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    • I'll tell you one :D Over the summer a couple of years ago, I got a Saturday job in a garden centre. Now, I've already mentioned it was summer, and because I was on the tills I would spend a lot of my day talking to customers, thus getting a dry throat and therefore drinking a lot. I estimate that over that 8 hour shift I drank about 2 litres, and by this point I was starting to feel very full (understatement of the century)  Regardless, in the mood for a bit of fun, I filled up my water bottle one last time before I left, half a litre for the road.
      I left the shop and started walking down the road to my bus stop.  Just my luck, no bus for 20 minutes yet. The bus stop is on a dual carriageway, with a constant stream of cars passing both ways. If it was quieter, I would definitely have been pee dancing, if not peeing. There is a little shelter at the bus stop, enough to shield my leg crossing from the road, but nowhere near enough to have a cheeky leak without being seen. However, I didn't want to stand in the shelter, because it was at an awkward angle where you couldn't see down the road from inside, and as our bus timetables are unpredictable to say the least, I wanted to be able to see if and when the bus was coming (I was in no position to miss it as there wouldn't be another one for an hour). I had to brave it, and stand prominently out on the pavement where the whole road could see me and hopefully think I was just comfortable standing like that. However looking back on it, it was probably quite obvious I was trying not to wet myself. Eventually the bus turned up but unfortunately it's one of those buses that goes all around the houses and takes ages. There were two or three people on the bus, so I had to look a little civilised. Gradually they got off at various stops as I silently willed them to leave me alone so I could grab my crotch in peace. By the time the bus stopped at the local train station, everyone who was on the bus got off. But, because it was a train station, many more people got off. I could feel my bladder throbbing as it wanted release. I tried to look like an ordinary cross-legged human, but the hand in my crotch probably gave away my situation. I couldn't bring myself to make eye contact with the other passengers, all my concentration was focused on not flooding the seat.  The closer I got to my stop the worse the need go, I was constantly shifting slowly in my seat and attracting some rather strange looks as I kept sipping from my bottle. Once I got off the bus, the cool evening air hit me and I had to clamp down on every muscle I had in order to not piss myself right there in the street. As I got to my front door my clit was throbbing against my damp panties.  Once I got through the door, despite my desperation, my first priority was masturbate. And dear God, full-bladder orgasms are amazing.
    • 9 use them both but discretely so he doesn't notice. 
    • Since I know that not everyone is into fear wetting/messing (or messing at all, for that matter), I tried to tone it down it down a little bit (fear not, it's still there). The first, like, third of the story is desperation followed by wetting, but be warned! Things get messy soon after.   -------------------------------------   Mei stood atop the payload in Numbani, desperately wishing she had chosen some lighter clothes. The heat was oppressive and relentless, and she found herself frequently shooting herself in the face with her cryo blaster just to cool down. Like many missions, Mei's team had rushed ahead, leaving her as the only one to protect and push the payload.   And boy, was she bored.   The sounds of fighting raged up ahead, but she was stuck back here on the what felt like the world's slowest roller-coaster. Mortal danger be damned, she wished she was up there, fighting with everyone else. It couldn't be worse than this.   Then again, maybe it was for the best. She didn't have the best track record with keeping her pants dry and poop-free in combat. Hell, she didn't have a very sterling record out of combat. Something about having been frozen for so long did permanent damage to her body. She supposed it was a blessing, since being slightly incontinent was preferable to something like brain damage or sensory impairment.   All things considered, she was probably lucky that she got out of it with just a weak bladder and matching bowels.   She still didn't have to like it, though. Once she resumed lab work, they made her wear diapers after she'd had a few too many accidents on the job. She still wasn't sure if wetting her diaper was any more or less humiliating than wetting her pants.   Today, however, she was suddenly missing her diapers, since she opted not to wear one on this mission. She'd gotten confident in her control, and wanted to put her body to the test in a real mission. It may turn out to be a mistake, though, as she was feeling a rather pressing need to pee.   