Emma Bailey 311 Posted December 8, 2020 Popular Post Share Posted December 8, 2020 As I’m writing this, I’m sitting on my toilet in a soaking pair of jeans with the former contents of my bowels comfortably squishing against my panties. So, for context: I’m lactose intolerant, and so any dairy I eat is either coming out the other end within the next half an hour, or I’ll get super constipated. Anyway, on to the story. It being quarantine where I live, I haven’t seen much of other humans for the last… however long. So when I got to go on a coffee date with a friend of mine (I’ll call her Michelle for this), I jumped at the opportunity. We both work for the same company, and for management-related reasons we get the end half of tuesdays off every couple of months. Today was one of those days, so naturally we set the time for right after lunch. We met at her apartment and took a walk to a nearby starbucks. It was honestly really nice getting to see her in person again and just talk about whatever for a while. But as we were taking this walk, I started to feel a very slight cramping around my belly. Now, normally this wouldn’t be an issue, but my bowels are pretty small and I can go from zero to ten really quickly. Further, I wasn’t wearing a diaper right now, since I wanted to just have a totally normal, non-omo time. We got to the coffee shop without any real trouble, and I don’t think I was showing any of my growing need to go. We ordered our drinks and started to leave. However, things never can seem to go smoothly where me not soiling myself is concerned: I’d forgotten to ask for a soy latte. Michelle, being a normal, social person, told me I should just go and ask for a soy one. But by this point I was flustered, and I insisted that I’d be fine with just one drink. We left, and I made sure to drink my coffee as quickly as possible to get any thought of it out of her mind. Well, obviously I wasn’t fine. I dropped her off at her apartment without trouble, but by then I was starting to feel a much more definite aching in my tummy—and worse, with the hot drink in my stomach, I needed to take a good piss, too. Michelle’s apartment is about a mile away from mine, and being the moderately fit/unable to afford lots of gas person I am, I’d walked there. Walking, it was going to take me maybe fifteen minutes to get back to my house. In my tight jeans running was out of the question. Things went smoothly for the first couple of blocks. I think I even chose to bypass a shop that might have had a bathroom, either convinced that I could hold it or starting to realise that this could be a quality messing. Regardless of what it was then, I began to realize that I wasn’t going to make it as I went on. By the time that I got to the house, my butt was clenched as tight as it could go, but even with that I could feel some more liquidy mess slipping through. By now, I’d pretty much accepted that this was going to end in messing. I pulled out my keys, trying to look like a normal, proper woman who’s panties weren’t slowly filling with shame as I unlocked the door. I threw the door shut, dragged off my shoes, and ran to the bathroom, feeling my bowels jolting as I did. At this point, I probably could have made it with only a little bit of staining for my panties. But after that walk, I was turned on and longing for a good mess, so I slammed my ass down on the toilet seat, jeans still on, and let go. After the first slurry of partially-liquid mess from the milk, a long fart signaled the beginning of a real mess. My pants seat bulged down towards the toilet bowl as they filled with mush. I felt a warmth spread over my thighs, and it took me a half second to realize that, in realising my bowels, I’d also begin to wet myself. A spot the size of an unfolded paper napkin was soaked around my crotch, and my butt had fared even worse. I stuck my hand into my panties to work off some of my horniness. And so here I am, my pants soiled in some three ways, on a toilet I didn’t use, writing out how I got here. Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed having it happen! Drip, Padded_girl, Missypee and 19 others 16 1 1 4 Quote Link to comment
Vorashi 121 Posted December 11, 2020 Share Posted December 11, 2020 This is great! Would love to hear more of such experiences! Padded_girl 1 Quote Link to comment
Emma Bailey 311 Posted December 11, 2020 Author Share Posted December 11, 2020 1 hour ago, Vorashi said: This is great! Would love to hear more of such experiences! What kind of stuff do you want to hear about? I've had a lot of accidents and even more "accidents", so it's sorta hard to settle on a specific time on my own. Quote Link to comment
Vorashi 121 Posted December 12, 2020 Share Posted December 12, 2020 On 12/10/2020 at 10:40 PM, Emma Bailey said: What kind of stuff do you want to hear about? I've had a lot of accidents and even more "accidents", so it's sorta hard to settle on a specific time on my own. These sort of messing and wetting accidents where it wasn't entirely intentional but happened and you enjoyed the feeling anyway. Maybe that's a bit specific but things like that are just excellent to read! trekkie and Padded_girl 2 Quote Link to comment
tanin 224 Posted December 12, 2020 Share Posted December 12, 2020 12 hours ago, Vorashi said: These sort of messing and wetting accidents where it wasn't entirely intentional but happened and you enjoyed the feeling anyway. Maybe that's a bit specific but things like that are just excellent to read! Oh yes, it would be great to read about those experiences! Quote Link to comment
Nc-runner-guy 221 Posted July 25, 2021 Share Posted July 25, 2021 Wow! Thank you! Quote Link to comment
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