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I do. The first time I realized I like it was when I had an accident at work and then was desperate on the way home. When I got into the bathroom I figured that if my pants were already wet then I might as well wet then again for fun, and I loved it!

Me! I’m more into the desperation but I also love the wetting that comes at the end.

On 3/24/2022 at 6:34 PM, Peewee123 said:

This!! I avoid public toilets as much as possible. I’d never use a porta potty, one of those paid toilets on the street, a park toilet, train toilet etc. I will use a shopping centre toilet if I really really have to but I do the hover and squat method so I don’t make any contact! 🤣 but generally I go to the toilet before I leave the house and will go when I get home. I can easily hold it most of the day so it rarely happens anyway. I can’t say over noticed any increased peeing with the toilet being closed, I have seen a post on Facebook about the toilets being closed and people just said it stopped them going out as much. 

Me too, I hate using public toilets but with my weak bladder I’m forced to use them, especially since I live in NYC and there’s not many places you can pop a squat without being seen. But when Covid hit, I had nowhere to pee so this resulted in a lot more holding and accidents for me. What was once a normal day of running errands became a race to get home on time before my wet spot got bigger and bigger, although I’d be lying if I said this didn’t happen even before Covid, just less often.

As I watched the Yankees game yesterday with my family, I was holding in my pee. I couldn’t leave though. My kids were too busy trying to reenact everything they saw on tv. If I had left to use the bathroom, a ball might have gone through a window, one of them mightve gotten hurt from diving for a ball that clearly didn’t need to be dived for, the list goes on. Plus, I didn’t want to miss anything. My brothers kept teasing me as I was clutching myself as hard as I could. I silently begged for there to finally be 3 outs so I could run to the bathroom, but it took way too long. When it finally happened, I ran as fast as I could, but found that someone was already in the bathroom and had locked the door. I was bent over, pounding on the door, begging whoever was inside to hurry up, all while my brothers were laughing. I finally got inside and had one of the most relieving pees of my life. This reminded me of a pee memory, so I thought I’d tell you all about a pee predicament I got into when I went to a baseball game with my family many years ago.

It was in the middle of July when we went to this game, so it was incredibly hot. I don’t remember exactly what the temperature was, but it was definitely at least 95 degrees Fahrenheit (35 Celsius). I wore a Yankees jersey (I don’t remember of what player), a Yankees baseball cap, and jean short shorts. I also wore a pink sports bra, which I only remember because when I was waiting in line to pee, i unbuttoned my shirt because it was so insanely hot. We wore sunscreen and drank lots of fluids. We couldn’t bring our own drinks into the stadium for “safety reasons” but i think it’s mostly to force you to spend more money at the stadium. It sucked having to throw out my Snapple but whatever, I was excited.

I remember exactly what I drank there: a large  Coke and water bottle. I had some popcorn too, which made me even thirstier. I didn’t want to miss even a second of the game, so I really only left my seat to get refills. By the 5th inning, I was squeezing my legs and crossing them uncomfortably. Knowing the relentless teasing I would get from my brothers if they found out I had to pee badly, I tried to be as subtle as possible, but I had drank so much it was impossible to not be noticed. Eventually they noticed and the teasing went on and on and on. 

By the 9th inning, I was squirming in my seat so much that my brothers couldn’t help but make fun off. I should have just went to the bathroom, but I wanted to see the end of the game since it was pretty close (old habits die hard I guess). When the pitcher threw the final pitch, I cheered because the Yankees won but this celebration caused me to leak a little. Only me and my mom had to pee since we both never wanted to leave our seats, so we went to the ladies room while my brothers and my dad went to the car and waited for us. 
 

To both of our horrors, the line stretched almost a quarter of the way around the whole stadium. My mother had to pee, but she was lightly crossing her legs occasionally. Meanwhile, I was doubled over, leaking, clutching on for dear life in an impossibly long line. Somehow, I fought hard for 30 minutes, but the line had barely moved. Well, it did, but not enough for me. My bladder and me both collectively gave up and I peed myself in front of dozens of other women. My mom led me out of the line to avoid any further embarrassment, but the damage was done. Shout out to her though, despite her urge being significantly higher than when we first got in line, she got out to comfort me and to go back to the car, desperately holding on during the ride home. Of course, I faced even more teasing, and I had to pee again during the car ride home, but made it that time. 
This is probably one of my favorite experiences of all time, the hot weather, the big fluid intake, the insanely long line, I guess you could say it was an accident waiting to happen. 

It was summer and I was at a baseball game with my family. It was close to 100 degrees so I drank a lot of fluids. I tried to use the bathroom in between innings but they would always start back up again before i got the chance to pee and I didn’t want to miss anything. By the time the game ended, I was already squirming in my seat and ran to the bathroom. The line was absolutely massive and I was already pee dancing. I probably waited in that line for like an hour, during which I leaked multiple times and had a huge dark blue patch on my jeans. When I finally got into a stall i hurriedly ripped off my jeans and peed straight through my panties with a huge exhale. I’m pretty sure everyone in the ladies room heard it

Im clutching myself every chance i get and squeezing my already slightly damp thighs together. I tried to unbuckle my belt but its too tight!