I Love To Poop In My Panties

I know it's been a long time since I've written a story, and I'm terribly sorry about that!
To set the scene, I didn't poop at all yesterday or Friday night. I knew as soon as I woke up today from the feeling in my stomach that I couldn't hold it anymore. I got out of bed and walked down the hall into the kitchen. My tummy started to ache a little, and the ache still isn't gone. I farted, a big dry morning fart. It smelled awful, giving the load that was brewing.
I got some milk and went to sit down at the table. I drank it all, and as soon as I stood up I felt my stomach pressurize and try to push my load out. I fought it for a second, getting into more of a half squat. Then, with a gentle push, I farted a big two bubbled fart, then started crapping in my panties. They filled up really quickly, and the mush was sticky and very warm. It stuck to my butt, crackling into my blue underpants and making them bulge. I stood there filling my underwear for about a minute and a half, farting throughout.
It felt awesome to finally be able to let this load out, since I've been working the last two days. I turned around and looked at my saggy underpants and giggled. It's a wetter mush, and it definitely stinks. The space filled was bigger than a cantaloupe and it left a pretty large stain. I pulled my underwear up.
The room stank from all of my gas, so I went into my bathroom and got a towel, my butt crushing the mush into less of a uniform shape. Then I went and sat by my computer, figuring it was time to write a new story after a couple of years.