Once upon a time...

It was laundry day, and a boi was completely out of underwear. Buh he feared not, for he had pull-ups to wear!

Alas, it was the boi's quest that day to travel to the big city to get his car repaired. Buh he knew not of the evil that lurked there. As the boi drank his iced coffee, he knew that he would have to stop to pee eventually.

The boi tried a gas station first. He was from a small town and had grown accustomed to people being nice to him. But cities are rude places, that in general don't want anyone to pee anywhere. After trying several locations, and what felt like hours, the boi was getting desperate.

He thought about peeing on a tree or something, but there were far too many people about, and he also didn't want to feel like a hobo. Left with no other options, and the ever present ticking of his biological clock, he decided to wet his pull-ups. It was a risky move, displaying vast amounts of courage and moral strength. Buh to his surprise, his goodnights held!

With his appointment growing ever closer, he continued on his quest. Afraid to fully sit down for fear of leaking, he did a kind of ninja pose balancing on his leg so the full force of his weight would not be pressed upon his pull-up.

But alas, a small amount of liquid did get onto his car seat. The boi cursed the gods, and whomever invented cities, and he prayed that the truck repair man would not notice the wet spot on his pants/ car seat.

TLDR. I wore pull-ups, was kinda forced to use them and then accidently leaked a bit onto my car seat before getting my car repaired. =/ 🤭