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    April Nine got a reaction from nut420 in Sneakers   
    Only with my throwaway pairs. I honestly can't be bothered to go cleaning my shoes inside out everytime I wet so I just take old shoes I'll never wear again and spray water afterwards to call it a day. It feels good though :yep:
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    April Nine got a reaction from Mizushiro in Double accidents   
    I think this is the worst one so I'll write this one. It was back in middle school though
    Morning diarrhea has never been something uncommon to me. Whenever I've had one my habit was always just to let out as much as possible and hold it in school, eventually it goes away. So when my day started with liquid diarrhea and gut wrenching stomach ache I didn't think too much of it. I still act breakfast as usual, gulped down my morning milk and left for school. It usually went like this. I get a sudden stomach pain and the feeling of diarrhea rushing out, then after about 10-20 seconds it goes away. But that day it didn't do that. I was feeling like an expert at holding it in and kept myself composed all throughout first period. 2nd period hit and I was feeling another urge. My bladder was filling up and honestly stomach ache and bladder aches dont go together very well. I remember it was like independent reading or something and I huddled myself on one of those beanbag chairs. My stomach was starting to really hurt but I wanted to hold it in if I could. I swear, pooping in school in middle school is like the single most nerve racking thing ever. If anybody got caught you'd be the topic for the week. And as a shy little girl I hated it that. But when the stomach pain didn't go away this time and I felt diarrhea for so long, I quietly walked up to the teacher and got permission. But when I got to the bathroom, the urge went away. I sat down to let it go but another group of girls came in. My body would physically not let me go and instead I only peed. I walked back into the classroom when the pain came back only so strong I visibly bent forward and moaned. I started sweating right away and asked the teacher to go again. She looked at me weird but she let me go. I walked into a stall and let it all go.
    My stomach wasn't done that day though. I went through nearly a copy paste experience at least like i think 2-3 times that day and by the 2nd time I was letting out pure liquid.
    Comes 8th period where it was either like some presentation or lecutre or something. I was never a kid who raised their hand to ask the teacher for the bathroom. So I didn't. Bent over on my chair in cold sweat. I contemplating stopping by the toilet on the way to the bus but it was too crowded. I sat on the bus covered myself in my jacket and curled up in pain. I slowly felt like losing it. As I got up at my stop, i felt my ass getting warm. Since nobody else was at my stop, I quickly ran out to escape eyes. I stood under a shade next to a tree unable to move at all. The warm spot grew and grew and started to seep down my legs. And then one big wave of pain and I let loose. My bladder gave way at the same time turning my already liquid shit into some next level watery diarrhea. I went home only to find out that my family had all gotten a bug. I really should've gone to the nurse and left early.
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    April Nine got a reaction from Mary127 in Why do woman cross their arms or put it on their hips in line   
    You shouldn't bet on people being desperate all the time. Almost every subtle gestures are also just common gestures that people do- especially when they're bored
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    April Nine got a reaction from DesperateJill in Do you pee in the shower?   
    I don't think I've peed properly in the toilet in months
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    April Nine got a reaction from wannagetwet in Do you pee in the shower?   
    I don't think I've peed properly in the toilet in months
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    April Nine got a reaction from Swimsuit in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 1)   
    In my life I've had a fair share of REALLY bad accidents but I might've hit a new level 3 weeks ago- I was so embarrassed I didn't really even want to talk about it at first but now I'm over it again so here to my and everyone elses entertainment. 
     
    My neighbor has a really young daughter (like kindergarten elementary around that age) and my neighbor asked me if I could chaperone her while she was away at a summer camp for just the first day. I mean no offense to her or to comment on her ways but shes kind of the "if I don't have my eyes on her then its not ok" type of parent and so she wanted someone she knew to be a chaperone because she couldn't that day. It was an all day camp so I wasn't very comfortable at first but the itinerary consisted of a school building and the gym alongside a pool so I thought that bathroom shouldn't be that big of a deal and I had some personal debt to pay to my neighbor for a different issue anyways. So I reluctantly took the offer. Because it was a sports camp I did expect lots of moving around so I couldn't quite wear my diapers, especially with athletic shorts and I didn't have any incontinence panties... I should've quit the deal when I realized that but it was a little too late. They really do say accidents happen from many small errors... 
     
    Anyways I show up and its intense, I wasn't expecting that many kids with that few chaperones- I guess no parent can really run around for the whole day with their kid. I was moving around a lot and drinking lots. Ate lunch, rinse and repeat. Outside weather was pretty hot as well- it was a really humid day. I noticed I peed an excessive amount of times but I wasn't even that close to wetting myself so I thought nothing of it. Me and the 3 other adults just swapped out. Afterall, how many adults need to supervise a bunch of kids playing kickball. Maybe one to make sure nobody jumps off to the streets and one to "pitch" the kickball.
     
