Posted by Pantsfiller on August 08, 2010 at 08:05 [109.153.214.47]
In Reply to: Wanna have a memory! posted by Me ... Again! on August 04, 2010 at 21:08
I was late being potty trained and was still in Nappies & Plastic Pants at the age of 3 years. My earliest memories are quite vivid and one was lying in my Cot aged about 2 or 3 and the feeling of hot wee seeping, dribbling then coursing into my Terry Nappy - Bliss ! Another was playing in the Garden and the feeling as a big Poo pushed its way out and filled my Nappy. I'm rather embarassingly reminded that I was a shy child and used to notmally go behind the Settee in the Lounge and fill my pants. My Mum said that I used to wee large amounts so much so that when my shorts were taken down to check my Nappy, there would be a pool of yellow wee in my Plastic Pants so she used to pat it with her hand to make the Nappy absorb more liquid.
When I was eventually out of Nappies like most young Children, I had the odd accident. When I was about 5 years of age I was playing at my Grandparents house and obviously didn't realise I needed a poo quite badly until it was too late. I remember climbing the stairs and just having to stop as a load of hot poo pushed its way out and spread across the seat of my now not so white underpants. Then there was an occasion at school when I was about the same age or maybe slightly older and had been brought to the front of the Class in a Maths Lesson. Whether it was a full bladder or because I was frightened of the female Teacher I'm not sure but something gave way and I remember the feeling of hot wee pouring into my underpants and coursing out into my shorts and down my legs wetting my socks and shoes. The sensation of 'going in my pants' has stayed with me all my life and I remember when I reached the age of 12 years and onset of Puberty, a strong desire to 'experiment'. I would wait till my Mum would throw away a pair of my old underpants and I would secretly get them out of the bin and wear them in the toilet and wet & fill them.
These activities went on for many years until when I was about 17 years when I by chance, discovered Plastic Incontinence Pants. I was at College and on my way back one day I passed a Surgical Appliance/Disabled Shop and saw a some a pair of of 'Sandra' PVC Pants advertised in the window. Buying a pair was easier said than done and I can remember a mixture of nervousness and being really turned on by what I was about to do. The size I asked for wasn't available so I bought one size larger and later that day I had chance to try them out by wearing them over my normal underpants which I then proceeded to wet whilst in the Cinema. On another occasion whilst walking back from College to my accomodation I remember having that 'full' feeling but instead of walking a bit quicker I decided to just fill my Pants. In those days my bowel motions were quite solid than now so it was quite easy to clean myself up.
A few years later and still feeling a bit of a freak I discovered the Internet and of course found out that there are many people out there into the same thing. This lead to me buying adult sized Terry Nappies and Plastic Pants. I have to be a bit discreet at home as my wife and family have absolutely no idea about my little fetish. This week, my family are away for a few days so I decided to have a bit of fun. Yesterday, whilst out shopping, I enjoyed a bit of pants filling and today travelled to a Seaside town. I drank loads of water and when n I got there I headed off towards the Marina. By now I was absolutely bursting and starting dribbling in my Y-Fronts. There were a few people around but I spotted a group of females sitting in one of the shelters so decided to have a bit of fun. Standing opposite them literally about 15 feet or so away and with my back against the railings the excitement made me wiggle around and my dsperation was an obvious attraction to them as they started gazing in my direction. I relaxed and within a few seconds I felt a sudden dampness in my Y-Fronts and then a stream pouring uncontrollably into my Pants and down the legs of my shorts, down my legs forming a huge puddle at my feet. The reaction from my onlookers was most most pleasing as I could tell they couldn't quite their eyes. I wonder whether one or two of the women have secretly done this themselves and perhaps dreamt about seeing a a grown man wet his pants in front of them.
I wouldn't recommend drinking volumes of water to excess like this all the time but it is a huge relief to urinate when you are at bursting point. For a few hours after, it has the affect of causing you to pee like a race horse and cause a temporary lack of control and make you very desperate for the toilet.
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