Wet Carpet Magazine: Articles

[Paulypeeps 5,287]

I think it is time to expand Wet Carpet magazine to include the articles. We already have the photo stories, Readers Pictures, and the Readers Letters, so this thread is for proper journalistic magazine articles.

 

I will kick off with this one I found while tidying up today. It does mention carpet so I think it is appropriate:-

 

Pulled magazine article (from Secret Stringer)

This was going to be published in a leading women's magazine but was apparently pulled at the last minute. I found it while doing some server maintainance on a publisher's server. Not sure which title it was for.

Wetting Yourself - The latest trend, or urban myth?

By Shoshanna

I had heard the rumours that some young women were no longer using restrooms and were wetting themselves instead. I found this very hard to believe of course and dismissed the rumours as an urban myth, that was until I met 'Cherri' (not her real name).

Cherri was just standing beside a store looking in at the window display. I do not know what made me notice her, but there was something about her. Perhaps it was the high heels, with a sweater and skirt that I would have worn with flat shoes for comfort. I watched her for a few seconds and then I saw a puddle start to form around those heels. Cherri did not show alarm or anything that would indicate distress. She just casually checked in her purse, took out her cellphone, checked it, replaced it in her purse and a few seconds later walked on.

Having heard the rumours, and seen what Cherri had done, I had to know more. Were the rumours true?

I followed Cherri to Starbuck's where she went in, got a coffee and sat down. Fortunately it was crowded so I got a coffee and asked Cherri if I could join her.

I opened the conversation. "I love coffee, but this cold weather makes me want to visit the ladies room." Not the normal way to open a conversation with a stranger but I saw what she had done and did not think that I would offend her.

"Yeah. It's cold out today." She said, adding. "I should have worn a longer skirt."

I saw an opening. "Or Pantyhose. Long skirts aren't in fashion this year."

Cherri responded. "I don't like pantyhose."

We appeared to be getting on OK. I decided to subtlely let on that I had seen her wet herself. "I guess pantyhose would be uncomfortable if you wet yourself."

Cherri looked up startled. "You didn't see me, did you?"

I smiled. "Sorry. I did not mean to alarm you. I saw you looking in the store and noticed the puddle."

Cherri was now a bit edgy. "I must be more careful."

It was not the answer I was expecting, but it confirmed that Cherri had no accident.

I decided that now was the time to be direct. "You must be one of the women I've heard about then."

"What women?" Cherri asked.

"The women who are not too fussy about where they go to the bathroom." I said. I added rhetoricaly. "You didn't have an accident?"

Cherri calmed down now that I knew her secret.

"Yeah. I suppose I am." she said.

I started to enquire deeper. "Why do you do it. There is a restroom just up the street?"

"It's convenient. I never have to worry about finding a restroom. I just dress right and drink lots of coffee." Cherri said.

"Dress right? What do you wear?" I asked.

"Stuff like what you see." Cherri said gesturing me to look at her outfit. "Wide skirt and open heels. I wear thin nylon panties, tried going without but couldn't get used to it. I've always worn panties. The heels help my feet dry quicker."

"Drink lots of coffee?" I enquired, adding. "I thought that would be counter productive."

"You don't want to smell of piss. Drink plenty and your piss keeps coming, nice and dilute." Cherri said taking a sip of her coffee.

I took a sip of my coffee as well.

"What made you start? Did you wet yourself by accident or something? I asked.

Cherri gushed. "No. It was just one of those things. I was in a club. I went up to the bar to get a drink and there was this girl there, just standing at the bar on her own. I dropped my purse while I was paying and as I went down to pick it up I saw the girl was pissing herself, piss was running down her legs. She was just standing there without a care in the world pissing herself. She knew that I had seen her pissing and smiled at me as I went back up. We got chatting and then she told me that there was always a queue for the restrooms and what was the point of queueing for the restrooms when she was going to piss herself because she couldn't wait that long. after the third time of pissing herself by accident she realised that it was no big deal and just carried on. She had gotten used to being wet and for the rest of that evening just wet herself without even trying to use the restrooms. I can vouch for the long queues. You always had to wait at least a half hour. We talked and talked and she told me how now she is used to wetting herself she just does it whenever she wants, even when she is not at the club. We talked some more and drunk some more. Soon enough I needed to pee and I told her. She just pissed herself again, standing with piss running down her legs and said I should try it. We talked some more and eventually she convinced me to just piss myself there on the spot. She said if I went to the restrooms she might not be there when I got back. I had to stay. I had drunk enough to be a little less inhibited than normal and eventually I just stood there at the bar and pissed myself. I spent the rest of the evening just chatting with this girl at the bar as we pissed ourselves like it was normal. It was so liberating. She told me that others did it too. After that evening I never saw her again, I don't know where she went. After that night of liberation I went home and it was OK. My panties were a bit damp but my legs and feet had dried. I just took a shower and went to bed. I went back to the club a week later and sure enough other girls were pissing themselves. I got to know them and pissed myself again all evening. Like the first girl they pissed themselves pretty much all the time and I met up with some of them away from the club, saw what they did and started to get used to just pissing myself instead of using the restrooms."

