I'd spent the evening with friends at a bar, it was getting kind of late and the bars were closing so we decided to call it a night. I'd planned on just taking an Uber home, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get a ride... The only other way home I know of is the night bus, which runs once every couple of hours. As I waited, the liquid in my bladder started to reach an uncomfortable level. My urge to pee started to grow, causing me to fidget uncontrollably. With no bus in sight and my bladder about to explode, my hopes of ending the night in a dry pair of jeans started to become less and less likely. I tried as hard as I could to distract myself from the burning urge to pee, I really did! But I just couldn't hold it anymore. Finally I lost control, completely soaking my pants. The worst part is that I still had to wait for the night bus in my wet jeans, embarrassed as fuck!