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If you want me to poop with you though I will, I kinda hafta go again so just tell me when you're ready. But after lunch I had to pee again, and I told Amy.

So we both peed. Then she told me now would be a good time to poop, she could feel that she was ready to go again.

I really didn't want to but I knew I'd better, I didn't want to get the medicine tomorrow morning. So Amy said she'd go first, and I heard her strain again and then I smelled it.

She said, now it's your turn. I could feel the pressure on my butt and I still didn't want to poop, but finally I gave in and gave up.

I gave up and pushed. It started coming out right away, and since I hadn't gone for a couple days I completely filled the pull-up and the pull-up actually felt tight because of the huge bulge in it.

It felt really gross. I told Amy that it was really really big and she told me that's why it's better just to go each day or even a couple times each day, then it's not nearly so big or gross.

It was weird how good she was at pooping herself. Anyway, it seemed like forever until the nurse came in and checked us, she did Amy and cleaned her up.

Then she came over to me and saw how much I'd pooped and told me good job for not holding it any more. It took a long time for me to get cleaned up but finally I was in a clean diaper.

After that I tried to poop at least once a day, it's much better to have a few small accidents than one big one. I was there for a week and then I had to go home.

But when I got home I was still supposed to stay in bed for a few more days so I still had to wear pull-ups and my mom had to change me.

Finally I was over that and I didn't have to use the pull-up anymore. After that Amy and me were really good friends. She lived not too far away from me.

We went to different schools but we were in the same town, and since we're in middle school this year we now go to the same school!

Amy doesn't need a wheelchair anymore, only crutches, and she doesn't need help in the bathroom anymore so accidents are not really an issue anymore.

She says she still is more than average on accidents, maybe a couple times a month, but that's a whole lot better than what she had before.

Categories: bedwetting , farting , female , hospital , intentional wetting , poop , wetting. Me and My Sister and Our Cousins.

This weekend, my cousins were in town so the whole family gathered at my grandparent's house. We arrived Saturday afternoon and they arrived in the evening, and since it was late by the time they arrived we decided to take our showers so we could stay up the rest of the night.

I was the last to go, and when I was finished I headed for the closet in the hall to grab an extra hand towel.

They were far in the back so I had to reach but my arm brushed against something plastic. I looked over at what it was but couldn't make it out.

I grabbed it and pulled it out, and it turned out to be an old package of Goodnites that we left there years ago. I thought, "Oh my gosh I remember these!

I'm always finding old stuff from my childhood at my grandparents' house. I used to be a bedwetter up until I was about 10 or 11, so about 4 years ago.

I remember hating Goodnites but wore them anyway because I knew they were for my own protection. There were several left.

Out of curiosity, and a little panic since I heard someone coming, I grabbed one along with the hand towel and headed back to the bathroom to see if they still fit.

I took off my panties and slid on the Goodnite, and sure enough it fit like a glove. It was a little snug since I've grown a bit since I last wore em, but other than that it was fine, I couldn't figure out why I hated them so much.

I guess they were comfy because I didn't have to wear them anymore, plus they were very nostalgic. I put on my pajama pants, finished up brushed my teeth, etch.

I felt a little self-conscious about it, but forgot about it after a little while. I didn't notice it was sticking out the back of my pants. I remained calm and told her about the old package I found in the closet.

I replied, "Yeah, but they're kinda comfy now that I don't have to wear them anymore. Our cousins, Melanie, Tori, and Hannah, came in and we all got comfy and watched Frozen for the billionth time.

About halfway through I had to pee. I knew the movie like the back of my hand since it's one of my favorites so I figured I wouldn't miss anything, but I suddenly remembered: I had a Goodnite on.

I debated for a minute about whether to use it so as to not bother anybody, but figured it would be more embarrassing if they found out, so I went off to the bathroom instead.

After the movie was over, Tori gathered everyone together into the room they were sleeping in and started a Truth or Dare circle.

When it was my turn I picked dare, but I instantly regretted it because Tori made me dare to let everyone tickle me.

