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  • A story - pooping my pants in front of a drunk girl

    my roomate and I share an apartment. We're both 28 and single guys. He doesn't know I poop my pants and I try to be very discrete when doing it.

    I knew he was gonna be out last night, Saturday night, and I'd been saving up my load all day. I went out with some friends and then came back around midnight. I knew he wouldn't be back till 3 or 4, so I decided to have some pants-pooping fun.

    I threw on some old underwear and some old jeans, smoked a joint, put on a movie, and relaxed. I could feel my poo pressing against my butt, it was right there, but I just sat back and relaxed - let it come naturally.

    I was teasing myself, pushing the poo out and then back in, when I heard the key in the door and my roomate walks in with two girls - one in a tight red dress, blonde, and her friend in tight black spandex pants, with black hair. They were both in their late twenties and super drunk.

    My roomate introduced me to both of them. I went to make them both a drink and spoke to my roomate, who said to take care of the one with the black hair, as he was gonna take her friend to his bedroom, just off the hallway.

    I took the drink back to the girl with the black hair and we made some casual conversation. All this time I was thinking to myself "you have to find an opportunity to poop yourself in front of this beautiful girl!" Those spandex pants were driving me wild and we were both pretty drunk and stoned.

    We were sitting on the couch, chilling out, listening to music. I rolled another joint that we started to smoke and I gently lifted my ass off the seat and starated playing that back-and-forth game with my poo. There may have been a slight fart-like odour, but the smell of the smoke did a good job of masking it.

    Now's my chance, I thought to myself.

    I stood up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water for me and her, and as I was filling up the water, I gave a slight push and a small size turd went into my underpants. I pushed more and the day's load, a few big, fat, solid pieces of shit, slid out into my underwear. It smelled like shit.

    I came back to the sofa, offered her a drink, and stood up next to her, talking, watching the movie. She was a little out of it since she was drunk, but the area started to smell like fresh shit. As I was speaking to her I bent my knees and pushed for all I was worth. My face turned red and some farts came out with some more mushy shit. The girl became quiet and I just stood there.

    Uh, it smells in here, she said. It smells like shit.

    She stood up and headed towards our bathroom. I followed her and went in after her. We were both standing there, in the bathroom, with the door open. We started speaking again and it really reeked inside, like shit.

    I told her I had to go to the bathroom and would she mind if I went while she stood there? She gave me a really weird look and stood there for a bit. I didn't hesitate. I went to stand in front of the toilet, pulled down my jeans but not my underwear, and stood in front of the toilet with just my underwear on. The load was fully visible and I was wearing white underwear. I whipped out my dick and started pissing into the urinal. The entire time she's just standing there, not saying anything.

    I pull my underwear back on while I'm still going and finish pissing in my underwear. It's going on the floor now, too. I reach back and feel my load and squish it a bit.

    I then walked over to the door and locked us in the bathroom.

    We started making out, kissing, heavy petting. I touched her all over, her ass, her pussy, and I took her hand and smushed my load. It felt orgasmic. Looking into her eyes I could tell she was turned on, although I'm sure it was her first time doing anything like this.

    I started running a shower. She left the bathroom at that point to get a glass of water and I took off my underwear, dumped the load in the toilet, and threw my underwear in the corner.

    She came back and I started cleaning myself. She sat down on the toilet, peed, and watched me shower. The entire time we didn't exchange any words. She just sat on the toilet with the lid up while I cleaned myself. She handed me a towel when I was done, I threw out the undies in the trash, we went out for a smoke, and when we came back my roomate was finished with his blonde friend.

    I exchanged numbers with the black haired girl and both her and her friend left shortly thereafter.

    It was super wild, the first time I've ever done anything so daring, though the circumstances were perfect for the occasion.

  • #2
    Bro, you are a much, much braver man than I. I salute you. Excellent post.

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    • #3
      What a bizarre fantasy!

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      • #4
        o_O That was weird...

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        • #5
          Doesn't really sound like she consented much.

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          • #6
            OMG Dave that is soooo awesome! Have you talked to the girl since then?

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            • #7
              No, I haven't spoken or texted the girl since. It was a spur-of-the-moment type of event and all the circumstances were just right. I have her number, I just can't bring myself to see her while we're both sober. I would love to repeat what we did, though.

              This past weekend, though, I pooped my cords in an elevator with three girls that live in my building, on the floor above me. I was pretty stoned coming home and they were super drunk, two friends and another girl from another floor. All in their twenties. One of them kept running back and forth while we waited for the elevator complaining of having to go to the bathroom.

              I had been saving a load, too, and decided to push everything out as soon as the doors closed. Immediately one of the girls said "eww, someone farted!" and the other girl said "okay, one of you definitely shit your pants". The one who spoke first said "gonna have to clean up after that one".

