MemberNovember 9, 2020 at 8:30 am
I pooed my pants often as a kid, in fact I probably soiled on a daily basis till I was about 13 or 14, sometimes more severely than others. One occasion I remember particularly vividly is being in a supermarket with my mum and younger sister when I was about 7 or 8. After a few minutes in there I suddenly needed to poo, couldn’t hold it back, and filled my pants. It was a big hard poo and my mum made me take off my jumper and tie it round my waist so that the bulge wasn’t visible. I remember following her around looking glum and feeling so ashamed and smelly.
MemberNovember 11, 2020 at 8:54 am
I had some incidents where it came out of me in liquid form preceded by severe cramps. On one occasion, I was at a Sears and Roebuck when it hit me. Another time I did it just because and was told that wasn’t nice. I was about 11 when I did that. When I was 12, I started pants pooping on a dare, and then it developed from there.
MemberNovember 11, 2020 at 12:46 pm
Yeap i used to poop my pants a lot as kid. I used to hide my pooped underwear for the next time, and add more poop in them
MemberNovember 15, 2020 at 7:13 am
I am very similar. I had a thing about using the toilets at school and would often sit desperately needing to go rather than use them.
A couple of times at least I pooed my pants in class. It also happened on family holidays and the whole thing developed into a fetish.
MemberNovember 15, 2020 at 5:07 pm
Ich habe mir auf einer Klassenfahrt der 2. Klasse (unfreiwillig) eingekackt. Zwei Tage später auf der selben Fahrt eingepullert. Später immer mal wieder.
Als ich 15 war hab ichs nicht mehr bis nach Hause geschafft. Die Hose war echt voll (aber vorne trocken, pissen musste ich nicht) und das auf einer belebten Straße. Zu Hause hab ich mir dann das erste Mal in meinem Leben einen runter geholt. Damit entwickelte sich die Sache zu einem Fetisch…
MemberNovember 15, 2020 at 10:25 pm
Used to in school when very young. Remember one time in kindergarten and one time in grade 1. I used to hold it then. Don’t know why. The time in kindergarten was most memorable because I was sitting on the floor, and my ass just shot about a couple inches off the ground. It was hard and long. Can’t remember what happened next though. Like how I dealt with it. The concept of embarrassment I don’t think had struck me yet.
Grade 1 I can’t remember too well.
MemberNovember 18, 2020 at 3:06 am
I was in secondary school about 13, and did not want to do the cross country running the next day. The next morning I faked that I was not well, but mum said it would were off when I got to school. I was frustrated so I got dressed and still played ill. I went towards the door said I felt sick, I bent over and messed my pants on purpose. It worked didn’t go to school that day!
MemberNovember 18, 2020 at 6:04 am
Yeah, pooped my pants at school before, at a babysitters house as well, also use to borrow my grandma’s diapers and poop in them as well.
Don’t really remember much after that as far as school goes.
And probably about how I got into this sort of thing, sit I always liked pooping my pants or diaper and sitting in it.
And both times was someone else’s fault, school’s not allowing bathroom breaks during something during recess or something, and stupid babysitter for not letting me leave the table for whatever reason and I do know she also checked the back of my pants to see if I pooped them or not and do remember they took me to the bathroom and used baby wipes on me and put me in diaper.
Can’t say I liked the babysitter since they were a bit mean in general.
Although wouldn’t really really mind if someone checked to see if I poop my diapers now anyway.
MemberNovember 19, 2020 at 10:49 am
I did up until I was 15. It was due to encopresis – where you hold, maybe for days at a time, because you don’t want to use the bathroom. I’d poop my pants 3-4 times a week and I started to enjoy it. Loved the warmth and the soft squishy feeling. I still do!
The real crossover for me was in early puberty. I’d have to wash my underwear in the bathroom sink before it could go in the laundry. That meant I was handling it more and started to play with it in new ways.
On top of that I always wanted to go back into nappies so have always been a DL. Now I can poo my pants or nappy whenever I like especially due to working from home this year.
I loved pooing my pants at school, usually on the walk home. Always happy to chat to others about similar experiences.