It's a long time tradition for my cousins to tickle me because they knew it'd make me pee myself, and I totally did - which is weird since I literally just used the restroom like a half hour earlier.

I was super embarrassed as I thought about everyone watching my pants get soaked, but then I realized the Goodnite had caught it all and was super relieved.

Melanie asked, "Why didn't you pee yourself? You always pee yourself when we do that. I'm wearing a Goodnite! Tori said, "Oh yeah, forgot you wore those," as I pulled my pants back up.

Sam piped up, saying, "She doesn't actually need to wear them anymore. Hannah then said something like, "I wonder if they have my old teddy bear I left here," and then Tori mentioned something about her old blankie, and before I knew it everyone was rummaging through the house for all their old stuff.

I headed to the bathroom and changed into a new Goodnite for the night, and when everyone found what they were looking for we all went to sleep.

For the record, Hannah and Melanie found their old teddy bears, Tori had an old blankie, and Sam actually found her old pacifier which she went to bed with after washing it with toothpaste.

Early the next morning my cousins headed out they were only in town for the night and took their toys with them.

Sam and I stayed at ur grandparent's house house the rest of the day, and since we had nowhere to go we stayed in our pajamas the rest of the day.

I also left my Goodnite on from last night out of laziness, and since it was dry I left it on that night as well. The next morning we headed out rather early so we had little time to change.

I wondered about whether to take some Goodnites with me, but decided I should leave them here and let them be for special occasions only.

Besides that I had a bike and babysitting money so I could just go out and buy some more whenever I wanted to. I decided to leave the Goodnite on again so I could have one to bring home, but decided they felt a little weird under normal clothes.

I'm glad I decided to wear it though, because I ended up accidentally peeing myself on the long drive and nobody seemed to noticed.

Sam knew I had it on because she saw me putting on my jeans and she kept calling me a baby until I reminded her that I could hear her sucking her pacifier all last night.

I've since gone to Walgreens and bought a package for myself to use at home. They're a little different than the older ones, but I've been using them a lot lately since I've had diarrhea all week.

I have another story about that, but I have my pajamas and a fresh Goodnite on right now because it's getting late and I want to go to bed.

I'll probably post about it this weekend, but thanks for reading my weird story, I hope you enjoyed it! Categories: accidents , female , poop , tickling , wetting.

One of my favorite memories is when I was about 5. I was playing in my room in just a pull-up I was still in the process of being completely toilet trained.

I could pee in the toilet but I was more stubborn about going 2 in the toilet. Anyway I was playing in my room with my mom and I felt a strong urge to poop and I'm sure my mom could tell because she asked me if I had to go potty.

Well I said no and I remember asking her to leave which she did without questions asked and right as she left I squatted down and filled my pull-up and I remember enjoying it.

It was a lot more convenient and it felt better than using the toilet. I remember after a few minutes of being dirty I took off the pull-up and threw it away and I asked my mom if she would wipe my butt for me lol she wasn't too happy about that as that was an indicator that I did need to go but chose to use the pull-up instead.

That's one of my favorite childhood memories and it makes me more nostalgic about my toddler years. Categories: poop , pull-ups. Summer Mornings.

I was a latchkey kid since my dad had to work until late afternoon and no one was around to take care of me so I had the apartment to myself. It was around this time I had gotten my first computer connected to the internet.

One day I realized that maybe other people like me, liked diapers and so I Googled it lol year , 56k and had discovered DPF. After some reading and learning about what this fascination to diapers was, I decided to indulge.

The next morning an hour or two after my Dad had left for work, I locked our door and went walking to the local store which was about a 7 minute walk away like blocks.

I made my way in and headed to the diaper isle, I remember that the bright lights casting down from the glass above, almost giving the diaper isle that holy grail glow.

I grabbed a pack of gender neutral, store brand Goodnites. They were called GoodSleeps or Sleep Pants or something and had a generic white look. I quickly went to the least populated register and made my purchase, undeniably nervous and anxious to make my purchase and get the heck out.

