I had been fasting for a day and a half prior. I woke up this morning and poured myself a black cold brew like I usually do and logged into work (I work from home). I take my initial morning dump, Its diarrhea but I expected it based on how my stomach was feeling. I continue to work and my boss calls me on teams and starts going over my schedule. I feel my stomach and ass needing to shit and soon. He keeps talking and I’m literally dancing in my chair trying not to shit myself. I could start to feel shit crowning but the force was so heavy I couldn’t hold it if my life depended on it. Defeat had already set in. I could feel waves of shit POURing out of my asshole. I could feel the hot steamy mush crawl up my back as hes asking me if I can handle this workload. As soon as my bowels quit emptying themselves, he gives me an alrighty and hangs up. Divine timing. I immediately run to the bathroom and see the disaster that unfolded. shit ALL OVER my office chair. I get to the bathroom and pull down my shorts and theres poop everywhere. I get up to wipe and my toilet seat is covered in diarrhea. There are spots of poop all the way from my office chair to the bathroom where I was. Not droplets but oreo cookie sized spots. I showered as quick as possible and put on new clothes and got back to work. My chair smelled so bad of shit I wheeled it outside. I cleaned up the piles of shit on the floor but it still smelled horrible. I continue my day feeling like an empty shell of what I once was. My body however felt so good after that poop. It was by far the most I’ve pooped in a very very long time. I was playing over scenarios in my head “what if I was in the office” “what if I was on a plane” and I couldn’t help but be grateful for my scenario. During my lunch break, I mopped up all the poop stains on the floor and it was much worse that I originally thought. It was all over my bathroom rugs and scale. I have since thrown away everything that my shit had touched including my chair. I just got back from the shops to repurchase a new chair and rugs for my home. I couldn’t smell any poop when I got home which is a good sign, but I still feel icky about the whole situation.