During My Math Test
Yesterday, we had another test in math class. I knew I had to pee when I sat-down, but the teacher started handing-out the tests right away, and said we'd need all the time to do it, so I didn't dare ask to go to the boys room. Plus, during a test, the teacher would have said no. So, I started the test and was doing pretty good so I was pretty psyched, but I kept having to go worse and worse. Just as I turned the page, I started to pee in my jeans. I just couldn't hold it any more. At least during a test, our eyes aren't supposed to wander, so I don't think anybody saw the puddle growing under my chair. I finished about 5 min before class ended, but I just sat in my chair and kept looking over my test paper, So everybody wouldn't see my wet jeans and then see my puddle. When the bell rang, everybody got up and brought their papers to the teachers desk. I brought mine up then, too, then got my backpack and left with everybody through the door. I don't think my teacher had a chance to see my wet jeans. He found the puddle after I left, though, cause he had the nurse intercom into my English class and call me to her office. I told her it was an accident, cause of the test, and I told her I keep a pair of basketball shorts in my backpack. I asked her to just let me change into them, and not call my parents. She said OK, so I did. On my way back to class I hung my wet jeans on the hook in my locker, so they would start to dry. My underpants were still soaked, but my shorts are black, so nothing showed. Everybody teased me when I got back to class, cause I had to go change my pants. It turned out that the nurse did call my Mom after I left. She told her I wet my pants in class, and I had just changed and gone back to class. When I got home, Mom asked me why I was wearing shorts. Then she asked to see my jeans. That's when she told me the nurse had called. She told me for the next week, I have to wear my diapers that I wear to bed, to school instead of underpants. She said I couldn't wear any boxers over them, either. That didn't bother me too much, cause I like wearing diapers to school sometimes anyway, but I always hide them under my boxers, the same way I do when I wear diapers around the house and when I go to bed. So this morning at Gym class, my friends razzed me again when I changed out of my jeans and took off my wet diaper. I heard it again when I got dressed and had to grab a new diaper out of my packpack and put it on. I give it right back to them when this stuff happens. This morning, I stood there in front of them as soon as I put on my new diaper, and pood in it. It was a nice big log. Then I put-on my jeans and left with them when the bell rang. So now I'm in a poopy diaper that will also be wet soon. I know Mom will check my diaper when I get home. Maybe she'll make me wear diapers for another week after this.