Title: Beth's Airplane Wetting Accident
Author: Intersectional Fetish
Summary: When the fasten seatbelt sign prevents her from getting
up an eight year old girl has an embarrassing wetting accident
while traveling on a plane.
Keywords: g8, ws, humil, pee

Beth was really excited about her coming day. Today she and her
family were going to Disneyland! Right now she was siting in the
window seat on a California bound plane looking out the window as
the plane taxied away from the terminal. Suddenly she realized in
the excitement of boarding the flight she had forgotten that she
needed to pee while she was in the terminal.

"Can I go use the bathroom?" Beth asked.

"No you can't get up right now", her mother answered.

"But why not?" Beth asked.

"It's an airline regulation," Mom said, "see that light up there?
You have to stay in your seat until the pilot turns off the
light."

"When will he turn the light off?" Beth had asked, squirming a
little in her seat.

"Not until we take off and are higher in the air," her mother
answered. "You have to hold it, because if you get up now the
airline might get mad and we might get kicked off the flight...
Someone got kicked off the flight for getting up just last week
in fact."

"Okay..." Beth said, and she settled back in her seat. Really she
only had herself to blame for not going to the bathroom earlier,
and she was a big eight year old girl now, so she could hold it.

But Beth could still feel the pressure of her bladder, and as the
minutes ticked by and the plane waited in queue to takeoff that
pressure was building.

"How much longer?" Beth asked her mother.

"I don't know, you just have to hold it" she replied.

Beth tried to relax and think about other things. She crossed her
legs and clenched them tightly. But it was starting to feel like
her bladder might burst if she held it much longer.

Then to her horror she felt a single drip slip out and slide down
the cleft of her pussy, to land in the cotton crotch of her
panties. That was all it took to open the way, and the drop
became a steady trickle that poured out and soaked through her
panties and the front of her pants.

With desperate effort Beth clenched down and stopped the stream
of pee short. She reached down and felt the front of her pants,
and to her horror they were damp. In fact the white leggings she
had worn had a small yellow spot on the front.

Her mother looked over and noticed Beth's distress. "Oh Beth, you
really should have gone back in the terminal" she said. "Here sit
on this so you don't get the seat wet."

Beth lifted her rear off the seat and her mother slid the
inflight blanket under her butt. Beth was near tears from
embarrassment and frustration, but at least she didn't feel like
she had to pee as badly now that a little bit of the pee was let
out.

Just then the plane's engines revved up and the plane took off
down the runway. Beth felt her body pressed back into the seat by
the plane's incredible speed. But then to her horror she felt
that pressure on her bladder as well.

She fought desperately, and brought both hands to her crotch to
cover her pussy tightly but it was no use. Beth could feel the
pee trickling out of her vagina again, and this time there was no
stopping it. Her white leggings were now definitely yellow in the
crotch area, and the pee had seeped through completely and was
now wetting her hands.

As the plane left the ground Beth finally gave up her losing
battle and just let the entire contents of her bladder flow out
freely. The stream of urine gushed out unhindered, flowing down
her cleft, and filling up the triangle of her crotch. As the last
drips finally tapered out, Beth could feel that she was now
sitting in a pool of her urine. It spread out around her rear,
and along the bottom of her leggings. When she looked down Beth
was horrified to see that her white leggings were now a
transparent yellow that made her floral design panties underneath
completely visible.

"Mommmyyy..."  Beth whimpered desperately.

Beth's mother looked over and took in the pitiful scene. Her
daughter had completely soaked her leggings and the damp, yellow
stained leggings had clung to her small pussy, forming a perfect
camel toe. Honestly Mom thought she looked cute like this, as it
reminded her of when Beth was potty training years ago, but Beth
was obviously very embarrassed. She was blushing bright red and a
few tears ran down her cheeks.

"Oh Beth" her mother said, "It's okay, accidents happen. You can
change in the bathroom when we reach cruising altitude."

Beth sat in her seat, sadly shifting her body against the
uncomfortable cling of her urine soaked clothing. She could smell
the sweet scent of her urine, and feel the pee on her hands
drying and leaving them a bit sticky. She felt like a helpless
baby, dirty and completely humiliated, but she also felt a
growing dread, because she knew the worst was yet to come.

In a few minutes the bell rang and the pilot announced that the
plane was now at a safe cruising altitude and passengers could
get up and move around the cabin.

"Let's get you changed", her mother said. And with that her
mother got up and got her carry down out of the upper storage
compartment. Beth sat in her seat blushing furiously as the other
passengers watched her mom dig through the carry on and pull out
a pair of panties and a new pair of leggings.

Beth unbuckled her seatbelt and got up slowly. She could feel
droplets of pee run down her inner thighs as she stood and made
he way to the aisle. All the passengers in the vicinity were
looking at her now. They were looking at the eight year old with
the pee stained white leggings who had wet herself in public.

Now it was time for the trip down the aisle. Beth wished she
could hide behind her mother, but instead she was out front, with
her mother brining up the rear, carrying her fresh panties and
leggings. As she walked down the aisle Beth was conscious of the
fact that her wet leggings were clinging to her crotch so tightly
that she had a vivid camel toe. She was too embarrassed to touch
herself in front of everyone and pull the fabric out of her
cleft, so she had no option but to resign herself to the fact
that her private parts were so visible that she might as well
have been bottomless.

Beth hurried down the aisle, but she could feel all the eyes on
her. Many of the grown up men and women weren't paying attention,
but there were a few boys and girls her age who stared at her pee
soaked crotch as she passed them. She blushed even harder when
she heard them giggle behind her.

At the airplane bathroom she went inside, but the bathroom was
too small for both her and her mother. Beth had to leave the door
open while she stripped off her wet leggings and panties. She
handed her wet bottoms out to her mother, and dried herself with
toilet paper. Then mom handed her the dry clothing and Beth
pulled the fresh bottoms on quickly. She washed her pee soaked
hands, and then followed her mother back down the aisle to her
seat.

Beth heard the boys snicker as they passed again, but soon they
were back at the seat. Her mother stuffed the damp bottoms into
Beth's carry on. Beth was a little concerned about the wet pee
getting on her other clean clothes and making them all smell, but
then she realized she also had to deal with the damp inflight
blanket that she had been sitting on when she wet herself.

In the end Beth's mom had to call a flight attendant to the row,
and the attendant took the urine soaked blanket away and returned
with a new one for Beth to sit on since a little pee had leaked
through the blanket and dampened the seat itself. Beth finally
settled back into her seat and fastened her seatbelt again. She
still felt a bit sticky between her legs from the hastily dried
pee, and Beth knew that she smelled like a toddler with a soaked
diaper, but at least the aftermath of her wetting accident was
pretty much cleaned up.

It would be a long flight, but when they finally landed Beth
could leave this plane behind, and all the other passengers who
had witnessed her humiliation. Then it would all just be an
unpleasant memory that faded with time... at least as long as she
didn't wet herself again.