Some philias are quite broad in their scope. Take for example uniforms. I personally like a woman in uniform. It can be as part of sexual play, defining a role, even if it’s just in a light-hearted way, or it could be that the uniform accentuates the wearer’s femininity or specific feature of their physical appearance. This is not to say that the uniform imparts power to the individual or alternatively makes them subservient in some way. I don’t like things that objectify women or reduce them to two dimensional entities.
However some philias are very specific. Omorashi falls into this category. Omorashi (From the Japanese “to wet oneself”) is defined by Wikipedia as being sexually aroused by the sensation of having a full bladder or attraction to someone experiencing the feeling of a full bladder. There are several variants on the full bladder theme, but I’ve never felt that such discomfort, with the possibility of an embarrassing outcome, could ever lead to anything sexually pleasurable.
We went to gym so I loaded up with fluids before and during. We then showered and went shopping. I took a leak just before we left for the shops, then, while we were out, I had a sandwich for lunch and a bottle of water.
By the time we got home I was bursting for a pee. There were roadworks on the main route into the village and a huge tailback of traffic. When I reached the loo I was hopping around in a way that I haven’t done since I was about seven or eight. That’ll teach me to think, “Oh, I wait til I get home.”
The shear joy and sense of relief that I felt as “Percy” popped into my palm is almost indescribable. My bladder was so full that I couldn’t pee for a moment, then it happened. As I started to urinate my relief was accompanied by a buzzing, tingling sparkling sensation (white and blue stars if followers of my synaesthesia are interested). I then got a sensation not dissimilar to an orgasm. Not as intense, or enjoyable but similar nonetheless.
It took me completely by surprise and left me a little breathless. I think if I’d have been ready for it I would have enjoyed it more and been able to describe it a little better.
So, while I can’t say that wetting myself in public is going to give me a stiffy, literally of metaphorically, the sensation was intriguing, unexpected and worthy of further investigation. I feel an experiment coming on.