As a teenager in a care home, I was dirty most days. Comments from the carers included:
Do you need the toilet?
Are your pants dirty?
Have you pooed yourself?
Get to the toilet now!
Have you got a dirty bottom?
I think you need changing.
Are you messy?
Have you done it in your pants again?
Bend over, I need to check you pants.
Are you sure you wiped yourself properly?
There must have been more, but I was always so embarrassed and ashamed especially when it was in front of other children.
I was approaching the toilet block on Tredegar of a large car park. As I went in the main door I messed myself. There was an attendant cleaning and I was asked ‘are you ok, have you soiled your pants?’
I sure did and it was an awesome and large load too for a change!
As I sat in my chair browsing the web, I pulled my legs up and crossed them. I had the urge to go before, but didn’t want to drop this into the toilet. I then pushed out a nice log into my pants. I usually do tiny bits at a time, but this was too nice to do that to and it filled them right up. I then stood up and pushed some more! Yes, another nice log came out and then another. Thinking about it now, I should have done tiny bits first and enjoyed that, but I’ll have to wait for the next opportunity to arrive.
But all and all what a great load which I am sitting in right now making my room a bit stinky. It’s a good thing I can open the windows and let in some fresh air because no one is home right now and I can remove the stink before they arrive.