Story time, day two! Something is up with my bladder this weekend because I have a second humiliating incident to share. Here we go:

I decided to take myself to the beach yesterday which is about a two hour drive. I drove there in my bathing suit and a cover up and didn’t have any potty issues. On the way home, however, I was feeling sleepy from all that salt air and a whole day of blissfully jumping around in the ocean. I got myself a medium iced coffee which, looking back now, I should have known was too much fluid for a drive.

About 30 minutes in, I decided to pull over (lol) and put on my pull-up, which I had so wisely packed in my diaper bag! By the way, this was one of the first diaper bags I’ve packed by and for myself for a trip and I even packed baby wipes (#proud). I had a big wetting immediately after putting it on, but I can usually go 2-3 times in a pull-up. So I kept driving and proceeded to get stuck in 40 minutes of bumper to bumper traffic. There was no shoulder I could pull off to change myself (people were driving in my emergency lane). But I was enjoying myself, listening to The Japanese House’s new amazing album. But as the notification, “traffic is getting worse,” popped up on my screen, I could feel my straining muscles give up and release an accident into my already wet pull-up. I checked myself afterwards and, thankfully, the car seat and my dress were still dry.

Dryness would not be my ultimate fate, however. I finally made it home to drop my beach accoutrements before parking. As soon as I got out of the car to stand up, I could feel a gush of pee exit my body and slash into the sodden pull-up. I was horrified. I tried to stop it, but my bladder muscles were exhausted. All I could do was stand next to my car and pretend I was doing something important rather than standing with my legs slightly too far apart, accidentally peeing my pants (or my dress I should say).

When I was finished, I unloaded my stuff and could feel the wetness sloshing around inside the pull-up. This was not good. I stood outside the drivers seat for a little while longer, hoping the exhausted pull-up would find a little more space to absorb before I had to sit down again. But that wouldn’t be my luck. I knew it was a blowout before I made contact with the seat. I gingerly lowered myself onto the seat and gave an exasperated sigh. Well, now my car is going to smell like a bedwetter’s room, huh? I felt the hot wetness pool around my butt and then it overcame the waistband and gushed out across my lower back. I didn’t want to assess the damage I just kept looking for a parking spot.

What a strange feeling to be out in public wearing accident-soaked-clothing. It’s quite an infantile feeling. My dress was so wet that it was dripping little droplets of pee on the back of my legs as I walked. The tell tale feeling of increasing wetness between the legs as I walk/ran the few blocks back to my place. My one saving grace was the color of my dress. I honestly don’t think you could tell it was soaking because it was white. Bless morning bbabybbear who picked out the perfect dress to humiliate herself in.

I ran straight to my room, took these pictures, and stripped off my sodden clothing. I think next time I drive to the beach or next time I decide to have that medium iced coffee, we all know what kind of protection I will wear…🙈🐻😵‍💫.

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She couldn’t help but bend her knees and grab her tummy as the mush started coming out and into her pull-up. She had held it as long as she could, but the pressure and pain was too much. Her body involuntarily started to expel her mess and there was nothing she could do but wait until it was all done. It felt warm again her bottom as it spread and made her pull-up sag.

Hot tears started to well in her eyes. How was she supposed to wear panties if she couldn’t keep them clean? It was one thing to have wetting leaks on her way to the bathroom or close calls, but a whole other thing to soil herself when the bathroom was only one flight of stairs away.

But her roommate was in the shower, she told herself! It came on so suddenly and her roommate takes 20 minute showers at least. Regardless of the circumstance, the result was the same. She was now standing with a very heavy pull-up between her legs not for the first time this month…

Let me know if you enjoy this kind of explicit messy writing! I don’t usually go there but enjoy it myself quite a bit :)

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Tink flew with Peter on his ship far into the skies until they reached the magical realm of Never Never Pants, where you truly never grow up. She didn't want to fairy tinkle in her new diaper, but once she let go, she started having very happy thoughts!

You had never worn diapers before. When you did eventually order them on Amazon, they were medical diapers, not the colorful ABDL-kind you really wanted. Why? So that, if caught by your parents, it wouldn’t seem as bad. Nevertheless, it was with great joy that you laid on your bed and put on the crinkly undergarment. When you stood up, you were so excited, you immediately peed your pants. It made you feel so little that you began to suck your thumb and giggle. This was terrible timing as your mother was just passing by your door. She opened it, already thinking something was odd. Then she saw you naked aside from your wet diaper. You, on the other hand, were having too much fun to notice her and had already begun pushing a mess in the seat of your padded underwear. Your mother stayed silent until she saw the growing bulge in the back.

“What are you doing?” she finally blurted out. This yanked you out of little space and made you turn around.

“I’ve been having accidents.”

“I can see that. Perhaps you should wear them from now on.” she mumbled lowly. She then left the room.

And you followed that advice very well ever since that day.

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