I had a totally mad incident yesterday. I took so many risks and really didn’t hold back!
So some back story, yesterday me and my flatmates were required to attend a meeting somewhere in the early afternoon. I went there straight from work, with the intention of going home afterwards, as I took a half day. The other flatmates met me there.
On the way to work that morning, I felt the need to go quite urgently, and suddenly. Sitting down on the bus often amplifies my need, so I can be walking along with no issues then suddenly I sit down and the added pressure makes me realise I need to go. It felt super soft too.
I was wearing normal work stuff. White briefs under black jeans, a t-shift, and a waterproof jacket along with my backpack containing my lunch and a book, and other miscellaneous things.
When I got to work, I felt a bit better, but I was debating whether or not to go to the toilet normally, as this meeting in the afternoon was important. But I didn’t, as the need wasn’t too bad for the time being.
After lunch, I had a coffee, which brought the need back in waves, then I got the bus to go to the meeting. I was standing outside waiting for my 2 flatmates, getting quite desperate. I was farting quite a lot too, but I was being very careful with them, as they were very hot and smelly and I knew I had a very messy load waiting to come out.
After the meeting, which was quick, my flatmates returned to work. B to her part-time job, and A to her full-time job. Maybe it was because I knew I was going home straight away, and I knew my flatmates were definitely not coming home for hours, it gave me confidence, and I was filled with determination, but I knew I was in for a bad time (two sneaky undertale references there!).
I felt a fart coming on while I walked, and I let it out. It was slightly more than a fart. I was a bit wet. At the bus stop, I felt another come on but I held back. I wanted to at least get on the bus before doing any more. I knew from the wet feeling that I was a little soiled.
I sat down on the bus and the wet feeling was confirmed! A girl sat in the seat in front of me, and she was really cute. This gave me the confidence to go all out.
The next time I felt a fart come on, I let it out. I felt it run up towards my lower back! I held the rest back immediately. I get these sometimes depending on the position I’m sitting in, and it’s usually a phantom fart. This was real though. My butt was wet! I was in a lot of pain now as the rest was screaming to come out, but I held a little longer, monitoring the situation of the bus. I could smell myself but it wasn’t too obvious (I think).
about 15 minutes to go before I got off, I felt another fart come on and this time I leaned forward a bit more. The entire load came out in one wet rush, in complete silence. It was a lot, the biggest load I’ve done in a long time. I very carefully leaned back, and felt it escape the sides of my underwear, the seat also felt wet. But I wasn’t worried yet. This is normally panic time.
Oh, the smell! It was terrible. The girl looked behind her quickly at one point. There was absolutely no doubt that she smelled it. I sat there in the mess until the smell became too bad. Then I slid to the side.
The seat was brown. Oh my god. Now I panicked. I left the bus in a hurry, and glanced through the window from the outside. Most of the bus was looking at me!
I had quite a walk now, with this enormous wet mess in my pants. It was running down my leg, and into my socks. This was a disaster. I touched my bottom and my finger was wet, this was the most obvious accident I’ve probably ever had. I had no idea it would be this bad. I was hoping it would be a little more solid!
I got some looks on the way home but I power walked into my flat. I examined myself in the mirror and my entire butt was wet and there were wet streaks down my thighs. The briefs were utterly ruined and I had to bin them. My jeans and even my belt were soiled, my t-shift was stained, my socks were stained, but thankfully, my boots were ok. My jacket was also really smelly but I couldn’t see any stains.
I spent most of the afternoon cleaning up and washing clothes. There was so much clean up time. I had only just managed to hang the clean but wet clothes in my wardrobe when my flatmates returned.
So that was my disaster yesterday. Far worse than I imagined, and I was braver than usual. But it’ll be a while until I do something that large and public again. I’m slightly worried about getting on the bus again! My biggest regret is soiling the bus seat. That’s never happened before and I don’t like that I’ve given someone a mess to clean up. I feel bad about that.
Oh and about that meeting me and my flatmates went to, I have big news that I’ll share soon.
