Ok, I meant to write this after getting back, but I had a delay.
A couple of Saturdays ago, some friends of mine and I went camping- and not the traditional kind of camping out- WE SLEPT IN A TREE. The rules were that we had to go to the bathroom first, because there was no going out in the middle of the night.
(Actually, as it turns out, I COULD'VE asked for someone to take me down)
Anyway, I'm a 24/7 wearer, but I tend to wear Baby Diapers, which I pin in to my underwear, so obviously this would not be enough to hold for the night, but somehow I thought it was. When asked about going to the bathroom, I said I was "fine."
Well, after everyone was settled in, it began. I felt an uncontrollable urge to go. The diaper wasn't soaked, and I managed to stop it for a while. I remember thinking, "Eh, maybe I can make it to the morning."
Turns out I couldn't. I could not sleep at ALL that night because I had to go so bad, and around 1:30 AM, (I think) I felt another strong urge. This time, it went pretty far, and began to leak until I stopped it, but I still had to go bad.
Then at 2:00 AM, the final one came, and by the end of this, I was SOAKED all over- not only on my pants, but even a part of my shirt got soaked.
This was a cold night, so I was awake until morning, (7:00) and it was time for me to come down. First thing I had to drop was the sleeping bag, which was embarrasing. Then I had to explain, but as it turns out, they understood.
Actually, the person who was supposed to take me down kept apologizing and asked why I didn't call him.
Meh, but next time, I can't justify doing that, so this was a one-time only, I guess.
But it was GREAT, being trapped up there, forced to become soaked.