30 People Share Their Most Traumatizing Poop Story
Poop stories–we all have them. Whether it’s when you had to go really, really badly and thought you were gonna go in your pants (or actually did go in your pants), take solace in the fact that we all have an embarrassing poop story.
If you’re too ashamed to bring up your own, we are here to make you feel all the better with traumatizing poop stories from complete strangers. You’re welcome!
My horror story happened a few years ago. I had eaten some shitty burritos and I was at my gym,working out. As I was doing crunches… I shit my pants in front of my crush and I was mortified,to say the least.
I was in kindergarten when this happened. My teacher was very strict and scary and I remembered none of us ever had the courage to ask her if we could go to the toilet. But that day, I was having this really bad stomachache and I was still too afraid to ask. So. 5 year old me and that time, thought it would be no big deal and nobody could smell it, so I pooped in my pants. Needless to say, my mum had to pick me up at class 5 minutes later and they had to move class because the cleaners was cleaning up my mess. It was embarrassing and now I can somewhat laugh about it.
I had jut gotten home from eating buffalo chicken fingers at a restaurant. I was in the kitchen talking to my mom when I felt a gurgle in my stomach. I let out what I thought would be a fart but actually started in my pants. I waddled up the stairs to take off my shit filled underwear and clean myself. I get out of the shower and hear my mom scream. The dog got into the bag with my shit filled underwear and had dragged them around the house. It was a mess. He had brown stains on his mouth for days.
I was black Friday shopping with my mom in a mall, running on a 2 hour nap and a cup of coffee. We’re walking through the mall when I suddenly realized that severe sleep deprivation and coffee don’t mix well when I haven’t eaten anything. I feel an awful pain in my intestines and while I try to hold in a fart, I stopped in the middle of the hall and felt the horror start to just seep out. I turned completely white to the point where my mom got worried, and all I could say was I needed a bathroom NOW. The closest store was Best Buy, so I had to finish my business and clean myself up while my mom went and bought a new pair of underwear for me somewhere else.
I really shouldn’t be telling this. I had just arrived to visit my then boyfriend and meet the family for the first time in the Dominican Republic, which is (unbeknownst to me at the time) famous for the electricity and the water going off on a daily basis. It was the second day of the trip and I was trying to hold out until he left to buy us breakfast real quick. The second he left, I RAN to the bathroom and…. it was bad. When I tried to flush, it wouldn’t go down because the water went off! I had no idea what to do so I ran around in circles panicking until I heard him at the front door. I had a sh*tload (heh) of plastic bags in my suitcase from packing and I put them over my hand and grabbed my poop out of the toilet and tied it up and hid it until my suitcase until I got a chance to throw it out outside when he wasn’t looking! He even said something smelled kinda funky when he came back to the room and I was like “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT”!
I was home for winter break from college when I got a bad stomach bug. I ended up in just a t shirt puking into the toilet at 7am with the door open. The force of my puking caused me to start spurting shit out the other end and I just held back my hair and cried. When I stood up my mom was in the doorway and I yelled in panic “I pooped on the floor!”
I was at school one day and was in between classes. There was a nice bathroom at one of the buildings that I liked to use. I went in thinking it was gonna be a normal poop but ended up having a really long, disgusting one. I didn’t want anyone hearing so I would do this “trick” where if it felt like it was gonna be loud I would pull on the loud toilet paper dispenser. After doing that a couple times I was finished. I wiped and went to flush the toilet but I had CLOGGED IT. I kept flushing a bunch of times, it being one of the nicer bathrooms I could hear people waiting in line for a stall. There were only three stalls. So I kept flushing and it finally unclogged but it started to overflow. I ended up just running out of the bathroom when that happened without washing my hands completely embarrassed and pushing through the line. I still feel embarrassed to this day about it.
