Good AdviceA couple of years ago I was a bit of a wreck.At the age of 12 years old I had lost my mother to cancer and I really missed her.Dad tried his best to be both mom and dad,but he could not be both,so I was getting pretty depressed and had to go to visit a counselor to try and get me sorted out.We talked about how I felt and what I wanted from life and many other things,but what was the main problem in my life at that time was that I suffered from stress if anything did not go just as I wanted.This made me feel bad a lot of the time,and I could not seem to get out of it;I was depressed.
One visit to my counselor we talked about this and she surprised me by suggesting that instead of getting stressed out I should do something that I considered naughty but not really very bad to upset my dad.We talked about various things I could do,and one that she suggested was that when I felt I was getting very stressed,I should try pooping in my pants.I almost fell off the chair with shock when she suggested this as i had never thought about this before.The outcome of that meeting was that next time I felt stress coming on I should just poop myself and enjoy the feeling of escape from reality it gave me.I reluctantly agreed that I would give it a try.
A few days later as I was walking home from school,I was crossing the road and a group of boys were shouting nasty things at me.I felt my level of stress rising fast as I walked away from them,and I remembered what my counselor had said.Right,I said to myself,now is the time for me to try what she suggested and see if it works.I must admit I was not convinced,but I started to push and soon I managed to get a reasonable lump of fairly firm poop to come out into my panties as I walked along the street.It did not show,I am sure,as I was wearing a school uniform skirt which was not tight,so covered my poopy panties well.It felt strange,but in some ways nice too,as the lump felt warm as it moved about inside my panties,and I could feel it sticking to my butt and legs as I walked and it moved more.Dad was at work when I got home as usual,so I was able to enjoy the feeling for a while before cleaning up.I even sat down on top of my poopy panties and felt it spread a little as I wiggled a bit in the chair.Then I went and had a hot shower and changed into my leisure clothes and washed my school panties in the shower before throwing them into the laundry basket once they were clean and showed no signs of being pooped.
Having followed the advice of my counselor once I thought it was not such a bad idea after all,as it really did relieve the stress that I had felt building up in me.I resolved to try it again whenever I felt stress coming on,but I still did not tell dad about this solution to my stress problem.I felt fine for a few days after,but then again on the walk home I felt that stress was about to get me in its grips,so again I walked slowly and pushed until I had filled my panties,this time with a softer poop which spread much easier as I walked and gave me a lot more pleasure this time as it covered more of me inside the panties.Again it was well covered by my skirt,so nobody noticed,and again when I got home I sat on it in a chair.This time it felt much better as it was so soft and spread over more of me with my weight on it.Again I showered and washed my panties clean then put them in the laundry.I decided that perhaps my counselor was not so mad suggesting what she had suggested after all,and made a rule that I would do as she had told me each time I felt stress.I did make part of the rule that I would poop my panties at a time and place that suited me,and not actually in school if I could avoid it.
It was much later before I told dad what she had said to me about pooping my pants if I felt stress coming on,and I was so pleased that he said that it would be alright so long as I cleaned up for myself and did not leave it for him to do.So,I can tell you all that this is what really works for me and find that now having done it a few times now under stress conditions,I find that I can actually enjoy doing it and knowing that it is under my control and it can block out stress caused by other people.I hope that I have not bored you with this story but I felt it had to be said.