The cashier gave me a smile and asked who they were for, and as quickly as I could gather a lie, I responded "They're for my brother, he's potty training".

She gave me back my change, picked up my Goodnites and got out of there. I put them in my backpack and walked back. Our landlord surprised me by greeting me and I sheepishly said my greetings and quickly vaulted upstairs so I could get inside and unwrap my first package of diapers.

Oh man I remember that summer very well! Every morning my dad would leave and I would quickly put on my Goodnites and watch all the lame weekday cartoons that played during our summer vacation.

Categories: male , memories. When Erin was Eight. My name is Erin and my first memory of wearing Goodnites was when I was around eight. I was woken up in the night by my parents, as they were going to collect the car which was in for repair from the car garage.

I was already in my Goodnites and pajamas at the time, and was worried about being out in them despite only going from one car to another.

Another time, I was wearing Goodnites for the night, and my dad's friend came over to visit with his daughter. Again, I guess this was around 8.

He woke me up to play with his friend's daughter. I was worried about wearing a diaper my family never pretended that pull-ups weren't just another type of nappy around her, but she probably didn't notice considering they were under my pajamas.

Lastly, I remember we ran out of Goodnites one night when I was eight. I had to wear one of my younger brother's diapers instead that night.

I was a small, skinny kid so they fit fine. I don't remember being too fussed about it, but during the night I had to go.

I couldn't get the diaper off to go, so I went in and woke up my parents to get them to take it off. They were tired, and presumably didn't want to get up, so they said they'd change me in the morning.

But I didn't want to wet myself on purpose, much less in a baby diaper. So I persisted until they finally said they'd wake up and took my diaper off.

To top things off, I couldn't hold it long enough to make it to the bathroom, and ended up going in the diaper anyway, as my parents got out of bed they weren't very pleased.

Categories: accidents , baby diapers , bedwetting , female , memories , wetting. Saturday, July 6, Thank you, Kayla's parents!

This is a funny story, one of those embarrassing moments actually. I am 16 years old, and my whole family, went on a trip last year. My parents, grandparents and aunt and uncle went.

I was riding in my aunt and uncles car along with their daughter, my cousin Kayla, who is 8. Kyla has some trouble holding pee for long moments.

She wears Goodnites every night and her mom always keeps a pack of Goodnites in the car just in case of extreme emergencies so Kayla can slip one on and pee in it without getting off on the side of the road or peeing the in her car seat accidentally.

This is in no way punishment, and Kayla is totally okay with it. Anyway, this is not about her, its about me. We got in a huge backup on the highway, one that stopped us for two hours right there in the middle of nowhere.

I had drank loads of pop and water earlier and not peed yet, in thinking we were going to be stopping for gas soon. Anyway that did not come around since we were sitting there with the engine turned off even for hours.

So I was really starting to get disparate and of course everyone in the car was laughing at me, but I was in bad shape.

I eventually said that I would have to hop out and go on the side of the road, but then thought about it and figured I would not be able to get out of sight of the hundreds of other people stuck there on the highway.

A little while later my aunt told me about the Goodnites for Kayla, and half jokingly told me I could use one if I needed to. Well I was not about to play around, so I crawled to the back of the van and got a diaper out and put it on.

It actually fit which I was surprised about, but anyway as soon as I got it on, I peed like a race horse and never felt so good! In fact, half an hour later the traffic still hadn't moved and Kayla ended up joining me by putting on a Goodnite and peeing in hers too!

I actually took this idea and copied it in my own car. Now I keep a few Goodnites in my car just in case of another one of those circumstances.

I chose the Goodnite route because girls really have a hard time aiming for the tip of the bottle. Every other option is too messy and can lead to spills.

Last time I tried peeing in a bottle I basically wet my pants anyway. There were a few students wandering around but none stopped to stay in this particular section.

At about I got the first signals that it was time to head for the toilets but I ignored them. By the signals became quite insistent but sitting in a firm chair meant that I could continue to wait them out.

It's not that I was so serious about my studies - I just didn't feel like using the 'public' toilets of the library to do a poop.

