WetDave

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  1. About 300 ml. About 1/4 of yours! With a bladder your size you must be able to drive half the length of the country without stopping for a pee! I guess they make the petrol tanks in cars the size they do for people like you. For me a 2 gallon tank would be enough since I’d have to stop to pee anyway before the fuel was used up.
  2. WetDave

    Thank You For Cleaning Up Your Puddles

    Thank you! It’s good to hear the point of view from your profession. I think the problem is, at work at least, that some people look down on cleaning staff - they consider the role to be a more lowly one than their own job, and therefore by extension that the person doing it is somehow inferior. That attitude then allows one to think it OK to leave a mess for someone else to clean up. Of course, logically, if people didn’t make a mess and we all left everywhere spotlessly clean then all the cleaning and janitorial workers would be out of work! I guess it’s the attitude rather than the mess itself that’s the problem.
  3. It’s just that I have a small bladder and it’s a nuisance to have to keep stopping for a pee, so I postpone stopping as long as possible. Put that together with the 15 mile roadworks for the stupid so-called “smart motorway” up to J19, then that long stretch with no services all the way to Charnock Richard services just before J27 and you have a recipe for disaster. I’m sure I’m not the only one to have wet myself on the stretch of the M6. Another issue is that I avoid using services in the roadworks. It can be difficult to get into the slow lane to exit because all the lanes are chock full of vehicles all doing the same speed and it can be difficult getting back onto the motorway after if there are nose-to-tail lorries all going along at 50. A couple of times I’ve demolished the cones when running out of slip road because of that Fortunately I exit at J29 so I didn’t have far to go in my wet jeans!
  4. Well you know how it is when you need a pee while driving - you’re desperate but managing to hold it OK, until you stop, then the need gets overwhelming? It was like that. When I parked I starting spurting uncontrollably then when I got out of the car a couple of major spurts went down my legs leaving obvious wet streaks down my thighs. It kept on happening and I couldn’t walk in and look for the bogs while peeing down my legs so I just let it all go there while I stood next to my car. Fortunately there was a newspaper on the back seat (my car resembles a mobile fly-tipping site) so I sat on that the rest of the way home to protect the seat.
  5. WetDave

    female Big leak

    Excellent! That’s what I like to see, a nice wet patch in tight jeans on such a shapely lady. Thanks for sharing that.
  6. WetDave

    female Unobservant People

    One of my favourite things to do is to go out somewhere with a full bladder, feeling it getting harder and harder to hold on, getting a buzz from the risk of an embarrassing public accident. Usually I make it back home nearly dry (just some leaks and a wet patch), sometimes I just give in to the desperation and let go, and occasionally I have a proper accident. However, it is extremely rare that anyone notices when I've wet myself. A recent incident however really topped it all. I had done my usual thing, out and about in town desperate. I'd chosen my favourite wetting jeans, blue and tight, one size too small. I'd leaked a bit, and my crotch area felt deliciously wet. But the desperation was getting a bit intense, and I was leaking with increasing frequency, so I headed back towards home. It was evening, after dark, but the street lighting was bright and an accident would most definitely be very visible. On the way home I took a less-travelled route, walking back through side streets mainly. All the way I was struggling to hold on, and kept uncontrollably spurting and leaking into my jeans. There was a wet patch now about twice the size of my hand, starting to spread down the inseam of my left leg. I crossed the last of the major roads on my route, then had to walk across a car park (largely deserted at this time of night). As I did so, it just became too hard to hold on so I just let go in my jeans, totally flooding them and leaving a spreading puddle on the ground. The feeling of the warm wetness spreading in my tight jeans was absolutely exquisite! I looked down and the sight was spectacular, my jeans drenched down the inside of the left leg, with pee dripping from the ankle, and major streaks of pee all down my right leg. I sure hoped I wouldn't encounter anyone on the remaining short distance home. Unfortunately, a couple of minutes later, a saw a young-ish (relative to me, anyway) woman coming the other way. I stopped, and considered turning back and finding a different route, however, when I looked behind there were a couple of people in the distance, heading my way. Whichever way I went, I would have to walk past somebody. So I continued home, feeling considerable embarrassment as I approached the woman. I dreaded her noticing my wetness, and hoped she wouldn't say anything. I avoided looking at her as I approached. My hopes were dashed when I heard her say "excuse me?". In shame and embarrassment I looked up. "Could I have a cigarette please?" she asked. I was astonished. "Sure", I said, and I reached for my pack out and offered her one. I couldn't believe she hadn't noticed that I'd pissed myself. I offered her a light, and we exchanged a few words, and actually chatted for a few moments, slightly flirtily. Throughout our brief conversation I kept wondering when she would notice my wet jeans, and what she might say. She could hardly fail to see, we were close to a street light, it was in front of me, behind her, keeping her in shadow while illuminating me. But she gave no sign that she noticed throughout our short chat. Afterwards, as I continued home, I kept thinking over the encounter. How could she not have noticed? Or did she notice, but was too polite to mention it? But I hadn't seen any sign that she had noticed. Surely she would have found it difficult to resist looking, again, if she'd noticed? Surely, there would have been some surprise on her face at least? But no. I concluded that she really hadn't noticed. Although I have been surprised before that people haven't noticed when I've peed myself, this was by far the most extreme case I've ever come across.
  7. WetDave

    Found a curious book

    Will you tell us more about it?
  8. Actually I think this subject would be worthy of a little competition. If you were this guy, in the predicament as described (shit everywhere, soiled clothes which are assumed to be unwearable at this point and having accidentally exposed yourself to a young female cleaner) what would you do? First prize (of absolutely nothing except the admiration of your peers on here) to the best answer in terms of getting out of this situation with the least embarrassment, as measured by number of upvotes received.
  9. Just think how it must have been for the culprit! i mean what do you do at that point? You’ve shit everywhere, your clothes are basically unwearable, you’re away from your house, your car. Somehow you’ve got to get from that bathroom, through the shop and back to your car, with no clothes and shit everywhere. And on top of that you’ve inadvertently exposed yourself to a young girl. What do you do?
  10. I know that section well! Then going north from there you’ve got a very long time until you get to Charnock Richard services just before J27. I’ve been desperate on that stretch a few times and once wet myself when I got to the services.
  11. It seems every motorway in the UK has these huge 10 or 20 mile roadworks these days. I’ve had a few close calls on the M6 (Stoke to Manchester) and M1 (just finished the works recently after several years of work) I carry a change of clothes and a towel in the car now when I’ve got a long drive to do.
  12. WetDave

    Any else into peeing gym shorts?

    Although I prefer jeans I’ve peed in gym shorts a few times too. They’re nice to pee in without underwear.
  13. WetDave

    suggestions to minimize cleanup

    Do it outdoors. Then it’s just put your clothes in the washing machine, a quick shower and you’re done. Indoors, tile floors are your friend - just mop it up after. Obviously, carpet isn’t a good idea. Less obviously, those nasty wood-effect laminate floors some people have here in the UK are probably the worst thing to pee on. It gets down the joins between the planks and underneath the flooring and will smell forever - I know this from people who’ve had cats, you have to rip up the floor and replace it to get rid of the smell. If none of these are an option lay several towels over a bin liner. Don’t pee directly onto the bin liner as others have suggested, the puddle will likely run off the bin liner and even if it doesn’t it’s almost impossible to pick it up without spilling some.
  14. WetDave

    Fastest bladder fill method

    Coffee does it for me - I drink it at work and it makes my journey home a challenging one. I’ll go from empty to desperate in my 40 minute journey and I’ve wet myself on the doorstep a few times as a result.