Amateur Omorashi Legends: Wetpantsboy

Old landing page for Wetpantsboy.com

I must clarify again:  I'm gay.  Like mega-ultra gay. ⚢  That means I'm only interested in the female body and female wetting.  But Wetpantsboy gets a shout-out for his old website, which was one of the greatest to ever do it.  And his vids were not bad far as male wetting goes because they tended to keep "things" covered & featured realistic scenarios like "locked bathroom" and the like.  For myself and other lesbian wetting fans, those features can go a long way toward making male pee vids watchable.

Wetpantsboy.com was one of the greatest pee (and poo if that's your thing) sites on the 'net in the 2000s & 2010s. The site's creator of the same name acted as both administrator and a frequent contributor of videos.  It featured both a male and female wetting portal & rivaled Xtube in the amount of free wetting videos it contained.  And notably, all of it was amateur content IIRC.  It was truly the Golden Era of Omo, pun definitely fucking intended. 

Then in 2015 it became a pay-to-play site called "PooPeeLife" (lol) & was taken over by someone named "PooAlexa" (lmao) and the rest is history.  Most of those amazing amateur vids have been lost to the sands of time, their creators either retiring or also disappearing into the ether since the downfall of Xtube & WPB & ushering in what I refer to as the 3rd Wave of Omo creators, aka the ones we have today.  

Sample of WPB's work.  Theme: bathroom in use, couldn't wait.

Wetpantsboy is still active on the web and can be found on X.com @wetpantsboy, and his older vids can be found on ThisVid.com.  He appears to have some new pay-site content available through his X account, so definitely check that out.  We salute you, mate.  🫡

Pissmas Shopping Made Easy

LOL.

Christmas, or as we urophiles call it, "Pissmas," is just around the corner.  If you're looking for the perfect weird, humorous pee-related gifts for the Omo lover in your life, urine luck!  (If that's just you don't feel bad.  We can't all be lucky enough to have IRL piss pals).  Some of these items would make excellent Dirty Santa gifts for normie friends or coworkers, and all are a great way to drop a heavy hint that you're into pee play, wink-wink. 

Since you've all been very naughty boys and girls this year, here are some of my fave finds from online shopping sites:  

Cafepress gear.

For the Golden Shower lover in your life.

No subtlety here!  

Some golden Etsy finds.

...and some humorous home decor:  

From Zazzle.com

Desperate man light switch cover

Bonanza.com find for the ardent Trump supporter...

....and one for the Trump hater.  Something for everybody!

Oh, and if you're looking for a more hardcore gift, check out Meo.de, which has multiple piss-specific sex toys and contraptions (mostly for men it looks like).  Like this:

I read it 20 times and still don't understand...

More about the Urine "Recycler" System.

Drink up, pee slaves.

Personally I don't need anything that high tech.  I'd be absolutely ecstatic to get some new wetting undies and a replacement for the cheapo sex toy I broke (woopsie).  But I'll have to buy that myself since I'm single.  My dream Omo gift at this moment would probably be a year's supply of Pull-Up style diapers so I could just piss without a care and ditch the laundry for a while!  But with the price of padding these days there's no chance I'll be purchasing them myself.  Boo.

What are you asking Santa to leave under YOUR Pissmas tree this year, flooded friends?

Floodgaytes' Fave Finds, Vol. 4

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Quickie Porn Review: 2 Desperate Girls, 1 Locked Bathroom

"Hey, you in line?"

Leftgirl loses it first, triggering Rightgirl's flood.

 

Oh, so wet!  I'm so embarrassed.  😏

"My leggings are ruined."

Strap in tight y'all, this one is a doozy. 

While it's got all the features of a professional pee vid that I'd normally hate... I don't hate it.  In fact I love it.  This porn features two fit Spanish-sounding women (friends?  Strangers?) outside a locked bathroom door.  Their desperation gradually grows until the girl on the left (Leftgirl) starts leaking, triggering Rightgirl to do the same. 