This, too, was a "good thing", all things considered. Over the last couple of years, half the time she didn't know she had to pee until it was already most of the way down her legs. So the simple fact that she got this warning meant she'd made progress. It was all about being optimistic.   Of course, no amount of optimism made her feel like she wasn't about to just up and pee in her pants.   She decided to relax a little bit. She sat day on top of the payload, leaning her back against it. To pass the time until the payload finally reached its destination, and to distract from her pressing need to urinate, she began recounting previous missions.   She recalled one where she, Tracer, and Reinhardt had been sent to destroy some rogue omnics that had reactivated somewhere near Eichenwalde. She felt so cool (pun intended) during that mission. Throwing ice walls up to block incoming fire, sniping enemies with icicles, freezing things solid before shattering them into a million pieces. Good times.   Of course, she had an accident during that mission, didn't she? That's right. At some point during the fighting, she took cover behind a wall, and her bladder and bowels just decided they were done doing what she wanted. She remembered suddenly noticing that she was sitting in a pile of wet mush. Tracer and Rein were nice enough about it. They thought she just got scared and couldn't hold it, but again, she didn't know if it was more or less embarrassing to admit she just couldn't help it. Tracer had been quick to reassure Mei that "it happens to everyone, luv! Even I have, once or twice," to which Reinhardt replied "Once or twice?!". She got a laugh out of that.   Okay, so daydreaming had the opposite effect of taking her mind off of her bladder. She realized that she'd subconsciously started holding herself. Moaning in desperation, she began looking for anywhere to relieve herself. Of course a city as futuristic as Numbani wouldn't have a porta potty anywhere. She didn't quite want to just go in an alley, though. The payload suddenly lurched forward before coming to an abrupt stop, evidently having hit a checkpoint. The sudden movements caused a quick spurt of pee to be released into her poor panties, which soaked up the pee readily. Her crotch turned very warm, with a little bit seeping down to her butt. She gasped in alarm, and both of her hands rocketed to the space between her legs, trying very hard to make sure that leak was the last one.   She checked her mission progress. They payload was 34.6% of the way there. Seeing how far she still had to go made her almost pee herself then and there. There was absolutely no way she could last that long. The payload would be fine if she just left it for like, thirty or forty-five seconds, right? Giving up any sense of decency, she started scouting for viable alleyways or gutters.   At last she spotted one that was very out-of-sight, and decided it was the one. She stood up, and instantly wished she hadn't. Another quick spurt re-warmed her crotch. The bigger barrier was still to come, however, as she still had to jump down from the payload. The two-foot drop might as well have been a bottomless cavern, considering her chances of making it. Steeling herself, and clamping down hard, she jumped.   The moment she hit the ground, however, her blood ran cold as she lost a sizeable amount of urine into her thick pants. With a quick, panicky gasp, she regained control. She now had a wet patch on her crotch and thighs, the size of a large orange. She was losing hope fast. She took careful step after careful step. She was in a daze, in disbelief as each step cost her more leaked urine. The wet patch continually grew, evolving from an orange-sized patch to melon-sized, then watermelon, then began streaming down her thighs and down her legs.   She reached the alley, dropped her pants, and was curious on why she didn't have to pee anymore.   Oh, I've completely peed my pants, already, haven't I? She thought in despair, tears beginning to well in her eyes. She pulled her pants back up, and inspected the damage. Large, thick trails of wetness ran down both legs. Despite their dark coloring, it was still pretty obvious what she'd done.   She returned to her post on the payload, sulking. As she was just waiting for it all to be over, she heard a sound that struck fear into even the bravest men and women:   "RYUU GA WAGA TEKI WO KURAU!!"   She knew the words well. Everyone did. She didn’t know how he did it, but those are the words Hanzo shouts when he sends huge, spiralling death your way.   If she hadn't already wet herself, she would've now. As if wetting herself hadn't been enough, the words seemed to knock her bowels loose, and she could feel them about to release. Then she saw it: The enormous, spiralling, spirit dragons or whatever they were gliding through earth and buildings...   