Wow! I thought. This was so real. I needed to know more though. "Don't you get a rash or anything, being wet down there all the time?"

"No. I'm fine. Some girls have trouble and they have to leave their panties off but Stevie (not her real name. Ed) is OK with cotton panties and pantyhose. I usually change mine twice a day but Stevie goes all day without changing. I always wear the thin nylon, lacy or satin panties that dry real quick, that way I get to sit down OK without getting my skirt wet." Cherri said, getting up to show me that her skirt was dry at the back before sitting down again.

"What about the smell?" I had to ask.

"What smell?" Cherri answered, adding. "Do I smell?"

I had to answer honestly. "No".

Cherri elaborated. "It is about how much you drink, and changing your panties. Dilute piss has little smell, and most of it runs away on the ground. If you don't drink much your piss is a lot stronger and it all stays in your panties, then it smells a bit. Piss only smells bad when it gets stale, so if you keep your panties rinsed with fresh piss there is no old piss to go stale. You need to piss a lot, it's no good just pissing your panties twice a day, you got to do it every couple of hours. I like my panties to dry quick. Dry panties don't smell, but I still like to change them when I get a chance just to make sure." 

"Is there anywhere you don't wet yourself?" I asked.

"I do it pretty much anywhere except in the house. In the house I use the bathroom but I keep my panties on and piss them to keep them fresh. Sometimes I stand in the shower, but usually I sit on the toilet. I sometimes piss in other peoples houses though if I can get away with it. A little bit of piss doesn't hurt, you can always get away with doing it once."

"What other places do you wet yourself?" I asked.

"Mostly in the street. You can usually find somewhere to just stand for a minute and then walk away from the puddle before anyone notices. No one expects you to be pissing if you don't look desperate, and no one knows that it's piss." Cherri appeared very comfortable now. She continued. "Anywhere dark is OK, and anywhere with carpet. It's real easy in the movie theatre." Cherri had a cheeky expression on her face now. "At the movies it is dark enough to hitch your skirt up and piss on the seat."

I was a bit shocked by that revelation. I asked for confirmation. "You really do that?"

"Yeah. It's cheating really. I should stand up or piss my skirt. Some girls wear really short skirts that don't need hitching up, but I am not a short skirt person. I don't have the legs." Cherri said.

I did not understand. "What do you mean by cheating. Isn't it a bit naughty to wet the seat?" I asked.

"I suppose it is a bit naughty, but after a while you don't think about that. It is what you do. I know that when the seat has dried it will be OK."

I pondered her answer for a bit, then Cherri continued. "Oh, Cheating. It is cheating when you have to adjust your clothing to piss. It goes against the liberation of just pissing. If you have to take your panties down, or hitch up your skirt you're compromising your freedom. Cheatin'."

Cherri finished her coffee and asked me. "Would you like to stay for another coffee? I already bought a refil."

I declined but I might go back for a second coffee one day. It might be fun to try. Cherri gave me her number.

Shoshanna

[CON2H4 650]

Wow! Is this real?

Edited March 30, 2020 by CON2H4
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[mickymoist 3,513]

@Paulypeeps thats wonderful thank you x

[Paulypeeps 5,287]

On 3/29/2020 at 10:15 AM, CON2H4 said:

Wow! Is this real?

As real as everything that appears in Wet Carpet magazine.

[mickymoist 3,513]

A woman who just confidently pees herself like that certainly does it for me 

[gldenwetgoose 21,486]

52 minutes ago, mickymoist said:

A woman who just confidently pees herself like that certainly does it for me 

Hell yes! 