But it's the sexy narration, the high-def writhing in their puddles that makes this so hot.  Both women seem reluctant to wet themselves, yet you can tell both are turned on by it & want to "finish" in their pants.  They sort of take turns letting go which is also hot.... as if each girl's increasing wetness triggers the other to let go more.  We see ample pussy shots here, which you would NOT expect to see in a real-life wetting of this kind.  But despite its unrealistic nature, there's something very hot about this particular vid.  Maybe it's the straddling of the line between 'desperate accident' & 'pleasure wetting,' but there's something uniquely sexy happening  here.  It's on VK.com for those interested--can't link or I risk getting DMCA'd.  

Can you imagine meeting a stranger outside a public bathroom, locked & occupied, and both losing control in your pants like this?  Mmmm, I can (now).

True Convenience Wetting in Bed on a Towel

NOT my towel (but same idea).

Just wanted to share deets about my recent honest-to-goodness convenience pee.  It wasn't done for kicks or sexual thrills but simply to avoid getting up and going to the bathroom.  (Yes, this is incredibly lazy and you won't see the point if you're not "into" this lifestyle so scroll on if it's not your thing!  Then again, why are you here reading a piss blog?)   😆

I was exhausted after being up for hours and on the brink of zonking out, my sleeping meds kicking in when I realized I had to pee moderately badly.  Like, within a couple hours I would've been awoken by my stupid bladder if I didn't do something now.  Glancing around I found one dry towel at the foot of the bed I hadn't yet wrecked with my Omo naughtiness, so I grabbed it, wadded it up strategically and held on for dear life, praying it wouldn't leak onto my completely bare mattress.  (The sheet slips off way too damn often). 

As I laid somewhere between my side & stomach, one leg draped over the towel, I began peeing into it slowly... then not so slowly, taking care to avoid any leaks.  I'd stop to feel for wetness periodically but overall couldn't be bothered to sit up & look at the thing--I really had to go!  So I emptied my whole bladder into it and eventually started to feel some wetness touching my leg near the very end.  I wiped myself off gingerly and tossed the used towel in the pile on the floor before falling asleep, much more relaxed & comfy with my newly-emptied bladder. 

I'm proud to say not a drop got on my bed or floor & I didn't even have my incontinence mat under me so I might start keeping a bath towel on the bed for this purpose to avoid interrupting my sleep to go pee.  I regularly sleep more than 9 hours straight so it's an issue.  If you're ever in a bind (bathroom's in use, etc), having a big fluffy towel in your room can be a lifesaver if you're not a dude who can just go in a bottle.  Since this incident I've also peed on a pile of already-peed clothes/towels in my bedroom to avoid going to the bathroom.  Feels like a disgusting piggish thing to do, but you can't deny the convenience.

I'm sure diaper wearers are like "big deal, we never use dumb toilets" lol.  Touche.

Q&A: How Do I Get My Parents to Buy Me Diapers?

Okay, I am loathe to answer questions by 🔞 but I see this one posted to Quora too often to ignore.  It's quite disturbing how common it is actually.  

QUESTION:

ANSWER:  You DON'T.  Not a very popular answer I'm sure, but the only ethical/rational one.  Here's why:

It's not your parents' place to finance your fetish, nor should they even be aware of it if you can help it.  You cannot expect your parents to pay for something like this.  Aside from the fact that diapers are expensive, it breaks a natural and important boundary that exists between parents and their offspring for a reason. 

I get that relationships between parents and kids vary in their closeness, but if you're at the point where you don't care if your parents know about something like this, you've gone too far into "Fetish/Porn World" & need to come back to reality.  That is to say, you're living in a fantasyland where stuff like this is normal.  It's not normal, which is why it's considered a paraphilia.  That doesn't mean there's anything morally or medically wrong with it, but it also isn't something you should be okay sharing with everybody & their gardener.  Some things are meant to be kept private or shared only with an intimate sexual partner & this is one of them.  (And you should approach it with caution even then).  In fact, your loved ones have a right NOT to know shit like this--exposing them to this info against their will is akin to intellectual/cognitive assault.  The very idea of your parents knowing you wear diapers or pee/poop yourself for pleasure should make you cringe so hard with embarrassment you'd do anything to keep them from finding out.

The idea that shame is always a negative or unacceptable emotion is very recent & highly debatable.  While it serves no purpose & can be harmful if an action is not a choice--say, bedwetting as a medical condition--a little shame about acts that aren't socially acceptable that you've chosen to do can potentially spare you even bigger humiliation, loss or exclusion down the line by discouraging continuation or escalation of said behaviors.  Feeling shame also shows that you have a good sense of empathy & other reciprocal emotions--a sign that your conscience is working and you're not psychopathic or focused only on your pleasure.

