Hey Stink, how are things?

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In my preschool and kindergarten days, I had quite the number of "accidents" which isn't uncommon. What was was that, even though I was pretty much potty trained, I still preffered diapers. If wanted, I could post those stories here, but let me share some from when I wasn't, mostly because we had run out before I was to be dropped off.

So, this was one of those occurrences. I was about five-ish, and was wearing nothing beneath my dark blue jeans. Now, I did use the toilet at daycare, though quite rarely. I had downed two bottles of milk, one for breakfast, the other in the car, and a juice box for snack time. Now, I was playing with one of those Playskool style fake kitchens, with a small plastic counter, fake stove, etc. Now, from what I recall, I soon began to feel a tingling sensation in my bladder. I normally wouldn't have been so nervous about going in my pants, but being diaperless probably posed more risk of getting caught than being so, since, unlike with a diaper, it wouldn't mask the smell, or mess as much. I rubbed my legs together a bit. When the teacher asked, "Chris, do you have to go potty?" or something like that, I said no. She went to look after the slightly younger kids. I knew I wouldn't make it to potty time, and flooding my pants and leaving a fairly large puddle wouldn't be good. So, I pushed a plastic tea pot over with my foot, placing it between me and the stove. I wasn't a master of unlocking flys at the time, so I let go with a sigh, and a smile. Warmth filled my crotch as me pee streamed out, and into the tea pot. Once I was done, I pushed it away, and continued playing. Luckily the dark color of the pants hid the stain, though I had to find "other" ways of relieving myself.throughout the day, mostly in a garbage can or something. I did manage to snag a Pull-Up or two during Potty Time, but those barely contained the messes I unleashed on them, and barely contained the odor.

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So, this happened a little over a decade ago. I was about five or so. I went to the local YMCA for preschool during this, after trying out a few others. I had run out of diapers prior to arriving this day, so I went commando under my pants. Before arriving, I had had a bottle of milk during breakfast, one during the car ride, and later on, prior to this incident, a box of juice one of the attendants had passed out to me during snack time.

About four minutes before this incident, I felt an odd pressure building up. At first, I didn't make much of it, but later realized what it was, I had to pee. Ignoring, like a fair few kids would do, and because I wasn't yet comfortable with using the bathrooms, I didn't ask to go.


A few minutes later, the teacher had us line up in front of the bathroom. I was near the back. By this point in time, my need was swiftly growing. While the line moved up, I suddenly felt a warm feeling. Looking down, I noticed a growing wet spot on the crotch of my sweatpants, which traveled downwards. Thankfully enough, my pants were dark enough. I just let nature run its course, not really bothering to stop it.


By the time I entered the bathroom, my pants had dried