[somedood123 398]

So I gather that it's all still fictional.
I wrote this a while back after seeing a similar thing published on a news site, obviously far shorter and far less detailed. I couldn't quite figure out where it might fit in here, but I suppose this works!
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If there's no toilet available, is going down an alleyway for a wee really such a problem?
Anonymous opinion piece

Public urination.
Occasionally we hear about this and how it is so disgraceful that someone would just go ahead and wee somewhere in the city! A recently published opinion complained about this and claimed that there is never a reason to pee in public; just use one of the many public toilets or ask to use a business' loo - or just hold it like an adult!
I'm not sure if the author realises this, but at night there aren't that many places open - and most of the, contrary to the author's opinion, very few public loos close up for the night at around 10 PM. The author also, like in most writings on public urination, focused on men, even going so far to claim that "you never see a woman relieving herself in public".

I don't doubt that the majority of the public urination going on in this city is done by men, but clearly the author has never been out in the wee hours of the morning where a favourite for girls is to crouch for a pee between parked cars and in doorways. And I can't really blame them for doing that! I'm guilty of doing it once in a while myself.
It is however true that men generally have better options when it comes to emptying the bladder in public spaces. In recent years we have seen a handful of these "pop-up urinals" deployed. That's fine and all but us women can't really use them. On top of that, continued budget cuts over the past several years have led to the closing of public loos, primarily those that were open late. Really, it appears that the message to half the population is that we don't need to pee if we're out in public from 10 PM to 7 AM - or whenever they open up again - I'm certain it's not before 6 at least! And if we do? Well we just have to hold it!
So really, we have two options - try and hold it for a little while longer and hope for the best - or resort to using one of the city's many dark corners for relief. I know which solution I'm choosing, especially considering the first option isn't even a solution!
My point is, if getting to a toilet isn't an option, should we really feel so bad for weeing in an alley, between cars or wherever we happen to find the much needed relief? Not if you ask me, at the end of the day it's just a bit of pee.

In this piece I want to present a few first hand experiences with public urination. I'm a 29 year old woman and just a few years ago I was still a student at university which for me meant going out to have a good time every now and then, typically with some of the girls from my hall. As you can probably imagine from my writings above, that led to more than a few nights with public urination.

Recently I met up with one of these old friends. She had been traveling around the world for a little over a year and I hadn't seen her since before she left so I was excited to see her again.
We had a late dinner with plenty of wine at a restaurant in the city. It was closing up at 10, but it was past 10:30 by the time they asked us to leave.
"I didn't expect to get so tipsy - maybe even drunk - over dinner!", my friend laughed as we walked down the street.
I giggled, "me neither, but I guess that extra bottle we ordered afterwards had an effect!".
"Yeah and now I also REALLY need a wee", she laughed, "I would've gone to the toilet back there but it would probably be rude to take up even more of their time."
"Oh good!", she exclaimed as we just happened to come upon a sign that said "Toilets --->".
After a minute of walking we saw them and... Closed.
"Open from 6 am - 10 pm", my friend read from the sign, "that's ridiculous".
"I know, right? But it's only 10:55, there has to be somewhere open nearby", I said having taken out my phone.
"Don't bother", my friend said. She was already moving on.
"I don't think I can hold it that long", she said and now also increased her pace.
I too began walking faster to catch up with her.
"I'll just have to go in the alley up here", she said, still a few steps in front of me.
Once I caught up with her she had already stepped into the alley. It was pretty narrow and definitely only meant for pedestrians.
"Like old times", she laughed, having now pulled up her dress and proceeded to squat near the opening.
"Ah yes, that's better", she sighed as she began peeing on the ground.
"I've done this a lot in the past year, not every place has public toilets!", she chuckled over the sound of her stream splashing the ground.
I laughed with her.
She wasn't joking when she said she needed a wee (do we ever?) and it felt like she was taking forever. I'm the same though, when I gotta go I really gotta go! But eventually she appeared to be finishing up.
"So I take it the public loo situation here hasn't improved much in the time I've been gone?", she grinned while pulling up her knickers.
"No definitely not!", I said, "nothing has changed. They still close at 10, or 11 if you're lucky, and there's still practically nowhere but the street to go in if you're out late and need to pee".
"Do you need to go? You might as well do it here too", she then asked me as she was straightening out her dress.
I didn't need to go, but if I did, I would have had no second thoughts about trading places with her.