MemberNovember 19, 2020 at 1:24 pm
i started pooping my pants about age 9. in my defence the first time was a genuine accident,just felt so good i could never stop
MemberNovember 26, 2020 at 12:29 am
I did it once as a child when I was 6 wearing briefs and my mom was furious. It felt so good though.
In my teenage years, I was known for my farts and constantly farting. People would always joke that I would shit my pants one of these days. I decided to try it when I was 15 and it felt so weird and wrong. It happened by accident a few times after that, including during a fraternity farting contest but I was too drunk to care. It was in my early to mid 20s that I started doing it on purpose again and I’ve done it ever since, mostly in private. Did it on purpose in public once which was a thrill, and on accident once. Whenever I take a break from doing it, the first time I always get that overwhelming “this is so wrong”, “I am such a pig” feeling and I LOVE it now.
MemberNovember 26, 2020 at 11:30 pm
I definitely did and have several memories of it, but I guess I did it so often and it was so bad that when my parents do that thing where they tell embarrassing childhood stories to get a rise out of you during your teenage years, when they brought up how I’d poop my pants so much, you’d actually instantly see their face and hear their tone go from joking to angry and annoyed, lol. So I definitely traumatized my parents with it….
And I believe it. As a 4 year old, I had quite a few pair of very outgrown jeans that my mother hadn’t put in the hand-me-down pile yet. I have memories of struggling to squeeze them on and buttoning them up, and how when I pooped my pants with them on, I just loved the sensation of feeling the load completely engulf every inch of my backside, since the tightness of the jeans forced the loaf to spread up, rather than sag my undies down. (I do think this is why I enjoy pooping in skinny jeans now, as an adult… )
But yeah, as you can imagine, this must’ve been an absolute nightmare for my parents to clean up. And funny enough, just like it’s my kink now to do multi-loads, I apparently would do this as a child too. Imagine a baby with a diaper they filled so much that it goes up over the top… Except a potty trained child with jeans on doing that… Yup, I was not a good child in that regard, lol.
MemberNovember 28, 2020 at 2:38 pm
I can’t actually remember a time throughout all my school years not pooping my pants on purpose as often as I could 🤔💩 not sure if I’ll ever not have the urge to crap in my underpants/nappies. Might actually start doing so on a permanent basis so as to keep people from coming too close to me 🤔💩 not even joking
MemberDecember 1, 2020 at 11:00 am
I had quite a few accidents all through childhood, usually because I just didn’t want to stop whatever I was doing to break for the toilet. As a result, I was regularly holding until very desperate, and needless to say, I often ended up either wetting or messing my pants.
By the age of 12, I had started to do it deliberately, but only privately at home, though I did still have very occasional genuine accidents, most memorably as a 14 year old playing football in a PE lesson. Nobody actually noticed during the game, though I was found out back in the changing room afterwards, when one boy shouted out that I had crapped my pants, and everyone started to laugh. It was probably the most embarrassing time of my life, but now I get horny when I think back to it, and needless to say, I’ve continued to enjoy this fetish ever since.
Sadly, I’ve only ever indulged in this fetish on a solo basis, but I would love to find a similar guy that enjoys the same for some mutual soiling in the Manchester / Sheffield area.
MemberJune 22, 2021 at 7:41 pm
Like your story, mines very similar- not from your area but from Cardiff would be open to a chat
MemberDecember 10, 2020 at 5:45 pm
I pooped my pants in both kindergarten and 1st grade as well. Most of the time though I dealt with constipation, not a lot of opportunities for shitting oneself there. The memory is rather vague, but I remember one morning hiding in my closet to try to skip school, I remember I had both pissed and shit myself then for some reason lol. Other than that, I would for sure shit myself a few times a year every fall/winter when I caught a really bad cold or the flu. I was infamous for getting ill every flu season, save for a lucky few.
MemberDecember 12, 2020 at 4:48 am
My memories of doing so consist of being in daycare. I was playing with some toys and I felt the urge to go and I filled my diaper without a second thought as you do when you were little. I guess it developed into a thing when I got older becuase to this day I get almost a childish bliss for filling the diapers I wear. The smell of baby powder and my own mess as my diaper begins to sag makes me feel really good 😁. I totally understand it’s a taboo thing which I indulge in my own time.
