I Know Someone Who Pooped Themselves

My mom pooped her pants on Black Friday a number of years ago. She was 62 at the time. We had been shopping since early that morning, took a break for some lunch at the mall food court then got back to shopping. About an hour after eating lunch we were in JC Penney. We were both in the women’s department and even though we were in the same general area we were both looking at different items. My mom quickly walked up to where I was standing and with a panicked look on her face she said that we needed to leave right away. When I asked her why the sudden hurry she said “I just messed my pants”. I suggested that maybe she go to the restroom first to clean up as much as she could and she said “it’s not a little bit and we need to go home now”. She then turned away from me to walk out of the store and I saw a stain and bulge in the seat of her gray pants. She wasn’t kidding about it not being a little bit, I could tell she had filled her pants with a big messy poop. When I told her it was pretty noticeable she said she couldn’t walk through the mall that way. She then said she was going out the nearest exit and that I should get the car and pick her up. I knew she was totally embarrassed by the incident and did as she requested. We emptied the contents of one of our packages and put the bag on the seat for her to sit on. As we drove back to her house she kept apologizing for me having to put up with the smell and said that she didn’t know how it happened. She then told me it was the second time that she’d recently had an accident. Apparently a few months prior she had also pooped her pants at the grocery and had to leave her cart in the middle of her shopping to go home.