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  1. Warning, this will be long... If you've read my profile/posts, you probably know that I'm madly in love with, and in a relationship with, an action figure. This is not the first time I've fallen in love with an inanimate object, it happened to me a few times pre-puberty. I never expected it to happen to me as an adult, but it did. I was at Walmart picking up a couple things with Doody, and as usual, we stopped to look at the action figures to see if there were any cool ones; sometimes we'll buy one. When I saw that Seth Rollins action figure, I got serious butterflies, shaking hands, sweaty palms, the whole nine yards. My arms were full, so I had Doody put him on the top of the pile, which I cradled to my breasts. The package felt warm against me, and I could feel my heart pounding. My limbs were tingling and I felt like I was walking on a cloud. The moment I got out to the car, I ripped open the package and freed him from the plastic. Finally, he was in my hand, and I was overcome by a rush of endorphins and love. From that moment on, Seth went with me just about everywhere. At first, I kind of thought I was crazy, but then I remembered the objects I'd fallen for in my childhood, and some show I'd seen years ago about people in relationships with statues, cars, and life-size dolls, so I decided to go with it and consider myself in a relationship with him. Another thing I also considered was that I might have, for the first time since my teens, a crush on a celebrity. Definitely not so. While Seth Rollins/Tyler Black is one of my favorite superstars, he doesn't make me weak in the knees like his action figure does. It's also just that particular action figure, too. I actually had a Seth action figure before I got the one I fell in love with, and it got the usual treatment my action figures get (pee and possibly sex before being posed on my tv stand in a sexual position with another, in this case with Dean Ambrose, both of them in their Shield gear). I also bought another, very similar, Seth action figure, just to see if I'd develop feelings for it, too, but I did not, it was just like buying any other action figure I'd bought before the special one. I just bent him over his Money in the Bank briefcase and set Roman up spanking him. My feelings settled, I threw myself into the relationship because it felt good. It still feels good. We do all the normal couple stuff; go out to dinner, hang out with friends, take long walks, take selfies, watch tv, cuddle and kiss. I love rubbing his back and stroking his hair and holding his hand. Oddly, I have had no urges to give him the usual treatment I give to my action figures. I don't know why, but it just doesn't feel right to do so now. I do touch him intimately sometimes, though. As I mentioned before, I take him with me everywhere I go, even to Thanksgiving, where I announced him as my boyfriend. I also take him to work. At first, I would leave him in the car, but this week, I started bringing him in with me. I keep him in my purse unless I'm in the truck. It's nice to have him there. Now that it's winter, he's often in the pocket of my hoodie, where I can hold him to keep him warm, and the love keeps me warm, happy. What's usually a pretty unpleasant time of year for me is turning out to be not so bad. I'm not stressed in the least... ...Except when I'm without Seth. Here's the not-so-good part, or rather the part of this I think might be a little...off. I go to sleep cuddling him. When I lose him, I wake up, and have to find him before I can go back to sleep. This happens two or three times a night. I definitely don't leave the apartment without him, even for a simple dash to Speedway. In the car, he usually rides hooked into my seat belt, over my heart, so he can have a view. I feel bad about taking him outside without a coat because it's cold. If someone threatens to harm him, even in jest, I get extremely anxious, and if someone manages to take him from me (no one's been able to do that for quite awhile, though) I completely panic and freak out until he's back in my arms. Nothing like that ever happened in my childhood experiences with inanimate objects. I have no desire for a serious relationship with another human, but that's nothing new; it's something I've been turned off to for quite a few years. One of my friends suggested Seth is some kind of security blanket for me. I don't think that's quite it. I have not recently been hurt, my life's actually improving, and was never a security-blanket type. I can stand on my own in a social situation. So, am I a little crazy, or just one of those people who digs objects? Are those of us who fall in love with objects crazy?
  2. relationship

    I'm curious about something, and I'd like to ask a question. If this applies to you, feel free to give your input if you wish. For those of you who are in a monogamous, closed, relationship with someone who wants nothing to do with your watersports fetish: What is your outlet for your fetish? How do you express it? Is it a satisfying outlet, or do you feel a little slighted and yearn for more? Since I was once in that exact situation, here's my answer: My outlet was the internet, watching videos, chat and webcam bullshit, and pissing myself whenever I could get away with it and sharing pics and stories about it online. Of course, I had to wait until he left the house (which rarely ever happened), because he said he never wanted to see it ever again, because it was the "nastiest thing" he ever saw, after I once wet in front of him. At first, I was satisfied with the online shit, but within a matter of less than a year, I wanted the real thing. While I was happy that my photosets and stories were being enjoyed, I felt sad not having someone to share it with. NOTE: I'm not in this situation any longer, and haven't been for years, I'm divorced. I was just curious how other people deal with it.
