Not quite camouflaged (💩) *personal experience*

 I spent most of my day inside, not being naughty at all. I have an hourly beep app on my phone to remind me to drink water. Sort of for omo, and sort of just because I like the idea of staying hydrated. Well, I had to pee, but I held it just for a small thrill because I was getting bored. There was also an increasing urge to poop. My intention was to hold for a few days and make it a really satisfying relieving one in some naughty way. So I held it a while and thought it was under enough control to go on a walk. But then I got this crazy idea in my head. Walk to the walking path and wet my camouflage pants and hope to find a spot to poop my pants. There's trees on either side of that path. But walking there means a five minute walk on a frontage road next to the freeway, and then twenty minutes or so through a residential neighborhood. Well you can predict what happened instead of my nice little inconspicuous plan. Three minutes into my walk, still on the frontage road, the poop was coming. I tried to squeeze, I wanted to wait til I got away from all those cars at least. Step by step, the pulsing began, trying to creep it's way out. Small leaks of piss dribbling out. Panting and moaning, like oh no, not yet. I was near the street by the first house. And I couldn't hold on any longer. I let it loose, feeling it oozing out, hot and soft, filling my yoga pants. I just turned the corner by that house, and headed up the street, and there was someone mowing the lawn. God I hoped they were too busy to see the load in my pants. I walked to the opposite side of the street, a half a block up. Looking ahead and seeing three guys in bright yellow work wear and a truck. Even though it was a big naughty rush, there waddling my sexy shit-filled bottom, I was slightly panicky. So far since I let loose, three cars passed. I turned back around, deciding that there will be less chance of being found out if I was away from the neighborhood where surely there will be others outside on this fine sunny spring day. Heading back to the frontage road, I feel the load shifting, sliding sideways across my ass, and down my pants leg. Omg! So I walked to the grass, shook my pants leg and let the shit slide down my leg and out the bottom of my pants. Two more cars went by, still I turned my slightly lumpy, majorly stained ass away from them. Finally I get to the road and feel the urge to piss. At this point I no longer cared who saw, and let the piss flow. These camo pants hide wetness pretty well... Only after the initial shimmering. And another car went past as I was in the middle of a huge gushing, splashing out in waterfall like streams. I put my hand to my ass... There's still a small amount left there. I wanted to find a place to drop this one out, but I couldn't find one. So I turned around again and headed back behind my place, where there's a short street with a cul-de-sac. Maybe I could find a pine tree or some shrubs. I didn't want to risk someone seeing me shake my ass and pants leg, and watching a turd fall out my pants. I was lucky not to be spotted the first time. Patting my bottom every once in a while, hoping to knock it loose, walking for another ten minutes or so. Finally I reach the dead end, turn-around and nobody was out, so I managed to free the last bit of shit, scooching it along, hoping nobody was looking out the window. It finally drops and my sexy round ass no longer had any extra lumps. Hey it may be dirty af but I still love the shape of it. This was the only time I was hoping people were Not looking at my ass. The camouflage hid the wetness, but definitely not the telltale brown stains. Now at the end of the road, completely soaked and dirty, excited and feeling super naughty, laughing at my miscalculated poop accident, I headed for home. Most of the people I encountered were inside their vehicles, and so I couldn't really tell how much they noticed my dirty naughtiness. But then up ahead a guy came out of the house and headed for his truck. Just in time for me to stop and hope he doesn't see. He hops in and backs up, I'm standing a few yards away from his driveway. He sees me out his window, apologies for not seeing me as he was backing out. I pause waiting for him to put it in drive and get going. He waits for me. So now I have to wonder if he noticed my big brown spot on my ass as I walk in front of him before he takes off and drives past me. Totally embarrassed, but also feeling stinky and naughty, I walked home again. On the way, just for irony, I walked through a water puddle and peed myself again.