Posted by Cindy on February 21, 2010 at 17:23 [24.177.169.68]
I have an embarrassing story I want to share with everyone. First of all, I'm 39 years old, married, one child, I have straight brown hair and glasses and in my opinion I'm pretty fit! Anyway, on the night before Valentine's Day I had dinner with a friend of mine from work at her home because we often exchange recipes and try them out together. Anyway, around 10:30 pm we finally managed to stop chit chatting so I could head home. I was feeling an uneasy pressure in the pit of my stomach that told me that I was going to need to have a BM very soon, so that helped me to get going. So I got in my car and hit the road, and as I was driving home the pressure was getting stronger and I kept passing little farts every few minutes. Suddenly, I remembered that I had planned on stopping on my way home because I still needed to get a V-Day card for my hubby! I had a brief moment of panic and debate in my head, but I ultimately decided "yeah Cindy, you can get a card really quick. You're a big girl, you can hold it." So despite how urgently I needed to get home and use the potty, I thought of my hubby first, and stopped at the supermarket for a card. When I stood up out of my car I felt the pressure in my stomach sink down and build in my butt...i knew it was going to be time to go soon, so i had to hurry... I rushed inside and headed straight for their greeting card section. Let me tell you, the selection at that time was pretty horrific...I could not find anything that I wouldn't be embarrassed to give my hubby! I tried to search quickly, all the while I kept passing little, muffled farts. Luckily there was no one else looking at the cards. I finally narrowed it down to about 2 decent ones when the pressure became intense, and i felt something begin to poke out against my underwear! A sense of complete and utter fear and panic overcame me and it took everything I had in me to stop myself from pooping in my pants right there! I fought it back in and got a hold of myself, and dropped 2 of the cards and started to make a b-line for the checkout counter! Halfway there, I became terrified as I realized "....this is, it..I am going to poop!" I can't even describe the strange feelings that came over my entire body...it was like I had the chills, the sweats, goosebumps, everything...i was completely overcome with anxiety, as i felt a solid, hot log quickly force its way from my butt and smoosh into a large bulge in the seat of my pants. it felt so defeating, the feeling of pooping in my pants as an adult woman! it was a squeeze too because i had Riders blue jeans on, and i could just feel this hot lump of mush spreading over my butt. It just kept on coming too, and I didn't know what to do. I just kept standing there 4 feet from the checkout lane, pooping my pants! I'm sure I was a site to see. I can't even imagine what the look on my face must have been like. One of the cashiers came and asked me if I was ok, and if I was ready to check out, and I don't even know what I said to her. After I came out of shock and could move again, I looked around me and a couple of employees and customers were staring at me. I waddled carefully toward the counter, disgusted by the warm squishy feeling in the back of my underwear. Pretty much everyone knew I had pooped in my pants. The bulge felt enormous, although I never actually saw it... I paid for my card and waddled back to my car, still in shock, but I don't think I ever actually cried. The drive home was interesting...my back and thighs got tired because I wasn't completely sitting down in my seat most of the time because i didn't want to sit in...it... Eventually I couldn't sit up that way anymore and halfway home i slowly lowered into my seat and had to feel that horrific feeling of the bulge squishing against my butt and spreading throughout my pants. That really made the smell become stronger too, and I had to open my windows despite the cold temperatures outside...By the time I got home it was almost 11:30, and i did my waddle back into the house. Thankfully, my hubby was sleeping on the couch with some basketball highlight show on or something like that, so I was able to sneak upstairs without him seeing me like that. It took me a long time to clean up...it was thick and solid and was just caked all over me..and I had never pooped my pants before and my daughter is 16, so it's been a long time since I've had any experience cleaning poop off of a person!
Anyway, I finally recovered from my ordeal and was wearing clean panties once again. I sat down and mulled over my poor judgment, deciding to stop at the store rather than get home and use the toilet! but i did give me a unique message to write in my hubby's valentines day card..I wrote "I love you so much, I pooped in my pants to buy you this card!"