Posted by Molly on December 27, 1998 at 11:42
Hi,
I am new here and have a story to share. I don't know if you will like it because the stories all seem to be about doing it on purpose and sexually realted, mine is neither but I will tell you about it anyway and you can tell me if it doesn't belong here. It happened about six years ago, when I was 23 years old.
I was working at a local sandwich shop. It was just me and the owner Jill that day. Anyway, Jill said she had some errands to run and asked me to "hold down the fort." Well,
two hours later she wasn't back yet. I had been waiting for her to get back to go to the bathroom because it was in the backroom and didn't want to leave the shop unattended. I had waited as long as I could, and decided I had to do something or I would wet my pants, something I had not done since high school (except once when I was drunk).
Anyway, I decided to put a sign on the door "Back in a minute" and go potty. As fate goes in these situations, I didn't even get out from around the counter when a guy walked into the shop. I had to pee really bad, but decided to help him. After all I was 23 years old and although my need was getting desperate, I was capable of making a sandwich without wetting my pants. I was a little "fidgety" making his sandwich and sensed he was watching closely which only made me a bit nervous, which in turn made me have to pee even worse. Anyway, I finished making his sandwich and put it on the counter and asked him if he would like anything else.......he said "yes"........then pulled a gun out of his pocket, put it in my face and screamed at me to give him all the money! I immediately felt a warm rush explode in my jeans.....I remember he yelled "NOW!" I was so scared I couldn't think, I remember saying "I'm peeing my pants!" (like he was going to care.....I wasn't thinking straight). I was trying to open the cash register, but with the stress of the gun in my face and the stress of peeing in my pants uncontrollably it was a struggle. Just then Jill walked in and he turned quickly and screamed at her to get on the floor. She did a quick belly flop and then for some reason he just bolted from the shop....I hadn't even emptied the cash drawer yet. He must have decided it was too risky now. Anyway, I just stood there still shaking and still peeing. This whole event was only about 30 seconds, but it seemed like a lifetime. Jill came over to me and I was literally still wetting my pants, still aware I was wetting my pants, and still unable to stop wetting my pants. She put her arm around me and tried to calm me down. By the time things cleared up I was standing in a puddle, my jeans were wet all the way down, front and back, and my shoes and socks were wet. I sloshed my way to the backroom and Jill called the police, while I called my roommate to bring me a change of pants and underwear so I didn't have to talk to the police in my wet pants. Later, Jill said she was just grateful that I wasn't hurt, and it was a plus that I hadn't emptied the cash drawer.....I just muttered shamefully that I was too busy emptying something else! She said not to worry about that....she said under the circumstances anyone would have wet thier pants. She even said she had done the same thing before and said I had nothing to be ashamed about.
Anyway, that's the story of how I managed to wet my pants as an adult.
Molly
Email: msmollypie@aol.com