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oopsipeedmypants

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  2. Awesome! Was that the only time you saw her wet?
  3. That's a bold move, Cotton, let's see if it pays off.
  4. I did this when I was a kid. I was 13. Me, my mom, my aunt and 2 of my cousins were driving to my grandparents house for a week in the summer. It was a 4 and a half hour drive, nothing crazy. In the first 15 minutes or so of being in the car, my mom and I got in an argument over something stupid that escalated into the silent treatment from me. What can I say, I was a melodramatic kid? Anyway, at about a third of the way through the drive, we stop at a reststop. I'm in the middle of playing Pokemon, and I think it would be funny to make my mom mad by making her have to stop again, so even though i had to pee pretty freaking bad, and everyone else used the bathroom, I declined and stayed in the car. My mom was pissed. No pun intended. So about 15 minutes later I'm feeling pretty uncomfortable and the timing seems right so I pipe up from the back seat "Hey mom, can we stop? I gotta pee." She goes *crazy*, exactly to plan. "We just stopped" this, "you said you didn't have to go" that... blah blah blah. Then she hits me with something i wasn't expecting... "we can stop when everyone wants to stop." Oh... shit. I know what she wants. She wants to to beg and plead and cry for her to stop. That's not gonna happen. Instead I say okay, no problem, stop whenever. Then I sat back and relaxed my bladder. Because I was in the third row and my cousins were in the second, no one noticed for a long time. Occasionally my mom would call back and asking how I was holding up. I said fine every time. When we finally stopped, only about an hour after our previous stop, everyone else got out to go inside and pee. My mom looked at me sitting there plaing my gameboy and asked me if I was going to go in and pee. "Nah", I said "i don't have to go anymore". The consequences weren't worth it, but it was hilarious in the moment!
  5. You have thick skin until someone calls you out for being creepy af.
  6. Some people on this site don't want to see boobs or snatches. I don't claim to understand it, but it's proper etiquette here to tag it if it's got nudity.
  7. For the record, I am male, but this experience contains both male and female wetting. Several years ago, when I was 14, my brother Dustin (4) and I took a day trip with my Aunt Julie and her daughter Ashley (10? Ish?) To New York City from their house in Pennsylvania to see the sights and take in the big city. The trip was fun and very memorable, but what really stands out is what happened on the drive home. Let me set the scene. The drive home was only supposed to take a few hours, but on the way home we hit HEAVY, unexpected traffic. After about two hours of moving less than 5mph, Ashley spoke up from the back seat that she had to pee, and that she had to pee NOW. Aunt Julie told her to hold on until the next exit, but a few minutes later it became obvious that an exit was nowhere in sight and an accident was imminent. Aunt Julie, seeing few other options, offered Ashley one of Dustins pull ups "just in case" which she quickly accepted and changed into. Ashley was silent for a while after that before timidly asking for a fresh pull up and passing her wet one up front to be tossed into the garbage bag. Another couple of hours later, having moved all of 10 feet, my own bathroom situation was getting dire. A pull up wasnt an option and my predicament was obvious from my squirming and shifting in my seat. Eventually an urge got the best of me and I leaked a sizeable amount, leaving an obvious wet spot on the left leg of my jeans. I let out a gasp, causong Aunt Julie to glance down at my wet pants and then up to me with a sympathetic look. "You know," she stated hesitantly, "the great thing about the Honda Element is that you can just hose them out. In case anything happens." That minor hint of permission was all it took for me to completely give in. I apologized and let loose, completely soaking my seat, then floor, and of course my pants. Not 20 minutes later, Aunt Julie who had previously not shown any signs of having to use the bathroom, lifted her dress to her waist, scooted her butt so that it was off of the seat and told me to look away as she finally gave in and wet her underwear onto the car floor. "Well," she said, in suprisingly high spirits considering the circumstances, "at least none of us have anything to be embarassed about now." Occasionally the incident will come up as a joke, or in passing, but for the most part it has gone unspoken of in our family. I hope you guys enjoyed.
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