    The problem came with the pool, I already had to kind of pee when we started walking to the pool from the school but quite frankly I was really embarrassed to hault a group of like 50 kids because a chaperone had to go pee. I wanted to change quickly and go pee at the pool but luck wasn't quite on my side. I'm more a bikini person normally and the only one piece swimsuit at the time was a bit too tight- another small error. On top of the that, screw the bathroom, I was quickly forced out to a pool by a horde of girls. Needing to keep my composure was getting a harder by the second. Even as my bladder was feeling the effects of all the water I drank, the day was so hot and humid my body was simultaneously desperately asking for even more water. 10 minutes passes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour... these children showed no hopes of getting out of the pool. Theoretically, I could've just left for the bathroom but I want *you* to be around a group of young girls enthusiastically playing in the pool with you. Besides the pool was a big community pool filled with many other visitors and with the deep end going up to 7ft deep I didn't quite feel comfortable leaving the children either. Even though I was smiling on the outside, my bladder was crying for release. Within maybe like 10 minutes, or maybe even shorter in actual time, I started to leak. My entire body twitched as I felt myself lose control. I couldn't hold myself, couldn't cross my legs, just silently suffering and peeing into the pool. A little later another chaperone showed up with one of the "instructors" to call all the kids back to our "base camp". I felt the need to return with the kids but any sense of duty was relieved as I saw the kids leave, and also heard a huge splash... from underneath me and I can tell you it was not the pool water. I told the other chaperone I was going to the bathroom and figuratively ran to the bathroom. Now that the children and the chaperone were out of sight I held onto myself desperately. I hide around the bathroom before I entered to stop the pee trail I had been making up to now. I had finally managed to control myself- for about 5 seconds. As soon as I entered the bathroom I began to leak once more. I stormed into a stall as quick as I could and let loose to all the pee I had been holding. 
     
    BUT as unfortunate as it is, this would've just been an ordinary accident day for me if it stopped there.
    Remember, the camp was not over, and the weather was not any cooler. As I took a shower to clean off any pee off my swimsuit (oh and my entire lower body) and returned to the grass area my body decided the accident I just had wasn't really anything of concern. I was so thirsty and despite knowing what I might suffer I just couldn't stop myself from drinking water in front of me. I emptied the whole one of those green squeeze Gatorade bottles, however much waters in there... another error... a REALLY big error
     
    This is turning out to be really long... maybe because it was a long day so I'm splitting into 2 parts 
     
     
     
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    April Nine reacted to petitewonder in I need some advice about wetting "better" in college-   
    There's a large variety of types of wetting that you can do, as long as you are taking other measures into account. 
    (I lived in a dorm in college and then with my nosy parents for awhile after I graduated).
    Supplies
    1. Always carry Ziplock bags, a plastic shopping bag or two, and some extra clothes with you (including socks!). That way, in a worst case scenario, you're prepared and can duck away to change. Ziplock bags, a plastic shopping bag, socks, and underwear won't take up too much space in a bag and leggings, athletic wear, or anything stretchy really shouldn't take up too much space either. Keep a larger amount of supplies in your car (if you have one) including towels. 
    2. Take non or lightly scented wipes with you to clean off excess moisture. 
    3. Keep some fruit drinks or soda in your car in case it's a worse worst case scenario and you need an excuse right away. 
    Types of Clothing 
    1. As others have said here, a long dress or skirt can work well too. Just be mindful of the fact that if you sit down in grass that your skirt isn't underneath you so it doesn't get wet.
    2. Consider wearing a bathing suit bottom instead of underwear as that can help a bit with moisture. 
    3. Go for darker colors to hide the visible wetness better. 
    4. If you're going for diapers, get adult pull-ups that you can get at the pharmacy but look up reviews online (on forums like this) for absorbency first. Key words like "overnight" and "maximum absorbency" are good to look for. You're less likely to leak in these. 
    Locations
    1. Outside is good if you can do so without being detected. Only do so inside if there is a drain like a dorm shower or a gym shower, or, if in another location, make sure it's one you're willing and able to fully and discreetly clean afterward. 
    2. Grass is usually better than a sidewalk where a puddle would show more. 
    Miscellaneous
    1. Try to not have it be your first pee of the day and drink water throughout the day. Your pee will be more diluted and that will cut down on the scent. 
    2. If possible, try to get some alone time in your dorm in between classes and try to casually set up a policy of you and your roommate texting each other if you'll be home late or early, if classes got cancelled, etc. If your classes are scheduled too close together this semester, try to space out your class schedule more next semester, as long as it still works out for you coursework-wise. 
    3. Keep laundry in mind. The scent of pee can cling to clothes so you'll want to wash them as soon as possible, thrown in among your other clothes. 
    4. Do not pee on the bed unless you're sure you'll have ample time to clean your sheets. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from Anonymous12335 in Double accidents   
    I've messed myself a handful of times throughout my life and usually all of them are double voids. When you've gotten to the point where pure liquid is streaming down your legs, theres just no energy left to hold the other one in.
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    April Nine got a reaction from Rhinegold in Do you push when you pee or just relax and let it flow out?   
    I mean if I'm so desperate I'm already leaking then I just have to relax, on a normal pee I push a little and then it all flows on its own
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    April Nine got a reaction from moiamigo in Do you push when you pee or just relax and let it flow out?   
    I mean if I'm so desperate I'm already leaking then I just have to relax, on a normal pee I push a little and then it all flows on its own
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    April Nine reacted to AD51 in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    This sequence of events is such a hot story. The idea of an adult struggling to contain their bladder in front of kids and how embarrassing it is just makes me feel something special. Fortunately it seems like they didn't see you wet yourself, so that's a good thing. But I doubt that helped you feel better with the pain in your bladder. 
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    April Nine got a reaction from MisterBlue in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from MisterBlue in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 1)   
    In my life I've had a fair share of REALLY bad accidents but I might've hit a new level 3 weeks ago- I was so embarrassed I didn't really even want to talk about it at first but now I'm over it again so here to my and everyone elses entertainment. 
     