Bonus pic of me in a nice and full diaper ❤️
MemberDecember 12, 2020 at 12:15 pm
I always did and I always hid it. When i was young, 5 or 6 I would guess, I remember vividly having this green pair of kid breifs. I would keep them at the bottom of my hamper. Everytime I needed to poop i would grab them, make sure no one was watching, and slink off the bathroom across the hall put them on and fill em up! I was always very secretive. I’m sure my mom knew. I would end up in psychologists offices and I always got the sense they were trying to pry this secret out of me. I never cracked. 6! And I didn’t crack. I knew it was wrong, and I knew I loved it and i was going to protect it at all costs. As i got older i’d hand wash my undies and hang them to dry in my closet and put them in the wash after they were dry. The first wet dream i had when I was 12 or 13 involved me pooping my pants…then it got tied to sex and masturbation. It took many years before i revealed to to any of my partners. Now I have a wife that is no holds barred in the bedroom and joins me in my craziness. She doesn’t love it. But she doesn’t mind it. And I love her for it. She even tolerates me being messy around the house when the kids aren’t here. I never knew how powerful acceptance is. And she protects my secret as fiercely as if it were her own. I love doing it to this day….this very moment in fact.
MemberDecember 24, 2020 at 10:26 pm
I’ve posted this story before on another thread on here, but it’s my most vivid memory of pooping my pants on purpose at an inappropriate age. When I was 4, probably closer to 5 years old, I managed to sneak on my too tight overgrown light denim blue jeans before a family outing to a pizza play place. Because I was having so much fun there, I withheld my poop all day, and once I got home I was still hyper and was playing with my little sister, continuing to ignore my bathroom urges even though I was home, and I guess all the pizza and soda made me gassy and caused me to shart really bad in my jeans. I instantly could tell the shart messed up my undies, so I just had a fuck it moment and completely filled my pants right in front of my little sister. I remember her watching knowing what I was doing and thinking it was funny I was pooping my pants on purpose. I instantly regretted it after because I guess I didn’t know just how bad I had to poop, and to say I pooped my pants was an understatement. Remember, I was wearing jeans several sizes too small. My entire bottom was covered, sagging, going up out the top, down the legs, seeping through the fabric, the whole works. I completely ruined those jeans for my little sister to ever wear and obviously I ruined the underwear I was wearing too. My parents were PISSED. Definitely one of the top times I was afraid of getting yelled at as a child because I knew I was in BIG trouble.
MemberDecember 26, 2020 at 6:17 am
I can remember an experience when I was around eleven or twelve years old. My parents took me on a bike tour. I had to poop urgently before we left, but since we had an appointment and we were already late, I couldn’t go to the toilet. During the bike tour the pressure became more and more uncomfortable. I definitely didn’t want to poop anywhere outside so I was brave and kept going. At some point I couldn’t go any longer and a turd slowly pushed its way into my pants. I was so embarrassed. In addition, I was terrified that someone would notice something. Since I was wearing these tight-fitting (you can`t hide anything) 90s-style bike shorts at the time, I also feared that someone might see my mishap… In retrospect, I think that this experience created a certain curiosity and enthusiasm for this kinky fetish.
MemberDecember 26, 2020 at 1:46 pm
Yeah since I was 10/11 – lots of true stories on here from me 😘
MemberJanuary 24, 2021 at 6:34 am
In middle school I had a fear of falling in the toilet as I was teased at an early age on it at school. So I would hold back my poop at the first morning break. Then after lunch one day I accidented a long one into my pants . It felt GOOD. So from that day on I held on to my shit so I could manipulate when I would do it. I got used to holding back my shit as much as a day or two then when the opportune moment hit at school I would release my bowels into my pants. It always felt so good coming out and snapping off to go PLOP into my pants. I would silently say to my self ..I PULLED IT OFF…I SHIT MY PANTS!. Then one day I did one that was soft and I found out what pleasure there was in sitting down in it. Mashing and squishing my shit all over my bum and up my crack. That’s when I would get caught by another student or a teacher because it would stink and there would be external stains. Then I did it in the classroom in front of the teacher. EEEW, that didn’t go over very well. She wasn’t expecting a 6th grader to be shitting in his pants deliberately.
