So I feel bad admitting this, and I know I’m not the only one who does this on this site, but I have a guilty pleasure of reading support forums for digestive related disorders that cause people to have poop accidents.
I read them for the public pants pooping stories. Well, in their case, their public accidents. I get really turned on anytime I read a story about an adult man having an accident in public. Unfortunately I’ve read most of the ones on here, and no offense to the diaper lovers, but it’s not my thing, so I enjoy the support forum stories more because the men posting in them wear normal underwear.
Funny enough, even though we are the ones with the fetish, the people on these support forums are SUPER detailed and eleqoant with their words when describing their shameful experience. It’s like reading a novel sometimes.
I’ve read everything from men shitting their pants at work, in traffic, etc. My favorite is finding ones who do it on a first date, or my personal favorite was one guy who shit his pants super bad in escape room.
I know it’s REALLY terrible that I enjoy reading other people’s misfortunes, but I can’t be the only one who does this, lol.
As I’ve shared with some of my friends here my ex has IBS and has accidents. She would ask me to run into a store to buy clothes or once pet pads or even more creative options. She’d also ask me to help her clean up. About two years before we split up she noticed my body’s reaction when we didn’t make it home in time for her. After that she admitted not all of her accidents were real accidents.
Yes, she had a fetish along with the IBS.
I’ve wondered how many with these digestive issues have come to embrace them or some degree have a fetish related to their condition.
In fact Friday afternoon my ex was close by for business and had an accident after her client took her out for lunch.
Without sharing too much my partner is ok with her stopping by and knows about her IBS. What she doesn’t know is the fetish my ex and I share. Even though I’m not sexually attracted to my ex any more, I have to admit that anxious curiosity was definitely there and she made sure her body language was transmitting on my frequency so to speak.