>>12612336 (OP)
As far as I see it, there are three acute stages (or clusters) of emotion that occur when a grown adult shits their own pants. First, the realization of what's to come: a sudden, gripping panic, quickly joined with the burning need to prevent it at all costs. You know what's about to go down, and you know that you have to stop it no matter what. Even if you have to put your life on the line. ``Dear God, this can't be happening. I will not let this happen.''
But, of course, all the willpower in the world cannot stop this torrential flow of hot mud. So, as the dark deed commences, these emotions will slowly melt away into the second stage: a combination of sadness that it's happening, anger that you've let it happen, and, ultimately, acceptance that you can't stop it now. You can't unshit these pants. It is at this point that most will try to will themselves into astral projection just so they don't have to be present within themselves for the duration of the shitting. ``Why? Jesus Christ, why me? I thought I was a good person. Good people don't deserve this.''
The third and final cluster of emotions comes to you as you sit there, used and broken, with the fresh-brewed stew quickly growing cold around your ass. This is the moment when all faith tends to leave the average human soul, and when most people begin to truly understand that the universe, chaotic and unfeeling, truly does not care about them. ``This is the end. This is the end of everything. This body of mine is nothing but a husk, now.''
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