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worst of all, he hates having to do laundry because of it. so, so many pairs of boxers in the laundry basket. even worse than that, he lives with other people. he has to run the risk of someone noticing how much laundry he's going through, or, god forbid, they actually see him shit himself. and because it's so random, he runs that risk all the time.

through one way or another, he ends up wearing a pull-up. white, medical, plain. maybe trying to get over a UTI while still working his 8-6 job. he ends up needing a shit fairly early on, which means by the time he gets home, he's desperate for the bathroom. he parks the truck and just sits for a moment before getting out. the moment he's out of the seat, he almost loses it. he considers just giving in, but it's at least worth the effort of trying to make it to the bathroom.

he makes it to the bathroom door and moves to shove it open, relieved at the prospect of...relief. but when he opens it, he finds someone else already on the toilet. they yell at him to shut the door, and he does, backing up and glancing around. seeing as nobody can see him, he starts wiggling like a worm, grabbing at his rear as if that's going to keep him from having an accident.

he can't hold it long at all. he crouches down right there in the hallway, bracing himself against the wall, finally, just pushing it all out and getting it over with. he didn't think he could even fathom shitting this much, but it's enough that he has to tug his pants down to give himself more room to fill his pull-up.

once he's pretty sure he's done, he reaches a hand around to pat his bottom and see how much he really did...

it's a lot. more than he thinks he's ever gone in his life. and on top of all of it, he gets the urge to pee, so he does, letting out a painful jet of piss that soaks into the padding immediately.

"...[character]? what are you... are you having an accident?" he turns, his face growing hot with embarrassment as he sees his [family member/friend] at the end of the hallway.

Bonus points if I’m in their lap and we both end up soaked.

Aaaa yes yes yes!!

“I went to the bathroom in my pants!”

Oh yes, this is a classic for a reason! The little is TRYING, they really are, but using the potty takes so many steps! Can anyone blame them for forgetting one? Sure, it's kind of an important step, but they're in the right place at the right time, so that's gotta count for something!

-Trying to squirm subtly because they’re right next to the driver, bouncing slightly in the seat, adjusting position, shaking their legs.

-Someone trying really hard not to grab their crotch because it’s embarrasing and makes it obvious they need to go, but at a bad spasm they’re forced to. The driver notices and asks them if they need to go to which they either shyly admit feeling silly they had to be asked like a child or shake their head and look even more like a child denying they need to go when they clearly do.

-Someone waiting until they’ve already dribbled to ask for a rest stop. The driver says sure there’s one in fifteen minutes, but they’ve waited so long already they wet themselves after ten. 

-Alternatively, never asking for a rest stop and slowly leaking the whole journey. They never fully lose control but by the time they’re at their destination they’ve leaked enough that there’s a wet patch on their pants and seat, and they don’t want to get up because then the driver and other passengers will know what’s happened.

-The pee making a puddle on a leather seat and running over the edge or soaking into a cloth seat making a big wet patch

-Someone making it to the rest stop and running in only to lose it before they can undo their belt and being forced to walk back to the car in soaked pants.