I intended to get back to my room to use 'my' toilet, which I shared with 3 other girls. At or so I finished up what I was doing and gathered my things.

As I headed for the elevator a serious wave hit me. I had to stop at some shelves only halfway there and pretend to look at books while squeezing my legs and cheeks together!

It took a full 30 seconds to recede. I hurried to the elevator where another wave hit and once again I squeezed hard and began to sweat a bit.

I leaned against the wall of the elevator and tried to look casual but I felt anything but! Another wave hit as I headed out the main floor of the library.

Once again I had to stop to hold it in. This time I pretended to be interested in the art display in the center of the lobby.

I was desperate now and regretful of my preference for 'my' toilet. I would have used public toilets gratefully now - but there were none on the first floor!

I could head back upstairs or try to make it back to the dorm room. I decided it was going to take about the same amount of time to do either so I headed on out the door as soon as the spasm ended.

I made it only to the benches outside the library before another wave hit. More intense than any of the previous waves. I knew I was going to lose the battle to keep my panties clean.

I decided that I needed to do it as gracefully and unobtrusively as possible. If I did the least amount possible I could still get to my room and clean up without anyone noticing.

Alas, it was not to be! Though it was late fall and late in the evening I had worn a pair of jeans light blue rayon panties and a sweatshirt.

I stood up and walked a few feet toward a bulletin board that dominated the space in front of the library.

I stood there pretending to read the notices when the next wave hit. I had intended to do a 'controlled release' letting out only enough to ease the pain.

But a day and a half's worth of poop came barreling out! The first bit was quite firm, even hard, but the rest soft and squishy.

Realizing it was hopeless I went ahead and pushed the remainder out into my panties. The poop formed a big lump in my jeans.

I had no way of knowing whether or not it was obvious to anyone but I knew turning and trying to look would only call attention to it!

I pulled my sweatshirt down as far as I could but it covered only the top half of my butt. As casually as I could I now turned and walked toward the dorm.

As I walked the poop began to move in my panties, some creeping toward between my legs and more slipping out of my panties and heading down my legs.

I realized that I had a lot of cleaning up ahead of me.

Pooping panties stories

A couple minutes later the nurse came in, and smelled the room and said it smelled like somebody pooped. She went to Amy and undid her Goodnite on the sides and I could see that she had definitely pooped herself.

The nurse left her sitting like that to walk into the bathroom and grab some wet wipes from the storage cabinet, and then she cleaned up Amy and put a fresh Goodnite on her.

Then she came over to me and while she changed me, she told me that I hadn't pooped since I got there and that I should try to do that since it wasn't good to hold it in.

She also said that if I didn't go by tomorrow morning she would have to give me some medicine. After she left, Amy asked me, "You haven't pooped since we got here?

I said, "No, you've seen me when I get changed. I've pooped while you've been asleep. Why haven't you pooped yet? So I'm trying to hold it.

Do you know what that medicine that the nurse will give you tomorrow does? It gives you diarreah! And that's grosser than just pooping in the pull-up.

If you want me to poop with you though I will, I kinda hafta go again so just tell me when you're ready. But after lunch I had to pee again, and I told Amy.

So we both peed. Then she told me now would be a good time to poop, she could feel that she was ready to go again.

I really didn't want to but I knew I'd better, I didn't want to get the medicine tomorrow morning.

So Amy said she'd go first, and I heard her strain again and then I smelled it. She said, now it's your turn. I could feel the pressure on my butt and I still didn't want to poop, but finally I gave in and gave up.

I gave up and pushed. It started coming out right away, and since I hadn't gone for a couple days I completely filled the pull-up and the pull-up actually felt tight because of the huge bulge in it.

It felt really gross. I told Amy that it was really really big and she told me that's why it's better just to go each day or even a couple times each day, then it's not nearly so big or gross.

It was weird how good she was at pooping herself. Anyway, it seemed like forever until the nurse came in and checked us, she did Amy and cleaned her up.

