo pushing! Do you want to get in worse trouble?â
Auggie didnât really care anymore. He shoved Ollie against the counter and grabbed his wrists, squeezing them hard. He shoved his knee under Ollieâs crotch. And then, he didnât really mean to do it, but as they struggled, his thigh started to rub against Ollieâs diaper.
Somehow they ended up on the tile, still fighting, but also humping against each other. Auggie started to feel that really warm, tingly feeling that made him want to go faster and faster. His hard-on was straining against his underwear and his fly andâŠ
The door opened. âBoys!! Get up right now!â
They both scrambled to their feet.
âNo fighting!â Lina grabbed both of them under their arms, hard. âYou guys know thatâs not okay!â
She pulled them into the bedroom.
âYou know fighting is not okay,â she repeated. âShame on both of you.â The boys hung their heads. âAnd I know what else you were doing.â Auggie felt his cheeks burning. He opened his mouth but Lina shushed him before he could say anything. âThat is very naughty. You boys know you arenât meant to do stuff like that if Polly and I arenât around.â
âIâm sorry, Miss LinaâŠâ
âI donât want to hear it. Youâre going to be sorry after I spank you both. But Iâm not going to do anything just yet. I called Polly and sheâll be over here very soon. She told me not to do anything to you until sheâs here to watch.â Lina crossed to the dresser and took out a folded plastic sheet. She spread it over the bed. âBoth of you sit down right here and think about what you did. If youâre still right here in the same spot, and youâre good during the punishment, we might let you finish what you were doing. But only if weâre keeping an eye on you.â
Lina shut the door and waited for the latch to click. Then she walked back to the kitchen, smiling to herself. She and Polly were going to have a very entertaining afternoon.
Auggie and Ollie sat in silence. Ollie started to apologize but Auggie shot him a look and he shut up quick. A few more minutes passed with no noise spare the clock ticking in the dark room.
Then Auggie spoke. âOllieâŠI kind of have to go again.â
âOkay. Just go in the sheet. I donât think thatâs going to make a different about how much trouble weâre in. Are you scared? Do you want me to hold your hand? I donât think thatâs naughty.â
Auggie set his hand down on the sheet between them and Ollie picked it up and squeezed it. It wasnât long before Auggie felt his jeans getting warm again. He sighed in satisfaction.
âAll done?â asked Ollie.
âYeah. Ollie?â
âUh-huh?â
âI think this is going to be okay in the end.â
âBaby I think itâs time we give up on training pants and go back to your diapers.â
Aww, I get it. It's hard to be back in diapers at your age without turning into a fussy girl in front of Daddy sometimes. "No wonder you're such a fussy girl today..."
You had an accident while you were asleep and woke up with a soaked diaper between your legs, which instantly puts you in an embarrassed, fussy mood
You got changed by Daddy as soon as you woke up, and he didnât listen when you complained that it's cold outside of the covers
The wet wipes that Daddy uses feel freezing cold on your butt when he changes you, but he holds your legs as you try to squirm away
You hate it when Daddy has to put your rash cream on, and start whining like a baby
He tapes you in a diaper for the day, rather than the big girl pull-ups you begged for. You whine and plead that you can stay dry, but it falls on deaf ears
You want to be a big girl around your friends today, but you donât get to decide when youâre a big girl anymore
Daddy doesnât think itâs a good idea for you to wear your favorite jeans over your bulky diaper, saying they wouldnât fit, and dresses you in a more age-appropriate outfit instead.
You try to pull at the tapes, whining that your diaperâs uncomfortable and too bulky, but Daddy catches you and gently says you need to be a big girl and not complain today.
You feel a twinge in your bladder while being led down the stairs. You want to hold it, proving youâre a big girl, but your bladder is begging to release into your diaper, and nobody is offering to take you to the bathroomâŠ
You feel helpless and little as you feel yourself let go, and your eyes glaze over as the pee trickles into the soft padding.
Your wet diaper is squishy and uncomfortable, and it makes it hard to not feel like a baby, even if nobody can see
You want to be changed right away because youâre squishy and wet, but Daddy checks you and says you donât need a change just yet, and that you stay in it for a little longer
You get embarrassed when you realized Daddyâs bringing your oversized diaper bag with your name on it for a day trip, even though you begged him to keep it discreet.
Your friends all go to the bathroom like normal, but you donât get asked if you need to go. Daddy comes over and asks if youâre still âgoodâ
You insist that youâre still dry, because you donât want to stop playing, but nobody believes you
Daddy asks you if you need your diaper changed just a little too loud, and a little too close to your friends
Daddy pulls you aside and checks your diaper right out of earshot, slipping his fingers under the waistband and cooing, âYouâre soaked, baby,â as you try to pull away.
Daddy takes you by the hand to change your diaper in the guest room, pulling out the changing mat before you can even start whining that you don't need it
The ripping of the tapes is so loud, plus the gentle cooing, that it must be obvious whatâs going on from the next room over
You want to make more of a fuss during your change, but you're sure everyone will hear...
You want to be put down for a nap after your playdate, but Daddy has errands to run
You donât want to go anywhere near the baby isle in the grocery store, but Daddy takes you by the hand anyway, insisting that "we need to get a few more things for you.â
You realize that it's going to be impossible to hide all the boxes of diapers and pull-ups that Daddy bought for you, and everyone is going to know theyâre for youâŠ
You feel wet, and you donât remember when you last had an accidentâŠ
You werenât paying attention while playing in the living room and realize, too late, that you leaked all over your tights, but are too embarrassed to admit it
You tried to hide your leaky diaper, but Daddy found out, and he takes you by the hand to the changing table upstairs with a disappointed look.
Daddy decides to put you in your thick overnight diaper hours before bed, to prevent any accidents "in case you fall asleep early," and it feels mortifyingly bulky under your pajamas.
You ask Daddy if you can try to be a big girl tomorrow, but he responds:
âWeâll see, honey.â
peeing while on time out because you wanted to be good and stay sitting quietly but really really needed to go
Iâm ummm having some trouble
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I love when anxious characters can't find a bathroom and automatically start panicking. Even if they don't even need to go that badly, the thought of not having a bathroom around them automatically sends them into a panic.
It gets even worse as they continue on about their day and they still need to pee but there's nowhere to do so. They're starting to get really nervous but they refuse to tell anyone because it feels awkward to them when someone knows they need to pee. So they suck it up and keep going.
But eventually everyone around them catches on that something isn't right and they confront the desperate character about why they're acting so weird. They finally admit that they need to pee with tears in their eyes. They're also forced to admit that it's bad and they need to get to a bathroom as soon as they can. They're blushing like crazy as the other characters try to find them a bathroom.
When they finally do find a bathroom however, it's too late for them to make it and they have an accident. They break down sobbing out of embarrassment because they're the kind of person who doesn't even like to admit they have to pee. The other characters do their best to comfort them and tell them to speak up next time.