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For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?


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The dirtiness of it, the messiness, and the smell, probably the relief that comes with it too, and the farts that sometimes come before. Not to mention the idea of sitting down and wiggling your butt to squish the mess around.

Fun to fantasize about with girls; I've done it a few times but while the act of messing is fun, I don't like the cleanup that follows.

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For me, it's all about the feeling of relief, and knowing you're being naughty. As a man, I happen to like the way women's panties wrap around my ass (I have a bubble butt), and when I fill them, it just adds to it....

As far as watching others: I have a panty fetish also, and the bulge just adds another layer to it. LoveRachelle and Cheshire have two of the best asses wrapped in panties with bulges in them I think I've ever seen. 

Also, for me, it must be intentional (or obviously staged, even with decent acting) for me to enjoy it. I have seen enough people who have digestive issues (myself included) and have either had accidents or close calls that were so embarrassing for them, it was impossible for me to even think about enjoying it.

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There's a lot to love!  I'm tuned into women's expressions, and it's a real joy to see a very uncomfortable woman turn into a very relieved woman in the course of a few moments.  This applies to both urination and defecation, but the latter has a greater extreme.  The look and sound of straining is another great thing about female defecation that you don't get to witness in female urination.

There's also the wonderful contrast of feminine beauty and disgusting bodily functions.  You get great images.  An angelic damsel maintaining a regal demeanor as she involuntarily ruins her diaphanous gown.  A mischievous girl wearing an elfin grin as her pyjamas bulge from the mess she was dared to make.  A stoic businesswoman buckled to a plane seat slowly turning red as an accident noisily fills her panties and stains her skirt.  A fiery-eyed tomboy triumphantly crossing the finish line unconcerned with the trails of diarrhea running out of her shorts.  It's magical!

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21 hours ago, PrincessPeeach said:

The desperation and release.

It’s completely different for me than pee desperation and wetting, and much more enjoyable, which is saying a lot, because I LOVE wetting. Pee desperation takes for ever and gets annoying after a while, because I literally never get to my breaking point. With messing the desperation builds so much more quickly and I feel like it’s way more urgent and impossible to hold in. Plus the release feels unbelievable imo it’s waaaaaaay better than wetting.

The clean up sucks though, so I rarely do it. When I do I’m pretty choosy about only indulging when I know it’s not actually going to be a super messy mess lol. I don’t like any of the squishing or playing afterwords, but I do (very briefly) like the naughty factor of a big lump in my panties...

The clean up is what puts it out of bounds for me. It’s a lot of work and frankly I’m not super into it so the after effort is a bit much for me.

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Yeah, there is a lot to love. Especially, that you have two faces of messing - 'regular one' and diarrhea.

At first you can hold for many hours, even when you're really desperate. Even for the whole day with 9/10.  And still you can do almost everything while holding. And finally you can do it in your pants without any external signs (except some smell), when it's not diarrhea. You can do it just while walking and nobody may notice. Even when somebody will be close to you the first impression would be the fart. So you can escape with your accident rather easily.

When it's diarrhea it's far different, but also great. What I really love here is the thing that every time is different. You can put yourself from 1/10 to 9/10 in less than hour, which is rather difficult with wetting. And it's also very unpredictable, which is great. The same messing, in the same clothes may go many, many ways. The rapidness, the 'explosion' in your pants is also great and very enjoyable. And the thing that is really 'unholdable'. There is a clear moment, when the accident just will happen. For me holding pee is not so nice, it even hurts. Here the whole process is much faster. And I really love the moment, when it's going down legs while walking.

With accidents, there is a clear mixed bag. On one hand I love the whole situation, the overpowering force of your body, on the other I'm really bad with those people because it's almost always extremely humilitating.

When it's about cleaning it's the clear disadvantage, but you can minimize it somehow. Using some cheap 'one-time' underwear or old clothes helps. 

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It's kinda like anal sex. I've only tried it a handful of times, usually intoxicated. At the end of the day, I don't find it as pleasurable as normal sex, or wetting my pants.  

In regards to this type of porn, I really only enjoy it when there's pee too; they are usually good friends. It has to be in private, on purpose, and not by accident. I'm more turned on by the obvious disregard of toilets, than people truly having accidents.  

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For me, the biggest part of the pleasure is shitting against the back-pressure from my underpants. That's why I prefer to do it there rather than in my hand. Next comes the smearing, and the feel of soft shit covering my body is wonderful. Hard shit, which means I've held it too long, is less pleasurable, but a bit of water works wonders. I have no trouble with clean-up. The shower cleans me and the washing machine cleans my underpants. A quick rinse gets most of the shit off the cloth, and the washing machine finishes the job.