  3. The wind gently dances with my light brown, wavy hair. I take a deep breath as yet another slimy, dirty, lime green ripped zombie approaches me. I squeeze the giant, heavy hammer in my hand and get myself ready to smash its worthless brain craving head into a bloody mess. I can smell the rotten scent that's coming from it. Beep beep beep Huh? What's that? Beep beep beep What the heck? Where is that coming from? Am I hallucinating? Not now please, I need to defeat these nasty zombies, I don't have time for this right now. Beep beep beep Shit, it won't stop. Beep beep beep The sound is getting louder and brighter. BEEP BEEP BEEP I open my eyes. I'm in my cozy and warm bed, no zombies anywhere. Damn, I would have loved to beat some more zombies up. But here I am, covered with blankets without my glorious hammer. Whatever. I slowly change my position and see that your side of bed is empty. Right. You're not here. I love to wake up by your side but that's an rare occurrence. I search for my cell and send you a message. "Honey, would you mind getting your ass here tonight? I miss you." I throw the cell back to my bed. You're not going to answer in ages, you're still fast asleep a few more hours, I know you are. I know you. I yawn and get out of the bed. The floor is cold. I go through the room with my eyes, trying to see if my woolen stockings are laying somewhere in there. And they are. I put them on my feet and head to the kitchen. I rub my eyes. I'm still tired. I put the coffee machine on and sit to wait it finish making me the delicious morning coffee. I can't live without it. I just can't wake up properly without drinking one or two cups of coffee, you know? Time passes by. I think of those zombies I smashed during the night. I never see action dreams, my dreams are rather boring usually. Now I got to see some, my stupid alarm had to wake me up during the most interesting action. What a jerk. Oh, the coffee is ready. I stand up and get myself a mug. It's black with a text "Don't talk to me before I've drank this". I got it from you. It's my favorite. Because I got it from you. And because the statement it has on it is true. I'm not a morning person. I pour coffee into the mug and walk to the refrigerator and open its door. No milk. There's no fucking milk. Typical. Well, I have to drink the coffee black then. I sit again and start to sip the coffee while sinking back to my thoughts. Beep beep Huh? Did you answer already? I run to the bedroom, a coffee mug still in my hands. I left my phone there. I grab it and read the message. It is from you. "Yeah, sure. I don't know when though.. But we'll see that later, is that ok honey?" A smile raises on my face. I like it when you call me honey. It makes me feel happy and warm. Like I'm important to you. Am I silly? "That's okay, see you later :)" I reply fast and head back to the kitchen to finish my coffee. Ah, all this coffee has made me need to pee. And I actually didn't have even a morning pee earlier. I should go now. I head to the bathroom. I lower my light blue and soft pajama pants and sit onto the toilet seat. I squeeze my stomach and bladder muscles to start peeing but then stop myself in the middle. Perhaps I could hold it instead. Yeah, I have some weird traits, like this. I like to hold and wet myself. It's kinda embarrassing. The only person I've told about it is my boyfriend. It's not actually his cup of tea but he's still totally supporting. I pull my pajama pants back on. Now, I have a plan. I try to hold it as long as when my boyfriend comes here. But... Maybe I should still have my morning pee before it, I haven't peed during the night after all.. Yeah, I'll do that. I sit back onto the toilet seat and release myself. *** Some hours later. Door bell. Oh, you're finally here! I run to open the door for you. I've had a lots of water and am semi desperate actually. You come in and lean towards me to give me a kiss. You have smoked a cigarette recently. I haven't had one in a while. Maybe I should go have one. "Want to come to have a cigarette with me?" I ask. "No, I just had one." You reply to me laughing. "Yeah, I could taste that. Wanted to ask anyway." I say quietly and leave the room to go to the balcony. I light my cigarette and wonder what should I do with my holding. It would be boring to quit now but I know this is not your thing and I don't know. I really don't know. What if you notice? I'm not extremely desperate but normally I would have gone by now already. I decide to keep holding, I just need to be careful, I don't want you to notice anything. I come back inside and you're on the couch, ready for the movie. As always. You have brought all the pillows and a blanket too. I ask what are we going to watch and after you answer, I realize it's an 2,5 hours movie. I wonder if I'll last that long. I sneak under the blanket with you and we start the movie. After half an hour I can't stay still and I'm squirming like a little bird. I restlessly change my position every now and then and concentrating on the movie is really hard. I'm not able to hold through the entire movie. But I wouldn't want to leave to the bathroom now once you're next to me, holding my hand and all. I take several deep breaths but it doesn't help. I'm still squirming and things are getting really serious. It's really hard to hold. I can't help letting a quiet moan out of my tiny mouth. "Honey? Are you okay?" Your voice cuts my thoughts off. "Ummm.. Y-yes, I think, I'm just.. a bit restless.." I mumble as my face turns red. Fuck, he noticed. I should really go to the bathroom now. "Why?" You watch me searching hints from my face. "Honey, can it be... Are you by any chance holding yourself?" Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What I should answer? The redness on my face gets deeper. "Why haven't you gone to the toilet? You know, we could just pause the movie?" You have the weird look on your face. "Umm... I don't know, because.. I don't know, I wanted to.. Umm, it was nice under the blanket with you and... I thought.. I'm sorry, I should maybe go now.." It's hard to find the right words. "No. You'll hold it since you haven't gone already. You have to hold it to the end of this movie." You say, with a weird tone of voice. What? Why would you say that to me? It's not possible. Things like this aren't your cup of tea? Why are you saying this all out of a sudden? "Ummm" I look you in the eyes with a silly look. "Are you sure? I mean... I mean, I don't know if..." "You don't know what?" "...If I'm able to do that.." "Of course you can do it, honey. I'm by your side with this." Perhaps I should try a bit longer for you. This is a bit strange to be honest. But I'm so desperate already and the movie isn't even near to its end yet. Why didn't I go to the bathroom after you came? Why? A great wave of desperation hits me and I quickly grab my crotch. My face turns red again. It was a close one. I try to understand something from the movie but everything just goes through my eyes and I can't catch on anything that happens. I squeeze my legs hard together and press my lips hard against each other trying to prevent myself from moaning. This is embarrassing. I haven't ever done this with someone around. The waves get stronger and I'm having them more often. I've lost my consciousness of time. Suddenly, you lean closer to me. You put your lips on mine and start kissing me. What are you doing? Don't you see I'm fucking nearly peeing myself? I kiss you back. You hold gently my head with other hand and you put your other one on my crotch. Great. Now if I lose it, I'll lose it on your hand. And it's happening soon. No. No. No. It's happening now. Get your hand away! You rub my crotch and it's just making everything worse. How I ended up in this situation?. I'm too shy to say anything. I try to do my best with my holding but my bladder muscles are getting really weak. I can feel small amount of pee escape. I blush. I hope you didn't notice it. You're still kissing me. Another spurt escaped. I cannot hold it anymore. Please stop kissing me. I lose the control of my bladder and quickly push you aside and hop out of the couch. I can't stop the pee coming out of me. In front of you. I'm peeing myself and you're watching as I do so. I'm so embarrassed. What are you thinking? I can't help but start sobbing. You get up too and come to hug me. "It's okay, honey. I thought you liked to do this?" "Yes but... I'm embarrassed to do it in front of someone.. At least when I know it's not your thing or anything..." I whisper looking the floor underneath me. It's wet. "Don't worry about it. I wanted to try it since you like it anyway" You smile. "It wasn't the worst moment of my life." "Are you sure?" I ask wiping the tears off my face. "Yes, I'm sure." You say and give me yet another kiss.
  4. Ok. So. I've been into omo for a few years now, but I've only told one or two people, because I've never really wanted to tell anyone else. Well, no, I guess it's more that I've never had anyone else I'm comfortable telling- even I have to admit it's a bit out there. Anyways, getting to my point... Yesterday, my boyfriend and I were laying around in bed when he started poking me and ended up poking my bladder. It was a little bit full, so I started squirming around, and he kept poking it. Of course I got curious and asked what he was doing, and he told me he enjoyed watching me squirm, and that it was a turn on for him because it reminded him of...other things in regards to the bedroom. You know what I mean. He doesn't know about my interests in omo, but this definitely made me consider pushing it a little more and experimenting with how far I can push the boundaries without flat out asking him if he's into it or telling him that I am. For the record, I'm more just interested in holding with occasional wetting, and of course reading about/watching other's desperation. I would consider incorporating it into our other...activities, but I really haven't thought that far ahead yet. I don't really know what to do, so I figured I'd ask you all- do you think there's a chance he's into it, or could develop an interest as well? If so, what should I do next?
  5. Female

    Hello guys! long time no see eh? :D hmm..i don't know how to start this off (I'm bad at starting things off)...But i'll try anyway. I told my guy (Who's also my Dom) whom I've been with for a month now ( we were friends before, don't worry...he's also my dom) that I was into peeing...the best thing is, he's into peeing as well (other types of peeing that's not specifaccly omorashi) and I also told him i was into peeing, but I didn't say a certain type until tonight. It all started off as we were just talking about variety of things, and you know how sometimes people go silent over the phone? Yeah, it was like that. So I decided to say something about my certain fetish (omorashi). Now mind you, I was planning on holding tonight - Still am, actually, I'm doing it right now as I type this. And due to him being an open-minded person and he was already into peeing, he has no problem with it. And to make things better, we even discussed some of the things to torture my bladder. Um..Don't know what else to put here regarding to this xD but I would like to answer some questions if you may have any? (I don't know :P )