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I love reading about holds. Picturing you in front of your phone, shifting uncomfortably, so full that you're already shaking and making little whimpering noises. It's hard to type, it's hard to focus, it's so fucking hard not to piss yourself, but you're trying...

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bladder control scenario where a transmasc who uses a STP device to use urinals has his STP taken away by the bladder controller, and then is taken out to coffee and told he is only allowed to pee using urinals today even though they both know he can’t use a urinal without the STP. the dom/me takes him out for drinks after and keeps him out of the house for hours and hours as he gets more and more desperate, to the point where he is genuinely considering trying to use a urinal without his STP. by the end of the day he has a rock-hard bladder and has to loosen his belt, and is sweating and desperate to not wet himself. when they finally get home he is only allowed to piss standing up and has to straddle the toilet and try not to miss or he knows he’ll get punished

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I like the idea of doing art, writing, or gaming streams and the chat reminding me to take a drink every now and then. I sit there, slowly filling up and not really realizing it, until it hits me all at once when I move just right. I say we'll take a break, five minutes so I can go to the bathroom, but chat tells me "No, no! We want to keep watching. You can hold it. Don't go." And I listen, staying in my chair, but beginning to cramp and squirm, and they can tell I'm struggling, but they're loving it. Finally, I tell them that I really need to go, it was fun, but I have to piss, and again they convince me to stay for just a few more minutes, just to finish this part of the drawing, this chapter, this level. I agree, okay, two minutes, and I put on a timer. But I'm so damn full, and my bladder is burning. I'm bouncing in my chair, squeezing my legs together, my brows are knit together in concentration, there's a thin sheen of sweat on my face. I watch as the clock ticks down. One minute left, surely I can last one minute. And then I feel it. The first spurt of piss as my sore bladder muscles begin to give out.

"No, no, no, no, no!" I cry, my hand shooting down between my legs to hold as another spurt wets my underwear. "Fuck, no, I'm leaking! I need to go!" Twenty seconds left. Another spurt of hot piss. Ten seconds and the dam breaks. I squeeze my legs together hard, still trying to hold with my hand, and as the clock strikes zero, I'm pissing myself fully. It's loud, and I'm mortified, but so damn turned on at the same time. And the chat goes wild, some teasing me, some degrading me, some praising me, but all loving that I'm having an accident on stream.

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You can hold it in right? Just don’t think about how good it would feel to finally release alllll that hot pent up piss in your bladder

hngg h fuck fuck its so bad please please i m trying to hold it in but its so bad i m so full im gonna hgve an accident soon

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i kind of need to have my bladder controlled.

i need (need need need) someone to make me drink and drink at work. make me squirmy. whiny. make my leg bounce under my desk while my jeans press against my bloating bladder. liter after liter until it's time to clock out.

you don't let me pee before i leave, of course. in fact, you don't let me leave until after i've sat in my car and drank a final liter. i can squirm all i want there, press my hand between my legs. groan. beg. you make me keep my pants buttoned though, and then i can finally drive home.

there's traffic, because there's always traffic. a thirty minute drive turns into an hour and then longer and i can't focus on much more than the steady stretching of my bladder bulge, then the trembling and quivering of my pee hole. but i can't leak, because you'll punish me, and i certainly can't burst, unless i want to clean pee out of my seat and floorboards.

you can send me to the store before i go home. give me a list of things to buy. preferably things all over the store. preferably things you'll use on my holes or bladder at another time. i'll go and i'll struggle not to squirm, and i'll fight the urge to shove my hand between my legs or burst in the middle of one of the isles. and i'll manage, just barely, to make it out of the store and the rest of the way home.

and you'll coo and tell me how good i did all day while i beg and beg for you to let me pee. and you'll tell me to sit on the toilet, with my pants and panties still buttoned, and tell me to wait.

and wait.

and wait.

and then get up, without any relief, and send me off to bed. and i'll cry. i'll plead. i'll offer anything and everything to be able to relieve myself of my bursting bladder. and you'll shake your head, because you just peed, silly ! i watched you ! you certainly don't need to pee any more !

and you can tell me that any more begging will be interpreted as begging for more liters, which i certainly don't want. so i let you send me to bed, shaking. gasping. legs crossed and rocking until i either fall asleep leaking or burst on myself, since there's absolutely no way i'll make it until morning.

you'll punish me either way.

