So, I think most of us had a story like this before. Went out for dinner tonight with family, and the drinks we had came in huge tankers. Had a refill after chugging down the first, so I had no-one to blame but myself for what was coming. It was a long trip back, and my bladder was full. Thankfully, I was wearing a diaper...except I wasn't; in fact, I was several thousand miles from my personal stash. I knew I didn't, but I was aching for relief that I just had to buckle down and wait for the time to come.
Save for those who want/need to wear diapers 24/7, we have all had those moments where we are bursting to go, but we chose not to wear that day for some reason and have to wait an INSANE amount of time before we can go. To show we have experienced that pain, feel free to share your story here.