Becca stood beside the family minivan, her black yoga pants accenting her ample 19-year-old body perfectly, showing the curves of her ass. She was always the hottest girl in school but not very bright, and had been held back in her senior year. She stood crossing her legs, her pale skin a deep shade of crimson as tears welled in her eyes.
"Mom....I peed...." A dark patch was forming on her ass, slowly spreading down her thighs and making a puddle at her feet.
"You what?!" Her mom shouted as she left the house, observing her daughter wet her pants.
Becca's lower lip trembled as the warm flood continued, completely out of her control. The urine gushed through her panties and soaked the thin black yoga pants, creating a glossy dark stain that spread rapidly across her round ass cheeks and down both thighs. It felt humiliatingly hot at first, then quickly cooled against her skin, making her shiver. The soft hiss and the way the fabric clung tightly to her pussy and ass only made her face burn hotter.
"I-I couldn't hold it..." she whimpered, voice cracking. "We were in the car forever and I drank so much..."
Her mother stared in disbelief for a long moment, then sighed sharply. "Just... get inside before the whole neighborhood sees you like this. Jesus, Becca."
Becca waddled toward the door, mortified by the squelching sound of her soaked pants with every step. The wet material clung obscenely to every curve, outlining the shape of her plump ass and the puffy lips of her pussy. A few final dribbles ran down her calves as she stepped over the threshold, leaving faint wet footprints on the floor.
Once inside, her mom simply pointed toward the bathroom. "Go clean yourself up. I'll deal with the car." She sounded more annoyed than anything else, leaving Becca alone with her shame.
But alone in the hallway, Becca didn't move right away. Her heart was pounding, and despite the burning embarrassment flooding her cheeks, a deep, secret heat had bloomed between her legs. The heavy, clinging wetness of her ruined yoga pants felt strangely intimate. Every tiny shift made the soaked fabric slide against her sensitive clit, sending little sparks of unwanted pleasure through her body. She pressed her thighs together, feeling the cool urine still trapped against her skin, and a soft, involuntary whimper escaped her lips.
She was dripping wet in more ways than one now.
Becca bit her lip hard, glancing toward the closed front door. No one else was watching, but the memory of standing out there in the drivewayโpissing herself in front of her own mother, the dark patch growing on her ass for anyone to potentially seeโwas making her throb. Her nipples tightened against her top as she reached down and gently pressed the soaked crotch of her pants, feeling the warm slickness squish against her fingers.
She knew it was pathetic. She was nineteen, repeating senior year because she could barely pass her classes, and here she was getting turned on by her own accident. The shame only made it hotter. Her breathing grew shallow as she stood there, subtly rocking her hips, grinding the wet fabric against herself.
The puddle she had left by the minivan was still outside. Her soaked pants were clinging to her like a second skin, advertising exactly what the ditzy hot girl had done. And God... it was making her so wet she could barely think straight.
Becca slipped a hand inside the waistband of her ruined yoga pants, fingers sliding through the warm mess to touch her slick, aching pussy directly. A quiet moan escaped her as the embarrassment and the filthy wetness combined into something intoxicating.
She would clean up eventually... but right now, she needed a few more minutes to savor how utterly humiliated and turned on she felt.
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