Last year I was visiting family down in Devon. I hadn’t had an accident for a while and wasn’t planning on having any “accidents” either while I was down there as I was going to be with family the whole time anyway.
Well, if you’ve read my other stories (please do) you’ll know that I’m on a mission to get a prolapsed incontinent hole (msg if you can help) and, as such I’m very loose, and I’m fully aware I’ll need diapers soon…
Anyway, I had walked into town done some shopping and was walking back to Granny’s house. The walk is up hill but only about 15 mins or so, she was going to be home when I got back too. Now, if you’ve read a few of my more recent stuff, you’ll know that stairs aren’t my friends…. Turns out, hills aren’t either!
As I started to go up the hill I could feel a pressure building with each step. I presumed it was just a fart so I thought nothing of it and carried on walking up the busy pavement. Then, suddenly, I just felt soft shit coming out my loose hole… Wtf ! There was nothing I could do about it, I couldn’t clench or anything, so I just resigned myself to the decent amount of poo now just falling into my underwear. People were walking by, idk if they noticed the smell or not, I was certainly walking funny. I was torn between being mega turned out I’d literally shit myself against my will and then being mega nervous that Granny was at home waiting for me to get back
What if she met me at the door? How would I get past her with an ass now covered in shit cos it was being squished everywhere with the walk up hill?
Luckily when I got back I was able to go straight upstairs, when I took off my pants in the bathroom the mess was intense and it took a lot of toilet paper to clean it. Then, as I couldn’t give shitty pants to Granny to wash, I had to scrub them in the sink and hide them in my luggage so she wouldn’t find them.
A very very close call!