little_accidents 86 Posted September 10, 2016 Popular Post Share Posted September 10, 2016 So, this... isn't a wetting story, as you can probably tell from the tags. I was reminded of this by a recent thread, and thought I'd share for anyone else like me who enjoys the messier stuff. I'm not what you'd call a fanatical runner - I'm not gonna be doing any marathons anytime soon. In fact I've generally hated exercise - I'm tall and slim, so occasionally people think I must be fit, but they are wildly mistaken. But a couple of years ago I started Couch to 5k, and for the first time in my life I understood what people meant when they said that exercise makes you feel good. But something else I discovered very quickly was runner's cramps. Not leg cramps, either. Because my God does running make me need the toilet. Not diarrhoea - I very seldom get the runs - just urgency, out of the blue. I learned pretty quickly to try and take care of that stuff first if I could. Haha. Hahahaha. Ha. A month or two back, I was out for a run. There's a nice place pretty close to where I live, with a nature reserve, some nice hills, nice views. It's all off road, so no traffic, and if you go in the middle of the day there aren't too many people, aside from a few dog walkers. Perfect. I was a couple of miles in, going along at a nice steady pace with my earphones in - breathe in, breathe out, in, out - when it hit me like a sack of bricks. Sudden, intense, cramping fullness. All of a sudden, I really needed to go. Now... I'm not sure how to put this, but I've never really been great about keeping my knickers clean. (It used to drive my parents nuts when I was a kid. The doctor said it was a phase. It really wasn't.) I don't have a medical problem or anything like that (well, I have IBS), but for someone who doesn't have a problem I sure have a lot of accidents. I just... when the urge comes on, it comes on strong, and while I enjoy the feeling of desperation, the instinct to push is a whole lot stronger than the instinct to cling on for dear life. It's not like being desperate to pee, where my instinct is to squirm and bounce and hold on for as long as I can; and it's not involuntary in the same way as wetting myself is, or like having the runs is. I think it's just that for whatever reason, 80% of my brain would rather just soil myself than wait another five minutes to get to the front of the toilet queue, so the remaining 20% has learned to shout very loudly when accidents aren't an option. So I wasn't exactly a stranger to crapping my pants - it's nothing I hadn't done before. But even so, there was a rush of instinctive panic along with the sudden contraction of my bowels. For one thing, there are no amenities at all in this place, and I was a couple of miles from home at this point. There aren't even any woods or bushes to speak of, it's just meadow. And for another thing, it didn't feel like just giving into an overwhelming urge like it usually does. Without really thinking about it, I stopped, leaned on the fence beside me, and it just happened - I felt my body push, and my knickers filled with shit. Not diarrhoea, just soft warm mostly-formed poo. It was over in a second, maybe two - it was so intense that my knees went weak and I had to hang onto the fence for a moment. The relief was incredible - almost orgasmic. I hung on there panting slightly for probably a few more seconds, before I zoned back in and realised how much trouble I was in. There were a couple of walkers a way behind me, and I have absolutely no clue whether they realised I'd had an accident. I was wearing black lycra leggings for running in, and although they hid the fact that I'd wet myself at the same time, a tentative feel with my hand told me that the warm bulge in my knickers was kind of obvious. (I don't know why it didn't occur to me to dig a hole and empty them or something, but it didn't.) Because I was out running, I didn't have a jacket or anything to tie around my waist, either. So I turned around and went back the way I came. I tried running, but it felt really gross and things started chafing, so I walked most of the way. Twice I had to veer off the path to keep my distance from dog walkers, and once from another runner - even though it was outside, they would have smelled me if I'd come close. I have no idea whether they could tell anyway - I didn't dare look at them! It was worse when I got back to the main road - I slunk down the side streets like a criminal, hoping desperately that nobody would see me while strangely titillated by the idea that they might. It was kind of thrilling, but I was still super relieved when I made it back into my house and could clean up at last - I definitely needed a shower, and my underwear was a write-off. So I didn't run as far as I'd intended that day! Mostly though I was just grateful that I hadn't 1) been caught 2) had the runs. That would have been a much messier and nastier story... WetDave, kinkywhitey, Missypee and 7 others 10 Quote Link to comment