MemberJanuary 25, 2021 at 1:08 pm
I was clean up to the age of 11 when I changed schools. The school toilets were in a block in the corner of the playground, far away from the main building. On the first day, I went in there during break, but there were several older boys smoking and generally being bullies so I walked back out without going.
By lunchtime, I was already a bit wet having held myself when it got a bit urgent and I really needed a poo as well, so as soon as the bell went for the end of class, I rushed over to the toilet block and tried to get in and out as quickly as possible.
I presumably hadn’t wiped properly, so when I got home (I lived in a care home) I was quite uncomfortable and one of the carers noticed. She asked me if I needed the toilet, which I denied. A while later, she again noticed me rocking in my seat, trying to get comfortable. She marched me off to the bathroom and told me to sit on the toilet. I saw that my pants had big skidmarks so I tried to hide them but she noticed and asked me if I had messed myself, which I again denied. She pulled the front of my pants and shouted at me: “You’ve shit your pants, haven’t you.” There was no point in arguing, even though I’d not actually messed myself, only failed to wipe properly.
She continued to check me every day after that, leading me to try to stop using school toilets so I didn’t get marks in my pants. Although that worked sometimes, I ended up doing if in my pants on the way home with increasing regularity. I started hiding pants or throwing them away if they were really bad, leading to lots of punishment, being shamed in front of others and being teased.
Many more recollections if anyone is interested, both about me and other kids, at school and in the care home.
MemberJanuary 25, 2021 at 2:37 pm
I used to (and still do hahaha) hide in my closet to poop in my pants. My parents even said that one time I did it, after I cleaned up I went right back to the closet and pooped my pants again😂 Lord knows why, but to this day I enjoy hiding behind things (doors, trees, etc) to poop in my skinny jeans. It adds to the naughtiness…going to purposefully hide behind something so people can’t see you purposefully poop your pants because you think it feels good…yes.
MemberJanuary 28, 2021 at 8:54 pm
I have an older and younger sibling, both within a year or so of my age, who also pooped their pants past potty training age, although I think theirs were actual accidents, where mine were deliberate because I had a fascination with it.
Both of them would have accidents very inconveniently, which is why I’m sure they were accidents. The vivid memories I have of my younger sister doing it are two different occasions. One was before we were about to go to a public swimming pool, we were at my grandma’s house and within minutes of getting this bright hot pink one piece swimsuit on, my younger sister absolutely destroyed it by taking a massive dump in it. I remember it so well because of the contrasting color visual of the hot pink mixed with the abrupt chabfe to brown mixed with the protruding bulge in the bottom of her swimsuit. I guess the adults with us managed to clean and rinse it fast enough that there was no staining, so she actually still wore the swimsuit to the pool, which is super gross looking back, but that’s the early 90s for you….
The other time was at the zoo, which had a long walkway from the parking lot to the entrance. My poor mother planned for us to wear these cloth sun dresses, all neon colored. I remember walking to the entrance, running ahead of everyone because I was excited for the zoo, and then being called to come back because my family was abruptly walking back to the car. I was confused for about one second once I saw my younger sister holding hands with my mom and walking at a fast pace, and then I noticed the dark green seeping wet mark on the back of my sisters turquoise dress. Apparently my sister got diarrhea or just had a very loose bowel movement she couldn’t hold and it was so dramatic that it seeped through her dress. I remember she was young enough that my parents didn’t punish her or make her feel bad about it. They even told my other sisters that she got diarrhea from eating too many blueberries from our blueberry patch lol. Fun side note about that…. That incident actually made child me afraid of blueberries because I thought if I ate them, I’d immediately poop my pants by accident with diarrhea. Unfortunately for me, because I was such a problem child who pooped my pants on purpose, the occasions where I had legit accidents, I still got in trouble, because it was assumed on purpose. Very traumatizing, but thats a story for another day!