              We rode up with our noses covered. Once I left I could hear those girls laughing and saying things like "that guy definitely shit himself" and "that was shit."

              Fun!

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              • #8
                Cool, another elevator poop! I really want to try that sometime, but I might need to be drunk to do it. I pooped my pants at a mall yesterday and walked around for a long time. There was a big bulge in my pants but no one said anything to me about it; I did hear some people laughing near me a couple times but I don't know if it's because they saw. I still haven't been able to get up the nerve to poop with someone very close by.

                A funny thing happened last night though. When I was about ready to leave I decided it would be cool to leave my loaded panties in the parking lot. It was fun thinking about someone finding them and imagining some girl shitting her pants. So I went into a dark corner next to a vending machine and took off my pants and panties and starting changing into another pair of pants and briefs. But while I was doing that a guy came out of a doorway and sat down on a ledge nearby; I think he was working at the mall and was on break. I'm not sure if he noticed me at first, so I just stood very still hoping the vending machine was blocking his view of me. A couple minutes later I looked over to where he had been sitting I and didn't see him, but suddenly he walked by again in the opposite direction and looked right at me! Fortunately he just made a little noise (not sure what he said) and kept walking back through the doorway. I only had my briefs back on at this point, so I guess he just thought I was some weirdo and didn't want to investigate further.

                Finally I put my pants on and went back to my car to go home, but not before leaving the loaded panties next to a parking spot. I'm sure someone has at least seen them by now; I wonder if anyone has thrown them away yet.

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                • #9
                  Cool story ishkoman. I love finding pooped panties - I've seen only one pair recently, during the morning amidst the snow off of a busy downtown street. Strange. Panties have such stories behind them :-)

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by vaarjas
                    Doesn't really sound like she consented much.
                    What vaarjas said.

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                    • #11
                      Wow, it it just me or have you been accused twice here of forcing yourself on a woman? Neither of the comments have bothered to ask you any questions. Instead they just imply you got a bit rapetacular.

                      This forum cracks me up sometimes.
                      "That sounded a bit rapey" - person 1
                      "yeah...yeah it did a bit" - person 2
                      "hmm. What they said." - person 3

                      I wonder if that's what they'd do in real life if a real attack occurred.

                      "now, that yelp didn't sound very consensual..."
                      "no... I agree."
                      "wonder what's on telly..."

                      Or just maybe they were hoping such banal posts would goad a defense out of you...

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                      • #12
                        Haha, yeah, I noticed those posts :-)

                        I've made out with a girl before with a poop in my pants (see one of my previous posts from the summer/fall). In neither case does a girl consent to the way I behave, but once we start flirting and kissing, the game is on.

                        At NO point during my interaction with anyone in my life would I force myself upon them without their consent.

                        Sometimes consent isn't given verbally, but is understood. Making out with someone, looking into their eyes with lust and touching their body like animals do, has implied consent. I'm letting you do this, and you're letting me do this.

                        True, we were both drunk and stoned, but under our own choosing - no one was drugged or raped.


                        One of my ex-girlfriends LOVED a rape scenario, which I found hard to deal with at first. She loved it when I slapped her. She loved to make me bleed by using her nails. It got pretty serious at some points, her asking me to choke her and moaning with lust and desire. Again, I found it difficult to do at first (are you sure? does it hurt you?) but once the rules of the 'game' are established, sure, go for it.

                        With this girl (though my memory is getting a little fuzzy) things were easy and mild. I happened to shit my pants while she was around, but the making out, peeing in the toilet, offering her a drink and a joint, etc. were all a part of the game. Easy. No harm no foul.

                        I'm sure her thoughts the next day were no different than if she were to make out with another guy, have vanilla sex, and come home the next day thinking "what did I do?!".

                        Enjoy life!!

                        Originally posted by taranis
                        Wow, it it just me or have you been accused twice here of forcing yourself on a woman? Neither of the comments have bothered to ask you any questions. Instead they just imply you got a bit rapetacular.

                        This forum cracks me up sometimes.
                        "That sounded a bit rapey" - person 1
                        "yeah...yeah it did a bit" - person 2
                        "hmm. What they said." - person 3

                        I wonder if that's what they'd do in real life if a real attack occurred.

                        "now, that yelp didn't sound very consensual..."
                        "no... I agree."
                        "wonder what's on telly..."

                        Or just maybe they were hoping such banal posts would goad a defense out of you...

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                        • #13
                          I'm not accusing you of anything rapey, just to make things clear. On the first reading it just seemed to me she was "not saying no" which is not the same thing as yes, obviously. On reading again, I don't think that was the case; as you say, understood consent.

                          It's important we understand what consent means since what we enjoy might weird someone out. That's all.

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