Imagine being very desperate to pee, but not being allowed up from the chair you're sitting in. The pressure in your bladder builds and builds, pressing harder against the button of your pants, edging tightly into the waistline. You look around hoping to be allowed up, but once again, your requests are denied. It hits you that you are going to piss yourself in this chair, like completely and utterly piss yourself, and there's nothing you can do about it. You try to slowly leak it out so you're not noticed, but the pool builds and builds until there's just no hiding it anymore. It begins to flood off the seat in spurts and splash on the floor. Your pants go from bright to dark. Every last bit of denim soaking up the pee that's pooling up in the seat. So warm against your thighs. I imagine everyone's looking at me, absolutely astounded that I just totally pissed myself. Some people are laughing and giggling, while trying not to point. I just have to sit there because I can't let anyone see what the back of my jeans look like. Lucky for you, you're the only one that gets to see exactly what happened to my piss pants. Enjoy! xo