Now with my older sister, I only have one memory, but I wish I had more because my older sister was an absolutely insufferable sibling growing up. She was the epitome of a snotty know-it-all bratty little girl, so anytime she got in trouble, it was oddly satisfying for my younger sister and I to see her get her comeuppance. So back when my older sister was in first grade, my school had a Christmas concert that was 12 days of Christmas themed. My older sister got picked to be part of the group of whatever fucking day in that song includes ballerinas or dancing women. This meant my snotty sister got to dress up as a ballerina and was given a fluffy tutu skirt, the works. These were costumes the school either bought or had some dance studio donate to them. Leading up to the concert, my sister was absolutely insufferable at home and was acting out every ridiculous over the top trope 90s era cartoons and movies portrayed ballerinas as. This includeded her trying to give my younger sister and I lessons which we fucking hated and would always end up getting in trouble from because my asshole older sister would start crying and get in a fight with us when my younger sister and I would try to nope the fuck out of there. Needless to say, we were excited for the ballerina bullshit to run its course…
So the night of the concert I remember sitting in the bleachers with my mom and aunt and a teacher comes over to my mom and says something and then my mom suddenly had to leave abruptly after explaining the situation to my aunt. We were confused because my mom was clearly really angry. About 20 min later we see my mom stomping around in the general chaos near the stage area with a dress in her hand. The concert hadn’t started yet, so it wasn’t like super distracting or disrupting, as other parents were shuffling in, but obviously my younger sister and I noticed. Bring nosey kids my younger sister asked my aunt why my mom had another dress with her and my aunt trying to get us to shut up and be quiet finally told us that it was because our older sister had an accident and pooped her pants. Now I don’t know exactly how bad my sister pooped this full on ballerina get up, but I guess it was bad enough that she ruined the tutu, so you can assume it was a pretty heavy accident. Mind you, the costume was full on pale pink. So as sibling rivalry would have it, it was EXTREMELY satisfying to have the visual of my bratty sister crying in a room full of other girls she has to see in school everyday, with a shit blown out ballerina costume that she ruined to the point of a teacher needing to find my mom in a crowded audience to inform her she needs to change clothes completely. To top it off, whoever was in charge didn’t want the play to not have the correct number of ballerinas, so my dumbass sister still had to go out there and do her dumb routine in completly different clothes then everyone else around her. She stook out like a sore thumb. Maybe she did have an accident for real, but my mom didn’t handle the embarrassment well, because I remember my older sister getting yelled at hardcore for it once we all got back home. I’m not sure if she got bullied for it at school, maybe she managed to hide it, but she definitely got bullied by me and my younger sister. We called her poop ballerina, and “pooperina” behind her back and anytime we caught her watching anything ballet related on TV, we’d hide in another room and make a bunch of fart noises to piss her off. Best comeuppance ever.
Anyways yes, I know that post was long, but I had fun recalling these memories!
MemberJanuary 30, 2021 at 10:57 am
Yes, but not till I was like 11 or 12. Stumbled upon it by accident, of course, like many of us.
MemberFebruary 14, 2021 at 6:33 am
I forgot to mention in my post, I also soiled myself in the seventh grade and I spent the rest of the day hiding in the bathroom, skipping the rest of my classes until the final bell rang once the school day was over. Not the most comfortable bus ride home, I’ll tell you that.
MemberFebruary 15, 2021 at 1:43 pm
Yeah, I did poop in my pants a couple times when I was 8 or 9. I got put over a knee and spanked every time I did.
MemberFebruary 21, 2021 at 7:48 pm
First time was on a long solo road trip home from college. The topic of accidents came up with some friends some time ago but had made me a little curious. The rest is history.