Then she came over to me and saw how much I'd pooped and told me good job for not holding it any more.

It took a long time for me to get cleaned up but finally I was in a clean diaper. After that I tried to poop at least once a day, it's much better to have a few small accidents than one big one.

I was there for a week and then I had to go home. But when I got home I was still supposed to stay in bed for a few more days so I still had to wear pull-ups and my mom had to change me.

Finally I was over that and I didn't have to use the pull-up anymore. After that Amy and me were really good friends.

She lived not too far away from me. We went to different schools but we were in the same town, and since we're in middle school this year we now go to the same school!

Amy doesn't need a wheelchair anymore, only crutches, and she doesn't need help in the bathroom anymore so accidents are not really an issue anymore.

She says she still is more than average on accidents, maybe a couple times a month, but that's a whole lot better than what she had before.

Categories: bedwetting , farting , female , hospital , intentional wetting , poop , wetting. Me and My Sister and Our Cousins.

This weekend, my cousins were in town so the whole family gathered at my grandparent's house. We arrived Saturday afternoon and they arrived in the evening, and since it was late by the time they arrived we decided to take our showers so we could stay up the rest of the night.

I was the last to go, and when I was finished I headed for the closet in the hall to grab an extra hand towel.

They were far in the back so I had to reach but my arm brushed against something plastic. I looked over at what it was but couldn't make it out. I grabbed it and pulled it out, and it turned out to be an old package of Goodnites that we left there years ago.

I thought, "Oh my gosh I remember these! I'm always finding old stuff from my childhood at my grandparents' house. I used to be a bedwetter up until I was about 10 or 11, so about 4 years ago.

I remember hating Goodnites but wore them anyway because I knew they were for my own protection. There were several left.

Out of curiosity, and a little panic since I heard someone coming, I grabbed one along with the hand towel and headed back to the bathroom to see if they still fit.

I took off my panties and slid on the Goodnite, and sure enough it fit like a glove. It was a little snug since I've grown a bit since I last wore em, but other than that it was fine, I couldn't figure out why I hated them so much.

I guess they were comfy because I didn't have to wear them anymore, plus they were very nostalgic. I put on my pajama pants, finished up brushed my teeth, etch.

I felt a little self-conscious about it, but forgot about it after a little while. I didn't notice it was sticking out the back of my pants.

I remained calm and told her about the old package I found in the closet. I replied, "Yeah, but they're kinda comfy now that I don't have to wear them anymore.

Our cousins, Melanie, Tori, and Hannah, came in and we all got comfy and watched Frozen for the billionth time.

About halfway through I had to pee. I knew the movie like the back of my hand since it's one of my favorites so I figured I wouldn't miss anything, but I suddenly remembered: I had a Goodnite on.

I debated for a minute about whether to use it so as to not bother anybody, but figured it would be more embarrassing if they found out, so I went off to the bathroom instead.

After the movie was over, Tori gathered everyone together into the room they were sleeping in and started a Truth or Dare circle. When it was my turn I picked dare, but I instantly regretted it because Tori made me dare to let everyone tickle me.

It's a long time tradition for my cousins to tickle me because they knew it'd make me pee myself, and I totally did - which is weird since I literally just used the restroom like a half hour earlier.

I was super embarrassed as I thought about everyone watching my pants get soaked, but then I realized the Goodnite had caught it all and was super relieved.

Melanie asked, "Why didn't you pee yourself? You always pee yourself when we do that. I'm wearing a Goodnite! Tori said, "Oh yeah, forgot you wore those," as I pulled my pants back up.

Sam piped up, saying, "She doesn't actually need to wear them anymore. Hannah then said something like, "I wonder if they have my old teddy bear I left here," and then Tori mentioned something about her old blankie, and before I knew it everyone was rummaging through the house for all their old stuff.

I headed to the bathroom and changed into a new Goodnite for the night, and when everyone found what they were looking for we all went to sleep.

For the record, Hannah and Melanie found their old teddy bears, Tori had an old blankie, and Sam actually found her old pacifier which she went to bed with after washing it with toothpaste.

