Just as I was ready to pull my pants up and get back to homework, the urge to push came rushing back. Room in my diaper was running out so I sat on the toilet and began rubbing my tummy until I was ready to unload again.

I was so proud of this massive dump… it was so soft… squishy… I felt my brain empty with every push. But this thing isn’t even close to being full. I knew that my lump was too perfect to not mush so I pulled my plastic pants over my diaper and closed my onesie so my mess would stay contained.

As the seat of my diaper expanded and a big, soft, and satisfying load curled into the cushion, I felt all of my big-kid thoughts disappear. I had been constipated for days and sipping Miralax leading up to this was the right choice. The pushies in my pants felt heavenly… I couldn’t stop feeling it.

I ran to the bathroom and set up my camera. I feared I would be too late as I had to focus all of my strength on not poobing until my phone was in a good spot. I took off my clothes so I was in only my onesie and diaper, clicked record, and immediately released everything I had into my pants.