Night Time Accident

Sammy stirs restlessly beneath twisted sheets—a gasp escaping her lips as vivid dreamscape reality blurs with waking consciousness. In her dream, she is sitting on the toilet, relief flooding through her body as she pees. Only she isn't really peeing on the toilet. She is peeing freely into her bed instead.

The warm gush feels shockingly real against her thighs—dark patches spreading rapidly across her cotton pajama bottoms and seeping into the mattress beneath. She bolts upright with a startled cry, hands frantically checking between her legs before staring in disbelief at the soaked fabric clinging to her skin.

Disorientation gives way to mortification as she takes in the extent of damage—her once-cozy bed now thoroughly saturated by a childish accident. Sammy's shoulders slump with resignation before curiosity takes over; she peels back damp layers to inspect glistening sheets, a complex mix of embarrassment and arousal coloring her flushed features.