For those who argue that "diapers/wetting are harmless!  At least it's not drugs"  That's irrelevant to the fact that it should remain a private pastime.  As should anything sexual where your parents are concerned.  If you disagree then you're getting into exhibitionist/incest territory which has nothing to do with a pee/diaper fetish.  I promise they don't want to know about or be involved in your personal kinks, and they have every right not to be... especially while you're living under their roof.  Yes, parents should discuss safer sex with their kids--but taking them to the sex shoppes and buying them sex toys or, in this case, diapers (shudders) is several bridges too far.  Are there parents who do it?  Yes, I'm sure there are, but that doesn't change the fact that it's a boundary violation and wrong.

Which brings me to my next point:  Disclosing this puts you at risk of being lectured, shamed, punished or even expelled from the home depending on how strict your parents are.  Some parents take their AB/DL loved one straight to a doctor or therapist to figure out what's "wrong" with them when they find out; others expose the secret to friends, family or religious leaders while seeking advice.  Is that a price you're willing to risk paying just to maybe get your parents to buy you some Depends?  Think hard about this one because there's no taking it back once you've said it.  

TLDR:  If you don't have an allowance, after school job or other source of income, you'll have to wait until you're independent and out on your own to wear diapers for pleasure.  Sucks but them's the breaks.  There are adult diaper companies that send out free samples in the mail, but you run the risk of having them seized by the homeowner if your parents open your mail. 

Part of what makes fetishes/paraphilias so attractive is that they're taboo & we have to be discreet about our participation in them.  While you wait to to get your own place and/or income, you can plan all the details:  the naughty places you'll wet yourself, the diaper brands you want to try.  Then when the day actually comes, it'll be that much more exciting.  (Speaking from personal experience on this one--as a kid who got caught damn near every time I tried wetting my pants, I eventually gave up and just decided to wait until I was grown and on my own, a decision that was WELL worth it). 💛

(Please note:  this does not apply to actual bed-wetters or incontinent people who should feel no shame in discussing their need for incontinence products with their doctor and/or guardians.  It's not the wetting or the diapers that are "shameful" in this equation, it's the sexual arousal and the fact that it's deliberate for "pleasure wetters".  And even then, it's not truly immoral or shameful--just something private to be kept to oneself).    

How ABDL's should feel at the thought of their parents finding out.

Dream Wetting Locations

Just filling my bladder up while lying in bed for the umpteenth time this week, daydreaming about all the public places I'd love to wet myself if it were socially acceptable to do so.  (Unfortunately it's NOT & could get you in trouble IRL, so I don't advise trying this yourself for real.  It's just hot to think about).  🫦 💦

There's something indescribably sexy about the thought of entering a dressing room with an armful of clothes to try on, latching the door, hanging up the clothes, pulling down your pants, sitting on the little ledge & just emptying your bladder into your panties as if you were in a toilet stall.  I suppose you could do this in a diaper without making a mess/getting caught if you had to try it IRL.

Imagine the rush from drunkenly walking up to the bar for a refill while simultaneously draining the tank right under the ledge where the bartender couldn't see it!  Everyone behind you could, sure, but what do you care?  You're #pissy drunk!   #liquidcourage

 

So you're puttering along running errands, everything's going fine until... bumper-to-bumper traffic.  You're gridlocked and it's showing no sign of clearing.  Meanwhile your bladder's aching worse by the minute.  30 minutes, 45 minutes go by.  An hour.  Finally after frantically checking everywhere for containers & towels, you realize you're not gonna make it & surrender to nature's call, hot pee bubbling forth like a volcanic eruption in your undies & car seat.  The relief is orgasmic & it takes all your willpower not to Jill off right there in traffic.

