I do love pooping my pants
I've enjoyed pooping in my pants since I was around 12 years old. I love the feeling of letting go in my pants and feeling the warm soft mess next to my skin. I do it as often as I can.
One morning this week I was doing dishes and felt the strong urge to poop. I was wearing undies under my sweat pants and a tee shirt. I knew I should hurry to the bathroom, but I didn't want to stop doing dishes. I relaxed a little when I bent over the dishwasher and felt a small amount of poop slip out between my cheeks.
That made the urges even stronger, so when one very strong urge to poop hit me, I just let it happen and filled my pants with very soft warm poop. I enjoyed finishing the dishes with my pants filled. I kept reaching behind me, feeling the large soft mass in my underwear. I sat down on the bench in the bathroom before getting into the shower. Of course that totally messed up my undies and sweatpants. And me too.