katannauk: From a woodland walk last summer. It was a Sunday and I hadn’t been since early on Thursd
katannauk: From a woodland walk last summer. It was a Sunday and I hadn’t been since early on Thursday so was rather desperate. I usually walk around for as long as I can, occasionally stopping to battle the convulsion waves which steadily get worse until it becomes impossible to fight anymore. This time I’d pooped myself all in one go and it lasted about 15 seconds. It was semi solid but still soft and seemed to get messier the longer I walked around afterwards. I’d managed not to wet myself at the same time. The places I go can get busy on a Sunday but I was out of sight as I know the area, the shortcuts and the escape routes well. I think my current fantasy scenario for an event this large would be on a train just before my stop, not busy, but still maybe a few people to have to avoid. I seriously doubt I’ll ever pluck up that much courage though :) -- source link