I just had my first 100% real complete accident in my pants, and it was absolutely amazing.
So this day I had decided I would once again attempt to have a real accident. It’s something I’ve never really achieved but several times have come very close. The only real way I knew of getting close, was doing repeated holds that would tire out my bladder muscles and eventually cause me to leak. But that was it, I had only ever come to the point of leaks and spurts. On the times I made most progress it was in large spurts, to the point where my pants got soaked, so it did look like a complete accident, but the thing is my bladder would never really empty fully.
I would experience momentary losses of control, spurting for a few seconds into my pants, and then gaining control again. That would continue for a while until my bladder was maybe about half empty, and I would let go for the rest of it. I was always a bit frustrated with those accidents because while they were genuine losses of control, they were never a full-on flood in my jeans like I had read so much about. I thought maybe I was just never going to experience it due to my strong bladder, and maybe leaks would be the closest i’d get. I was wrong!
So tonight, after a couple of long holds from earlier, mostly with rapid desperation, I was getting to a point where I could feel my bladder get tired. I had been out for what felt like an insanely long walk (probably about 1,5 hours) while completely desperate, but had still made it home with the occasional leaks here and there. I was so frustrated, but decided to empty my bladder, switch into a new pair of pants, have some food, and begin yet another hold. I was determined.
This time, it was different than usual. I’d had a bit to eat and was sitting on my couch reading some omorashi stories, as I filled up on liquids. It took quite a while where I had basically no desperation, but suddenly I felt a few waves of real pressure, and decided I would go outside for a walk like I almost always do for holds. This time however, as I stood up, the waves of desperation got really strong really quick. I went to drink what was left of a glass of coke, and immediately went to get my shoes on. I was bouncing everywhere and tying my shoes was a real challenge. I didn’t however leak at all, I figured there was still a while to go in this hold, afterall i’d felt this desperation before.
As I got my jacked on the need to pee was immense. I was still doing a little potty dance in place, and I fumbled out my door, water bottle in hand. I had planned to take sips of it during my walk, but because of what happened next I would never have to use it. As I got outside, the cold air hit me, and another wave of desperation set in. I placed my water bottle on the ground, as I got my keys up to lock the door. Then right there… it happened.
I had only just closed the door and had the key in the hole as my body tensed up, my bladder went numb, I reflectively bent over forward slightly and felt a massive flood of pee enter my pants and run down my legs. This was not a leak, this was the entire bladder emptying in a matter of seconds. I looked down as it happened, key still in the hole of the door, and the warmth was all over my legs. I was amazed, I was absolutely shocked. I had expected another long-lasting hold full of mental battles and urges to just give in. But I hadn’t even made it out for a walk before it all just came out. It baffled me so much that I wasn’t even turned on in the way that I had fantasised about, I was just straight up stunned.
I looked around to see if any of my neighbours had seen, but fortunately this was late at night so nobody was out. I looked down and saw a puddle at my feet, it was an indescribable feeling I stood with. I scurried inside and assessed the damage in the mirror of my bathroom.
I was so surprised by it all that I felt like I hadn’t got that full experience of being outside and trying to make it back to my apartment. Because of this (and this was probably not a great decision bladder health-wise, but hey I was riled up), I went inside, changed, drank more liquids, and repeated the process until I had yet another accident, this time having been outside, and just losing control in front of my toilet when I got back.
I am now inside and in dry clothing as I’m typing this out right after it happened. Some people might not see how this is a big deal, I imagine a lot of people into omorashi have already had plenty of accidents like this. I just wanted to share this amazing omorashi experience that was really something new to me. Hope you enjoyed ;)