Big Girl Accident

[littlewetnites]

I set aside my clothes to put on after my shower: denim shorts, dinosaur onesie, and my new training pants. I showered quickly in anticipation of putting on my new babyish attire. I dried off and looked over to my clothes-I grabbed my training pants first, looking them over with excitement. These particular pair had double padding and cute monsters decorating the outside. Once on, the thick padding became overly apparent and bulky between my legs. I pulled the onesie on over my head next , fastening the buttons securely between my legs. The shorts were last, now a little more snug due to what was underneath. I looked into the mirror-there was a slight bulge apparent under my shorts, hopefully not to noticeable. I put a shirt on to hide my onesie and went to grab a pair of shoes. I noticed walking was slightly different now, my legs slightly further apart due the thickness of between them- trying to ignore it, I grabbed my keys and headed out for the day. 

There was no on outside on my way to the car-I sighed in relief and quickly walked to where I was parked. I drove to the store first to pick up a few things. I got out of the car and began to walk toward the entrance, heart pounding out of nervousness and excitement. The bulkiness of the training pants now seemed even more noticeable as I began to walk through the store. I quickly grabbed what I needed and headed to the self-checkout line. I made it back to the car and smiled, it seemed like no on had noticed what I was wearing under my clothing.

I began driving home and realized I needed to go to the restroom. I decided that I could hold it until I got home and didn't need to stop anywhere to relieve myself. Unfortunately, I ran into heavy traffic and my drive home took longer than normal. My desperation grew as cars slowly inched forward. I should of gone before heading home. I squirmed in my seat, fighting to hold it. I just need to hold it for a little bit longer. I froze suddenly - a small amount released into my training pants. I felt a little less desperate, but embarrassed that my "underwear" were now slightly wet. 

The traffic crawled forward, but I was finally able to make it home-desperation now at an extreme level. I held between my legs as I rushed to the door, hoping I could make it to the bathroom in time. I struggled to get it open and soon felt another small stream flood into my padded underwear. I panicked and I looked down, a small wet spot had began forming on my shorts. I rushed in soon as I got the door open and made my way to the bathroom. I went to open the bathroom door and stopped-I had waited to long. I felt my training pants become heavy as a lost control, flooding them and soaking my shorts. A small puddle formed around me feet as the wet spot on my shorts grew-I couldn't believe I had an accident in my new training pants. 

[YourFNF]

Short but still fun. I'm curious to see more. Also those training pants sound cute

[fyunch]

Nice little vignette.  Not sure why she is upset at having wet herself, given that she went to such an effort to put together the training pants ensemble.

[CDfm]

That was fun and isn’t that what training pants are for? Catching little accidents? 

[secret_life]

I think i would have put on something waterproof like a diaper cover or some plastic pants. Just in case.

[Angela Bauer]

After I was 'officially' toilet-trained, my Mom kept me in cotton training panties because my bladder was tiny and over-active. Even when I was awake I had enough accidents that my trainers were covered by Gerber vinyl panties until the summer after 3th grade ended. From then until I started high school I did not have to wear the Gerber panties, but I still had to wear trainers.

Of course for car trips longer than 45 minutes and events where finding a toilet quickly would be difficult, Mom would nicely ask me to wear just-in-case diapers, Those diapers were classic Curity 21x40 gauze held with diaper pins. I was not allowed to pin on my own diapers until I reached puberty at age 12. Mom assumed before then I would jab myself with a diaper pin. Learning to use those I only jabbed myself one time.

This is such a sweet story. I sure Littlewetnite either continues this or writes many more storied about training pants and diapers.