Margaret had to hurry. She needed to use the restroom badly. This was a common occurrence for her. Even though she wore Silhouette incontinence underwear for her bladder leakage, she still got intense urges to use the restroom. It was getting worse now that she was heading into menopause. The restroom was only a few yards away when the feeling subsided.

No longer an emergency, she turned and resumed shopping.

Timothy, a teenager was having a different type of problem. His penis was smaller than most boys his age, but it sure was active. It could get hard with just the glimpse of a girl or woman. Sometimes even a stray thought could harden it. When what happened happened, which was quite often, he would have to adjust his underwear to find a comfortable spot. It wasn't always possible, but he did what he could.

When his penis wasn't hard or getting hard, because of its small size, it could also find another spot that was in its way also very uncomfortable too. Timothy's remedy was the same as before. He would have to adjust it until he found another comfortable spot. Only to find it uncomfortable when it inevitably became harder again. It seemed he readjusted his dick scores of times a day.

Timothy was about to adjust it again when he realized he didn't have to anymore. Apparently, it had found its own comfortable position. That was only a second before he realized he had to pee.

Timothy happened to be close by the restrooms and ducked in. The need to pee seemed to grow exponentially. He made his way to a stall, pulled down his zipper, and fished for his dick. But something was blocking him. His cottony briefs felt different somehow. He couldn't find the fly.