Jump to content
Existing user? Sign In

Sign In



Sign Up

Ever had to wear the same clothes you'd already wet?


Recommended Posts

Occasionally I'll go away for a weekend (either visiting friends, family etc) and the desire takes me to want to wet at some point (usually after a few drinks in the evening). More often than not though, I'll only have the one pair of shorts with me as I'm only away for a couple of days or so and so only pack a couple of teeshirts and underpants. The idea that I have to wear the same shorts all weekend if I do wet them is such a turn on and hard to resist although so risky as I have nothing to change into even when wet. 

Anyone else every do similar? I'm actually visiting my parents atm and feeling temped! 

Link to comment

Not exactly the same situation, but I have on a few occasions had a great hold that ended in a wetting, and for fun I hung the pants and underwear I wet in to dry. Then a few days later when they were totally dry, I wore them again to have another hold in. I have also wet a pair of underwear, dried it, buried it in my underwear drawer and "accidentally" wore them out and about. Couldn't figure out why I smelled pee so much haha.

Link to comment

My wife did on a couple of occasions. The longest was a day trip we took out of state. We stopped at a store about 30 minutes into our trip for a purchase and she had a small accident before making it to the bathroom. She had light colored shorts on, so it didn't really show. She wet herself a little again when we got as she was getting out of the car. We stayed until dark, with her wearing the same panties and shorts. On the way home we had to pull over on the side of the road so she could pee, because she started wetting herself again

Link to comment

It's a completely different situation, but when I was a kid I had to. I was very prone to accidents (mainly because of shyness), so my mum always brought a pair of spare clothes for me, in case I wet myself. I remember once, we were at the zoo, I was about 5 or 6 years old, I think. I had been holding pee through the whole car journey, and while my parents were buying the tickets I simply couldn't wait anymore and let it go in my shorts. When my mother saw it, she made me change in the clean pair of clothes she had brought, but I peed myself again some hours later in the reptile house. So I had two pairs of wet shorts; but the first one was almost dry, so I put it on again for the rest of the day.

I'm sure something similar happened a couple of other times, by the way

Link to comment

Long time ago, while on Holidays I got really horny during it and put on all my clothes and had some fun. 

I wasn't planning on wetting them, just the fun but as we all know how it goes, it got out of control. Literally. I lost control and soaked everything. 

Had to wear the pairr of jeans which was mostly the same colour dry and wet, so others didn't know and the rest of the clothes in my room secretly drying with the heater at the air bnb. 

Link to comment

I was a police officer for several years. My girlfriend LOVED holding until I got home, then straddling me and pissing all over my uniform. One such session got pretty crazy pretty fast, and we ended up forgetting to do laundry. 
 

I normally wear a black undershirt with my uniform, and I was in a huge rush to get ready for work the next day. Realizing I had absolutely no clean shirts, I just grabbed one randomly, forgetting it was the one she had hosed me down in. 


I kept smelling pee and couldn’t figure out why. I thought maybe someone had picked up an intoxicated person in the patrol car I was using and they had peed in the seat or something. A while later, I went to adjust my vest and caught a stronger whiff of pee. I realized then what I had done lol.

If any of you got pulled over in 2015 by an officer who smelled strongly of Cherry Coke piss, sorry 😂

Link to comment
  • 4 weeks later...

I often rewet the same clothes several times but usually letting them dry each time. I have a couple pairs of pants/underwear/shorts specifically for when I want to wet. So in that case it's not really a matter of "had" to as much as prefer to.

 

On 10/2/2021 at 5:24 PM, Pee jeans said:

It's a completely different situation, but when I was a kid I had to. I was very prone to accidents (mainly because of shyness), so my mum always brought a pair of spare clothes for me, in case I wet myself. I remember once, we were at the zoo, I was about 5 or 6 years old, I think. I had been holding pee through the whole car journey, and while my parents were buying the tickets I simply couldn't wait anymore and let it go in my shorts. When my mother saw it, she made me change in the clean pair of clothes she had brought, but I peed myself again some hours later in the reptile house. So I had two pairs of wet shorts; but the first one was almost dry, so I put it on again for the rest of the day.

I'm sure something similar happened a couple of other times, by the way

It's good your mom was so understanding (and prepared!). While generally my mom was fairly relaxed about my frequent accidents, she did get frustrated from time to time. The times I can recall her really being annoyed is a couple times where like you I wet my pants more than once in a day! That did not go over as well.

Edited by wetaccident (see edit history)
Link to comment
2 hours ago, wetaccident said:

It's good your mom was so understanding (and prepared!). While generally my mom was fairly relaxed about my frequent accidents, she did get frustrated from time to time. The times I can recall her really being annoyed is a couple times where like you I wet my pants more than once in a day! That did not go over as well.

Yes, she was generally very understanding about my (and my sister's) accidents.. I remember that she got angry with me only when I went myself right after she had asked me if I needed to pee and I answered no

Link to comment

Yes I have multiple times. Back in my teenage years, I had to go to church with my foster parents. There was a rule. No getting up during the service. So quite a few times I would be so desperate to pee and I would ask to goto the bathroom but was told no. So the service would usually run about 2 1/2 to 3 hours and after a time I would not be able to hold it in and I would slowly wet myself. I would not go the whole way as I would continue to hold and only wet when my bladder would spasm. So by the time the service was over I would only have about a dinner plate sized wet spot on the front of my pants. I would cover it up with my jacket. When I would get home I would just hang up the pants as I only wore them to church and could not justify washing them to my foster parents as they had know idea that I was peeing myself. I would them wear the same pants again the following week. A couple of times people made comments that something smells like pee. I just kept quite.   

