WARNING: EXTREME POOP CONTENT

Have you ever wet the bed? I don't remember ever doing so, but this is not about just wetting bed, this is about worse-- crapping in your pants while you sleep. It's like every time I need to go potty in real life while I'm sleeping, I have nightmares of worse case scenarios, trying to get to a decent bathroom just to do my business. For example, the door won't close of a private bathroom, or there's no door; the stalls won't close of a public bathroom or there is no stall; there's insect and crap creepily crawling on the toilet, someone creepily in the stall with to watch me do my business, the toilet is overflowed, the toilet is in the living room so everyone can see me, etc the list goes on. Those are some of the typical dreams I have when I really gotta go in real life. Well, I thought that you might enjoy hearing about a toilet trauma dream that I just had last night...

I'm at college dorm, which for some reason looks like my highschool. I need to go #2 badly. I run to the bathroom on the first floor, open the door and accidently walk in on a man occupying the bathroom. I was thinking Ohhhh crap!!! If he doesn't come out soon that's what I'm going to do in my pants! Expecting him to come out soon because he looked like he was just washing his hands... I wait, wait, wait... He NEVER came out! I can't take this anymore, I'm running to the 2nd floor!"

So I start going up the stairs but another obstacle causes me to have a difficult time-- the stairs consists of many steps and each step is so tiny that I can't fit my whole feet in each of them. In order to get up to the 2nd floor, I held on tight to the railing, went up the steps with my tippy toes, a couple steps at a time, having difficulties in keeping a balance. (I almost fall back down a couple times, but I keep holding on to the railing tightly.)

Continuing my struggle, I see these two girls walk up the stairs and pass by me with ease. They keep pausing and staring at me though, eyeing me with cold looks, and talking about me because they superficially think I'm such a loser. I struggled for a good amount of time and they sure got a good ego boost, eyeing me down like I'm some sort of loser/freak to them, the WHOLE time. I get to the top of the stairs and then they instantly stopped staring, staring ahead of them, and walking quickly acting all scared of me probably because I'm not in a vulnerable position anymore and I can beat the crap out of them (but kids, violence is NOT the answer)!

Speaking of crap, I run to the 2nd floor bathroom, but to my horrid luck, these girls are crowding at the door, not actually using the toilets. A guy is explaining something to them to why the bathroom cannot be used. It is because of some sort of incident, possibly someone's attempt to blow up this particular bathroom. But this bathroom will be available soon.

So I decide that there is no way in hell I'm going back down stairs or use any stairs to see if the other floor bathrooms are unoccupied! I need to GO, and I need to go NOW, and so I'm not taking anymore chances, I'm waiting on this floor and I'm going to get in when it reopens!!!

Trying to hold it in, I walk back and forth on the floor, trying to keep my mind occupied as I waited. After a few moments, an announcement came that the lavatory is now open... I run for my life, pushing everyone out of the way. I am so into getting a stall, I accidently cut through the big line there was, and take a stall; but I didn't care, I need to GO or things will be messy.

So I do get a stall, relieved that FINALLY I will get these little bad boys out of me, walk in quickly, and lock the door. Phew! I had a fear that the door wouldn't lock and swing open for the world to see. I turn around towards the toilet area and notice the stall is bigger than the typical handicapped stall, so I was pleased. BUT THEN, I noticed that the toilet was NIGHTMARISHLY unsanitary with poop still left in the toilet, and chunkies smudged towards the back of the seat. Oh my buddha lordy that's nasty... but I don't care, I'm desperate, I'll use it anyways!

So I quickly take off my purse and hook it on the hook then had difficulty taking my jacket off, but I finally get it off, but somehow my purse fell onto the nasty floor. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! this can't be happening, the hook has got to work! I pick it up quickly and hook it on.. everything is finally hooked. I run to the toilet, take toilet paper to wipe the nasty seat. Then I take some more toilet paper and layer the seat so I can sit on the seat without actual contacting my precious rear to the human infested seat. Oh boy, my stomach hurts so bad...

Finally, I sit down with such great relief... I'm about to release these monsters... [BUT problem... I started to wake up in real life and subconciously I was afraid that if I poop in the toilet in my dream, I would really poop in my pants in real life] So I'm sitting there.. scared.. and not knowing why. OH MAN, I have to go! I have to go! I have to! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

I woke up from this nightmare with pain in my stomache and actually needing to go. So I, with no nightmarish complications, happily did my business! :)