Until recently, I was never particularly taken with the idea of wetting or pooping in my underwear, probably due to the fact that I don’t enjoy feeling dirty, and also because I associated accidents with being sick (which originated from a few unhappy childhood incidents). Then one day it all changed – when I met my boyfriend, who introduced me to a new world of fun. From the beginning, he was very open about his enjoyment of messing and wetting, and he encouraged me to try it for myself. At first, I was hesitant, but gradually I started to warm up to the idea until eventually I decided to give it a go.
That day, I waited until I needed to go quite urgently, and when I couldn’t hold it any longer, I went into the bathroom, shut the door, and stood in the bathtub in a pair of white underwear. I closed my eyes and almost immediately felt a wet warmth running down my legs. It went on for at least forty seconds before trickling to a stop, and the relief was absolutely amazing. I then started to push gently and, with very little effort on my part, my poop began to make its way out. It wasn’t quite solid – not loose or runny by any means, but not solid either – so it came out with a distinctive crackling sound. The smell of it soon filled the air thickly and nastily. “Phew, that stinks,” I said under my breath. I hadn’t expected it to be quite so bad, but I knew that sometimes what is natural isn’t pleasant, and that there’s nothing we can do about it. In spite of that, I was beginning to see how enjoyable wetting and dirtying could really be.
When I had let everything out, I stood still for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of my big load and my wet underwear. This wasn’t at all how I thought it would turn out – this was far better and exceeded all my expectations. Suddenly a thought occurred to me. I don’t know what made me do it, but I decided to put my hand over the poop in the back of my underwear and squish it. That really felt good! I knew that the cleanup would be long and messy, but it was all worth it.
When I’d finished, I took off my dirty underwear and threw them in the bin, then climbed into the shower to freshen up. Since that day, I’ve wet and pooped myself many more times, and I’ve never looked back since!