I'm on all fours, scrubbing the floor thoroughly, my blue jeans stretching tight across my bum. My white vest clinging to my back as I work tirelessly to get the dirt out. But in the heat of the moment, I feel a sudden, uncontrollable urge to pee. My bladder opens up, and a warm stream floods my crotch. The dark, damp patch spreads like a stain, seeping down my legs and into the fabric of my jeans. I'm too caught up in my cleaning frenzy to even flinch, let alone stop. The mess just becomes part of the job, a little inconvenience in the grand scheme of getting everything spotless. So many chores, so little time... and now, so much pee!