I went into town last Saturday to do some shopping. I spent the morning looking in all the shops until about lunch time when I went into a large department store. In the clothes dept I selected several items and took them to a changing cubicle to try on. I hadn't been to the toilet since I left home, and by now I was feeling pretty full. However I reckoned that I should have time to try on all the clothes and pay for them before it got too urgent.
When I left the cubicle and made for the pay desk there was quite a queue there. I stood in line waiting to pay, but a woman in front of me was querying her bill. I was now getting quite desperate to pee and stood with my legs tightly crossed trying not to wet myself. Eventually it was my turn. I paid for the clothes and carefully made my way outside. I knew that there was a public toilet just around the corner. I reckoned that I would just about make it.
As I rounded the corner I saw a 'closed for repair' sign on the door. The only other toilet was at the bus station about five hundred yards away. There was no way that I was going to make it.
As I turned to walk away I felt a small spurt of pee escape, and as I had no panties on it dribbled down my leg. Within seconds another, bigger spurt escaped. I desperately squeezed my thighs together and managed to regain control, but only for a few seconds. Another spurt, but this time I couldn't stop, and in full view of all the shoppers I completely wet myself leaving a large puddle on the ground and completely soaking my skirt.
I have never been so embarrassed in my life. I wished that the earth would swallow me up.
Jane.