    My neighbor has a really young daughter (like kindergarten elementary around that age) and my neighbor asked me if I could chaperone her while she was away at a summer camp for just the first day. I mean no offense to her or to comment on her ways but shes kind of the "if I don't have my eyes on her then its not ok" type of parent and so she wanted someone she knew to be a chaperone because she couldn't that day. It was an all day camp so I wasn't very comfortable at first but the itinerary consisted of a school building and the gym alongside a pool so I thought that bathroom shouldn't be that big of a deal and I had some personal debt to pay to my neighbor for a different issue anyways. So I reluctantly took the offer. Because it was a sports camp I did expect lots of moving around so I couldn't quite wear my diapers, especially with athletic shorts and I didn't have any incontinence panties... I should've quit the deal when I realized that but it was a little too late. They really do say accidents happen from many small errors... 
     
    Anyways I show up and its intense, I wasn't expecting that many kids with that few chaperones- I guess no parent can really run around for the whole day with their kid. I was moving around a lot and drinking lots. Ate lunch, rinse and repeat. Outside weather was pretty hot as well- it was a really humid day. I noticed I peed an excessive amount of times but I wasn't even that close to wetting myself so I thought nothing of it. Me and the 3 other adults just swapped out. Afterall, how many adults need to supervise a bunch of kids playing kickball. Maybe one to make sure nobody jumps off to the streets and one to "pitch" the kickball.
     
    The problem came with the pool, I already had to kind of pee when we started walking to the pool from the school but quite frankly I was really embarrassed to hault a group of like 50 kids because a chaperone had to go pee. I wanted to change quickly and go pee at the pool but luck wasn't quite on my side. I'm more a bikini person normally and the only one piece swimsuit at the time was a bit too tight- another small error. On top of the that, screw the bathroom, I was quickly forced out to a pool by a horde of girls. Needing to keep my composure was getting a harder by the second. Even as my bladder was feeling the effects of all the water I drank, the day was so hot and humid my body was simultaneously desperately asking for even more water. 10 minutes passes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour... these children showed no hopes of getting out of the pool. Theoretically, I could've just left for the bathroom but I want *you* to be around a group of young girls enthusiastically playing in the pool with you. Besides the pool was a big community pool filled with many other visitors and with the deep end going up to 7ft deep I didn't quite feel comfortable leaving the children either. Even though I was smiling on the outside, my bladder was crying for release. Within maybe like 10 minutes, or maybe even shorter in actual time, I started to leak. My entire body twitched as I felt myself lose control. I couldn't hold myself, couldn't cross my legs, just silently suffering and peeing into the pool. A little later another chaperone showed up with one of the "instructors" to call all the kids back to our "base camp". I felt the need to return with the kids but any sense of duty was relieved as I saw the kids leave, and also heard a huge splash... from underneath me and I can tell you it was not the pool water. I told the other chaperone I was going to the bathroom and figuratively ran to the bathroom. Now that the children and the chaperone were out of sight I held onto myself desperately. I hide around the bathroom before I entered to stop the pee trail I had been making up to now. I had finally managed to control myself- for about 5 seconds. As soon as I entered the bathroom I began to leak once more. I stormed into a stall as quick as I could and let loose to all the pee I had been holding. 
     
