MemberApril 6, 2020 at 2:50 pm
When was the first time you messed? How was it? Tell your story below!
MemberApril 6, 2020 at 4:53 pm
I was with my mother when I was 3 we went to visit a neighbor and I know there was a girl that lived there I sorta liked her I remember having to pee so I asked to use the bathroom and the lady showed me where it was when I went into the bathroom I remember looking at the toilet and there on the seat was poop. I was dumbfounded about it and thought what would have happened if I had to poop and did not see it and had sat in it? Then in my little mind, I thought it must have been the girl that lived there that had put it there? Well after that happened I kept thinking about it and it just kept running through my mind and my love for girls and the poop started to merge in my mind. I kept fantasizing what would it feel like to sit in poop and what would it feel like if I ever pooped my pants so one day I was 14 I made up my mind i was going to do it so I put toilet paper in my panties and pulled up my pants and well the anticipation was wonderful I remember standing there in the bathroom and letting my poop slowly go in my pants and as it slid out into my panties I got this wonderful feeling like I was going to pee or something it was out of this world I was in a state of arousal and as I ran over to the toilet I exploded in my pants with a strong orgasm! It was at that point I knew poop was special and was my lover it was so deep in me I was in love with my shit and I have never looked back and now I crave a women’s brown gifts and crave her ass I was always sticking things up my ass like drumsticks and cigar tubes we share so many wonderful things together!
MemberApril 6, 2020 at 7:13 pm
It happened to me in 8th grade at school early in the day I felt an urge to poop come on quickly, being afraid of using the school bathroom, I thought I could hold it until I got home at the end of the day. In class just before lunch the urge got so strong I had to ask the teacher to let me use the restroom.
She let me go and as I was making my way to the restroom the urge got so strong and clenching my butt cheeks with all my might I just froze and my butt just relaxed involuntarily and quickly loaded my briefs under my corduroy pants in the hallway a few yards from the restroom.
I just stood there in shock as to what I just did. I then slowly walked like p penguin toward the restroom when the hall monitor rounded the corner and noticed my peculiar gait , approached me then the smell gave it away and she took me to the nurses office where she cleaned me up and stated that she had to put me in a diaper for the rest of the day so I would not have another accident. I went about the rest of the day diapered and removed it when I got home.
Between the feeling of relief, the rush that I got that turned me on and the diaper has contributed to my fetish.
MemberApril 15, 2021 at 1:14 am
When she took your pants down, did you have an erection? A similar thing happened to me when I was 13 at school. It was the sports mistress that had to change my pants. I had an erection as she was cleaning my bottom. She got me some pants from the lost property box.
MemberApril 14, 2020 at 2:54 pm
Outside of an occasional accident, mine go way back and I mean way back to 40-plus years ago. I had experimented with paper in my underwear because my little brother had issues and would push loads into has pants rather than use the toilet so I thought I’d give it a try but didn’t want the consequences of mum. When I was about 12 or 13, we had an encounter with the neiborhood bully who forced us to shit ourselves. The bully didn’t know it but I liked doing it. After that I experimented a bit more and even put on an old dark blue bathing suit that I used to piss and shit in after school, but still wore them with paper towels stuck in the seat.
Then one day in 1976 I took a walk as I always did in the woods near my house. My usual routine was to drop my draws and poop on the ground and then walk home. This time, however, I decided to pull the pants down, but keep my underwear on. I went my usual spot in the meadow where I pooped before, got down on the ground and pushed the biggest load into my underwear.
I was young and horny, hard as a rock, and came in my underwear. The feeling was so phenomenal, I thought I was going to pass out! I dumped the load on the ground and pulled up the dirty underwear without wiping.
I wore the underwear for the rest of the day then hid them in my closet so I wouldn’t get yelled at for having dirty underwear. I repeated the same incident many times afterwards and this became my go-to place for pooping for decades afterwards. Today I still enjoy an outdoors poop while taking a walk in the woods or while bike riding. These incidents became my blogs that I have documented over the years here and on WPB.
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MemberApril 22, 2020 at 3:44 pm
It was at school in an unoccupied bathroom. Tossed some TP into the underwear and just went. The enjoyment I got was amazing, especially since I kind of played a little punishment with it as I was doing a naughty thing. Ended up missing the bus. Then it wasn’t until about High Schoolish where I decided to try it again. Always pictured people with loads in their pants haha. So, before a shower, I just let my poop fall into my underwear and sat on it as though it was normal. Easily make me hard and from then on, when I was in enough privacy I would do it.
