So this was several years ago when I was in high school and we had soccer practices during the summer to stay fit and they were at this random field not at a school.The coach was very strict so you always had to follow the rules. Being summer this day was particularly hot so I brought lots of water. During the summer I always stay up until the wee hours of the morning and wake up whenever. Practice was at 3 and I was running late so I didnt have a chance to properly get ready and well, pee. Practices are 2 hours long so to make a long story short i got there we practiced and had our first water break a half hour in. By that time my bladder was full from running and sloshing it around and having not emptied it in 14 hours. So...there were no bathrooms there but there was a creek so I told some people and I went to the creek to do my busines. Just after I started I heard the whistle. I thought to myself oh sh*t. If I didnt go on time I would have to run laps and in my condition that wouldnt be a good thing. So I used every muscle i had to stop my heavy flow or urine from coming out. By the time the next water break came my stomach was cramping and my condition was becoming quite obvious because I was definitely slowing up. So while everyone was breaking my pee was just about to fly out. So I ran back to the creek and I was wetting myself little by little on the way there and you know, on those nylon soccer pants everything shows. I squatted and my pee stream lasted at least over a minute and a half. The whistle blew but I didnt care, I kept on peeing and it felt so freakin good. I told the coach I started my period and went home but I will never leave the house again before having my morning pee.
Thanks for listening to my confession.