He wet himself again, completely unprepared. If the previous time had been out of sheer terror and an inability to hold it, this time he had pissed without even realizing it.
Not only had he wet himself, but he had done so smoothly, naturally, without the slightest bit of pressure or psychological burden, the urine streaming right down his legs.
So much so that everyone else saw that he had pissed, while he himself remained entirely oblivious to it.
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