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AnonymousDeleted UserApril 25, 2020 at 2:41 pm
Walking home from school, 14ish, and a sudden fright as I nearly stepped into an uncovered hole in the ground. Filled my pants. The emotions, embarrassed, fearful, angry, funny, aroused! I walked home with this log that gradually worked its way forwards and rubbed my balls. An ejaculation followed without me touching. Never forgotten and sometimes relived for real walking home, as an adult. Naughty or what!!
MemberNovember 7, 2020 at 8:19 am
I pooed my pants at school not long after starting. Generally I would try and hold it rather than going for a poo in the school toilet so most days I would go home with slightly pooed pants, but on this occasion it was quite a bit worse and I remember being very aware of how I smelt and of how obvious it was. I don’t think I was changed as soon as I got home either as I have distinct memories of sitting watching tv and my sister going “you’ve pooed your pants” as though I didn’t know!
MemberNovember 27, 2020 at 8:35 pm
As a kid, I had a fascination with poop (not sexually like I do now) and one time on my way home from school, I was bursting to poop, so when i got home, I told my parents I had a lot of homework to do and went into my room. With my school uniform still on, I stood up tall and slowly started to relax my rectum. With one push, it slid into my pants and made the biggest tent ever, and to this date, it was the best pants pooping experience I’ve ever had. It hurt coming out, but it felt amazing. I sat down in it and quickly changed out of it. Since it was a super hard load, it was an easy clean up. This led to not only my pants pooping fetish, but also my fetish for preppy clothing.
MemberJanuary 8, 2021 at 10:36 am
I had a fascination for poop at an early age. I saw my friend do it in his pants in 5th grade and I was determined from then on to try to go in my pants. I was in 6th grade when I had my first “accident” in school. I had loose bowels and was playing in the school yard when I got pushed by another boy and it just came out. It was a soft mess and everyone laughed at me and called me names. I was embarrassed but took my licks and was sent home with messy pants. I guess after I became interested in boys my age and wanted to be close to them I began enjoying going #2 in my pants. I was 12 years old then and it gave me great sexual pleasure to have a load in my pants. I got home from school 2 hours before my parents so I had time to go in my pants. The first time I got in the house and dropped my school books on the table and went to my room where I took off all my clothes hurriedly except my underpants. Walked into my bathroom And shut the door. I stood up and looked out the window. I started to grunt and push on the turd. It came out slowly and I knew then it was going to be a long one. A snake like log. It was soft because I could feel it sliding between my cheeks as it exited my butt. It travelled downward and then all of a sudden it snapped off and went *PLOP* into my pants. OMG!, It felt so wonderful so I went over to the mirror and turned around to see the shape and damage to the underpants. I pulled my undies off to look at it. WOW!, I was so amazed of the size of it. It felt so good and my penis was rock hard. I was so happy I blurted out loud “I pulled it off, I shit my pants!” I put the top toilet seat down and sat right down in all that shit and ground it into my undies. I rolled back and forth in it and I started to stroke my penis and before I knew it I was masturbating. My first sexual pleasure with shit.
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MemberMay 1, 2021 at 8:38 pm
I know that exact heavenly pleasure the first time sitting in my pooped pants
MemberJanuary 14, 2021 at 7:42 pm
Countless times I remember going through parks or hotels impossible just a shirt abs d loaded diaper so up I wouldn’t get my loathes dirty.
But most vividly was when I was 6 In First grade, I was dying to go but the teacher wouldn’t let me because the Nd of day bell was going to ring soo. I had blue dickies in and a heavy coat that covered my butt. I was at the point that as soon as would take a step to leave I wourkd fill my fruit if the looms. We the bell rang and my pants were packed tight with shit. Them it forced its way between my legs and around my junk. I reached back to feel it and it was the size of my butt.I could hardly walk. It was obvious I shut my pants bad. Had to walk 5 blocks home with my friends and sister teasing me. I remember those new undies went right in the garbage.
MemberJanuary 16, 2021 at 8:47 am
The first time as an adult, I was about 25 and was shopping with my wife. Walking the high street I simply misjudged a fart! I can recal saying “I’ve done it in my pants”. She had a good laugh, bought me a new pair of pants and I changed in the public toilet. She made fun of that until I reminded her of the time she came home drunk and messed herself halfway up the stairs to the bathroom.
MemberJanuary 18, 2021 at 8:36 pm
My first time was an accident at the mall when I was about 14 on Black Friday. It was about 9 am so everyone who got there early was done shopping and quite a few women had to get there morning poops out including myself. I went and stood in line for a while and by the time I was next I was furiously desperate to both pee and poo I had farted quite a few times. Then I felt my load start to slip about and focused to hold it in but I released my grip on my pee and pissed all in my jeans. I started crying and the woman behind me put her arm on my shoulder to comfort me but I pushed her away and said no I’m pooping now. And I let go and my panties filled up squishing between my jeans and my cheeks I was slightly upset but as turned on. I hadn’t really found my way into it year although I have always been intrigued by pooping.