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Can’t stop thinking about that description of a hold someone made about having it be a normal hold but you’re told to sit on the toilet with your legs spread apart and not allowed to go~ fuck that’s hot

But I’ll raise you one.

Doing a hold, being so desperate you can feel the pee at the edge, your hole is tickling and clenching full of liquid ready to come out. You know you’re going to leak soon no matter how hard you try and you can feel all the liquid in your bladder sloshing around .

And then you’re told you can go!! Relief washes over you and you’re about to head of the bathroom when you’re stopped and you’re handed a small cup….You’re only allowed to go enough to fill this cup. Once you fill it you have to keep holding again…

You take the cup and sun it just right and feel all the piss rush out and it starts messily filling up the cup and before you can even feel a difference, it’s full and a little goes over the side. Warm liquid is all over your hands and you have to put the cup down.

You’re squirming and clenching and trying to keep it all in, doing a little potty dance to keep it in and you can see a cup full of yellow liquid in front of you and all over your hands and down your thighs as you’re trying so hard to keep the rest in…

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You get told you're allowed to go as many times as you like today. However, the catch is you have to go in a container. Probably a bucket size. And that's the only place you're allowed to go. And it is not allowed to overflow.

Do you hold until you need relief and fill it in 1 or 2 goes if you're lucky, or let the pressure out bit by bit over the day to keep yourself going?

Do you eek out little drops at the end to fill it to the brim but risk overflowing? Can you control it that well now you're so desperate?

Maybe as the day goes they make you drink more and more, keep the liquid flowing through you.

As you go on though you want to refuse the drinks, but they warn you to listen, to not argue. But you persist, you're already so desperate you know more will only lead to the inevitable, so they decide to make you listen. You refuse a drink one too many times and instead that goes straight into the container. Now you get less to pee.

Maybe they even fill it while you're distracted, so next time you go it's more full than you remember and you worry this might mean you won't make the day.

And of course, once it's full you can only look at the clock desperately. Hoping you can hold the rest of the day but, it filled so quick and those drinks are very micb still filling your poor achey bladder.

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How about another fun poll 👀

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making you touch yourself with a full bladder >>>

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ok also while i’m here let me just say: there’s really nothing i enjoy more as a Sadistic Omodom™ than reminding someone who’s genuinely desperate of how great it would feel to go

the fact that the one thing their poor, aching bladder wants more than anything is to just… relax

the sheer, gorgeous relief they’d feel if they just gave in and pissed as hard as they could, right where they’re standing

an endless flood of hot liquid streaming down their legs to the floor

and afterwards, standing there with drenched pants and a lake of pee around their feet, how gloriously, blissfully light and empty they’d feel

and then, of course, reminding them that i haven’t given them permission to let go yet and that they’ll just have to hold it ☺

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what a lovely valentines day i had!!

me and my partner got all dressed up and went out for dinner... watched some tv together, spent some time just talking... we both went and got some work done at our computers, alllll the good stuff.

unfortunately, i. opted to Not use the bathroom before settling in for a long round of a multiplayer game. ... i hadnt gone since 3pm, and suddenly, its 8pm and i had two big ol sodas and a bunch of water hitting me all at once. by the end of the run, i was grinding onto a towel like my life depended in it.

i quickly asked my partner if he wanted any involvement before i went, and he politely declined since he wanted to preserve his outfit and judging by what a rough state i was in, he didnt have much time to change.

so! i did the obvious.

hop in the shower, stuff myself silly with toys, and see if i could still go with something Big in me. fun fact: if i insert something big enough, it'll block my urethra entirely and prevent me from being able to go! so, i can sit with a toy in me, feel my body desperately trying to force out piss, and it just! wooont go! its super mind-fucky, i love it.

i did eventually let go fully, after i finished torturing myself. i went from having a rock hard bladder up behind my bellybutton to Flat in under two minutes. absolutely divine, would recommend.

i always enjoy omo stuff more when im doing denial stuff. i think its the desperation for ANY release that makes it more satisfying.

speaking of which... 12 days!! so close and SO far.