Unfortunately, I haven't found a way of removing the lingering smell from me. As I've said in other posts, I've been caught by others long after I thought I was clean. That problem restricts me severely.

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The thing I love about it is the 'no escape' nature of it.

Assuming you're wearing regular underwear, pee will flow through the clothing you're wearing and cascade down your legs. But when you mess, everything is trapped in your underpants, unable to escape. The sensation of it building up but trapped against your skin is exhilirating in a taboo way.

Should you then choose to sit down once you've finished filling up your underpants, the sensation spreads to every nook and cranny of your nether regions.

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ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.

What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.

What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.

What I didn't like about it: The smell.

What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.

All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.

Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.

PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.

While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.

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I genuinely have no idea. Poop in any other context is disgusting to me. I don't like the smell and I absolutely hate the cleanup, but I still do it despite (or hell, because of?) that because I like it and I'm not really sure why. If I had to guess it's something about loss of control and about the taboo/humiliation associated with it? Who knows. I'm not a psychiatrist. 

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21 hours ago, dirtyoldman said:

ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.

What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.

What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.

What I didn't like about it: The smell.

What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.

All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.

Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.

PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.

While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.

Love that San Francisco story. Must have been quite a thrill to watch her "loading her panties"!

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On 10/31/2020 at 10:34 AM, dirtyoldman said:

We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.

Thanks for sharing this!  I wonder, did you get to see her jeans expanding or was that part covered by her raincoat at the time?

And wow, I can't believe how many upvotes my post got!

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I didn't get to see her jeans expanding that time because of the raincoat, but she took the raincoat off when we reached the parking garage and I could see her bulging britches. As I said, she really had a fetish about it, so there were many times I did get to see her jeans, sweat pants, or stretch pants expanding, as well as a number of times when she simpy stripped down to panties and bra, leaned over a chair with her butt in the air, and did it while I watched.

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I think I'm really into watching it and the general act of pooping anywhere but a toilet. However I was wearing a diaper last week and had random diarrhea in the middle of my work day but I had to finish my work before I could clean up. Just a huge ball of poop in my diaper. It didn't smell bad either, but it was not something I want to be squishing around in or touching or smelling. I guess that's the time to gamble on a fart, when you're in a diaper. 

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The smell doesn't generally worry me. The bathroom's extractor fan copes with a lot of it. Occasionally the smell is just plain vile, and defeats the fan. Then I hurriedly turn on the shower. The smell doesn't worry me. It's other people's reaction to it that is the problem. I don't want to known as a pooper by people who don't enjoy it, though how I will bring the subject up if I ever meet another one is something that crosses my mind occasionally. I have met some, but never got the opportunity to do anything about it, usually because others were within earshot. The one real enthusiast I came across evidently had a poopy partner. He grinned from ear to ear when he smelt me, and fled.

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I love when I’m at the point of having my mind made up that I’m going to poop my pants.  I generally only poop in my underwear (tighty whities) and don’t care much for diaper messing.  When I feel the need to go and I know it’s going to be a big and solid load I start asking myself if I should do it or not.  Once my mind is made up I become very focused on my pants and and underwear hugging my bottom.  I guess I like the casual nature of simply wearing my pants and underwear like any other day then completely out of nowhere filling the seat of my underwear with poop.  There is no better feeling than walking around with a bulging poop in the back of my underwear,  especially if I do it in public.  
 

When I’m at home I will always sit down it it after I poop my pants to cover my bottom.  I’m mildly into scat so sometimes after I sit in it I will take off my briefs and turn them around then put them back on so the poop is now in front.  I slowly pull them up feeling the poop on my penis and balls.  Then I usually smear everything around so my erection is covered in it.  
 

A few times I have decided against sitting and smearing and ill put the soiled briefs in a big ziplock bag or extra Tupperware and save them for the next time I have to poop so I can add to them.  That is so much fun!  It could be a couple days later and I will remove my clean underwear and slide on the previously soiled briefs,  feeling the load from days prior between my legs.  It’s a little smellier than I’d like but I always breathe through my mouth.  I will look at myself in the mirror to admire the bulge and the now very discoloration of my previously white briefs.  Then when it’s time to do it I push and watch as the new poop tries to find room in my already packed briefs.  It will often slide up towards my crotch or higher up the back and even poke out of the top of the waistband.  Sometimes it escapes out of the leg holes as well.  The most I’ve ever done is 4 loads in one pair and while it was a smelly affair it was so much fun.  I eventually sat down in the giant mess and the feeling was almost indescribable.  The noises it made as I sat down is what did it for me.  

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