MemberJanuary 19, 2021 at 1:06 pm
I was almost 14 when it happened , typical start to it really , was going home estimated wrong and didnt get home in time and filled my pants , i paniced when i felt it goi8ng in , you know bad thing , but then i felt really good so i pushed it in. I dont think i would have repeated it however , even though i had my first unassisted orgasm walking home. The next day he basically told me to “go and have a walk” when i wanted to go to the bathroom. It became a part of my life to this day , 16 or so years later. I will forever be grateful for his help.
MemberJanuary 21, 2021 at 11:09 pm
Well I was fortunate enough to not have any accidents, and for the longest time, only panty pooping interested me. The first time I pooped my pants proper as an adult was once I started posting content on this site. Eventually the childhood memories of me pooping my pants on purpose when I was 4 and 5 came creeping bank in my head and I got the urge to see if I still enjoyed that. I just needed to buy a very tight pair of light colored skinny jeans to emulate my childhood experience of pooping too tight overgrown jeans.
The pandemic just started and I worked nights, so it was too difficult for me to get to a store, but I managed to squeeze in 20 minutes one day to rush shop a target for a pair of jeans.
Needless to say, getting through my 8 hr work schedule was very difficult,as I had a big load ready and was so excited to go home and fill them.
I actually didn’t even get all the tags off when I put them on to poop them that morning. At first I thought it’d be really difficult because I was only doing panty pooping at the time, but I was surprised at how easy it was to just let go and fill my jeans up.
In surprise honesty, I didn’t like it at first. It managed to smell way worse than any of my panty poops did, and the load was very big and soft my first time, and some it got outside my panties. I remember feeling like I wasted an opportunity to make a big bulging panty poop video by letting the load just smash up on my tight skinny jeans instead.
My second time pooping my pants was actually disasterous, as I ended up having an explosion of soft poop that bursted out my bottoms I was wearing and filled down my pant leg instead of filling my bikini bottom. It actually made for a great video on here in my uploads, but it wasn’t enjoyable at all for me. If that load actually would have stayed in my bottoms, it would’ve filled my bikini to the top and I would have had a way different opinion on pants pooping early on.
I made a few more videos, but it wasn’t until my orange mae overfill video that I REALLY started to enjoy it. I had an incredibly desperate 2 day load I could barely get home from work with I had to go so bad. It was super soft and took me over a minute of straight filling to get it all out. It was the first time I pooped my pants so full that it went up over the top the panties. It was also hands down one of the top three worst smelling pants poop I’ve had, that load would’ve cleared several rooms.
I attached a photo on here of the outcome of that pants poop…
MemberJanuary 22, 2021 at 5:35 pm
The first time I pooped my pants, I was 17. I was up late one night and had decided to try it.
What led to my decision to poop my pants was some incidents with a kid I knew at the time. He was my step-father’s friend’s son. I had heard about several incidents where he had pooped his pants. My mom made it sound like he enjoyed it because he would do it and then not say anything. I was never around to experience any of that, and I’m thankful because he was a brat.
But that first night I tried pooping myself? Been hooked ever since.
AnonymousDeleted UserJanuary 31, 2021 at 1:50 am
I was in my early 20s and we were out at a dance bar and the urge hit! So I go to the washroom and there’s one stall no door! So there’s no way I can go there! So I decide that I will walk home! Roughly a mile so I head home and omg the urge was unbelievable! I had never messed myself and I was very close to home when I said to myself hey why not ! So I let go! I’ll always remember how much I loved it! It was soft and a huge load ! Hot and running down my legs and it was so naughty! But I kept pushing it out and I was in shock at how much I loved it! It had run down the back of my legs into my shoes, I remember taking my time at that point and making sure I was finished! I absolutely loved it! I loved looking at my pants all dirty! It took another 15 years before I did it again!
MemberJanuary 31, 2021 at 4:08 pm
I was about 14 years old, I hated using the school toilets for pooing so if the urge occurred I would hold it, consequently I would often be desperate for a poo by home time. I guess this particular day I was more desperate than I thought and ended up completely filling my white y-fronts and grey school trousers before I got home. Thankfully both my parents worked and I had time to clean up before anyone was home, but the seed was sown and the rest as they say is history.