It's your first time getting a full-body deep tissue massage & you weren't prepared for how badly it'd make you need to urinate.  Ah, just 10 more minutes according to the big clock on the wall.  You got this...  
Just then you exhale gently as the masseuse pushes on your abdomen and the unthinkable happens--No!  You're having an accident right on the table!  The massage therapist is very understanding, telling you she's seen it happen several times before.  You grab yourself & shoot upright, frantically scanning for a bathroom.  Shockingly she discourages it, warning that you'll "undo" the previous 30 minutes' work if you tense up and leave the table.  "I'm sorry but I still have to go" you protest.  "Don't sweat it.  I know it feels weird but we're almost done, promise.  Try to relax.  I've got extra scrubs in the back if you'd like to just wear them home.  No extra charge." 
Wow.  What a professional & mature attitude.  You begrudgingly lean back into a reclined position, wetting all the while.  She continues kneading & rubbing your muscles as you apologetically hiss & splash your panties until it's hitting the floor. 

While you've never tried public wetting beyond a swimming pool, that could change tonight. You have a date with an Omo sweetie you met on a fetish site & want to dress for the occasion "just in case," choosing a pair of black-grey yoga pants & a long flannel shirt that covers your rear. 
At the theater you order 2 large Cokes & a giant popcorn, settling in the back of the icy theater to watch the previews.  While making out, she tells you she's a '6 out of 10' on the desperation scale & briefly/discreetly rubs herself.  You try to focus on the movie & make it to the halfway point only to see her squirming wildly in her chair--you're secretly desperate too.  She whispers "I can't wait any longer; I'm about to wet" before raising up slightly & flooding her seat completely.  It's not long before you follow suit & are making out passionately with wet pants, unable to finish the movie.  You tie your jackets around your waists & jet past the clerks, giggling at your naughty deed as you leave a wet trail all the way to the car.

Hydration is vital for good health, especially during hot days or while working out.  Sometimes you get carried away though, like that time you drank too much Powerade & black tea before getting on the treadmill at the local gym.  You barely made it into the lounge area before saturating your gym shorts in front of your workout partner, who could only stare in awe at your growing wet spot & puddle.  Luckily you got it cleaned up before the attendant caught you, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it.  You re-wet your shorts a 2nd time after being dropped off at home.  

It's the 1st warm week of spring & you strike out on a solo bike ride through the woods.  You brought plenty of water, snacks, your compass & even wore your comfiest old pair of bleached denim jeans....a decision you'd soon regret. 
 You're a half-mile from home when suddenly the breeze picks up & the need to urinate hits HARD.  But you're inside city limits now--you can't just pull off somewhere and drop trou.  In fact you're in a fancy suburban development dotted with constuction workers... you'd be arrested!  Shit, shit.  What to do?  You pedal faster but it's no use.  You're leaking.  Maybe hopping off and pushing your bike would be easier on your bladder?  Press your thighs together a bit?  Ehh, no.  You're still leaking heavily.  It's noticeable big time now.  If only you'd worn your dark Spandex.  It's gonna be a long wet ride home at this rate...

The bathroom is out of order at your office and the closest open one is on the 1st floor across the lobby.  You're on the 14th floor and unfortunately you didn't find this out until too late... far, far too late.  Meanwhile that 3rd coffee has just slipped past your urethra and you've sprung a major leak. 
Thankfully it's just you and your coworker in the office today but you don't want her to see you like this.  You're wearing a skirt & hose sans panties w/ some very high heels.  No trash can or other receptacle in the vicinity... shit!  Pee droplets are streaming down your legs onto the floor.  What're you gonna do?!  You could piss in your chair but then you'd be stuck sitting in it all day. 
O fuck it.  You're already wet.  Just finish on the floor & pretend you spilled something.  Or let the janitor get it and play dumb.  If they wanted you pissing in the toilet they should've had one open. 

Anyone who uses public transit knows how tight things can get when your ride doesn't show up on time, then add the fact that many city buses don't have toilets and, well, it's not hard to see why some folks prefer to use the bus stop benches.  Those who manage to hold it often end up going in their bus seats.  Staying hydrated in the heat is more important than worrying about a little pee anyway.

Gyno/ultrasound wettings are one of my favorite fantasies.  Maybe the doc has you retain a full bladder for some medical test, then doesn't show up on time as doctors are wont to do.  Before you know it, you're spraying hot pee all over the exam table or some nurse's hands as she probes your insides with a cold wand.  Woopsie.

Finally we have the casual public wetter.  This girl truly doesn't GAF & just lets it rip in front of God and everybody.  What's that?  You got a problem with her publicly treating her pants like a toilet?  Wanna take it ou--inside?