Prunes
Been awhile since I've visited, but yesterday and today provided some interesting results you might enjoy.
Instead of lunch yesterday I had about a dozen prunes I've never experienced a laxative effect from them, the are sweet, and I like the taste, so some dried fruit and water were lunch.
Oh no!
I drove into the city to pick up some tent poles from a friend and as we talked in his garage the first cramp hit. My insides gurgled and I knew I wasn't going to make it home in time. I said my 'good byes' and started the 45 minute drive. Grumbling insides were nearly constant, and cramps & urges came closer and closer together and, five minutes from home, I was ready to surrender. But I made it, ran inside and didn't stop until I was in the bathroom.
Oh my god - that was the most violent expulsion I've ever experienced! I sat there for at least 10 minutes as liquid & feces first gushed then dribbled from my behind. Finally, nothing was left and, amid still-gurgling intestines, I wiped, flushed, and then went about my business - for, maybe, 10 minutes. I repeated the process three times before I was really empty.
From lunch to onset of first cramps was about four hours. I must admit that with each wave of cramps I envisioned being at a woman's mercy, which might not have been the safest way to drive in rush hour traffic. But, the experience was absolutely delicious!
This morning I decided to repeat it and ate about a dozen prunes for breakfast while I checked email and enjoyed my morning tea. I donned a TENA Super brief, pulled some constrictive panties over it, then went about doing the things I usually do in the morning.
This time the discomfort began in just half an hour. I kept imagining a Mommy telling me that if I messed my diaper I'd be punished. As the discomfort increased in severity I waited apprehensively for the cramps to begin. I just knew they would be worse than yesterday. At the three hour mark it happened, almost without warning. It wasn't so much and expulsion as it was an explosion. I was standing when it began and involuntarily crouched a bit as the first wave gushed into my TENA. I didn't dare move. The second wave was as strong as the first and I thought I could feel the hot liquid splash against my cheeks. There was no way a diaper could retain even a fraction of it. It quickly ran out between the diaper and my thighs and created two puddles on the floor.
Luckily nothing else escaped as I carefully made my way to the bathroom for clean up. Strong squirts hit again as I closed the door. Clean up was yucky, and after my shower I got into dry clothes and attacked the mess on the floor. EW! Wiped up the majority of it then got out the carpet cleaner to finish it off.
My insides are still gurgling and there is some discomfort, yet, so I know there is more to come. But, no diaper this time. Clean up was more work than I envisioned for this experiment.