MemberMarch 1, 2021 at 3:27 pm
I can vividly remember that first ever pants pooping accident in the middle of my first year of school and I am going to be honest I didn’t take it too well at all especially when I was having to be helped by the teacher to slowly waddle out of the classroom and past all the others in the class and by the time she’d finally got me to the toilets I couldn’t even speak properly as I had become so distressed by the embarrassment of just having completely diarrhoead myself and it took over an hour to finally get me cleaned up properly only to be then shown a pair of really noisy, semitransparent locking plastic pants and told that I was now going to lift up my feet one at a time to put my feet into the elasticated leg holes and then they were pulled right up over my backside and the waistband tightened up and locked in place then I was made to go back to class and have the piss taken out of me having accidentally gone to the toilet in my underpants and everyone could see what I was wearing underneath the yellow nylon shorts I was made to wear after my trousers were all covered with very smelly yellow diarrhoea and within the next hour I was once again been practically carried out of the classroom with shit running right down the back of my legs as Id obviously came down with a very bad case of diarrhoea and very suddenly my little mind was totally ruined as was my social life as nobody would be seen playing with the shitty pants boy and I spent the next few years trying to get back in with the popular kids and was usually shot down immediately by one of the other lads telling me to”f##k off and shit yourself” which I actually did once even though I knew I was going to be bullied for having deliberately shitting my underpants and everyone laughed at the sight of me doing so pretty badly too 💩👖😭😭😭😭😭😭 anyhow just one of far too many completely humiliating pants shitting episodes of which I will admit never really got any less frequent of an occurrence for me to be accidentally crapping myself with fairly good regularity all the way up until I left senior school….
MemberMarch 20, 2021 at 10:50 pm
yes i did,in my defense my first pants poop was a real genuine accident! just felt so good i could never stop.
AnonymousDeleted UserMarch 23, 2021 at 4:29 am
Very much so. Once I’d had my first real accident walking home from school it became a regular thing. I’m 69 now and still doing it, mostly into panties as they feel naughtier.
MemberApril 3, 2021 at 10:43 am
I got myself constipated A LOT as a kid and was a chronic holder of my poop. In truth I would rather not have pooped in either the toilet or my pants because the solid, thick poop hurt me to push out and I would do anything to avoid having to ‘go’. My usual trick when I got the urge to poop was to hole up someplace quiet, cross my legs tightly, squat down a little and lean against a wall until the hurty poo feeling subsided. It infuriated my dad who when he was home always seemed to know if I’d gone off to hide and hold back. He’d come and find me, roughly pull me against him and forcibly part my legs. He’d then smack my bottom while admonishing me for being naughty or a bad boy and threaten me with a trip to the doctors if I didn’t go to the toilet properly for him in my pants ‘right now’. I hated having to stand with him and try really hard to go knowing he was watching me turn bright red and glassy eyed from straining and crying because my butt hurt both inside from the constipation issues and outside from the smack he’d given me. I knew if I didn’t manage to load my undies I’d be hauled off to receive a suppository across his lap and have to stay there until my pants were filled. Either way the seat of my pants would end up eventually weighed down with a huge, solid, stinky mess and my butt would be stinging from the spanking I got for holding in the first place. I always promised to be a good boy in future and to go poopoo without acting up as soon as I needed to but it never lasted long! Oh well, such is life!!
MemberJuly 13, 2021 at 6:14 am
I don’t remember any conscious witholding, but in the opinion of my parents I was a persistently constipated kid. And the suppository was their weapon of choice. Unlike Damien’s father though they never encouraged me to dirty myself – my earliest memories include mum reprimanding me for the “ghastly mess” in my pullups/knickers and being told that not doing the dooh on the potty was “just foolish”.
MemberJuly 16, 2021 at 10:26 pm
I did it as a kid and still do it now that I’m technically an adult. I starting pooping my pants after school when I was 7. First it was by accident, but then I just kept doing it. I remember my mom and dad telling me I had to do it in the toilet after the first week or two. I wanted to be good, so I used the toilet again until I got sick with the runs and went back to pooping my pants. When my diarrhea was over, I just kept going in my pants.
When I was 11 I did it in front of a group of other kids for the first time. We were at a public park with our whole family for my cousin’s birthday. I was playing in the sandbox with some younger kids, maybe like 6-8 years old, and I had to go. My mom was sitting at a picnic table with my aunt and watching me and I could tell she knew what I was about to do. I remember blurting out “I have to go poop” to a few of the boys, then standing up and bending my knees. My mom got up and tried to get to the sandbox to stop me but it was too late because I pooped my pants and had pee soaking down my leg.
All the kids were watching me but before any of them could say anything, mom grabbed my arm and took me to the bathroom with my dad right behind us. After dad cleaned me up we went home and I got sent to my room for 15 minutes. But it was the most exciting thing I’d ever done in my life. I had a few more times where I pooped myself in front of other kids and it was always exciting and humiliating.
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