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Yep.  This has 100% been my experience. Exactly this for me.  The only conclusion I can reach on the available evidence is that with general weakening of the pelvic floor, whilst (ironically) ones superfluous urinary continence remains intact, the bomb bay doors become prone to springing open suddenly when under the stress of battle-condition turbulence 😆 One of these days I should write a real "5 year guide" as opposed to the more fanciful "12 month guide" floating around...

I’m glad it touched you, definitely why I felt I needed to post

This is one of those things where I made the mistake of holding my pee as long as possible, hoping to pee my pants.   I could drink a mega-big gulp (back when I could drink a mega-Big Gulp) and just end up with a painful bladder  In fact, it took me forever to pee and I had to stand at the toilet.   It wasn't coming out unless I made myself pee. The way I see it, I've trained my body to pee when there is a slight urge.  If you think of your body as a military unit.   Once the unit is potty trained, the bladder won't released its payload unless there is command and an appropriate vessel to receive the payload.   The first step to override the safety mechanism and let the bladder release when the isn't a toilet/tree nearby.  Then you give the bladder more autonomy to release it's payload without the go ahead from the CO (Brain).    Most of the time, my bladder will give an FYI to my brain before releasing it's payload.   Which is just enough warning for my brain to send a "Cease."   Once the stop command comes, the bladder is usually a good soldier.  Sometimes the payload is already leaving the chamber before the CO has received the request.    When that happens, the CO gives the thumbs up, and sometimes even praises the brain to do it again.  I don't know if that allegory helped you, but it explains how it works for me.    My advice is to pee all the time.  I set a timer for 15 minutes and tried to pee in my diaper every 15 minutes.  If keep seeking permission from your boss to do a menial task, eventually the boss will demand that you stop asking permission and just do it.

I enjoy following  @oznland @Little Sherri's person accounts of  sustained padded living as people a little further down the baby pants path then myself. I've been off and on in diapers for years and   pretty well 24/7 since the plague of 2020. I have all the daytime continence i started with but at night i am firmly in the "slipping" into bed wetting category. While I have no interest in number 2 incontinence I live alone and do enjoy a loaded diaper when I can and its fully under my own power. Since going full time back in nappies i've noticed a not-to- often but still an uptick in genuine unplanned messing resulting in eating something that didn't agree with me. Another time I had a bout of stomach flu. While thankfully these events don't happen often, I can't help but think its related to deciding to functionally pee my pants by choice.