School Of Wetting

Day 1

8 Am
I woke in a nervous sweat. I had my history test today and I was terrified. What if I don't remember all the dates? I sat up in my bed and noticed my bed was surprisingly warm. I felt a sick feeling of dread and got up and pulled the covers of my bed. There was a damp spot where my body had lied. Oh no... I had wet my bed. Again. My 7 year old brother, Tim, walked into my bedroom and looked at my bed. "Mom!!! Anna wet the bed again!" He yelled. I heard my mum sigh and yell up. "You only have one more chance Anna!"
"Thanks a lot runt." I hissed at my brother.
This wasn't the first time that something like this had happened. It had happened 349 times this year. I only had one more chance or I would be sent to boarding school. I don't know what boarding school had to do with wetting myself...
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1 Pm
I sat down nervously at my desk. It was test time and I was scared out of my skin. I had made sure only to drink one glass of water before the test started so I knew that wouldn't be a problem. I was more worried about what I would score.
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2 Pm
Phew. I was done my test with half an hour to spare. I think I did pretty good. My only problem was I needed to pee. I had only drink another half a bottle of water because I was really thirty. I should never have risked it. I had made the stupid mistake of wearing skinny white jeans today because I didn't have time to look for anything else. I could feel a pain in my bladder screaming for me to let go. I couldn't wet myself again! It would mean going to a different school, having to make new friends and having to meet new teachers.
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2:29 Pm
I was desperate by now but I only had a minute to go. I couldn't give up now.
'Times up! Put down your papers please!' Yelled the shrill voice of our teacher. I got up and breathed a sigh of relief. Big mistake. It tricked my body into relaxing, causing the warm wet pee to flood down my legs. Nobody seemed to notice for about 3 seconds before my ex-boyfriend laughed and pointed yelling "Anna, pissed herself!" Everybody started laughing at me because the wet patch on my jeans would be impossible not to notice. I felt warm in my pants and between my legs. But mostly I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. My teacher rushed over and looked at me, standing in a pool of my own pee, in disgust. I started crying causing more laughs and my teacher prodded me in the back. "Go to the nurses office please" she snapped. I nodded silently and trudged down to the nurses office. Once there she thrust an adult diaper in my face. "Put this on over your jeans." Huh? Everybody will laugh at me! Oh well. I can't be more embarrassed than I am now. I solemnly put the diaper over my jeans. It actually felt pretty nice. Very safe.
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