Link to comment

On numerous occasions I have got a bit carried away at work and let a few leaks out and then ended up wetting my pants quite a bit and had to stay in my seat most of the day to let them dry.  But of course that sometimes leads to not being able to hold it and resetting them throughout the day as well.  Fortunately I have an office and wearing black pants seems to have hid my wetting enough that I haven’t been caught by coworkers, so far. 

Link to comment

A few years ago I moved cities to a place that was about 3 hours drive away. During the course of a week or so I was making a lot of trips back and forth as I sorted out the new place and moved my stuff over.

On one of those drives I decided to have a bit of fun, filled up with water before hand and held it for a while. I remember I was wearing black skinny jeans and white boxer briefs with a coloured pattern. About half way home I stopped by the side of the road in a quiet place, squatted behind the car, and fully emptied my bladder through my jeans.

By the time I got home my clothes were mostly dry, so I took them off and left them over the radiator to dry completely. The next day I noticed that they didn't smell at all, so I kept them out.

The following weekend I made my final trip back to the old city to clean up my old place and hand back the keys. I decided to wear the same unwashed pair of jeans and undies that day. Later on I even went out to the pub with a few friends for a fairly long drinking session, still wearing the previously peed clothes the entire time. I think I also wet then again the following day when I drove back home.

Link to comment

Back when I first started experimenting with wetting, I was about 11, and I used to have the house to myself for a few hours on a Sunday afternoon whilst my Mum worked in the shop right across the road. It was the perfect time for me to sit reading stories online (mostly Toiletstool in those days) and eventually I got brave enough to try actually wetting. I did it a few times in just old undies that I could throw away without attracting any suspicion (and, having switched to boxers, I still had a few old briefs which I’d never even consider wearing normally but soon discovered we’re my favourite thing to wet in), but eventually I got more daring and tried wearing different trousers too.

One Sunday I’d spent the day wearing and wetting a pair of tracksuit pants, shiny navy blue nylon - the kind that we’re briefly fashionable in the 90s for a brief period. I must have wet them probably 3 or 4 times throughout the day, before disposing of the soggy underpants and hiding the wet trackies in the heap of clothes in the bottom of my wardrobe where I knew they wouldn’t be found as my Mum left me to sort out my own stuff (hence the heap! Haha), planning to probably wet them again or if not sneak them into the washing when they were dry.

Fast forward a few weeks and we were due to go out for the day with Mums friends, her friend was getting married soon as Mum was chief bridesmaid, so we were meeting the best man and his kids for the first time and they’d planned a day out to a seaside type resort as a bit of an icebreaker. Come the morning of the outing, Mum woke me up and told me she’d laid out some clothes for me so that I looked “presentable”. To my horror, she’d dragged out the bottoms I’d soaked with wee only a few weeks before and which still hadn’t been washed! 
 

I tried to protest, but she was having none of it and became quite angry, so I had no choice but to pull them on with a grimace - the alternative would have been the mortification of admitting I’d wet myself wearing them (I’d have had to play it off as an accident, of course) but that was never going to happen! So far as Mum knew, I’d not wet my pants since I was about 4. 
 

All day I could smell stale wee, and I was so uncomfortable thinking that everybody else could smell it too. They probably could, although nobody said anything. What an embarrassing way to meet people for the first time! The best man’s kids were all younger than me, but the eldest was probably about 9, so more than old enough to recognise the smell and judge me for it - I bet he thought I wet the bed or something.

I’m fairly confident Mum didn’t know the truth, it just wasn’t her style - she’d have said something if she did, so I think she just thought I was being an argumentative little sod and that’s why she dug her heels in.

Funnily enough the weekend of the wedding one of the best man’s kids wet the bed (the youngest) that they were all sharing, which piqued my own interest - I was a kid myself still after all, so was allowed to be interested in a fellow kids accident - but it brought back some unpleasant memories about that smelly day out too. 

Link to comment
  • 1 year later...

I rarely get the opportunity anymore, but when I was single I'd sometimes walk home from a bar full of beer and not make it home. I learned that my pee did not smell the following day as long as I let the clothing dry and not coiled up wet.  Sometimes I'd put my undies and jeans in the dryer and rewear... only I knew of course. It felt sexy... but a couple of times I could smell pee on me the next wear, and I figured others sense of smell may be stronger than mine so pretty much stopped socialising like that.  But a good home rewetting is fun just not the cold clammy feeling after they cool off, so the need to dry them 😁 

Link to comment

Well, two instances . . . .

The first time I ever wet, at age four, I wet the bed in the clothes I was wearing, so naturally, I wore them all night.

The other is that I used to bike a lot, and I would typically wet while I was out biking.  Naturally, I didn't stop to change my clothes before coming home, but between the wind and the fact that I was sweaty, my clothes ended up just kind of damp by the time I got back. They probably would have been that from sweat regardless.

 

Link to comment

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    • No registered users viewing this page.
×
×
  • Create New...