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I Really Thought I Would Pee Myself Less As An Adult…

It happened last Saturday. So it’s been a couple of weeks since I last spent time with my mom and I decided we needed a girl’s day out. Woke up early, picked her up, and we hit the town. Between our excursions to Pier 1, Ulta, and Old Navy there was no time to really stop anywhere to, you know, go. It’s okay, though, I didn’t feel anything. In fact, I was having so much fun that I didn’t even feel the urge. Until I did. You know? I really thought I would pee myself less as an adult…

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I Really Thought I Would Pee Myself Less As An Adult…

It didn’t happen right away. I wasn’t still shopping or anything. No, in fact, I went back to my mom’s house, ate dinner with her and my dad, hung out, played with their dog, had a great day.

When I left there I remembered I was out of dog food and ducked into the grocery store to pick some up before I headed home. For anyone keeping tabs, at this point I’d gone approximately, oh, ten or so hours without going. I don’t know if I was so busy that I didn’t feel the urge, or if maybe I felt it and suppressed it, but it just wasn’t there. I pick up the dog food, get to the checkout line, and BOOM: it hits.

Ohmygod I have to pee Right Now.

But it’s Wal-Mart.

And I’m NOT going to pee in Wal-Mart.

A bead of sweat starts down my brow as the woman in front of me takes her sweet ditty time checking out, putting one single item on the counter at a time. Does she not realize this is a conveyer belt? She can stack those puppies like Tetris tiles, and they’ll just go on down the line.

No. One item at a time.

And then something doesn’t scan. “Well I’m sure it was two dollars,” the lady says.

My pelvis is actually about to split open from the pressure being exerted on it.

Forget about the pee-pee dance, if I move even an inch I’m gonna blow.

I focus all of my energy on trying to convince my body to hold out until I get home…

“I’ll have to call the department to make sure,” the checkout lady says.

It’s a nothing item. Like probably something she just picked up on a whim. One of those things no one really needs and she could certainly put back if she had any decency.

I eye my dog food, trying to decide if I should abandon ship to save myself. If I don’t bring dog food home there’s a good chance my dogs will actually eat ME when I walk in the door.

Which might be a good thing, because at least then I won’t have to pee anymore.

They can’t reach anyone in the department (what department even sells little nothing trinket dodads, anyway?), and FINALLY the woman decides she doesn’t need it.

Time to pay. She swipes her card. Nothing happens.

My urethra is actually hurting from squeezing.

She swipes again.

The checkout lady tells her, “I think that’s one of those chip cards.”

Of course it’s one of those chip cards. We all hate them. We’re just stuck with them.

FINALLY she’s done and wanders away.

I check out as quickly as humanly possible and rush, somewhat cross-legged, to my car.

Luckily, I only live a few blocks from the store and it took less than five minutes to get home.

Unluckily, my bladder seemed to realize we reached our destination and my pants were pretty much completely soaked before I made it all the way to the bathroom.

*hanging head*

I wish I could say this is the first time this has happened, but I can’t. It isn’t. I just forget to pee. Who forgets to pee!?!?

Honestly, I really thought I’d pee myself less as an adult, but with the way things are going at this point I’m just really looking forward to my golden years… At least then it’ll be socially acceptable for me to wear diapers again.


Saturday 8th of May 2021

I feel you. I had to pee in the bus (at late night after party) and in every stop I had to squeeze my legs; people around must thought I am crazy. About 10 minutes before I arrive I really thought that I was going to pee my pants with people around me, I wanted to cry. I can't describe the feeling In a magical way, I arrived in my station dry and I was running. But for my bladder, it was enough... It was my first and last accident and I really could not believe it.


Friday 25th of September 2020

Amazing to read these comments and see that I'm not alone. I'm 26 and still pee my pants. Way to often. I wear a pull up type diaper whenever I can especially in public although I still try to use the bathroom of course. It's about 50/50 whether I'll make it there completely dry. I hate diapers but I hate wetting myself even more. As a kid it was even worse. The teasing and bullying was relentless. I still pee my bed too but not every night. 3-5 nights a week usually although sometimes my bladder is having an especially hard time and I'm wet every night for awhile. Whenever I do get to the toilet with dry pants or a dry pull up, I feel so happy and proud of myself but then I realize that most preschoolers have this skill mastered better than me. Yesterday I was at Wal-Mart and was stupidly wearing panties. I needed to pee but it wasn't THAT bad. Except it was. By the time I got to the restrooms on the other side of the store, my light blue jeans were soaked to my socks. I was crying as I slammed open the toilet lid and tried to put whatever was left in the toilet. But I had completely finished in my pants. I got quite a few dirty looks as I basically did a "walk of shame" all the way out of the building to my car. Story of my life.


Saturday 21st of March 2020

I have the same problem I pee my panties about half the time going to the bathroom

Larry Goldfish

Sunday 20th of October 2019

Just go ahead and get some protection. I’ve had an issue here or there, and then after spinal surgery had even worse issues. Forget the golden years and go ahead taping up. On the plus side you’ll have an easy Halloween costume each year... I myself have come to enjoy it so much, I no longer favor simple depends, but play on the end of those weird adult baby print ones


Sunday 26th of May 2019

Well,I'm a guy and I have peed my pants on several occasions. Usually from drinking too much coffee,and being stuck in my car. But it has happened on multiple occasions! Fortunately I've been able to avoid being seen by anyone when I have been wet! I just kind of laugh it off,because theres nothing else I can do once I've wet my pants. One time I was bursting to go,and got held up bya train,that literally stopped ,so I ended up peeing my pants. Sigh!


Sunday 8th of August 2021

@steve, believe it or not, this is such a turn on. Thanks!


Friday 18th of October 2019

I'm 21 and still go in my pants way too often. I compare it to a coin toss whether I'll get to the toilet with dry pants. Sometimes I forget, sometimes I don't think I have to go THAT bad and then I get busy and then...the all too familiar dribble in my panties that tells me...too late as it starts running down my legs. I know I'm way too old for this but sometimes I even have what I call an "oops" moment. I honestly didn't feel a need to go until I start going. This usually happens when my anxiety is high. I.e. usually in social situations. Of course. The worst. I've always struggled with accidents. I wear diapers for my bedwetting which still happens most nights but I can't afford even more for daytime use so I limit that to occasions where the likelihood of an accident is extra high. The other day at work we had a staff meeting that ran a little late as they often do. The stress of talking and collaborating in a large group ended up being too much for my anxiety and my bladder. I was so glad I'd planned ahead and wore a pullup cuz I almost made it to the bathroom after the meeting but...not quite. I ended up standing in the stall finishing flooding my diaper. So glad it was my diaper and not the floor. Its a struggle and I have self esteem issues from not having mastered such an elementary skill but I keep trying. My therapist encourages me to give myself some praise when I stay dry but be matter of fact instead of hateful and punitive towards myself when accidents happen. I just keep trying.


Tuesday 28th of May 2019