    BUT as unfortunate as it is, this would've just been an ordinary accident day for me if it stopped there.
    Remember, the camp was not over, and the weather was not any cooler. As I took a shower to clean off any pee off my swimsuit (oh and my entire lower body) and returned to the grass area my body decided the accident I just had wasn't really anything of concern. I was so thirsty and despite knowing what I might suffer I just couldn't stop myself from drinking water in front of me. I emptied the whole one of those green squeeze Gatorade bottles, however much waters in there... another error... a REALLY big error
     
    This is turning out to be really long... maybe because it was a long day so I'm splitting into 2 parts 
     
     
     
  14. Upvote
    April Nine got a reaction from itibeti2 in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from Marco in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from waterrat in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from Bludarcking in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 1)   
    In my life I've had a fair share of REALLY bad accidents but I might've hit a new level 3 weeks ago- I was so embarrassed I didn't really even want to talk about it at first but now I'm over it again so here to my and everyone elses entertainment. 
     
    My neighbor has a really young daughter (like kindergarten elementary around that age) and my neighbor asked me if I could chaperone her while she was away at a summer camp for just the first day. I mean no offense to her or to comment on her ways but shes kind of the "if I don't have my eyes on her then its not ok" type of parent and so she wanted someone she knew to be a chaperone because she couldn't that day. It was an all day camp so I wasn't very comfortable at first but the itinerary consisted of a school building and the gym alongside a pool so I thought that bathroom shouldn't be that big of a deal and I had some personal debt to pay to my neighbor for a different issue anyways. So I reluctantly took the offer. Because it was a sports camp I did expect lots of moving around so I couldn't quite wear my diapers, especially with athletic shorts and I didn't have any incontinence panties... I should've quit the deal when I realized that but it was a little too late. They really do say accidents happen from many small errors... 
     
    Anyways I show up and its intense, I wasn't expecting that many kids with that few chaperones- I guess no parent can really run around for the whole day with their kid. I was moving around a lot and drinking lots. Ate lunch, rinse and repeat. Outside weather was pretty hot as well- it was a really humid day. I noticed I peed an excessive amount of times but I wasn't even that close to wetting myself so I thought nothing of it. Me and the 3 other adults just swapped out. Afterall, how many adults need to supervise a bunch of kids playing kickball. Maybe one to make sure nobody jumps off to the streets and one to "pitch" the kickball.
     
    The problem came with the pool, I already had to kind of pee when we started walking to the pool from the school but quite frankly I was really embarrassed to hault a group of like 50 kids because a chaperone had to go pee. I wanted to change quickly and go pee at the pool but luck wasn't quite on my side. I'm more a bikini person normally and the only one piece swimsuit at the time was a bit too tight- another small error. On top of the that, screw the bathroom, I was quickly forced out to a pool by a horde of girls. Needing to keep my composure was getting a harder by the second. Even as my bladder was feeling the effects of all the water I drank, the day was so hot and humid my body was simultaneously desperately asking for even more water. 10 minutes passes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour... these children showed no hopes of getting out of the pool. Theoretically, I could've just left for the bathroom but I want *you* to be around a group of young girls enthusiastically playing in the pool with you. Besides the pool was a big community pool filled with many other visitors and with the deep end going up to 7ft deep I didn't quite feel comfortable leaving the children either. Even though I was smiling on the outside, my bladder was crying for release. Within maybe like 10 minutes, or maybe even shorter in actual time, I started to leak. My entire body twitched as I felt myself lose control. I couldn't hold myself, couldn't cross my legs, just silently suffering and peeing into the pool. A little later another chaperone showed up with one of the "instructors" to call all the kids back to our "base camp". I felt the need to return with the kids but any sense of duty was relieved as I saw the kids leave, and also heard a huge splash... from underneath me and I can tell you it was not the pool water. I told the other chaperone I was going to the bathroom and figuratively ran to the bathroom. Now that the children and the chaperone were out of sight I held onto myself desperately. I hide around the bathroom before I entered to stop the pee trail I had been making up to now. I had finally managed to control myself- for about 5 seconds. As soon as I entered the bathroom I began to leak once more. I stormed into a stall as quick as I could and let loose to all the pee I had been holding. 
     