MemberJanuary 31, 2021 at 4:21 pm
I was just the same as philpantsuk in the comment above. About 12 or 13 years old and hated using school toilets and would find myself bursting on the way home from school … so ended up experiencing the buzz from desperation and then the release, in addition to the warmth, smell and feel of occasionally not quite getting there in time.
MemberMarch 14, 2021 at 12:42 pm
I thought I had posted this, but apparently I haven’t yet.
I was about 10. I was living on a farm where the adults would mostly talk about the animals.
Somewhere in there, I began experimenting. At first I would poop while holding the toilet paper under me to catch it. Usually it was kinda small, and firm, and sometimes I would even touch it with my finger.
Later, for reasons I don’t know, I began to wrap the poop in the tp, and I would put it into my panties, and look in the mirror to see the bulge.
A while later, I put the tp into my panties (like so many here), and pooped as I watched the bulge grow. As you can see, cleanup was never an issue.
I think I was 11 when I stopped using the TP.
MemberApril 8, 2021 at 6:26 pm
Same experiences with TP as pantiespooper above. Earliest memories of pooping my pants. I have a vague memory at 3 or 4 of playing with toys and pushing one out into my pants. I remember at around 7 or 8 years one time my best friend had diarrhea in his pants and then I pooped my pants because I felt left out. Around the same age we were playing in a kiddie pool then someone said there is poop in the pool. I didn’t realize it but I pooped my swim shorts. First time on purpose for pleasure was around 11 or 12 years old. Been doing it intentionally since then. Also its rare for me to go a day without some sort of shit stain or skidmark in my underwear from a near miss.
MemberApril 10, 2021 at 8:54 pm
First time ever I remember I was about 5/6 years old, and accidently did a big log in my pants when playing at home, I was so absorbed in the game I waited way too long and just suddenly started pooping in my pants. I was a bit shocked and remember walking around the upstairs of my house with the poo gently bouncing in my underwear!
First time deliberately I was about 12 or so, and did it in my pants while stood in the bathroom before emptying it into the toilet. I was very curious and wanted to know what it’d be like and decided to after months (if not longer than a year) of debating it.
First time in public, 14 or so in a green space near my home quite spontaneously while walking home from school, knowing I’d return to an empty house!
MemberMay 5, 2021 at 6:59 am
Ooo, more about that one when you were walking home, spontaneous accidents are the best!
MemberMay 8, 2021 at 2:08 pm
It’s really amazing how you look through these stories and bits and pieces of other peoples stories of how they got started mirror yours.
For me, i was up at our family’s weekend home probably when I was about 11 or maybe 12. I woke up one Saturday morning and inexplicably had wet skid tracks in the seat of my sweatpants. I’m imagining maybe I farted in my sleep but it was more than ‘just a fart’? I dunno. Either way, I got cleaned up quickly before my parents found out, but the incident stayed in the back of my mind and I think drove some curiosity.
Sometime within a few months I was home alone on a weekend afternoon and had this idea that I wanted to see what it would feel like to load my pants. I did what so many others on here did, I lined the seat of my briefs with toilet paper. I couldn’t really bring myself to do so standing up, but I sat down on the toilet without pulling my briefs down and successfully pooped in my tp-lined briefs. And to my surprise I kind of liked the way it felt. So I cleaned up and waited for the next opportunity I had, which didn’t take long as I was a latchkey kid, so one day during the following week when I got home from middle school I lined my briefs with toilet paper again.
The second time I tried it standing up and stood in front of my mothers full length mirror outside her closet. This second time I didn’t have the same hesitation as the first time and watched in the full length mirror as I loaded my tp-lined briefs with poop.
I think at that point I was fully hooked. The next time I didn’t line my briefs with TP. But because I lived with parents and was scared of being discovered, I threw the pooped-in briefs away. So from that point forward I used to ‘misplace’ a pair every now and then so I had a pair to load when I decided I wanted to. I probably swiped a pair every two weeks or so. Maybe my parents suspected, but they never said anything.
I know I’ve recounted most of this story before, but it wasn’t too long before I got up the nerve to poop my pants at school. I never did so in class, but rather right after the last class let out and I was about to walk home. My middle school didn’t have locking doors on the stalls, so I never would’ve pooped in the bathrooms there otherwise. After the last class let out if I felt I had a good one coming I’d go to the restroom, pee in the urinal, and drop a load in my pants. It was quite a rush to then step into the hallway, go to my locker, and head on my approximately 15 min walk back to my family’s apartment with a nice load in my pants. No doubt if anybody ever knew, I’d have been ridiculed, so I have to assume that I somehow escaped detection. Maybe the bulge in the back of my jeans wasn’t noticeable enough… I also did it in public a couple times at the mall, but most of my public pooping experience came starting in college and later.
