A Weekend Trip -- (Author) BHDiaperLover

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Author: BHDiaperLover
Timestamp: Mar 30, 2023 at 6:41 AM
Content: Hi everyone! I am a first time story writer who has always wanted to write a story like this. Please feel free to leave constructive feedback! I want this story to just be the start of this character. I want to see where this journey can take me. Enjoy!

Chapter 1-A wet drive
It is a rainy Friday evening, Trey, a tall, slender figure with brown hair and a recent high school graduate, is driving to his father's home, about a two-hour drive. Trey makes this drive twice a month ever since his parents split up three years prior. The drive goes through the mountains of Utah, with rest stops only coming every 30 minutes. He always puts on his favorite music and sings to try to relieve the stress of his life. "What am I doing with my life? All my friends are heading off to college and I am home with no job and no plan for the future." He sinks into his seat as he drives through the rain alone.

Ever since the divorce, Trey's anxiety has become severe, his mind races all over the place and he can almost never relax. When he was bullied in the fifth grade, his anxiety spiked and he started wetting the bed because of it. Once he got to middle school, he made a lot of new friends, he was having fun with life and the bedwetting had stopped entirely. That is until his sophomore year of high school where he started wetting the bed every night again, something he was very embaressed about. His panic over the future was not helping, and he was in less control over his bladder than ever before.

Trey continued driving and passes a sign that says, "last rest stop for 50 miles." He looks down at the fuel gauge, which is well over half a tank, and decides to keep going. 5 minutes later, he realizes that the energy drink he had at the beginning of the drive was coursing through his system and he needed to go to the bathroom, and soon. He sped up hoping to get through the next 45 minutes and get to the bathroom as soon as possible. His legs started shaking back and forth as he held his bladder with all his strength. His hands gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles were white. He decided that he just needed to pull over and go on the side of the road, only there was no safe place for him to pull over. Trey was now in a panic and did not see the same pothole that had passed every time before. The large bump made the seat belt push down on his bladder, and that was all he could handle. His bladder had released for one quick second, and when he looked down, he saw a baseball sized wet spot in the seam of his pants. Trey was able to stop it, but only for a moment as once he had started wetting, he was not able to stop again. He started to flood his pants with no way to stop. He could feel the baseball sized wet spot on his jeans spread all over his lap and down his legs. Now in tears, Trey had no choice but to continue on to the next rest stop where he would have to change. His face turned bright red. He hadn't had an accident while awake since he was a little kid and now he is driving in a puddle of his own pee!

It was now 9:30 PM in rural Utah, the only places that are still open are the gas station and the local McDonalds. He kept plenty of clothes at both of his parents' houses so he never felt the need to bring anything other than his MegaMax diapers, which were only available in a medical supply store near his mom's house. Knowing that he didn't have a change of clothes, the tears kept flowing down his red cheeks as he knew, in one way or another, he would have to come clean to his Dad about what happened. Once he got to the next rest stop, he parked behind the McDonalds where only the employees parked. He quickly grabbed a diaper out of the grocery bag with the three diapers he had packed for the weekend. He moved to the back seat of the car so he would have more room and changed out of his clothes and into the megamax. Wearing only a diaper and his T-shirt, he looked to make sure the coast was clear, ran to the trunk where he would put his soiled pants and underwear to help with the smell.

What was he going to tell his Dad? He was so embarrassed that he could still barely admit to himself what he had done. Shaking, Trey pulled into his dad's driveway, got the grocery bag with only two diapers left and headed inside. "Hey, is that my favorite son!" his dad chirped from the kitchen. "Hi Dad," Trey said sheepishly. Dad turned the corner asking how the drive was when he stopped in his tracks. "Uhhh, what is this?" Trey was planning on an elaborate lie about how he got soaked while getting gas and wanted to be in dry pants for the drive but froze in the moment until all of a sudden, he burst into tears. "Dad I'm so sorry, I was driving and I had an energy drink and there was nowhere to stop to go to the bathroom and I couldn't hold it. I ruined my pants." Dad quickly ran and gave him a hug. "It's ok, accidents happen, take a deep breath." Trey's breathing slowed and the tears slowly stopped flowing. Smelling Trey when he gave him a hug, he said, "Why don't you take a shower and change. It's ok!" Trey did what he was told and came out 20 minutes later wearing a clean t-shirt, his favorite pajama bottoms, and a new diaper, as some of the pee from the seat had gotten onto the outisde of the diaper that he wore for the second half of the road trip. They sat and talked for a while about the big trip they had this weekend to camping at the Grand Canyon. Eventually, Dad gave Trey sleepy time tee and sent him off to bed. He crinkled to his room, still shaken from the events from earlier, and tried to fall asleep.

Chapter two coming soon!