Directly towards the payload she was riding. She stood up, petrified with fear. Do I have enough time to run?! How fast are they going?! Do they- Oh no! Her thought were interrupted by a sudden brrrrrrrap from her backside. The first, rather unladylike noise was soon followed by a very loud squishing sound as she thoroughly filled her pants. She felt the shameful warmth cover her butt, leaving very little space unsoiled. Some of it even flowed beyond the cuff of her panties, and down her right thigh, just a bit. Her pants and panties sagged down quite far, I really should have worn a diaper...   As the dragons approached, she activated one of her most useful abilities, and encased herself within a large block of protective ice. For one reason or another, the dragons didn't seem to care about her, as long she was inside of it. Unfortunately, entering the ice block had the unintended consequence of mushing her accident against her butt, as the ice was very tightly packed against her. Like salt in a wound, her mess was smeared against her rear.   My team is so going to make fun of me for this...   -------------------------------------   Hana Song, or D.Va as she was more commonly known, had a reputation for always keeping her cool in combat. She was so confident in her abilities and her mighty MEKA suit, that she actually livestreamed her missions over the internet, to the joy of her many fans. What they didn't know, however, was her tendency to be... less brave without her mech.   After she wet and/or messed herself the first few times her mech was destroyed, she, like Mei, had taken up the habit of wearing diapers on missions. At first, she hated that she had to, but for a celebrity like herself, it was important to save face. Over time, however, she grew somewhat fond of them.   She was rather hoping today wouldn't prove to be a day she’d need her diaper, but she wore it, just in case. More than once in the past, she’d decided against it, and later regretted it.   It turned out to be a good call, as she had fallen back to check on Mei at the payload, since she gotten off of it for a little while, and then Hanzo shot his dragons at it. On the way there, her mech had been fatally damaged, and crashed into the side of a building, then collapsed into the street.   Normally not a problem, but this instance was different: her eject button had malfunctioned. Shey lay on the ground, pinned by her own mech. She was totally stuck, and totally useless to her team, right now. Worse yet, she had to use the bathroom. Badly.   She'd had to for a while now, but she didn't want her fans to see her making any faces that would... give away what she was doing in her pants. But now, her stream was (hopefully) down, and she was free to use her pants as a bathroom as she pleased. She had to admit: they were damn convenient. Sometimes in battle, she just let go, because it was easier than holding it.   Some people knew her little secret about wearing them when she was piloting her mech, but what she never told anyone was that she also sometimes wore them around the house. Despite her crime-fighting career, she never gave up her old hobby of streaming. She reasoned, ostensibly, that it was unfair to her fans for her to have to take bathroom breaks while streaming. Many times, she’d be sitting, commentating on whatever she was playing, and, unbeknownst to the thousands watching her, simultaneously urinating on herself. She found the diapers particularly useful when streaming horror games.   As she was lost in thought, her stomach and bladder decided to remind her of her needs. She sighed, and, lying flat on her back, she closed her eyes, and let her liquid warmth fill the front of her diaper. First the area between her legs was met with the heat, then she felt it quickly flow down to her bottom. Before long, nearly every inch of her protective garment had been soaked with her pee. She wasn't done, though.   Finding a gap in her collapsed mech, she lifted her legs up, scrunched up her face, and pushed hard. She felt the mushy substance pile up in her diaper, and she cursed the fact that she had to put her legs down, since that caused it to be even further mashed into her butt. As convenient as she found them, and as much as she had warmed up to peeing on herself, no amount of experience was going to make her enjoy crapping her pants.   As a rather unpleasant smell began to fill the interior of her makeshift cage, she suddenly regretted all the food she ate yesterday.   She was prepared to take a nap, since she could be there for a while, when she suddenly heard a voice, "Hana? Are you in there?" The voice belonged to Mei.   "Uhhh, yeah. Think you could get me out?"   My team is so going to make fun of me for this...   -------------------------------------   Zarya was worried. D.Va had gone to check on Mei, and hadn't returned. Throwing out as many shields as she could before withdrawing, she retreated towards the payload. Her concern was well-warranted, as the poor streamer was trapped under the wreckage of her own mech. And standing next to the crash site was... a very wet and messy Mei.   Zarya approached them, and affixed a curious gaze on Mei, "What happened to you?", she asked, clearly eyeing the large, long dark streaks going down both of Mei's legs. Mei jumped, and tried in vain to cover the massive wetness with her hands.   Mei avoided eye contact, nervously knotted her hands together, and just quietly mumbled "dragons...", which seemed to elicit an understanding nod from the weightlifter. Mei was most certainly not the first person to ruin their pants and panties at the sight of Hanzo’s ultimate ability. Even Zarya herself had leaked upon, from time to time. Something that had thankfully gone unnoticed.   Zarya had a reputation as the strongest woman alive, hell maybe just the strongest person alive; and it simply wouldn’t do to have people know she sometimes had accidents, however small they may be.   Hana joined in the conversation suddenly, "Is that Zarya?! Help me out, here!" she shouted helplessly.   Zarya put her hands on her hips and observed the damage.   Mei looked around, and began formulating a plan, "Maybe if we can attach a wire from the payload to the mech, it will be strong enough to pull it off- What are you doing?!" she shouted in surprise, as Zarya had ignored her plan and simply bent over and started trying to lift the huge robot carcass. Zarya’s incredibly large and powerful muscles went to work, lifting the machine.   Mei was certain that she was about to break her back, but to her surprise, the wreckage budged. After a few more moments of Zarya giving it her all, the mech began to rise just enough for D.Va to escape.   Zarya began speaking between groans, "Come on, Hana! Crawl out!" As Hana obeyed, Zarya felt something happening. It wasn't her back breaking, it was much worse. She felt something about to escape into her pants. A long, wet, plplbplbplbplp sounded from her rear, and she blushed a very bright red while still lifting up the heavy robot.   Zarya was a big woman. Who lifted weights. She ate a lot. Her... releases were accordingly massive. Mei had a good view of the Russian woman's backside, and was able to see it clearly bulge out. She could also see the strong stream of urine pour from her crotch and onto the ground below her. Zarya could feel at first mushy, mud-like mess pouring out of her, and directly into her waiting panties; then a firm, thick log nestled its way in. Then another. And another. Meanwhile, her bladder took its chance and emptied. As her legs were spread and bent, a large stream wet her crotch, then fell to the ground, below her. She wasn’t fortunate enough, however, as not all the urine took that path out. Much of it did flow down her legs, wetting her pants as they were being filled.   Zarya was not thrilled about this. People say female weightlifters are slightly more prone to leakage, but she just had a full-blown accident in front of her peers. Wet mush stewed in the seat of her black pants, and warm urine ran down her muscely legs and into her boots.   My team is so going to make fun of me for this...   -------------------------------------   The three were surprised to find that each of them had had an accident, and shared a good laugh about it. With Zarya on their side, not many people would dare to make fun of them, the rest of their team just acknowledging that "accidents happen". In the end, the payload was delivered, and they each took a well-needed bath.   And Mei got gold objective time.   -------------------------------------   Hope you guys liked it! Can't say for sure when the next part will be up, but it will involve Pharah, and some nice fear-related scenes.
    • I consider myself 97.2% straight but sometimes I want the softness of a woman, the subtle aroma of a girlie muff (what my friend calls it!). Someone said vivi le difference or whatever - for sure. 
    • My period is the one time of the month when I can * my brains out. I peed in my pad in front of the secretary (who I hate), walked up and down in my boss's office . It's hard to control my behavior when I'm bleeding. Lovers have no issue with the mess. I feel sorry for the woman who is forced to bed suffering from terrible cramps and sometimes migraines as well. Sometimes it looks like I have a hamster stuck in my pants my pad gets so full of p! The one time I did a BM in my pants at work was during my period. It was in the arborium garden at the school. Definitely would have lost my job if I got caught - but I couldn't resist. That "time of the month" is dangerous for very sexual women like us. But I love it!!