Early the next morning my cousins headed out they were only in town for the night and took their toys with them.

Sam and I stayed at ur grandparent's house house the rest of the day, and since we had nowhere to go we stayed in our pajamas the rest of the day.

I also left my Goodnite on from last night out of laziness, and since it was dry I left it on that night as well.

The next morning we headed out rather early so we had little time to change. I wondered about whether to take some Goodnites with me, but decided I should leave them here and let them be for special occasions only.

Besides that I had a bike and babysitting money so I could just go out and buy some more whenever I wanted to. I decided to leave the Goodnite on again so I could have one to bring home, but decided they felt a little weird under normal clothes.

I'm glad I decided to wear it though, because I ended up accidentally peeing myself on the long drive and nobody seemed to noticed. Sam knew I had it on because she saw me putting on my jeans and she kept calling me a baby until I reminded her that I could hear her sucking her pacifier all last night.

I've since gone to Walgreens and bought a package for myself to use at home. They're a little different than the older ones, but I've been using them a lot lately since I've had diarrhea all week.

I have another story about that, but I have my pajamas and a fresh Goodnite on right now because it's getting late and I want to go to bed.

I'll probably post about it this weekend, but thanks for reading my weird story, I hope you enjoyed it! Categories: accidents , female , poop , tickling , wetting.

One of my favorite memories is when I was about 5. I was playing in my room in just a pull-up I was still in the process of being completely toilet trained.

I could pee in the toilet but I was more stubborn about going 2 in the toilet. Anyway I was playing in my room with my mom and I felt a strong urge to poop and I'm sure my mom could tell because she asked me if I had to go potty.

Well I said no and I remember asking her to leave which she did without questions asked and right as she left I squatted down and filled my pull-up and I remember enjoying it.

It was a lot more convenient and it felt better than using the toilet. I remember after a few minutes of being dirty I took off the pull-up and threw it away and I asked my mom if she would wipe my butt for me lol she wasn't too happy about that as that was an indicator that I did need to go but chose to use the pull-up instead.

That's one of my favorite childhood memories and it makes me more nostalgic about my toddler years. Categories: poop , pull-ups.

Summer Mornings. I was a latchkey kid since my dad had to work until late afternoon and no one was around to take care of me so I had the apartment to myself.

It was around this time I had gotten my first computer connected to the internet. One day I realized that maybe other people like me, liked diapers and so I Googled it lol year , 56k and had discovered DPF.

After some reading and learning about what this fascination to diapers was, I decided to indulge.

The next morning an hour or two after my Dad had left for work, I locked our door and went walking to the local store which was about a 7 minute walk away like blocks.

I made my way in and headed to the diaper isle, I remember that the bright lights casting down from the glass above, almost giving the diaper isle that holy grail glow.

I grabbed a pack of gender neutral, store brand Goodnites. They were called GoodSleeps or Sleep Pants or something and had a generic white look.

I quickly went to the least populated register and made my purchase, undeniably nervous and anxious to make my purchase and get the heck out.

The cashier gave me a smile and asked who they were for, and as quickly as I could gather a lie, I responded "They're for my brother, he's potty training".

She gave me back my change, picked up my Goodnites and got out of there. I put them in my backpack and walked back. Our landlord surprised me by greeting me and I sheepishly said my greetings and quickly vaulted upstairs so I could get inside and unwrap my first package of diapers.

Oh man I remember that summer very well! Every morning my dad would leave and I would quickly put on my Goodnites and watch all the lame weekday cartoons that played during our summer vacation.

Categories: male , memories. When Erin was Eight. My name is Erin and my first memory of wearing Goodnites was when I was around eight.

I was woken up in the night by my parents, as they were going to collect the car which was in for repair from the car garage. I was already in my Goodnites and pajamas at the time, and was worried about being out in them despite only going from one car to another.

Another time, I was wearing Goodnites for the night, and my dad's friend came over to visit with his daughter.