I was in 6th grade when i went out with my sister for a fun day. We had eaten Boston Market and I drank a lot of coke that day. We were in an American Eagle and my stomach proceeded to hurt in the most excruciating pain I had ever felt. I told my sister I had to poop NOW but she insisted that she had to buy something before taking me to a bathroom. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and shit came pouring out of my butthole. Unfortunately I was wearing shorts and it came spilling out of my pants and created a huge pile of shit on the floor. somehow I ended up in the middle of the store and i called out my sisters name and she turned and looked at me in so much shock and told me to run so i sprinted with shit still falling out of my ass into the pizza shop next door. i got shit all over their bathroom trying to clean myself up. i threw out my underwear and pants and my sister pulled my shirt all the way down, tied her sweater around me and we sprinted out of the pizza store with me butt naked. we bought clothes at a justice nearby and her boyfriend picked us up. i cried the entire ride home. sadly, this was not the last time i shit mysel
My friend and I were taking a stroll around town and had stopped at Burger King for frozen cokes. After that, we went to the park and I still had my cup from said frozen coke. Now, dairy screws me up and earlier we had ice cream. Before walking in heat. Thankfully, the park had a porta potty and I went in and was unable to hold anything back. Then, I realized there was no toilet paper. NONE. So I sat in there like wtf can I do then I looked to my left and saw my empty Burger King cup. Long story short, I ripped it up and used it as toilet paper then pumped my hands full of sanitizer
With my boyfriend on a walk in the cemetery. I was suddenly urgently overcome with diarrhea. I had to squat behind a headstone. I felt so bad, like I disrespected the dead but I absolutely had no choice! Luckily my boyfriend kept watch. He still teases me about it to this day. I remember apologizing to the headstone.
I was on lunch with my wife and on my way back to my office. The office was set up like pods of 4 so you were never really private. So, on the ride back I went to fart. Nope. I sharted. I couldn’t get out of the car and I couldn’t fully put my butt on the seat so I kinda hovered over the car seat. I called my job and said I got sick and couldn’t come back from lunch. My supervisor asked about my bag and stuff at my pod. I told him I’d get it tomorrow. I was cracking up. We couldn’t stop laughing.
I was on my way to work one morning. I was maybe 10 minutes away when it hit me, and I wasn’t sure if I’d make it, but it was 4 am so no other places on the way were open. I get to work, and it takes about 5 minutes to get past security and get to the nearest bathroom. I try to get to the bathroom as quickly as I can, but literally as soon as I reached the stall, it all came out. And it came out EVERYWHERE. On the floor, all over my pants, the toilet. Luckily not a lot of people were there that early in the morning, so I tried my best to clean everything up, I had to throw out my underwear and I ran my pants under water and washed them with the hand soap. Unfortunately I couldn’t go home nor did I have an extra pair in my locker, and I didn’t completely get the smell out, so I spent all day in those pants. To this day I have no idea if anyone knows what happened but I never told anyone until now. And now I always make sure to keep spare clothes at work.
I went on a trip with some friends to the beach. There were five of us and my friend’s mom. The last day I was feeling particularly brave and so I decided that it was okay to poop “we’re leaving in less than an hour it’s fine” I thought. Biggest mistake of my life. I pooped, and mind you it wasn’t even that much cause I was scared of it not going away, and so when I flushed it IT DIDNT GO AWAY. The water went away but that asshole of a toilet just let the shit sit there. My effort literally went to shit. And so there I am freaking the fuck out because we’re leaving in twenty minutes and I can’t just leave it there. In my desperation I flushed the toilet again which only made it worse because now the toilet was full of water and the shit was just floating in circles. My best friend then knocks on the door and asks me if I’m done. I sure as fuck am not but I can’t tell her that so an idea flashes through my mind. I open the door just a crack and I tell her “Dude I just had my period, do you have anything I can use?” She then says “I only have pads, but the little ones” That was the response I was hoping for and you’ll see why in a sec. Then I tell her if she could bring me two of those and she gives them to me. Now listen, I’d given up on the toilet completely flushing but what really bothered me was someone seeing that piece of poop on the surface, and so I did what I had to do. I took one of the pads, completely extended it, took half of the poop, threw it in the trash and proceeded to the same with the other. You could still see the poop through the pad so I had to put some toilet paper and cover that shit up. Needless to say I felt gross…..and proud.
I thought I just had to fart… McDonald’s, morning of my AP Chem exam. I crapped my pants and then no store sold underwear that was open and I would have been late if I had gone home. I sat in poop the entire test time and ended up making a 1. Thriving and Surviving
In college, I went on a school service trip to Mexicali. A good portion of the school goes on this trip. Part of this trip was sleeping in tents and just generally living in close quarters with everyone. Well, on the last couple days, the stomach flu was spreading through the camp like wildfire. I woke up on the last day not feeling quite right, but just brushed it off. As I was helping pack up the tent, a wave of nausea hit me, and I vomited in front of the entire camp, which would have been bad enough, except for poop was actively shooting out my butt at the same time. Everyone on the trip saw it all unfold. Inside I was mortified, but I couldn’t stop this vomit/diarrhea cycle. Finally, the nurse came and gave me a shot of ondansetron (in my butt in front of everyone). The final embarrassment was yet to come. Back at school, I worked a front-facing job where a lot of students would come see me. I was recognized over and over as the “diarrhea/butt shot in front of everyone” girl.
