Wetting

[embarrassedwoman]

I never thought I'd tell the story of what happened to me, but here goes. Firstly, though, I'd like to say how shocked I am that some people are treating this as a joke, or some kind of sexual thing. Don't you know there are people out there, like me, who have had terribly humiliating experiences of this kind that take years to recover from? I've had one, two years ago, and still haven't entirely recovered from psychologically. Once, I was on the motorway with a colleague - the two of us were going to a meeting, and he was driving. I asked him to pull over at the next services because I needed the toilet quite badly. When I saw the next services approaching, I just assumed he'd remember to pull in, but he didn't and we sailed past. There wasn't another services for 27 miles and I told him I couldn't wait that long - I'd only been able to wait this long because I'd known there was one coming up any minute. My colleague didn't seem to realise how urgent it was and told me not to worry, we'd be at the next services soon. Pretty soon I was in serious pain and trouble, and couldn't even chat anymore and pretend it wasn't a big deal. My colleague started to tease me and say things like, 'You don't honestly think you might wet yourself, do you? This meeting's important, you can't turn up with wet pants.' I asked him to pull up on the hard shoulder I was that desperate, but he refused, saying it wasn't safe - 'YOu can't use the hard shoulder as a kazy,' he said. 'What if someone crashes into us at ninety miles an hour while you're relieving yourself?' About ten minutes later, I couldn't control myself any more - the panic about having an accident was adding to my problem, I was absolutely terrified - and I wet and soiled myself. It was horrendous - all I could do was sit there sobbing and begging my colleague not to tell anyone. I couldn't hide what had happened - it was obvious - my mess was all over the carseat, all over my clothes. My colleague had to drive me home and we had to cancel the meeting. He kept telling me it didn't matter and I should try to see the funny side of it, but I couldn't. He couldn't resist telling people at work - for weeks afterwards people came up to me and pretended to be sympathetic, but I knew some were laughing behind my back. Eventually I handed in my notice - that was how bad it was.

[embarrassedwoman]

I never thought I'd tell the story of what happened to me, but here goes. Firstly, though, I'd like to say how shocked I am that some people are treating this as a joke, or some kind of sexual thing. Don't you know there are people out there, like me, who have had terribly humiliating experiences of this kind that take years to recover from? I've had one, two years ago, and still haven't entirely recovered from psychologically. Once, I was on the motorway with a colleague - the two of us were going to a meeting, and he was driving. I asked him to pull over at the next services because I needed the toilet quite badly. When I saw the next services approaching, I just assumed he'd remember to pull in, but he didn't and we sailed past. There wasn't another services for 27 miles and I told him I couldn't wait that long - I'd only been able to wait this long because I'd known there was one coming up any minute. My colleague didn't seem to realise how urgent it was and told me not to worry, we'd be at the next services soon. Pretty soon I was in serious pain and trouble, and couldn't even chat anymore and pretend it wasn't a big deal. My colleague started to tease me and say things like, 'You don't honestly think you might wet yourself, do you? This meeting's important, you can't turn up with wet pants.' I asked him to pull up on the hard shoulder I was that desperate, but he refused, saying it wasn't safe - 'YOu can't use the hard shoulder as a kazy,' he said. 'What if someone crashes into us at ninety miles an hour while you're relieving yourself?' About ten minutes later, I couldn't control myself any more - the panic about having an accident was adding to my problem, I was absolutely terrified - and I wet and soiled myself. It was horrendous - all I could do was sit there sobbing and begging my colleague not to tell anyone. I couldn't hide what had happened - it was obvious - my mess was all over the carseat, all over my clothes. My colleague had to drive me home and we had to cancel the meeting. He kept telling me it didn't matter and I should try to see the funny side of it, but I couldn't. He couldn't resist telling people at work - for weeks afterwards people came up to me and pretended to be sympathetic, but I knew some were laughing behind my back. Eventually I handed in my notice - that was how bad it was.

[catonia]

OMG! He needs sorting out!!!!

I'd Sue the f*** out of him!!!!!!

Seriously,this is the most shocking post i've ever read!
The last time i heard of something like this was when two parents did it to a 7 year old on a car trip.But someone doing it to another adult shocks me more than just about anything!

[Ady6970]

embarrassedwoman. I was very sorry to hear about your experience, which must have been awful at the time, as I'm sure plenty of other contributors will be too. However the faulr lay clearly with your colleague who either didn't realise quite how desperate you were or who was downright irresponsible and chose to ignore the seriousness of the situation.

