I'm Cassie and I'm 17, senior in high school and all that fun stuff. I have quite a record of accidents in public, and I found this place so I decided to share them. I don't really like having accidents, I'm just pretty accident prone so I decided to just accept it, and now I even tell people about my accidents just incase it ever happens in front of them, so they aren't surprised. That way it is slightly less embarrassing. Anyway, I'm going to share some of my most memorable accident stories...memorable as in most embarrassing. I have 3 wetting accident stories and 2 pooping accident stories. Here we go...
The first time I ever had a bad wetting accident (bad as in not just in my bed at home, yes I was a little bed wetter until about the age of 8) was in kindergarten, so it wasn't that big of a deal because a lot of kindergartners do that. It happened because well, since I was a bed wetter, nap time wasn't something I enjoyed because I was scared I would wet myself, so I always tried to stay awake. One day though, I hadn't slept very well the night before, and at nap time in my kindergarten class I fell asleep rather easily, and peed my pants. I woke up and started crying, and some other kids giggled and stuff. My teacher took me to get cleaned up, and my mom came with clean pants and undies for me.
The next peeing accident I had was a bigger deal; it happened when I was a little older and was significantly more embarrassing. I was in 4th grade and it was recess. I hadn't wet the bed in a couple years by then and I hadn't peed my pants other than that besides the time in kindergarten, so I thought I grew out of it. I had to pee during recess, but no one wants to waste recess time. I didn't think much of it and just kept holding it an as I played. I and some other girls were running up on the hill in the back of the recess yard, we were playing tag I think. there was a little ditch at the other side of the hill that was a little hard to see, and when I ran over the hill I tripped in it, and when I fell down I wet my pants. My friend Kayla saw me and was shocked, "Cassie you peed your pants!" I tried to lie and say I just fell into a puddle when I tripped, but the other girls all saw there was no puddle and made fun of me for peeing my pants. That time I cried enough so the nurse let me go home.
The next accident I had was a pooping one...in 6th grade; we went on a field trip to six flags, great adventure. It was about an hour and a half bus ride, and I had a bad tummy ache the whole ride there. I realized by the time we got to the park that I had to go poopies, and I told the chaperone for my group that I wanted to go to the bathroom as soon as we got off the bus. She said there would be a bathroom break for everyone after we got through and out teacher checked into the park, since we had the field trip group paid for ahead. Well, that took a little too long and I really couldn't hold it in any more, and to my horror, I pooped my pants. It didn't seem to smell and I thought I could hide it, just as long as I could keep from crying. I fought back my tears, and then it was finally time to go into the park. We were walking toward the bathrooms and I was acting casual, when my chaperone asked me to come talk to her. I went over to her and she said in a very quiet voice, "Cassie I know you had an accident..." I started to cry. I guess there was a bulge in my jeans. If she saw it, I could only imagine how many of the other kids knew I pooped my pants. My chaperone waited at the guest center with me until my mom got there to pick me up. My whole grade knew what I did.
In 8th grade, there wasn't really that much of a story, we had an assembly and I had to pee really badly, and the assembly was a little long so I ended up peeing my pants, again. That was the most embarrassing because I was 14 by then, and it was theater seating, so when I had to get out of the aisle I needed to slip by everyone, giving them a nice up close view of my wet butt. I had tight light blue jeans on, so the big wet stain that covered almost my whole butt and part of my thighs was quite obvious.
Last but not least, here is my worst accident on the record. This happened last year when I was a junior in high school. At the end of the school day, I felt a need to poop coming on, but I didn't care too much because it was the end of the day and I would be home soon. the day ended and I went out to get picked up by my mom (I didn't have my driver's license yet.) she asked me how my day was and all that, then told me we were going grocery shopping before home....I wanted to object, but I REALLY don't know why I didn't, I just decided to tough it out. About 10 minutes into grocery shopping we hadn't even gotten through 2 aisles, and I really really needed to poop. I told my mom I was going to go look around and I'd find her in a little bit. I walked around desperately looking to see if there was a bathroom around. I'm way too shy to ask where the bathroom is, I just hate the idea of people knowing when I've got to go. I searched for 10 minutes and I was unsuccessful. I decided to go look for my mom, and as I was heading down an aisle I let out a pretty big fart. It was quite loud and made a classic fart sound. I didn't even turn to see if there was anyone on the aisle who heard and knew it was me, my face just went completely red and I rushed out of the aisle. The fart was dreadful; I knew that meant I had very little time to find a bathroom. Shortly after I found my mom, it was finally time to check out and I was relieved to know that. My friend Elizabeth had just gotten there from school, because she works there as a cashier. My mom saw her and went to go in her lane. There were 2 people ahead of us, and I was concentrating as hard as I could on not completely filling my pants right then and there. I had tight jeans on too so I knew it would be noticeable if I had an accident. When I was our turn to check out, I asked Elizabeth where there were bathrooms. My mom immediately interrupted and said "Cassie don't be ridiculous we're about to go home." I got quite upset at my mom for that; she of all people should know that I have accidents once in a while. I had to poop so incredibly bad, and while my mom was still putting the groceries on the belt, I let out another fart...my mom, Elizabeth, the people in line behind us and the cashier in the next lane over ALL looked over at me, and I started pooping my pants. I quickly put both of my hands over my butt to try and hold it, but it was no use, and I could feel it pushing out with great force, and making a huge bulge in my pants. My mom yelled at me to go wait outside....nothing like pooping your pants in the grocery store when you're 16! :(
The first time I ever had a bad wetting accident (bad as in not just in my bed at home, yes I was a little bed wetter until about the age of 8) was in kindergarten, so it wasn't that big of a deal because a lot of kindergartners do that. It happened because well, since I was a bed wetter, nap time wasn't something I enjoyed because I was scared I would wet myself, so I always tried to stay awake. One day though, I hadn't slept very well the night before, and at nap time in my kindergarten class I fell asleep rather easily, and peed my pants. I woke up and started crying, and some other kids giggled and stuff. My teacher took me to get cleaned up, and my mom came with clean pants and undies for me.
