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.

I was a lot like @Eforenema1 , @wpants , and @Hunter - I used to hold back bowel movements when I was a kid. I was "not too sure why" also, not completely sure anyway. A lot of it with me was because I liked the feel of a large stool in my rectum, especially when it was trying to move. But part of it became because I became self conscious about going to the bathroom after mom had discovered that I had been holding back and producing enormous stools.

One such stool in particular I had shown to her myself before I became self conscious about going to the bathroom. It had been an exceptionally big one, long and fat. I showed it to her because I had thought that it was funny, and I think I had a sense of pride in it too. Mom had kinda freaked out about it.

After that one and clogging the toilet a few times, it had become apparent that I was holding back a lot. That got me monitored, and a few trips to the Dr. after that. Then the enemas. The self consciousness about going to the bathroom grew a lot from all of this.

My mindset was very much like Eforenema1 -

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.

And like wpants -

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.

I was told or reminded every evening to "make a poopy" because I wouldn't go to the toilet on my own either. I got pretty good at holding back part of it though, often to the point that I'd eventually get constipated and couldn't go. If I couldn't or wouldn't go, I'd have to get an enema.

I used to try to hide when I was holding it, and like all of these guys who had posted here, I frequently messed my pants. I didn't have a particular place, just somewhere I wouldn't get caught crossing my legs (often the basement). Whenever I was caught doing it I was ordered straight to the toilet. If I "didn't make a poopy" there woud be an enema, usually a bag enema.

Still behind our couch or just standing in my playpen...many times as my wife is carrying me around the house, I will poop my diapers as she holds me and pats my bottom...usually our babysitter does too..BabyEric

We all shall admit that we find a spot in our pants when we fart alot

I think I was very similar to some others that posted earlier such as @Eforenema1.

I'm not sure I had a regular pooping spot exactly. Starting in early elementary school I began to regularly hold my poop. It started with not wanting to use the school toilets but became became chronic withholding. Even at home at home with the bathroom right there I'd hold back as much as I could, often for a couple days at a time. I'd do everything I could to hold back trying very hard not to poo but eventually nature would win out and despite my best efforts I'd poop my pants.

A lot of times it would take me by surprise when I suddenly couldn't hold it so there was no planning about it. Other times though, even though I knew I had to go so bad, when I felt like I couldn't wait anymore instead of going to the bathroom I'd hide so I could poo in my pants privately. I'm not sure why exactly but I did it a fair amount.

Like @edwasss mentioned, a lot of times I was just hiding to conceal the fact that I was holding back. I was constantly being reminded by my parents or babysitter to go to the bathroom, asked if I had to go, asked if I had gone, etc. It was all well meaning and intended to help me but I *hated it*, hated the drama and attention, and I think it just unintentionally reinforced my refusal to use the toilet.

If I was caught behaving like I was holding back by kneeling and rocking, sitting on my heel, crossing my legs, walking funny, even holding my butt etc., it just prompted the whole flurry of questions again about whether I needed the toilet and so there were times I'd hide so I could withhold without being harassed about it.

When I did have an accident I wouldn't tell anyone. I always hoped no one would notice. I'd just keep doing whatever I was doing with a big mess in my pants. It wasn't really hiding necessarily but left to my own devices, I'd find something I could do on my own so no one would know I'd gone poop in my pants. Aside from my room I had a couple spots in our den or basement which where outside the usual traffic pattern of the house where I would play by myself and try and keep my accident undetected as long as possible.

Usually for me behind the couch gripping the side of it and pushing a poopy into my Pampers or Huggies Diapers. Where mom would find me and pull the back of my diaper that check and see if I made a poopy. And if I did off to the diaper changing table to a get diaper change.