I had an intolerance reaction at a friend’s birthday at her home (for those without any intolerances, intolerance reactions are typically violent on your digestive system). Anyway, I was talking to friends trying to pass it off as “feeling fine”, until I got surprised by diarrhea exploding out of my shorts onto her white rug.
On my gap year I got to go to a lot of amazing places and one of those amazing places was Fiji! I should preface this by saying it wasn’t the Fiji most people experience where they lay on a beach all day. We were in villages with no electricity or running water which is an experience I’m truly thankful for and would never give up, but obviously the environment was very different from what I’m used to in the US so I got sick, really sick. I learned what double dragoning is (when you’re throwing up and have diarrhea at the same time) and I would have to walk from my cabin, to the outhouse across the village to do this. We finally decided I should see a doctor, but it was a two hour drive in the back of a pickup truck on an incredibly bumpy road. This caused me to shit my pants. I don’t know why I thought I could just slip out a fart when I had been shitting fire the past couple days. Never trust the fart. It doesn’t go well.
I pooped my pants while simultaneously throwing up out the passenger door of my husband’s truck on the shoulder of the highway in bumper to bumper traffic. We were miles from a gas station so I just had to sit in my own sh*t while my husband tried to get out of the traffic as fast as he could.
It was my sophomore year of college and the ending of the semester. My roommates and I decided to go to Philly for the day during the weekend, but after a night full of heavy drinking and eating, my stomach was not in the best condition. It hurt ALL day and I reluctantly got in the car for the drive. As the day went on, I felt better and better. We stopped at Geno’s for some famous philly cheesesteaks. All that grease did me dirty. We all got in the car to drive to south street and parked next to a local park. We sat and talked for a while when I realized, holy shit… I’m gonna shit my pants. I got out of the car and darted towards the sight of stores and bathrooms. Realizing they would probably all be locked unless I bought something, I knew I would never make it. I ran straight to the public park and saw a building, thinking there would be a public bathroom… I was so happy. Praise the lord. To my sadness, no bathroom. At my wits end, I squatted next to the water fountain in the corner and pooped right in public (in the darkness). I apologize to the people who found my mess!
It was my freshman year of college and I had the most BEAUTIFUL lab partner for my chem 100 class, feeling like a lucky girl. One day during lab, my stomach was rumbling. I thought it was just gas, so I waited on as my lab TA gave her presentation for lab and gave us our “pre lab” quiz. Finally the lab started and so did my stomach… I suddenly had the urge to go, and go NOW. I told my gorgeous lab partner I would be right back and ran to the closest bathroom which was downstairs in the basement. I’m squeezing my cheeks, holding my butt together and finally make it to the bathroom. I swung the stall door open and right before I sit down and finally make it to victory, I shit my pants which were gray yoga pants. It took me about 15 minutes to clean myself up and create my game plan on what to do. I finally got the courage to go upstairs, tell my lab partner I threw up in the bathroom and needed to go home, and walked all the way home through main campus in my shit covered pants 🙂 chem 103 will forever haunt my dreams.
On a family vacation to Egypt, we visited the Valley of the Kings to see the tombs. I hadn’t felt good all day but I WAS NOT going to miss all the fun. As soon as we got there, little 16 year old me ran to the bathroom, bypassing the lady giving out toilet paper, rushed into a stall and EXPLODED! My sister ended up having to spend like $4 on toilet paper (you have to pay per square in public restrooms). Flash forward two hours, we’ve finished our tour and are leaving through the lobby…….. the toilets had been “closed for maintenance”.
I literally broke an Egyptian national monument. #mortified
I had just started dating this guy who was very wealthy and wanted to introduce him to my best friend, so we go over to his house and socialize for a few hours until after dark. My friend steps outside to have a smoke and a long time goes by, longer that usual for her. She eventually pops her head back in the door and say she needs me ASAP. I go out to the porch and she is freaking out. She proceeded to tell me that she stepped in a mud pit and got it all over his pristine deck. I told her that it was no big deal, we will just pick it up and clean it off with our hands. Half way through wiping it off I feel the grit and smell the funk. She had stepped in dog shit and we were smearing it all over the porch with our hands. We panicked and had to leave immediately and hoped that a rainstorm perhaps would wash it away. I never heard back from him.