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i wasn't sure if i was going to post this one here because i was so embarrassed by it

but a while ago i completely, fully peed my pants in the car. and it was...not at all on purpose

i was out at a bar with friends (pre-covid obv) and i ended up leaving abruptly because my ex showed up and i couldn't deal w/ it

so i just rush off and jump in the car and start heading for the highway and only a few minutes pass before i realize i have to use the bathroom pretty badly. it wasn't dire (or i didn't THINK it was 🤦🏻‍♀️), but definitely there. so i start getting a little anxious.

20 minutes or so later, i don't know how it happened so fast, but i am BURSTING for a toilet. i have honestly never had to pee so badly in all my life. i'm bouncing up and down in the driver's seat, fanning my legs. and i realize, i will not be able to make it home. period.

so i start panicking and trying to think of a plan B. my bladder is so swollen it HURTS, and i'm rubbing my thighs together like a cricket. "just keep moving, maybe you can hold it in," i think to myself. i decide to get off at the next exit to stop at a McDonald's or a coffee shop or somewhere with a restroom, because again, i wont make it home. i CAN'T make it home

and then as i pull off the exit and start scanning for a gas station or something, i realize something even worse - i'm not even going to make it to a gas station. i'm so desperate. it's basically now or never.

i clumsily pull the car over into this like empty lot. i can feel tears in my eyes as i squeeze my hands between my legs.

the only thing i can think of - and i'm blushing now just writing this down - is that i think i have a plastic bin or bucket in the trunk. and maybe i could sit down on that in the backseat and...go

keeping my legs tight together, i rummage through the junk in the back of the car and i find a plastic bin. anticipating relief is making it so, so much worse, and i can feel tears in my eyes as i squirm awkwardly and try to shove the bin into place.

i undo my belt, jiggling up and down, and then i try to undo the button on pants, but my hands are shaking. im shifting my legs back and forth and i'm muttering "oh god, oh my god" out loud to myself even though i'm the only one here.

and then...i can't hold it. i just can't hold it for another second. my body sort of freezes up and i can't hold it any longer and i can feel that my face is bright red and i can feel pee absolutely gushing into my underwear, filling up my pant legs. i just keep going and i'm so embarrassed but there's nothing i can do. a moan of complete relief involuntarily escapes my lips.

when my body finally finishes peeing, i just stand there for a minute, humiliated. i can't believe i couldn't make it not only to a bathroom, but even to a plastic bin in the back of my car.

and then i take my pants off, shove them into the bin, and drive the rest of the way home in my underwear. thank goodness my roommate was already asleep when i got home.

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good news about adderall is that it keeps me drinking insane amounts of water. just ridiculous suckage happening. bad news is that they’re reclassifying me as a “pee pee boy” and I’ll have them hanged for this

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suffers from 'begging for permission to wet my pants bc im sorry i didnt wanna bother u earlier but im not going to make it anymore' syndrome the drs said only cure is being told no as i do it anyways and the resulting consequences for disobeying 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

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Fun commission for a comic of a bara character! I loved drawing the muscles! I’ll be posting more art soon!

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Can someone give me permission to go to the bathroom? I really really need a wee and I'm scared I might have an accident-

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150 Followers Celebration!!

Hi everybody! Thank you all so much for 150 followers! I had this challenge idea a while ago and decided to keep it until I had a milestone and this feels like the perfect time :)

I’m going to challenge myself to not empty my bladder completely for 24 hours.

Here are the rules:

No emptying bladder for 24 hours

If I fail by wetting myself to empty the 24 hours resets from the moment my bladder is empty

I can leak/wet and not empty but I have to wear the same underwear/bottoms the whole time, even if they are visibly wet

This next part is where you all come in and decide the next rules!

Can only use the bathroom a set number of times

I can only release a few seconds each trip and it decreases every trip

Have to drink a certain amount of water/liquid for the day

I will be live-blogging all day and the challenge will start that day after the final poll ends. So it’s time for your first decision.

Note: I’m doing this challenge in tandem with my NNN Edge challenge on my main blog so take that into account and do your worst ;)