I Love Having Diarrhea
Recently... Recently, as most of you can tell; I've gotten into diapers. One major thing I like about diapers is their ability to hold more diarrhea than panties do.
About three weeks ago, I was home after work one day with an upset stomach. Figuring that I hadn't had to poop in a couple of days, I assumed I must be constipated. So, I pulled on a girls' L-XL Goodnite and sat down to play Dead Space. A few hours passed and my stomach started to hurt, and I pondered taking a laxative. I figured I'd give it more time though.
Around nightfall, I began to feel the urge to poop. My farts started to grow wetter too, so I began to assume I'd be pooping mush rather than solids. By 8:00 P.M, when I'd moved onto reading a book, the urge was pretty bad. So I got off my bed, and went into the bathroom. I've got a full length mirror on the back of the door, and I wanted to see if you can make the seat of a diaper look like the seat of panties when you fill them.
So I squatted down slightly, and pushed. After a long fart, mush pushed its way into the diaper for a couple of seconds before diarrhea exploded into it. The seat began to become light brown as my butt loudly emptied itself into the Goodnite. I stopped pushing, but diarrhea continued to ooze out for a couple of seconds. I paused, then farted and kept going with another push. The seat became darker and darker brown as seconds passed and the chunks began to congeal with the mush in the diaper. After a couple of minutes, I felt relieved but still had that aftermath feeling of sort of having to poop.
I walked around my apartment for a little while, enjoying not having to worry about diarrhea leaking out of panties. I could squeeze the seat and liquid would juice out like an orange, then get absorbed right back in when I let go. After having one more gush of diarrhea few minutes later, I sat down in the diaper on the toilet as a trial. Diarrhea oozed out onto my butt, but didn't leak as I crushed the mush into my buttcrack. I appreciated that I could get up and sit back down and the load would be crushed, but not spill out.
Satisfied with this, I went back to reading on my couch, instead of in my bed. Before I went to sleep that night, I pushed out the little bit more mush I had, followed by an incredibly loud fart which I remember so well because of its stench and echoing in my bathroom; then changed out of the diaper and took a shower.
About three weeks ago, I was home after work one day with an upset stomach. Figuring that I hadn't had to poop in a couple of days, I assumed I must be constipated. So, I pulled on a girls' L-XL Goodnite and sat down to play Dead Space. A few hours passed and my stomach started to hurt, and I pondered taking a laxative. I figured I'd give it more time though.
Around nightfall, I began to feel the urge to poop. My farts started to grow wetter too, so I began to assume I'd be pooping mush rather than solids. By 8:00 P.M, when I'd moved onto reading a book, the urge was pretty bad. So I got off my bed, and went into the bathroom. I've got a full length mirror on the back of the door, and I wanted to see if you can make the seat of a diaper look like the seat of panties when you fill them.
So I squatted down slightly, and pushed. After a long fart, mush pushed its way into the diaper for a couple of seconds before diarrhea exploded into it. The seat began to become light brown as my butt loudly emptied itself into the Goodnite. I stopped pushing, but diarrhea continued to ooze out for a couple of seconds. I paused, then farted and kept going with another push. The seat became darker and darker brown as seconds passed and the chunks began to congeal with the mush in the diaper. After a couple of minutes, I felt relieved but still had that aftermath feeling of sort of having to poop.
I walked around my apartment for a little while, enjoying not having to worry about diarrhea leaking out of panties. I could squeeze the seat and liquid would juice out like an orange, then get absorbed right back in when I let go. After having one more gush of diarrhea few minutes later, I sat down in the diaper on the toilet as a trial. Diarrhea oozed out onto my butt, but didn't leak as I crushed the mush into my buttcrack. I appreciated that I could get up and sit back down and the load would be crushed, but not spill out.
Satisfied with this, I went back to reading on my couch, instead of in my bed. Before I went to sleep that night, I pushed out the little bit more mush I had, followed by an incredibly loud fart which I remember so well because of its stench and echoing in my bathroom; then changed out of the diaper and took a shower.
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