I was in the car with my boyfriend and another couple. We had just eaten at Buffalo Wild Wings and my stomach was not happy with me. We were driving the other couple back home where there was a shit ton of construction going on on their road and we were at a stoplight. I began having the feeling of “oh my god, I need to go to the bathroom.” So I asked our friend if I could use their bathroom when we dropped them off, he said it was fine. Not a minute later, I had the worst diarrhea of my life in the passenger seat of our car. I looked at my boyfriend with a horror in my eyes, and I said to him, “I just shit myself.” As soon as we dropped our friends off, they were none the wiser since we opened all windows to air out a possible smell, we zoomed back to our house, I went inside and took a deep cleaning shower while my boyfriend cleaned up the car. I was so embarrassed and I was crying.
Took a shit in a dude’s house and then his toilet wouldn’t flush.
Found a plastic shower cap, grabbed my turd with it and baggied that thing like I do my dog’s poops. Quadruple layered it in toilet paper and put in the trash. The feeling of my own shit in my hand still haunts me.
I worked in a drive up coffee cart in high school. As you can imagine, is no bathroom in one of those things and the convenience store on the same lot was closed. I must have had a stomach bug or something and suffice to say, I had one of those ticking time bomb emergency poops. I had two choices: poop in my pants or poop in the trash can. I pooped in the trash can and had a very shameful walk to the nearby dumpster that any ordinary person driving by would think was a normal everyday task. It was not.
So I was 8 years old, in Girl Scouts and we had just went on a mini field trip to the movies. As soon as it was time for our parents to pick us up, I had this super intense cramp in my stomach, and I just knew I couldn’t wait. I told my cousin to wait in case my mom had come, and I just ran off into the speed of light, to find the bathroom. The second I walked in the stall, it ALL just came out, everywhere! Mushy, watery shit like I had bathed in a frekin mud bath!! Even worse I was wearing a skirt, and didn’t have time to unbutton it. I remember just bawling my eyes out and here comes my mom, she just starts cleaning the shit all over legs!! We had to throw away my socks, shoes and underwear. It was the most saddest thing ever. My mom hadn’t wiped my ass since I was a baby. Now my family always give me shit about this shit story.
My husband and I were on our honeymoon in Iceland in December. I was on some medication that makes stuff happen, uh, a lot faster than you’d hope and my stomach was adjusting to the food. We were about two blocks away getting groceries for the week one night, maybe just over a five minute walk away. We were checking out when I told my husband “I have to go NOW.” We check out as fast as possible and walk as quickly as allowed on snowy and icy streets and sidewalks. We get to the steps of our rental flat to unlock it and I felt it. I did everything I could to clench, but it all came forth like an explosion of hot lava. As if I was living out that scene from Bridemaids, I crouch down, crying, going “ITS HAPPENING.” We then get upstairs and I finish in the bathroom as my loving, AMAZING husband cleans my pants out with his hands.
I am a middle school teacher who has ibs (I know it’s a wonderful combo) anyways… one morning I had some coffee and as I start to feel the need to go, some of my students walk in with drama. As they are telling me what happened, I feel the cramping start and ground hogs day begin (you know the will it come out or not). Anyways, I finally excuse myself and as I am walking to the bathroom, it starts coming like lava, oh and have I mentioned that I am wearing a maxi, so there is no chance of stuff being catches and contained. Long story short, I had to use water and Lysol disinfectant to clean myself up because you know a teacher has got to teach
I had been out with my BF and dropped him at his apartment. I asked if I could use the bathroom as I was feeling BAD. He refused because his “roommate” was home. He then explained his roommate was his pregnant ex-girlfriend. So on top of the impending poop doom I get that little piece of info. I left so fast because I was crying and was going to poop my pants. I ended up having the worst bowel movement in a CVS parking lot a block away from this guys place, in a snow storm. Poo was everywhere so I stripped naked, wrapped myself in a blanket I had in the car, left my clothes at the scene, and drove home windows down naked smelling like defeat.
I was in the middle of an exam at school when my stomach howls and cramps seize my lower abdomen. Bolting for the bathroom, I make it to the toilet just in time to let the majority flow out except for this one hard bit at the end. No matter how hard I pushed, this little poop nugget just wouldn’t come out. I wiped anyway, and accidentally smeared poop EVERYWHERE- all over my hand, the waistband of my pants, the hem of my shirt… It took half a roll of toilet paper to clean it off my ass and clothes the best I could, and then I had to wash my hands. Having come to check on me because I’d been gone for so long, the teacher walked in to see me trying to scrape poop out from under my nails with a pencil into the sink.