Unexpected Accidents

Chapter 1

Rose woke up to the same wet, icky feeling of soaked sheets and panties. She groaned before slipping out of her twin sized bed, and stripped off her pastel pink sheets and placed them in her laundry hamper, which was already full of wet sheets from previous days, then peeled off her pee drenched clothes. She went over to her wooden drawers, and pulled out a light grey t-shirt and dark blue jeans, as well as a pair of training panties. She hated the fact that she wore them, let alone used them for what they were meant for. Small unexpected accidents, usually while she was racing towards the nearest bathroom in her sight. Or even sometimes to turn a giant puddle of pee to a small puddle. This particular one was covered in unicorns and the inside padding was a shade of yellow from all of its "use". She wrapped a towel around herself before unlocking the door to her room and entering the hallway and turning right towards the bathroom which she shared with her 4 housemates, Mia, Zachary, and Lilly, and Jackson. They were all in college, and shared the rent on this two story house which was only a 3 minute walk away from their campus. As she entered the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She had dark brown eyes, and shiny black hair that fell just below her shoulders. She was slim and skinny, and just below five foot two. She sighed, wishing she was just slightly taller, before standing on her tiptoes to hang her towel up and turn on the shower. She then sat on the toilet, and drummed her fingers against her thighs impatiently, waiting for her steady stream of urine to subside. Once it had stopped, she jumped up and flushed before hopping into the shower. When she got out, she dried off her body before wrapping her hair with the towel. After she finished brushing her teeth, she got on her panties and clothes before removing the towel, letting her wet hair fall down, framing her face. She then left the bathroom to head towards her room again to drop off her towel. Just as she was about to open the door, Zachary came up from her behind.

"Morning Rosie!" He said, carrying a plate of scrambled eggs.

"AHHHHH" Rosie screamed, dropping her wet towel to the ground.

"Oops, sorry, here, let me help you."

As Zachary bent down to pick up her towel, Rosie noticed a horrifyingly familiar feeling, the same warm wet feeling of wetting herself. She quickly tried to walk into her room, but only to trip Zachary and land on her knees.

"Owww, that hurt." She muttered, for a second forgetting all about her wet pants.

She quickly looked down to access the damage. Her jeans were dry, thank goodness.

"Ahh, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" Rosie asked kneeling down to look Zach in the face.

"No, you just hit my head with your feet. Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and Rose could see the hurt through his face.

"No, no, I just umm, saw an ant in the hallway that's all."

"Oh, ok," he said, not looking completely convinced. "Well then, we should get going, class starts in 20 minutes.

"Yup, just need to uhh, drop off this towel. See you soon!"

Rose let out a sigh of relief that this awkward conversation was over, before turning around to enter her room, successfully this time. Zachary lingered, watching Rose disappear into her room, and he couldn't help but notice a wet spot on her behind the size of a tennis ball.