    BUT as unfortunate as it is, this would've just been an ordinary accident day for me if it stopped there.
    Remember, the camp was not over, and the weather was not any cooler. As I took a shower to clean off any pee off my swimsuit (oh and my entire lower body) and returned to the grass area my body decided the accident I just had wasn't really anything of concern. I was so thirsty and despite knowing what I might suffer I just couldn't stop myself from drinking water in front of me. I emptied the whole one of those green squeeze Gatorade bottles, however much waters in there... another error... a REALLY big error
     
    This is turning out to be really long... maybe because it was a long day so I'm splitting into 2 parts 
     
     
     
  18. Upvote
    April Nine got a reaction from derektor_2000 in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 1)   
    In my life I've had a fair share of REALLY bad accidents but I might've hit a new level 3 weeks ago- I was so embarrassed I didn't really even want to talk about it at first but now I'm over it again so here to my and everyone elses entertainment. 
     
    My neighbor has a really young daughter (like kindergarten elementary around that age) and my neighbor asked me if I could chaperone her while she was away at a summer camp for just the first day. I mean no offense to her or to comment on her ways but shes kind of the "if I don't have my eyes on her then its not ok" type of parent and so she wanted someone she knew to be a chaperone because she couldn't that day. It was an all day camp so I wasn't very comfortable at first but the itinerary consisted of a school building and the gym alongside a pool so I thought that bathroom shouldn't be that big of a deal and I had some personal debt to pay to my neighbor for a different issue anyways. So I reluctantly took the offer. Because it was a sports camp I did expect lots of moving around so I couldn't quite wear my diapers, especially with athletic shorts and I didn't have any incontinence panties... I should've quit the deal when I realized that but it was a little too late. They really do say accidents happen from many small errors... 
     
    Anyways I show up and its intense, I wasn't expecting that many kids with that few chaperones- I guess no parent can really run around for the whole day with their kid. I was moving around a lot and drinking lots. Ate lunch, rinse and repeat. Outside weather was pretty hot as well- it was a really humid day. I noticed I peed an excessive amount of times but I wasn't even that close to wetting myself so I thought nothing of it. Me and the 3 other adults just swapped out. Afterall, how many adults need to supervise a bunch of kids playing kickball. Maybe one to make sure nobody jumps off to the streets and one to "pitch" the kickball.
     
    The problem came with the pool, I already had to kind of pee when we started walking to the pool from the school but quite frankly I was really embarrassed to hault a group of like 50 kids because a chaperone had to go pee. I wanted to change quickly and go pee at the pool but luck wasn't quite on my side. I'm more a bikini person normally and the only one piece swimsuit at the time was a bit too tight- another small error. On top of the that, screw the bathroom, I was quickly forced out to a pool by a horde of girls. Needing to keep my composure was getting a harder by the second. Even as my bladder was feeling the effects of all the water I drank, the day was so hot and humid my body was simultaneously desperately asking for even more water. 10 minutes passes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour... these children showed no hopes of getting out of the pool. Theoretically, I could've just left for the bathroom but I want *you* to be around a group of young girls enthusiastically playing in the pool with you. Besides the pool was a big community pool filled with many other visitors and with the deep end going up to 7ft deep I didn't quite feel comfortable leaving the children either. Even though I was smiling on the outside, my bladder was crying for release. Within maybe like 10 minutes, or maybe even shorter in actual time, I started to leak. My entire body twitched as I felt myself lose control. I couldn't hold myself, couldn't cross my legs, just silently suffering and peeing into the pool. A little later another chaperone showed up with one of the "instructors" to call all the kids back to our "base camp". I felt the need to return with the kids but any sense of duty was relieved as I saw the kids leave, and also heard a huge splash... from underneath me and I can tell you it was not the pool water. I told the other chaperone I was going to the bathroom and figuratively ran to the bathroom. Now that the children and the chaperone were out of sight I held onto myself desperately. I hide around the bathroom before I entered to stop the pee trail I had been making up to now. I had finally managed to control myself- for about 5 seconds. As soon as I entered the bathroom I began to leak once more. I stormed into a stall as quick as I could and let loose to all the pee I had been holding. 
     
