Pooping spot

For those of us that remember pooping in our pants/ diaper, did you have a spot you liked to do it in. Mine was on the opposite side of my bed close to the wall. I would crouch over there and load my pampers while playing. If my Mom found me she would say you stink, let’s change your diaper. If not I would go find her and tell her I pooped. This was all the way up till 5. Does anyone else remember their pooping spot?

I would poop my pants in a corner alone. I would try to hold back as long as I could. This worked until it became impossible and I soiled my underwear. I remember as a kid at recess finding a hidden corner of the playground away from others to do my business in my pants. I had this issue until I was 12 years old. Not easy always hiding it from others. Kids would say what smells. I acted like I farted or stepped on cat crap. I always played it off quite well.

I would poop my pants in a corner alone. I would try to hold back as long as I could. This worked until it became impossible and I soiled my underwear. I remember as a kid at recess finding a hidden corner of the playground away from others to do my business in my pants. I had this issue until I was 12 years old. Not easy always hiding it from others. Kids would say what smells. I acted like I farted or stepped on cat crap. I always played it off quite well.

Do you remember what your mindset at the time was? Did you always end up soiling your underwear, or did you use the toilet too? What made you decide whether to poop in your pants or keep trying to hold it?

I remember at daycare hiding behind a play table to poop in my diaper a couple times. And I can remember doing it once in my room hiding by my bed. Kind of like you said @Prime69 I was on the other side by the wall where I couldn't easily be seen.

Once I finally potty trained and was out of diapers, even though I was older I still had lots of accidents in my pants from holding it too long. I'd always try to hold it as long as I could. Most of the time I peed my pants but sometimes I'd poop myself. I don't think there was any particular place for that like when I was little.

Do you remember what your mindset at the time was? Did you always end up soiling your underwear, or did you use the toilet too? What made you decide whether to poop in your pants or keep trying to hold it?

I always tried to hold it in. I was not going to use the potty if I could help it. Most of the time I was able to hold it without messing my pants. Then as I held more there was no way I could hold it and some poop would get in my underwear. A very hard issue to deal with growing up for my entire family.

Yes, remember it well. I would go behind our living room couch which was about a foot away from the wall because of the heat register. I wasn't allowed to take my night diaper off in the mornings due to the pins. If my mother was still in bed and I had to poo. I would go behind the couch and poop then come back out, sit in the rocking chair and watch cartoons.

Do you remember what your mindset at the time was? Did you always end up soiling your underwear, or did you use the toilet too? What made you decide whether to poop in your pants or keep trying to hold it?

I always tried to hold it in. I was not going to use the potty if I could help it. Most of the time I was able to hold it without messing my pants. Then as I held more there was no way I could hold it and some poop would get in my underwear. A very hard issue to deal with growing up for my entire family.

I feel this somewhat. As someone who was also very anxious or shy about using the potty sometimes I'd keep trying to hold it until I just couldn't and refused to acknowledge to anyone I needed to go at all and certainly would not actually go to the toilet. Do you know why you were so reluctant to use the bathroom? Did friends or playmates notice your struggles or accidents?

I don't remember any special place I pooped in when I was a kid, but now-a-days, when my wife lets me mess my diapers, I like to do it in my office where I have some privacy and can play around a little in my poopy diapers without wife or daughter seeing me. Once I've had some fun in my office, I go around just doing normal things around the house.

I remember pooping in my pants AND my diapers, but only when I was older - no real clear memories of the toddler days.

I used to, and I'm not sure why, try to 'hold it' for as long as I could. Usually I was doing something, building something, concentrating on something, etc. I was really into things like Mechano, electronics, etc even as a young kid and when I got going on that stuff I didn't want to quit. Or out playing.

Inevitably I'd end up messing my pants on the way to the bathroom. Sometimes quite a ways from the bathroom and once I remember, even right in front of the bathroom door. That time I thought I was going to make it, but mom was in the bathroom with the door locked and so I stood in the hallway and pooped right in my pants. She was not impressed with that.

Coming home with messy pants or going in my pants at home ended up the same way - getting cleaned up and put in a diaper for pooping my pants "like a baby". I wore diapers to bed every night for wetting, so I was used to the routine of being diapered but these instances were more like they were intended to emphasize how I was like a baby...so much more humiliating. And spending the rest of the day in diapers and plastic pants.

And anytime I was in diapers I used them when I had to go. I was diapered in the day sometimes to prevent accidents. Much more for wetting though.

I remember pooping my diapers several times before potty training but not after. I still wore diapers for wetting my bed but at least when I was older I don't remember pooping in them. I'd wet myself in the morning or if not made to change right away on weekends I'd sometimes keep peeing my wet diaper so I didn't have to bother going to the bathroom but I never remember pooping my night diaper because I thought I'd get in trouble. I did poop my pants though.

I remember pooping in my pants AND my diapers, but only when I was older - no real clear memories of the toddler days.

I used to, and I'm not sure why, try to 'hold it' for as long as I could. Usually I was doing something, building something, concentrating on something, etc. I was really into things like Mechano, electronics, etc even as a young kid and when I got going on that stuff I didn't want to quit. Or out playing.

Yes, I would do that too. Like you said, I'm not sure why exactly but I'd just not want to stop what I was doing and be too concentrated on the activity or when I was out playing I'd not want to come in. I'd wait and wait as long as I could sometimes I couldn't hold it and would go in my pants. I had so many accidents from waiting too long.

I guess there wasn't a particular spot for it. Sometimes, if I was in my room and just couldn't hold it anymore, I'd go over to the corner by bed where I could hide a little, and go. And there was one area in the yard, a back corner with a sandbox and stuff and even when I was older I played out there a lot and since it wasn't readily visible from the back windows I could sometimes "hide" back there and go in my pants if I couldn't wait anymore and didn't want to come in. But if I was just playing with friends or neighborhood kids I guess I just ended up going wherever the game was and then had to act like I hadn't had an accident in my pants.

I don't remember going in my diaper as a todler. My playmate, a girl a couple of years older, loved to push her little load out and I became very excited when I could put my hand in her diapers or panties and feel it squash into the palm of my hand. We would go in the house and clean ourselves. I don't remember her mother ever making a fuss about us being in the bathroom flushing the toilet or the smell - which I don't remember at all.

Other scenes, when I was a young man were straddling my lover of 15 years and going in whatever we were wearing on a couch padded and water-proofed. This was an every day thing but the peeing and pooping never became booring. Cleaning and swishing our undies in the toilet was 30% of the fun. Taking a shower and cleaning caked-on poop from between her breasts and vagina was very exciting as well. Panties showed the poop and pee stains which was part of the enjoyment for us. Diapers excluded our wandering fingers, etc.

The strangest place was in a well-kept mausoleum with iron furniture and dusty plastic flowers and other knick-knaks. Two stained glass windows, our own candles and play clothes stuffed behind thick curtains. At one point we had an air mattress, sheets and blankets and a pillow in there. May sound macarbe but it was very much like a 1920's home library.

Some day I may take the time and write a short story about the dirty things we enjoyed there.