Again, I guess this was around 8. He woke me up to play with his friend's daughter. I was worried about wearing a diaper my family never pretended that pull-ups weren't just another type of nappy around her, but she probably didn't notice considering they were under my pajamas.

Lastly, I remember we ran out of Goodnites one night when I was eight. I had to wear one of my younger brother's diapers instead that night.

I was a small, skinny kid so they fit fine. I don't remember being too fussed about it, but during the night I had to go. I couldn't get the diaper off to go, so I went in and woke up my parents to get them to take it off.

They were tired, and presumably didn't want to get up, so they said they'd change me in the morning. But I didn't want to wet myself on purpose, much less in a baby diaper.

So I persisted until they finally said they'd wake up and took my diaper off. To top things off, I couldn't hold it long enough to make it to the bathroom, and ended up going in the diaper anyway, as my parents got out of bed they weren't very pleased.

Categories: accidents , baby diapers , bedwetting , female , memories , wetting. Saturday, July 6, Thank you, Kayla's parents!

This is a funny story, one of those embarrassing moments actually. I am 16 years old, and my whole family, went on a trip last year.

My parents, grandparents and aunt and uncle went. I was riding in my aunt and uncles car along with their daughter, my cousin Kayla, who is 8.

Kyla has some trouble holding pee for long moments. She wears Goodnites every night and her mom always keeps a pack of Goodnites in the car just in case of extreme emergencies so Kayla can slip one on and pee in it without getting off on the side of the road or peeing the in her car seat accidentally.

This is in no way punishment, and Kayla is totally okay with it. Anyway, this is not about her, its about me.

We got in a huge backup on the highway, one that stopped us for two hours right there in the middle of nowhere. I knew I was going to lose the battle to keep my panties clean.

I decided that I needed to do it as gracefully and unobtrusively as possible. If I did the least amount possible I could still get to my room and clean up without anyone noticing.

Alas, it was not to be! Though it was late fall and late in the evening I had worn a pair of jeans light blue rayon panties and a sweatshirt.

I stood up and walked a few feet toward a bulletin board that dominated the space in front of the library. I stood there pretending to read the notices when the next wave hit.

I had intended to do a 'controlled release' letting out only enough to ease the pain. But a day and a half's worth of poop came barreling out!

The first bit was quite firm, even hard, but the rest soft and squishy. Realizing it was hopeless I went ahead and pushed the remainder out into my panties.

The poop formed a big lump in my jeans. I had no way of knowing whether or not it was obvious to anyone but I knew turning and trying to look would only call attention to it!

I pulled my sweatshirt down as far as I could but it covered only the top half of my butt. As casually as I could I now turned and walked toward the dorm.

As I walked the poop began to move in my panties, some creeping toward between my legs and more slipping out of my panties and heading down my legs.

I realized that I had a lot of cleaning up ahead of me. I encountered few people that I knew well along my way and stayed away from everyone least the smell alert them to the situation.

I had to walk up about 15 steps to reach the dorm entrance which caused more poop to squish around between my legs and a lump to fall all the way down my jeans legs and out onto the walk!

Fortunately no one was there to see it come from me! I just kept going. I headed straight for the steps to get up to my room on the second floor. I did not want to chance getting into a small elevator because the smell was now very strong.

When I reached my room I was relieved - I had made it! As I opened the door 2 of my 3 roommates were there with their boyfriends! I tried to hurry past them to the bathroom but before I had gone a few steps one of the boys said "Mary, what happened?

I lost it completely. Broke down in tears and could only get it out a minute later that I had had an 'accident'. One roommate shooed the boys out and took me to the toilet.

She got my shoes and socks off and my sweatshirt. Then we slid my jeans down - there were poop streaks down my legs and smears along my inner thighs.

Poop all over my rear. I stepped out of the jeans and Joanne slid them to the side. We moved a few feet over to the toilet and she slid my panties down carefully and dumped what she could into the toilet.

She tossed the panties onto the jeans and flushed. She started at the top and began to wipe me clean with the toilet paper.

All the time comforting me "It was only an accident.

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