    BUT as unfortunate as it is, this would've just been an ordinary accident day for me if it stopped there.
    Remember, the camp was not over, and the weather was not any cooler. As I took a shower to clean off any pee off my swimsuit (oh and my entire lower body) and returned to the grass area my body decided the accident I just had wasn't really anything of concern. I was so thirsty and despite knowing what I might suffer I just couldn't stop myself from drinking water in front of me. I emptied the whole one of those green squeeze Gatorade bottles, however much waters in there... another error... a REALLY big error
     
    This is turning out to be really long... maybe because it was a long day so I'm splitting into 2 parts 
     
     
     
  19. Upvote
    April Nine got a reaction from derektor_2000 in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from Peeinglover99 in Omo while gaming   
    This is one of the best ways to induce an accident if you enjoy gaming I think. Especially if you have to talk you fill yourself up really fast without noticing it. Time flies, your throat is dry and you're concentrating. And then when it hits, you can't just alt f4 the game
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    April Nine got a reaction from rebeljaffa in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 1)   
    In my life I've had a fair share of REALLY bad accidents but I might've hit a new level 3 weeks ago- I was so embarrassed I didn't really even want to talk about it at first but now I'm over it again so here to my and everyone elses entertainment. 
     
    My neighbor has a really young daughter (like kindergarten elementary around that age) and my neighbor asked me if I could chaperone her while she was away at a summer camp for just the first day. I mean no offense to her or to comment on her ways but shes kind of the "if I don't have my eyes on her then its not ok" type of parent and so she wanted someone she knew to be a chaperone because she couldn't that day. It was an all day camp so I wasn't very comfortable at first but the itinerary consisted of a school building and the gym alongside a pool so I thought that bathroom shouldn't be that big of a deal and I had some personal debt to pay to my neighbor for a different issue anyways. So I reluctantly took the offer. Because it was a sports camp I did expect lots of moving around so I couldn't quite wear my diapers, especially with athletic shorts and I didn't have any incontinence panties... I should've quit the deal when I realized that but it was a little too late. They really do say accidents happen from many small errors... 
     
    Anyways I show up and its intense, I wasn't expecting that many kids with that few chaperones- I guess no parent can really run around for the whole day with their kid. I was moving around a lot and drinking lots. Ate lunch, rinse and repeat. Outside weather was pretty hot as well- it was a really humid day. I noticed I peed an excessive amount of times but I wasn't even that close to wetting myself so I thought nothing of it. Me and the 3 other adults just swapped out. Afterall, how many adults need to supervise a bunch of kids playing kickball. Maybe one to make sure nobody jumps off to the streets and one to "pitch" the kickball.
     
    The problem came with the pool, I already had to kind of pee when we started walking to the pool from the school but quite frankly I was really embarrassed to hault a group of like 50 kids because a chaperone had to go pee. I wanted to change quickly and go pee at the pool but luck wasn't quite on my side. I'm more a bikini person normally and the only one piece swimsuit at the time was a bit too tight- another small error. On top of the that, screw the bathroom, I was quickly forced out to a pool by a horde of girls. Needing to keep my composure was getting a harder by the second. Even as my bladder was feeling the effects of all the water I drank, the day was so hot and humid my body was simultaneously desperately asking for even more water. 10 minutes passes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, an hour... these children showed no hopes of getting out of the pool. Theoretically, I could've just left for the bathroom but I want *you* to be around a group of young girls enthusiastically playing in the pool with you. Besides the pool was a big community pool filled with many other visitors and with the deep end going up to 7ft deep I didn't quite feel comfortable leaving the children either. Even though I was smiling on the outside, my bladder was crying for release. Within maybe like 10 minutes, or maybe even shorter in actual time, I started to leak. My entire body twitched as I felt myself lose control. I couldn't hold myself, couldn't cross my legs, just silently suffering and peeing into the pool. A little later another chaperone showed up with one of the "instructors" to call all the kids back to our "base camp". I felt the need to return with the kids but any sense of duty was relieved as I saw the kids leave, and also heard a huge splash... from underneath me and I can tell you it was not the pool water. I told the other chaperone I was going to the bathroom and figuratively ran to the bathroom. Now that the children and the chaperone were out of sight I held onto myself desperately. I hide around the bathroom before I entered to stop the pee trail I had been making up to now. I had finally managed to control myself- for about 5 seconds. As soon as I entered the bathroom I began to leak once more. I stormed into a stall as quick as I could and let loose to all the pee I had been holding. 
     