WetDave 650 Posted September 11, 2016 Share Posted September 11, 2016 Nice! That must have felt so embarrassing having to walk home with a big load in your knickers, hoping nobody noticed. Quote Link to comment
little_accidents 86 Posted September 11, 2016 Author Share Posted September 11, 2016 2 hours ago, WetDave said: Nice! That must have felt so embarrassing having to walk home with a big load in your knickers, hoping nobody noticed. It was super embarrassing, yeah. Like... normally I can make some kind of effort at hiding it, even if that's just putting on a coat that covers my bum, or tying a jumper around my waist and spraying a ton of bodyspray. Knowing it was just visible to anyone who looked made me feel incredibly exposed. Which was kind of exciting, but even so I would have preferred to have had a jacket on me or something! Quote Link to comment
Guest tholepin Posted September 11, 2016 Share Posted September 11, 2016 Suppose someone pleasant stopped and complimented you for revealing your sexy scent (not everyone thinks poo poo smells icky), and shows an interest in knowing just how messy you are? What would you do? Quote Link to comment
little_accidents 86 Posted September 11, 2016 Author Share Posted September 11, 2016 4 minutes ago, tholepin said: Suppose someone pleasant stopped and complimented you for revealing your sexy scent (not everyone thinks poo poo smells icky), and shows an interest in knowing just how messy you are? What would you do? I'd be pretty embarrassed and probably a bit weirded out to be perfectly honest. I'm British, talking to strangers is not a thing. Spurgle 1 Quote Link to comment
strokeknight2 581 Posted September 12, 2016 Share Posted September 12, 2016 I don't have IBS, but this has happened to me before too. I used to run a lot and on a few occasions the cramps would just happen and I'd have to stop running immediately. It was always when I was a mile or two away from my house and I had to just shuffle onward slowly so as not to lost control. If I was ever running at night though I would just give in and either wet or mess myself before walking back. And yeah, running back wasn't an option, as you experienced. It was why I always wore black shorts or pants. Thanks for sharing! Missypee 1 Quote Link to comment
kinkywhitey 0 Posted September 12, 2016 Share Posted September 12, 2016 Thanks for sharing! I actually like messing myself and find myself increasingly messing when I know I can get away with it. If I knew the people wouldn't know me, I think I would get a thrill out of it like you did. Quote Link to comment
papasmerf21 6 Posted September 14, 2016 Share Posted September 14, 2016 This is why im less inclined to do running or biking outdoors, with my type of terrible luck I'd get stuck out in the middle of nowhere having to use the toliet with nothing close around me at all lol so I'll ju just stick to the gym to avoid that potential outcome from happening. Although it is beautiful out there in nature, im not trying to end up looking like the marathon runners who refuse to quit after they shit lol im sure most of us have seen some pics online of that and yeah it appears to be absolutely horrendous! Thanks for taking the time to share with us about your messy situation, and goodluck with future fitness endeavors! Exercise is good for us all :) (I need to get offline and do more of it myself haha) Quote Link to comment
Aaron 402 Posted September 23, 2016 Share Posted September 23, 2016 i get the same thing when out running. I sometimes feels that with every footfall the load is being pushed further down the colon. Several times I've had to dart into bushes or into a convenient pub if I'm in an urban area. timo78 1 Quote Link to comment
tanin 224 Posted September 24, 2016 Share Posted September 24, 2016 Very interesting story with clear passport for humilitation, luckily with positive ending. How visible was your accident? Was it only a bulge or also a visible stain? Did it stay in your underwear or did it start to fall down your legs? Please describe a little bit more the experience of such a long walk witj a mess in pants, that's something I'd like to try one day personally. Quote Link to comment
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