My point with this story is that years of living in this city has, at least for some of us, normalised the above to an extent. I didn't think "Wow, really!? Are you serious!?" when my friend said she would just have to go in the alley. We know the chances of finding a toilet late at night are very low so I think searching for one becomes lower priority. Instead of keeping an eye out for a public loo (that doesn't exist), we keep an eye out for a dark corner, a narrow alley or basically anywhere secluded that we can pop into and pee, 'cus when you gotta go you gotta go and if there's no toilet? Well we just have to make do.

But I said I've done a public wee many times so let's get to it.
I call this one "the classic". Why classic? Because it's the type of public urination that I think almost everyone who has gone out for a night of drinking a handful of times has done at least once.

Picture this:
You're in the bar or club on a Friday night. Maybe there's a happy hour, maybe there's not, maybe it's just a very busy night for whatever reason. Let's say they're doing a special. 50% off drinks from 1 am to 2 am.
Maybe you've been there with a friend since 11 and it hasn't been too crowded. You've been to the loo once or twice and never had to wait more than a minute or two at the most. Now it's nearing 1 and you need a wee again. Better go before that line goes out the door from all the people coming in for cheap drinks!
You both go and have to wait a little longer this time. It has already started filling up, but you manage to make it through and out again just in time to take advantage of the inexpensive drinks without having to wait too long to be served.
Well, half an hour later those glasses are empty. And your bladder needs emptying again.
"I gotta pee", your friend says.
"Me too", you respond.
The queue is now... enormous, 10 times what it was just an hour ago.
"Let's just wait a bit. They'll probably leave soon and the queue will go back to normal", your friend says.
10 minutes later you just can't hold it much longer.
"It's still massive", you say, looking at the queue.
"Mhmm, let's just wee outside. Be nice with some fresh air too", your friend says.
Shortly after the two of you find yourself outside.
"Over there", you say and point to an alleyway across the street.
As you enter the alleyway, you notice a woman standing up from behind a bin.
"Sorry", she says as the spreading puddle at her feet gives away what she had just been doing.
"Don't mind us. Here for the same", your friend chuckles and begins to loosen her belt.
She walks a little further into the alleyway before pulling down her shorts and squatting low.
You are quick to pull up your skirt and do the same.
Soon enough you're both sighing in relief and creating two rivers of wee that run from one side of the narrow alleyway to the other.
A minute later you're both standing up again feeling very relieved and ready to get back inside.

I mentioned I call this 'the classic' as I think it's something most of us have done. It's also a true story, right down to the detail of the other girl who had clearly been weeing right before my friend and I entered the alley, so yes, it is common. I certainly think the vast majority of those of us who frequent the bars and night clubs find ourselves peeing in public once in a while. Girls and guys alike, although you might only spot a few of us girls as we do like hunting down a little more privacy when we opt for a public wee. After enough alcohol in the blood and a bladder that's about to burst, anywhere secluded becomes a very suitable toilet for some of us.

I realise many readers may frown at this article. "What an absolute cow!" you must think of me. I guess there's no convincing all of you, and I'm obviously not saying we should all simply pee wherever we feel like. That's sure to make the whole city smell like the shop doorway on a Saturday morning. I have had a job at one such shop and opening up on a Saturday morning does make for such an experience, but I know I'm guilty myself. Usually dumping a bucket of water on it or just hosing it down would be good enough. We tended to just make Saturday the weekly window cleaning day so a bit of wee in our doorway was not as much of a nuisance as you might think.
Again, it is obviously far from a good, ideal thing to do (weeing in someone's doorway), but I don't think the drunks are where we should place all of the blame.
It is the city's responsibility to make sure we have access to public toilets - at all hours of the day - because none of us stop needing a wee just because there's no toilet. And when there is no toilet available? Eventually everyone reaches a state where they are prepared to pee just about anywhere.

[knarf11 74]

Brilliant articles @Paulypeeps and Somedood123. Thank you

[CON2H4 650]

On 4/2/2020 at 12:43 PM, somedood123 said:

but I don't think the drunks are where we should place all of the blame.
It is the city's responsibility to make sure we have access to public toilets - at all hours of the day

Reminds me of an article I read once