    BUT as unfortunate as it is, this would've just been an ordinary accident day for me if it stopped there.
    Remember, the camp was not over, and the weather was not any cooler. As I took a shower to clean off any pee off my swimsuit (oh and my entire lower body) and returned to the grass area my body decided the accident I just had wasn't really anything of concern. I was so thirsty and despite knowing what I might suffer I just couldn't stop myself from drinking water in front of me. I emptied the whole one of those green squeeze Gatorade bottles, however much waters in there... another error... a REALLY big error
     
    This is turning out to be really long... maybe because it was a long day so I'm splitting into 2 parts 
     
     
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from rebeljaffa in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
  23. Upvote
    April Nine got a reaction from AD51 in Maybe the most desperate I've been so far (part 2)   
    So as I'm chugging water and eating up the ice cream at the grassy area, I realized that all but one chaperone/instructor was already gone to the pool and I knew my turn to be dragged to the pool was coming. Literally as I stood up to empty the bladder that surely must've filled the same group of girls from before came towards me and tugged me away. I wanted to be that other chaperone in the grass area so bad... I guess for the one time in my life I'm popular its a detriment (lol). More or less the exactly same thing happened as before. I had to pee REALLY bad and I had no way to escape the place without risking a kid hitting her head on a diveboard and drowning. So as I'm standing there waiting for kids to jump off the diving board and into the pool where I'm at, I'm leaking all the pee in my bladder. I started leaking at like the 2nd kid jumping and I kept leaking continuously. My legs were crossed and I was squirming all over the place, pretending I was just you know, moving around in water like a normal person (I definitely did not look normal). I leaked so much into that pool (I'm sorry guys) that I just naturally stopped peeing after a while. My bladder was just done emptying itself. After they all finished diving and were getting bored, I nudged them along the slides area where there was already another group of kids with a chaperone. I felt fine in water but as soon as I left the pool I was hit with that cool air that hits you when you leave the pool. So weird how that works even when the weather is swelteringly hot. That made me flinch. I started leaking little by little again, filling the water trails left by other visitors with pee. After I successfully left the kids off, this time, I fully sprinted to the nearest bathroom only to find it locked. But at this point, my bladder was so empty that I had no trouble holding it- just with a lot of pee dancing. With like 10 bathroom trips and 2 wettings under my belt, I knew my bladder would be absolutely screwed. This 2nd wetting had come within an hour of my first and I still had another 2 hours to hold out.  I'll spare you the details. I wet 2 more times that day- actually thats incorrect, I wet myself 8 times that day, but I'll get to that. 
    By the time the camp had ended, I was already leaking pee into the ground sitting as the 2 instructors finished their blah blah whatever speeches to the children wishing they had fun all that stuff. I was dying to pee and leave. I couldn't let myself pee myself for the 5th time >.< But that dream never came true. You have never seen a more full changing room in your life. I swear all these elementary girls have iron bladders- I've never seen them excuse themselves at the pool and now here they were all lined up and peeing for like minutes per. Luckily my neighbors kid wasn't standing in line. As she left the changing room, I went in. As soon as i closed the door I began squirming intensely. I could no longer tell what on my legs was pee, water, and sweat. I crossed my legs multiple times a second hit the walls of the changing room with my back on numerous occassions. Unless I wanted to let pee flow all around the changing room I had to hold it. And I sort of succeeded. After some mild leakage, I made it by. I had already given up on changing, I just put on my T shirt and shorts so that I could escort my neighbors daughter out to my neighbors car. As you can imagine, the walk to the car was brutal. In order to stop myself from peeing, my steps were sporadic and my left hand was clenched tightly rolling up my shorts while my right hand hovered between the daughter's back and my thighs back and forth. As I waved goodbye I could feel my sandles flowing with pee. 
    Moral of the story? Don't chaperone little kids if you have a weak bladder. Just don't.
    Btw you want to know why you never want to experience this? I peed myself on a 15 minute drive home after this. In the car. It was not fun. Another reason? Peed myself at the door of my house. Another reason? Just randomly wet myself going to the bathroom. Another reason? Every bathroom trip for the next like 2-3 days was close calls or full wettings. I never had to wash all my panties in 2 days. 
     
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    April Nine got a reaction from Anonymous12335 in My sister and I were locked out   
    Recently, I've gotten around to talking with my sister about omo. She didn't have any idea what I was talking about but we still had some laughs talking about our experiences which reminded me of some events I forgot about. 
     
    This happen when I was in 8th grade and my sister was in 6th. And just to add some context, this was the worst year for both of us. Because both of our school days ended with PE. We had the change so time was limited and there was only 1 stall in the girls locker room - for upwards of 3 classes! Nearest bathroom a floor above. There was also no time to go after class since we had to catch the bus. Plus, PE seemed to make the desperation always worse. My sister had it worse. She had bladder control worse than mine, sometimes having to frequent the bathroom twice in one class - once before and once during. 3 times out of 5 of the week she would wet herself in some form on the way home. Luckily for her, we collectively "hid" her wettings since we did the laundry and mom came home at dinner time. Otherwise, I think our mom would've made her wear diapers to school, something she absolutely hated at the time. 
     
