[aquavite]

In 10th grade in high school a very pretty girl, a friend, was carried into the boys gym changing room (right next to the girls')...let's call her Patricia. She was tall, full breasts, a great ass and nice legs, black hair, fair complexion. I was combing my hair after showering, dressed, in the bathroom, off the main room. I couldn't see what was going on, but heard laughing and a girls voice, part laughing, part yelling almost at the same time. I immediately went to see, and there was Patricia being carried by 4 guys, two holding her arms, two her feet. She wore a tight, beige skirt and a white blouse. Her legs were apart and her skirt was somewhat up her thighs. She had on white cotton bikini panties with lace on the legs and waist. She was struggling trying to get away, laughing so hard she had tears, but also yelling.

Her blouse had somehow opened up, revealing her full breasts covered (sort of) by her white lace bra, one breast almost falling out. The boys carried her in more, she moving about all the time, but held fast by them. Through her laughs she said something like, 'Stop, stop, I'm about to pee..." that really got my attention, as I've always love girls peeing themselves. I realize at about the same time (all this took maybe 20 seconds, who knows?) her tight skirt ripped up the back from all the movement and stress, really revealing her panties completely which were very tight on her.

At about the same time she really did pee, a huge amount soaking her panties and part of her skirt and pouring all over the floor. The boys, or two of them, were really surprised and put her down, but those were the boys holding her arms, so there was Patricia, her legs held up, wetting her now soaked and increasingly see through white panties, her legs and ass somewhat in the air, pee running up her panties and skirt. The leg holders put her down, but she was laughing so hard and I think she was so shocked and embarrassed (her face was really red) she lay there, still wetting herself.

I and the others (maybe 8 or more boys who were around including those who carried her in) just starred at her...panties clearly see through her pubic hair visible, one breast now out of her bra...no one spoke. Pretty quickly Patricia managed to collect herself, pulled down her torn skirt, covering up her transparent panties, and pulled her blouse together, standing up and running for the door. Her skirt was soaked in the back.

I saw her later that day, dressed in her gym clothes. We talked later about what happened...she said she was embarrassed (more from wetting herself than from what we all saw) and both angry and amused.

Some years later, just before we graduated, the incident came up again when we were together coming back from a clothes shopping trip I went with her on....but that's because she peed in her pants again...but that's another story.