Why do you have to go on these dumb family walks? It's not like you enjoy them.. get any benefits from them.. well... A familiar pain in your stomach says otherwise. Suddenly this walk has gotten a lot more exciting.
Your brother rushes on ahead with Mum and Grandma sticking behind, then you're left behind in your own thoughts. Those thoughts being, should you mess now or wait until the car? If you do it now, you'd have to walk around the rest of the place with a heavy load, and if you do it in the car all of your family will know what happened. There's no harm in wetting first, right? You feel a warmth in the front of your diaper.. it's happening. But this is only one of two, the best is still to come.
Forty minutes pass and the pain comes back. No one has suspected anything yet, especially not the wet diaper. It is leaking a tiny bit through to your jeans but you're not concerned. Out of nowhere, your body releases a loud fart which sounded wet.. and suddenly you really need to poop. Unfortunately it's not going to be as soft or smooth as you hoped. You haven't went for a few days do no doubt that it'll be hard and a struggle to get out and into your diaper. You fart a bit harder to at least move it forward, so then when you need to and it's ready, you can just push it out.
The walking is nonstop and pushes the urgency up there. Another fart comes out to stink up the diaper, and you try to push to see if anything will happen. A tiny bit comes out.
Somehow another hour passes and you still haven't went. However, you can't take it anymore. Your family is too far ahead to hear, so you stop, grunt and push, which is accompanied by more farts.. then.. almost there. one more push aaaaaand.. it's out. You start wetting again in celebration, then walk quickly to keep up. But wait.. there's more? Oh no.. you can't hold it. You clench your legs together, but it all seems to flood out, making the back end of the diaper droop down. It's very obvious you've pooped yourself, you simply can't deny it. You put your hand to your pants and can feel the dampness.
Another hour to go, in a packed poopy and wet diaper.