    Anyways to the actual story. PE class ended as usual, we got on the bus and sat next to each other. I could tell my sister was already feeling it and I could only hope that she wouldn't completely lose control on the bus. The bus ride took like 20 minutes I think. When we arrived at our stop, I remember having to cover my sisters rear to not get seen. According to her, she was wearing white jeans while I wore pink shorts. She didn't lose full control yet, and only had streaks down her pants. We walked in agony as I was quite desperate at this point. Nothing I wasn't used to as this time though. But the title wouldn't be 'my sister and I were locked out' if we "just made it". No, the title is titled lock out because I completely forgot the keys. So here we were, at the doorstep of our home, my sister is sweating bullets pacing the porch doing do pee dance, me holding the phone in one hand and my crotch with the other. I desperately called my mom - she said she'd be right home. Well she worked about an hour away so we'd stay locked out. My sister somehow broke the courage from her very shy self to ring the doorbell of our neighbors without even asking me. Yet nobody responded. As she turned around she lost it. A soft hissing filled the air, which only made my desperation worse. Pee began spreading around the porch and eventually got my pants wet. I completely lost it soon after. At the end, our mom came back to 2 of her kids with soaked pants.
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    April Nine got a reaction from knarf11 in In-person experiences of seeing someone "not quite making it"   
    Repost from a long ago post of mine
    I've witnessed a teacher half wet herself once. She had it kind of rough because she had like 3 classes back to back or something (this is my assumption but I think she had it especially worse that day because apparently it was a teacher meeting day during lunch time - another teacher was complaining about it earlier). This day, we had a short review lesson then an exam to take. Midway through the lesson, I noticed that she had her legs crossed, leaning back against the table near the front board and her hands kept fidgeting on her pants. She kept uncrossing, crossing, shifting weight, rubbing her pants - all typical desperation signs. At the time I didn't think much of it, sometimes regular people just do that too. However as the lesson ended and she began the exam, it became more clear. Whenever we took exams, she usually stood behind the podium upfront of the class. I think she thought that nobody would notice her desperation due to the podium. Unfortunately for her, it was impossible to not notice her fidgeting when I went up to her to ask a question. Shortly afterwards, she made a short dash for her desk, which was behind us and stayed there until the end, which was pretty unusual for her. When the exam ended, she was noticeably uncomfortable walking around to collect the papers. With about a minute until the bells rang, she stood near the front podium once again, right next to the door. (It was school policy to remain seated until the bells rang at this time). Usually, when the bells rang, she let the students go, walk back to her desk, pack up and leave for the teachers office, however this time, she bolted out infront of all of us and left the room quickly. She was wearing dark jeans so Im still not sure to this day, but Im quite certain I saw a small dark patch as she left (could've totally been shadows I genuinely don't remember). She began to reach for the stairs which lead to the staff bathrooms and the bigger bathrooms in general (this class was in a small basement area that was being developed while we were there, for some time, the 4-6 classrooms there only had a small, 2 stall bathroom). Then, she suddenly turned back and slowly and awkwardly walked back to the bathrooms. I was semi-desperately headed for the bathrooms too and it was an awkward moment when our eyes met each others. It was an extra awkward moment when she discovered that both stalls were full and we both stood in line. She was trying her best to appear professional in front of me, but it was noticeably difficult for her to keep her hands still yet alone keep her body still. Her hands kept reaching for her crotch but it kept rubbing back and forth as if it was bouncing off. She was bent forward, legs shaking while crossed. We made eye contact again and she made an awkward smile at me. When the student in the stall came out, she almost lunged for it, she went it so fast that the stall door rattled, she tried to close the door before even turning around which only made it bounce harder. You know those videos where people slam the door too hard and they struggle to lock the door? Exactly what happened. I heard a small gasp and a wimper and then one of the loudest peeing sounds I've heard to that point. She peed for at least a minute, maybe even longer. Then she took like an extra 4 minutes - probably cleaning up after herself. I was extremely lucky that day that I didn't have attendance check for the next period - I had to check in to the library for tutoring which basically gave me a free hall pass - because the other stall never opened up even after I left. Anyways, after the teacher left the stall, we had eye contact AGAIN, and she was quick to ramble about how they didn't get to the bathroom blah blah blah. I smiled back (partially to show I understood and partially because I needed to pee as well) and went into the stall. As I walked in, I noticed a semi noticeable puddle of "water" (go figure), I quickly glanced over at the teacher and now she had a noticeable patch and streaks down her pants. She quickly left the bathroom trying to cover them up with her hands, but an accident of that magnitude you couldn't cover up with just your hands. 
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