Of course, it got tough early in college with having roommates in the dorms (although I still managed to do it a few times), my ability to poop my pants at my leisure greatly increased later in college, when I had a room to myself and then after college when I for the most part always had my own apartment (the best situation).
Although being married with kids I do not get much of an opportunity to indulge in this nowadays, i hope you enjoyed reading my recount down memory lane…
MemberMay 24, 2021 at 4:41 am
Nice! Same here.
MemberMay 18, 2021 at 4:49 pm
earliest I can genuinely remember is I used to not like to ask to go in school when I was a little kid, and the teachers used to complain to my parents because I would mess before I asked.
the earliest one from when I was old enough to know better was when I was in high school.. I needed a poo from noon but there was NO WAY i was going to use the school toilets to let it out, too embarrassing. so instead I held it in all day and then after school I had a 20 minute walk home. I got about halfway, but I just couldn’t hold it in anymore and even though I tensed and grabbed my bum even, it all came out in my pants in the middle of the street. I felt like I absolutely stank.. instead of going straight home I ended up waddling to the park nearest to my house which had some dirty public toilets, where I dumped the poo and the pants so my mum wouldn’t know what had happened.
MemberMay 22, 2021 at 2:11 pm
I’ve been peeing my pants (and makeshift diapers) for sensual and erotic pleasure since I was 13. The naughty thrill and amazing feelings of desperation and wetting myself like a little child were an accidental discovery right at puberty.
At first I never imagined pooping myself too. It seemed unimaginably messy and embarrassing. But I often role-played as a baby in diapers or a little boy having an accident as I wet, and I couldn’t help getting more and more curious about the other thing I did in my pants every day at that age. If this felt so good, how might that feel…
The day I tried it was inspired by a visiting year-old cousin, still in diapers of course and just learning to walk. I’d hardly ever been around babies before that day. She’d already boggled my young mind a bit by wetting through her diaper into her tights and not seeming to notice or care. Not long after her mom changed her she paused in the middle of the living room and did the thing I’d been trying to imagine doing at her age: she very visibly and obviously pooped herself, a couple of feet from me, surrounded by my entire family. We all saw her strain and her diapered bottom bulge out.
It was the most embarrassing thing I could imagine happening to anyone in public, but all the adults including my parents reacted with fond amusement, as if it was not just okay but adorable. No one said anything for a long time, even when she toddled unsteadily just afterwards and dropped right down on her bum in the straight-legged sudden sit that happens at that age. And then got up and did that again, and again, and again in the next few minutes. It was gross and funny and totally fascinating trying to imagine what it felt like. To poop in her pants and then sit in it until it was squished and spread everywhere. The most boggling thing was she kept playing and exploring around us happily, unconcerned by the state of her pants.
Her mom, my aunt, wanted to have a break and enjoy her drink and keep visiting, and pretended not to notice for quite a while, even as the scent of dirty diaper trailed her around the room. Finally she scooped my cousin up and changed her on a mat in the middle of the floor. It was even messier than I could have imagined, and my aunt laughed at the disbelieving look on my face. “I’ve seen you in dirtier diapers than that,” she said. And I knew it was probably true because she’d looked after me a lot when I was a baby.
For the next few days I couldn’t stop thinking about the whole scene, and how I’d done it so many times, and what it must have felt like. For some reason I had to know, and I knew I was going to try it. The first day I had time alone I dressed myself up in two snug pairs of underwear to simulate a diaper. I went and stood in the exact spot where my little cousin had pooped herself. And then, with an incredible thrill of taboo and curiosity and anticipation, I pushed just enough to get things started. I let my body take over and didn’t stop it from happening, just the way I pictured doing it as a baby. It felt amazing coming out in slow motion, all by itself. Passing the point of no return, meeting the resistance of my “diaper” and pants, pushing warmly back against me and spreading out across my bottom.
I understood why my little cousin didn’t mind how it felt.
And then I went for the whole experience. I dropped down on my bottom right into it like she had. The squish and spread of it into embarrassing places was amazing. I did it multiple times, and sat and rocked and wiggled in my poop like I must have done so many times as a toddler.
I have never wondered since that day why babies rarely cry to be changed. The only time my cousin was upset had been when she was interrupted to be put in clean pants.
I wasn’t expecting what a turn on this experiment, adventure and game was going to be. I pleasured myself like a very big boy that day while squishing in my poopy pants like a very little one. I did it a bunch of times after that, trying out all kinds of poopy diaper and poopy pants scenarios and positions. And I still do occasionally… sometimes while thinking of that very first time.
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