One day when I was seven, I was about to visit a friends house for the day but felt I needed to take a shit, fearing it would be an unpleasant experience i decided to ignore the urge.
I arrived at my friends house and we headed out to the large forest at the back of her property which we often played in.
Then the trouble began.
After a long struggle to hold in my poop, I decided it was time to make a run for the house. My friend was not in the immediate area and I didn’t have time to find her so I began the trek from the forest to her house alone. Running seemed to make the urgency to reach a toilet worse and stopping made my muscles relax…. I just couldn’t win.
Unable to hold it in any longer, I allowed the turd to come out and thankfully my underpants prevented the shit from getting all over me….
Until in an effort to prevent my the embarrassment of having shitty underwear, I decided it would be best to take them off and sling them over a tree.While taking them off some more shit skidded out and smudged against my leg.
I managed to reach the house and finish pushing the rest out at the toilet. Then since i felt i had no other choice, I found my friends dad and told him I pooed my pants.
He rang my mum to pick me up and then I had to stand out in the driveway while he hosed me down.
After I ran down to the forest to find my friend and told them I shit my pants then I found my underpants hanging over the tree branch with a dozen or so flies around it.
My mum picked me up and took me home. She said it was the most embarrassing moment of her life.
Originally posted 2009-05-19 18:22:00.