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TIFU I shat my pants at universal studios (violently) (emotional)

I shat my pants at universal studios

Repost because I’m going back soon and needed to get rid of the nerves

I (F19) went on a family vacation a couple of months ago to universal studios. It was was amazing! Great food and rides. Now one of the best options for food for a large family like ours was to go to the 3 broomsticks and a feast from Harry Potter. The food was great potatoes, chicken, ribs and more! I gobbled that shit like no one’s business. I mean I was going IN. Now it’s a couple hours later and the park is about to close. My family and I are walking through the dr. Seuss land and my stomach rumbles. I’m like, ‘it’s fine just a fart all will be well’. Spoiler: all was not well. I duck into a corner so I don’t subject an innocent bystander to the foul smell coming from my body. I let it out. At first I thought that it was just a wet fart. I mean it’s Orlando, it’s about a million degrees and I was already going through swamp ass. I go to walk away and my butt cheeks are WET. I stop and think no way. There is NO WAY I just shit myself. I go to my mom (F42) and she runs from me. I mean she LITERALLY RUNS AWAY. I start borderline yelling in the middle of the road waddling my way to her. At this point I’m nearly crying. Turns out she was running because she had to fart too but that’s a story for another time. I ask her to check my shorts and she says she doesn’t see anything and it must just be sweat. I don’t believe her. I waddle to the bathroom pull down my shorts and there it is. Pale and chunky diarrhea. It smelt like death and I nearly threw up. So I do the only rational thing. Cry. So now I’m sweating, crying and sitting on the toilet leaking liquid death from my ass. An innocent family walks in an smells my mess and immediately walks out. Long story short, my grandma being the hero she is, bought me some new shorts and I cried myself to sleep that night.

TL;DR I ate way too much food and shat my pants in Orlando

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