please don't judge me,everyone has different intrests and mine personally is pooping my self then licking it.
it all started at the age of 11,my mum and dad were at the super market so i had the place to myself,i was watching my faviriout t.v show (emmerdale) then i realised i needed a poo,but i didnt want to miss any of the show so i told myself i could wait..i was wrong.i could begin to feel the moist,soft fudge dragon emerging from my plump buttocks,i held it in with such fury such strength i clenched my teeth,i was sweating buckets..and then it happned..the drippy poop came out,it was a sweaty farting noise it made as it splattred out into my white sofa.in panick i raced into the kitched to grap some cleaning product to attemt to wipe the brown mess from the new white sofa,as it ran to the couch i slipped over a shoe and i landed face first into **** moutain,it was all over my face and i let out a cry for help,but instead of the help i wanted all i got was **** that was on my lips in my mouth..it tasted like something i had never tasted before,the sensation in my mouth was overwhelming..i looked down at the marks my bowel movments had created and i stuck my tounge out and licked the couch furiously in delight.it was then my mum came through she looked at me screaming "NOOO YOUR NOT ONE OF THEM!" she said it with such denial in her face..i screeched "ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKKKEEEEE!" with tears whelming up in my eyes. my dad ran in and screamed at me to go into my room,i ran uptairs with poo on my face,and poo still in my pants..swelching.
so yes,i have been like this for 3 years,my family have found it hard to accept me again,well i can't say they do accept but they are getting close to acception of what im like.