Caught at the coffee shop
This story happened a few years ago.
The day started with me waking up relatively early. I already knew I needed to poop as soon as I woke up. I had nothing planned for the day so I thought I would go get a coffee nearby and see what happens. I put on some black workout pants and a hoodie along with some boxer briefs and made my way to the mall.
The coffee shop was inside a nearby mall and they both opened up around 8am. I typically would do my messing around then anyway. Iâm a morning pooper and stores are far less crowded when they first open so itâs a win win.
By the time I arrived at the mall I was already ready to poop. As always I gave a slight push to get things started then continued walking. This way I would be ready to push it out at a moments notice when the time was right.
I approached the coffee shop and was delighted that there was no line at all. The mall was also mostly empty apart from a few employees and one or two customers nearby. I was also pleasantly surprised that the lady working at the coffee shop was BEAUTIFUL.
I placed my order for a small coffee and the lady turned around to make my coffee. I got a really nice view of her ass and at that moment I decided to give a big push. A semi-soft load shot right out and into my pants giving a barely noticeable mushy squelch sound on the way out. The euphoria of the moment wore off and I could smell the shit in my pants pretty clearly.
At that moment the lady was just about done making my coffee when I looked slightly to my left and, to my horror, there was a male mall employee standing right there. The slightly disgusted look on his face told me he knew I had just shit my pants. I played it cool and gave a quick apology and stood to the side to wait for my coffee - like, âoh didnât see you there, pardon meâ.
He gave me another brief look and then ordered his own coffee. I grabbed my coffee and slowly strolled out into the mall to walk around a bit before hopping in my car to go cleanup at home.
This was the only time where I am absolutely certain someone knew I had shit my pants. Iâve had a few maybeâs but this is the only certainty.
Usually when messing myself in public I try to avoid people as much as possible. I donât mess in public to get attention or to shock people. I do it because itâs freeing and there is an unexpected stress relief factor. For most people pooping your pants in public is one of the most stressful events in your life. So if Iâm able to do it and not be noticed that is an incredible stress relief while at the same time being super naughty.