I've already made this point elsewhere but I think it's worth making again. People's upbringing and conditioning are often responsible for negative attitudes to bodily functions and, by extension, to accidents when they happen. Most people have it drummed into them at an early age that they must control their bladder and bowels at all times, only emptying either into a toilet. By and large this makes good sense, people's lives are easier because of it and, ultimately it means that the world is a cleaner, sweeter smelling place that it would otherwise be. Unfortunately it does have the unintended consequence that for some people at least, on the rare occasions that they do have an accident during adult life, it's a 'big deal' and something to get upset about. Most people have at least one or two accidents during the course of adult life as a result of fear, shock, being unable to access a toilet when needed or simply putting off going for too long. At the end of the day, if you need to go badly enough and can't get to a toilet you'll have an accident whether you're 7, 37 or 77. Voluntary control is only possible up to a certain point beyond which it becomes an impossibility. The body's ability to override people's wills and their sphincter muscles is a necessary safeguard to ensure their wellbeing. A wet pair of pants isn't very nice for some people but it's infinetly preferable to a damaged bladder. Some people find accidents a major trauma but others take it in their stride and have a more relaxed view.

Also, I know it sounds strange (although it's no more so than liking leathers, BDSM or feet) but some people find the sensation of a full bladder/rectum - or even that of wetting/soiling themselves a huge turnon. Others enjoy watching the event or hearing about it. So long as the parties concerned are comfortable with it, there's no reason to condemn such activities. I'm a wet enthusiast and whilst I can't speak for all wet enthusiasts, most of us are only turned on either by wetting ourselves or hearing about someone else doing it who's happy to do it. I, for one, get no pleasure from hearing about the humiliation of people such as yourself to whom it's a big deal.

[catonia]

I've heard of people only forcing a child to wet/soil themselves,but i've never heard of an adult forcing another adult to do it.They'd usually stop the car for them before they were anyway near desperate enough.
The man who was driving had NO right what so ever to do that to you.
embarrassedwoman,wasn't he worried about his seats at all???

[annabelle29]

I think key issue here is whether you choose to lose control, and in that case you haven't really lost control at all because it's a choice and you might well enjoy it, and a situation where you really, genuinely lose all control of yourself. I used to find the idea of loss of control a turn-on, never doing it myself but fantasising about it a lot, and then one day my boyfriend and I were in a car crash and I had an accident all over myself, admittedly a much worse and more embarrassing accident than I'd ever fantasised about. Everyone saw - other drivers, my boyfriend, the police. Since then, believe you me, I haven't had any fantasies about losing control of myself and I don't believe anyone would if they'd ever experienced a public humiliation like that.

[gemma1]

One of the most embarassing days of my life was when my mum was detained by a store detective after leaving a department store. She'd stolen some clothes (after going to the changing rooms and putting them in her bag). We both had to go to an office where my mum was accused. She burst into tears and claimed it was all a mistake. Before long she began to wail and then started to wee-wee in her trousers. Eventually she was let off with a warning, probably cos I was with her, but I never forgot how embarrassing the whole event was.

[accidentshappen]

I was driving down the highway alone one evening and figured I could wait to get home and pee. Well there ended up being a accident and the traffic came to a halt. I had to go so bad I figured I could wait. 3 hours later I was wiggling in my drivers seat hoping I didn't pee my pants. I figured the best thing for me to do was dribble a little in my undies to relieve the pressure. It felt so good but it didn't last to long. I had to go again. Traffic started to move so I held it. I got to the next exit and again I dribble to relieve the pain. I did this the whole way home. I was pretty wet but not something that a sweater couldn't hide til I changed my clothes. Well by the time I got in my drive I couldn't hold it anymore and I let loose and peed my pants. I was so embarrassed. I walked in my housed and my husband thought it was funny and now when we are on long trips he will purposely not pull off and watch me pee my pants in desperation.

[fun2wet]

i am a female and i love to wet myself cos it turns me own, although i would be horrified if i had a proper accident in a situation i hadnt planned for so can see both sides of this! i love to fill up with water and pull onmy jeans til i start small gushes and squirts in my knickers while squeezing my thighs together and double crossing my legs, it honestly is such a wonderful horny naughty feeling!

[persona-non-grata]

fun2wet - I know just how you feel.

You should register as a member, join the little group here, and some others we can tell you about..

[R_B]

accidentshappen - That must've been some ride home from you wiggling in your seat to when you completely peed your pants. I can only imagine how badly you must have had to pee to start dribbling in your pants, making them wetter and wetter as you went along. As your username says, accidents happen. But I guess you peeing your pants really turned on your husband so he tries to make you pee your pants now.

[youthteen15]

I'm 15 and we were going to visit family in scotland so my mum told me to use the toilet before we went, but i forgot.
After a while i was needing the toilet but i thought i could hold it.. the pain got worse and i begged to stop but she said it would be my punishment for no litening.
I was pleading because i was soo desperate!
I crossed my legs and tryed to hold it but it just flowed out

as my punishment for getting the car seats wet i had to stay in my wet & smelly clothes all day.

[persona-non-grata]

as my punishment for getting the car seats wet i had to stay in my wet & smelly clothes all day.

Not everyone would regard that as a punishment...

[Guest]

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[Spc-Iraq]

just for you ladies, when i become president my number one priority will be to add a small emblem at the bottom of every traffic and construction sign with a toilet and a cross on it to remind you, the next exit may be your best guess hehe.