i wasn't sure if i was going to post this one here because i was so embarrassed by it
but a while ago i completely, fully peed my pants in the car. and it was...not at all on purpose
i was out at a bar with friends (pre-covid obv) and i ended up leaving abruptly because my ex showed up and i couldn't deal w/ it
so i just rush off and jump in the car and start heading for the highway and only a few minutes pass before i realize i have to use the bathroom pretty badly. it wasn't dire (or i didn't THINK it was š¤¦š»āāļø), but definitely there. so i start getting a little anxious.
20 minutes or so later, i don't know how it happened so fast, but i am BURSTING for a toilet. i have honestly never had to pee so badly in all my life. i'm bouncing up and down in the driver's seat, fanning my legs. and i realize, i will not be able to make it home. period.
so i start panicking and trying to think of a plan B. my bladder is so swollen it HURTS, and i'm rubbing my thighs together like a cricket. "just keep moving, maybe you can hold it in," i think to myself. i decide to get off at the next exit to stop at a McDonald's or a coffee shop or somewhere with a restroom, because again, i wont make it home. i CAN'T make it home
and then as i pull off the exit and start scanning for a gas station or something, i realize something even worse - i'm not even going to make it to a gas station. i'm so desperate. it's basically now or never.
i clumsily pull the car over into this like empty lot. i can feel tears in my eyes as i squeeze my hands between my legs.
the only thing i can think of - and i'm blushing now just writing this down - is that i think i have a plastic bin or bucket in the trunk. and maybe i could sit down on that in the backseat and...go
keeping my legs tight together, i rummage through the junk in the back of the car and i find a plastic bin. anticipating relief is making it so, so much worse, and i can feel tears in my eyes as i squirm awkwardly and try to shove the bin into place.
i undo my belt, jiggling up and down, and then i try to undo the button on pants, but my hands are shaking. im shifting my legs back and forth and i'm muttering "oh god, oh my god" out loud to myself even though i'm the only one here.
and then...i can't hold it. i just can't hold it for another second. my body sort of freezes up and i can't hold it any longer and i can feel that my face is bright red and i can feel pee absolutely gushing into my underwear, filling up my pant legs. i just keep going and i'm so embarrassed but there's nothing i can do. a moan of complete relief involuntarily escapes my lips.
when my body finally finishes peeing, i just stand there for a minute, humiliated. i can't believe i couldn't make it not only to a bathroom, but even to a plastic bin in the back of my car.
and then i take my pants off, shove them into the bin, and drive the rest of the way home in my underwear. thank goodness my roommate was already asleep when i got home.