The next peeing accident I had was a bigger deal; it happened when I was a little older and was significantly more embarrassing. I was in 4th grade and it was recess. I hadn't wet the bed in a couple years by then and I hadn't peed my pants other than that besides the time in kindergarten, so I thought I grew out of it. I had to pee during recess, but no one wants to waste recess time. I didn't think much of it and just kept holding it an as I played. I and some other girls were running up on the hill in the back of the recess yard, we were playing tag I think. there was a little ditch at the other side of the hill that was a little hard to see, and when I ran over the hill I tripped in it, and when I fell down I wet my pants. My friend Kayla saw me and was shocked, "Cassie you peed your pants!" I tried to lie and say I just fell into a puddle when I tripped, but the other girls all saw there was no puddle and made fun of me for peeing my pants. That time I cried enough so the nurse let me go home.
The next accident I had was a pooping one...in 6th grade; we went on a field trip to six flags, great adventure. It was about an hour and a half bus ride, and I had a bad tummy ache the whole ride there. I realized by the time we got to the park that I had to go poopies, and I told the chaperone for my group that I wanted to go to the bathroom as soon as we got off the bus. She said there would be a bathroom break for everyone after we got through and out teacher checked into the park, since we had the field trip group paid for ahead. Well, that took a little too long and I really couldn't hold it in any more, and to my horror, I pooped my pants. It didn't seem to smell and I thought I could hide it, just as long as I could keep from crying. I fought back my tears, and then it was finally time to go into the park. We were walking toward the bathrooms and I was acting casual, when my chaperone asked me to come talk to her. I went over to her and she said in a very quiet voice, "Cassie I know you had an accident..." I started to cry. I guess there was a bulge in my jeans. If she saw it, I could only imagine how many of the other kids knew I pooped my pants. My chaperone waited at the guest center with me until my mom got there to pick me up. My whole grade knew what I did.
In 8th grade, there wasn't really that much of a story, we had an assembly and I had to pee really badly, and the assembly was a little long so I ended up peeing my pants, again. That was the most embarrassing because I was 14 by then, and it was theater seating, so when I had to get out of the aisle I needed to slip by everyone, giving them a nice up close view of my wet butt. I had tight light blue jeans on, so the big wet stain that covered almost my whole butt and part of my thighs was quite obvious.
Last but not least, here is my worst accident on the record. This happened last year when I was a junior in high school. At the end of the school day, I felt a need to poop coming on, but I didn't care too much because it was the end of the day and I would be home soon. the day ended and I went out to get picked up by my mom (I didn't have my driver's license yet.) she asked me how my day was and all that, then told me we were going grocery shopping before home....I wanted to object, but I REALLY don't know why I didn't, I just decided to tough it out. About 10 minutes into grocery shopping we hadn't even gotten through 2 aisles, and I really really needed to poop. I told my mom I was going to go look around and I'd find her in a little bit. I walked around desperately looking to see if there was a bathroom around. I'm way too shy to ask where the bathroom is, I just hate the idea of people knowing when I've got to go. I searched for 10 minutes and I was unsuccessful. I decided to go look for my mom, and as I was heading down an aisle I let out a pretty big fart. It was quite loud and made a classic fart sound. I didn't even turn to see if there was anyone on the aisle who heard and knew it was me, my face just went completely red and I rushed out of the aisle. The fart was dreadful; I knew that meant I had very little time to find a bathroom. Shortly after I found my mom, it was finally time to check out and I was relieved to know that. My friend Elizabeth had just gotten there from school, because she works there as a cashier. My mom saw her and went to go in her lane. There were 2 people ahead of us, and I was concentrating as hard as I could on not completely filling my pants right then and there. I had tight jeans on too so I knew it would be noticeable if I had an accident. When I was our turn to check out, I asked Elizabeth where there were bathrooms. My mom immediately interrupted and said "Cassie don't be ridiculous we're about to go home." I got quite upset at my mom for that; she of all people should know that I have accidents once in a while. I had to poop so incredibly bad, and while my mom was still putting the groceries on the belt, I let out another fart...my mom, Elizabeth, the people in line behind us and the cashier in the next lane over ALL looked over at me, and I started pooping my pants. I quickly put both of my hands over my butt to try and hold it, but it was no use, and I could feel it pushing out with great force, and making a huge bulge in my pants. My mom yelled at me to go wait outside....nothing like pooping your pants in the grocery store when you're 16! :(
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