POOPY ACCIDENTS  

	Several issues ago, I wrote concerning my experiences 
with my mother, which included enemas, diapering after the 
enemas, and quite often, an intentional "accident" in the 
diaper. I am sure that mother knew I was messing my diaper 
on purpose, because she never scolded me and obviously 
enjoyed changing and babying me during these sessions, which 
occurred several times yearly, due to a problem with 
constipation. Mother completely dominated me until I left 
home at age 25, but in a very kind, indulgent sort of way. 
She went around the house a lot in just her bra and panties 
and often let me see her nude. One of my strongest desires 
was that she would be nude while she gave me my enema, but 
she never did it. However, sometimes she wore only the bra 
and panties when administering the enema, which was almost 
as stimulating, especially as I got into my teen years. On 
my 16th birthday we acted out a fantasy that led to a 
pooping game that went on between us for several years. 
	That day she mentioned how I was growing up, but that 
it was only yesterday that I was her baby. I replied that I 
would like to pretend that I was her baby again and wear a 
diaper. She asked several leading questions to see what I 
really wanted to do, and ended the conversation with a pat 
on my bottom and the statement, "Just go ahead and do 
whatever you want. I'll be glad to diaper my little boy if 
he has an accident in his pants." 
	I took the hint, and removed all my clothes except my 
briefs so that she could see the "accident" when it 
happened. Several hours later when I finally felt the need 
to have a bowel movement, I went into the room where mother 
was working. 
	She obviously knew what I was about to do. Neither of 
us said a word, but while she watched and smiled, I stood 
there and had the BM in my underpants right in front of her. 
She cuddled me, then let me walk around the house for a 
while in my bulging pants, as both of us enjoyed the view. 
She treated me as her baby for the rest of that weekend, 
changing my diaper whenever I needed it, and even holding me 
on her lap, removing her bra, and letting me suck on her 
breasts. 
	Following this, maybe once a month, we developed a 
routine that went on until I left home. Usually on a 
weekend, she would suggest that I take off my clothes, and 
"just relax in my underpants." We both knew that this was 
her permission to have another "accident" if I could. 
Sometimes it would take several hours before the need for a 
BM arose, but invariably I would not make it to the bathroom 
in time, or I might just stand in front of mother while I 
did it in my pants so she could watch as it happened. 
Sometimes she would stand behind me and would comment during 
my BM, saying things like "You're starting to have it right 
now aren't you?" or, "Your pants are starting to bulge in 
the back." 
	When I had finished, she might hug me and console me by 
explaining how she understood that little boys sometimes 
lost control and messed their pants. At other times she 
would make me stand in the corner in mock punishment, but 
always in front of a mirror so that I could look over my 
shoulder and see my poop filled pants. Then she would 
comment on how my pants were sagging between my legs or how 
it filled the seat of my pants when I had such a big BM in 
them. 
	The whole routine was very stimulating, and I usually 
got a full erection before it was over. This also caused 
many comments about the size of my penis and how it looked 
sticking up inside my briefs. Usually the scene ended with 
her diapering me and removing her bra so I could suckle her 
breasts. Sometimes I would come in my poop filled briefs, or 
later in the diaper while she held me. If I had not climaxed 
by then, I would go to the bathroom and masturbate to 
orgasm. All in all, it was a spectacular adolescence. My 
wife doesn't go in for my pooping and diaper fetish, 
although she knows about it. She is also very dominant and 
gives me enemas when I need them, and spanks my bare bottom 
when I displease her, to all of which I gladly submit.