I Only Go In My Pants
For as long as I can remember, I have been using the bathroom in my pants. My mother was very young when she had me and she was always out partying and drinking so I stayed with my Aunt. She was six years older that my mother and I didn't know it at the time but she pooped in her pants too. Thats how I discovered it. I think I was 12 when I walked in on her in the bathroom. She was squatted down in front of the bathtub pushing a huge load into her panties. I thought she was sick or something so I asked her what was wrong. She yelled at me to go away and I ran out crying. A little while later she came to my room and apologized for yelling. She said she had an accident and for me not to worry about her. I kept on thinking about how she was sitting there enjoying herself and I thought it must feel pretty good to poop in your pants. So, I tried it. I didn't want her to find out so I lined my panties with toilet paper and sat on the toilet in case I needed to pee. It started coming out and it did feel really good. As my poop started curling around my bottom I could feel the weight of it starting to pull my little tinker bell panties down. Yes, I had all the disney character panties. I did it like that several more times until I decided that I didn't need the toilet paper anymore. Thats when I got caught. I threw my soiled panties in the trash but I forgot to take it out. My aunt discovered them from the smell in the bathroom. She asked me about them and I told her I had an accident like she did. She wasn't mad, I even think it turned her on a little to see another girls poopie panties. I had a few more accidents like that until my aunt sat me down and we had a long talk. She wondered why I was having so many accidents and I eventually told her that they weren't accidents and I really enjoyed pooping my pants. She said that she was sorry and it was all her fault that I wanted to do this. I told her that I am the one that decided to go in my pants and I wasn't going to stop. She told me about how she discovered it and how long she has been doing it. After that conversation we would go in our pants whenever we needed to. Our toilet must have been the cleanest for 100 miles because it never got used.
Since then, I have only used my pants. I haven't used the toilet since I was 15. I am now 22. I do it wherever I am and in whatever I am wearing. All my family knows that I do it now and I often talk with my aunt on the phone about my outings and how the poop was. My pants really are my toilet and thats the way it will always be.