katannauk:I’ve been rather busy lately, apologies for the lack of updates. These were from a recen
katannauk: I’ve been rather busy lately, apologies for the lack of updates. These were from a recent walk and it was a huge mess that again happened at a supermarket. I’m wearing more layers than it looks like. White briefs, under primary tights, under pink briefs, under secondary tights! And it still soaked through. I’ve had this green skirt for years; it’s stretchy and thin so it isn’t particularly inconspicuous but its super comfortable. The weather here in the UK is turning cooler so huge socks were needed. They also help to protect my calves from all the brambles when I’m off the beaten track. I hadn’t been for four days and had taken three or four psyllium capsules on the day before so just being desperate doesn’t really do it justice. I was nervous as I had to get a few bits of shopping before I stopped here and it was a battle that I eventually lost. I crossed my legs in the queue for the self scanners and the thought of letting go then and there crossed my mind but it was way too public. When I was at the self scanners I let loose some uncontrollable gassiness followed by a little bit of mush and it was seriously embarrassing. Then a huge wave hit as I was waiting for someone to okay some wine I’d bought. I couldn’t cross my legs enough and I started to lose it and the smell became noticeable. Finally after a sweet guy had cleared the wine I left the self scanners and hobbled to the toilets with an increasing mess beginning to pile up back there. The guy didn’t indicate that he smelled anything but I suspect he did. When I got into a cubicle I pulled up my skirt and sat on the loo before literally exploding; it was a noisy one that would have been so obvious if I’d lost it in the shopping queue. Over the course of maybe 5-10 seconds it really filled out and the relief was incredible but the smell was utterly horrendous. I had to stand back up mid way through as it was spreading too much to the front and turning really messy and it felt so hot against my skin. So again I found myself in a public toilet in a total mess and had to face the walk of shame back to my car. I tied my cardigan around my waist to cover the bulge and checked in the mirror that nothing was too obvious. It hadn’t stained through to the skirt yet. That happened on the upcoming drive to the woods. But I really stank. It was tunnel vision on the way out of the supermarket. People would have smelled it but hopefully wouldn’t have been able to pinpoint me as the source. Getting in the car was awkward as usual and I had to sit down carefully on a bin liner. It was so messy and smelly that I thought about going straight home but decided not to as I wanted to document it with a few pictures at least. It was one of the largest this year and definitely one of the worst smelling poops I’ve had for a while. Apart from perhaps a few witnesses on the way out of the car park there wasn’t anything particularly noteworthy to report. It was great to get out in the fresh air away from my stinking car. I didn’t stay around for too long as I didn’t want any rashes like previously. There were a few aftershocks while I was taking some photos but they were small. It was nearly a real desperation accident at the supermarket. When I’m unable to fully cross my legs there isn’t much I can do to prevent having an ‘accident’ when I wait this long. It was certainly a thrill to be on the edge of losing it at the self scanners, and the messy relief in the toilets was enjoyable for reasons I’m still trying to figure out. I don’t think I could enjoy it having such a large incident somewhere more public though as I rarely clean up in public toilets. Too much to inflict on all those poor innocent noses. Thanks for reading :) -- source link