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Regular Mike

Two pound coffee can

Hello. The other day I had to poop and I wanted to squat. I had an empty plastic coffee can in the kitchen. This was a large coffee can. I think it had contained 33 ounces of coffee and was about seven and three-tenths inches in height. I figured that I would poop into the coffee can.

I had pooped into empty coffee cans before, but they had usually if not always been the size that contained 26 ounces of coffee and were six inches in height. I took off my clothes and put my coffee can into position so that when I squatted down I could hold on to the door frame, squat over the top of the coffee can, and view myself in my full-length mirror. When I squatted down I was pleasantly surprised to find that the added height to the coffee can meant that I could rest just a little bit of my weight on top of the coffee can. It was nice having just a little support from underneath as I squatted to poop. I did not have to push too hard, and almost all of my poop came out with a single push. I produced probably about one and one-third cups of poop. Then I went and sat down on my toilet for a few minutes. While on the toilet I pushed out a few small pieces of poop. I enjoy letting the smell of the poop linger for a while. Since the poop in the coffee can is not covered up by water, the gases from the poop flow freely through the air of the bedroom and bathroom. I associate the smell of the poop with the feeling of relief that I have after pooping. I also like being able to look at the pile I have produced. It is as if I am looking at a physical representation of the relief I now have after releasing such a monster load of mushy poop. The sight and the smell complement the feelings of relief and relaxation.

I wonder if others feel this way about the sight and smell of their own poop. I mean, sure, the poop stinks and the poop is something one ultimately wants to eliminate from one's living space. But it seems like a natural thing to find from the smell of the poop some reassurance that we have in fact successfully eliminated the waste from our body.

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Becky

Sharing a bathroom is the worst!

I hate it. My roommate still leaves messes on the seat. And we're both on our period. Kill me now.

Same is true at work, minus the mess on the seat. One of the new girls loves to hog the bathroom for like 20 minutes. We have one key, hurry the f*** up!

Every single person in the world needs their own bathroom. Having to clean up other people's messes sucks so much.

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Jane

Story request for tricky

Hey tricky could you tell a story where the babysitter you mentioned pooped in front of you?

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Annie

To John H

1. I drink a lot of water since my medications cause me to be very thirsty (on about 3 different anti seizure medications, high doses because of my brain tumour and occasional seizures, on laxatives, high blood pressure medication etc). Plus my room can be warm so I need to keep hydrated. I don't know how long they last but I would estimate 30 seconds to a minute.

2. Yes and I usually poop a lot (they've been very big even when I was a small skinny girl. Now I'm 5'11", not skinny but not huge either)

3. I enjoy it now that I'm older, I eat very healthy, drink a lot of water and can go a lot easier. When I was a kid and teenager I usually clogged the toilet. Now most of the time they go down. I very rarely clog the toilet.

4. Fairly often (once an hour or hour and a half on the heavy days, less on the less heavy days) and they can be heavy. It depends.

5. This is temporary until I get housing which I think is supervised housing for ABI (Aquired Brain Injuries). It's a long ish wait (been here for close to a year or a year or something I don't know)

You're welcome. I hope that answers your questions.

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Dylan

Project w/Crush

I was hanging with Taylor after school whose my female friend and crush. I went to hi life with her at first to get food. We ate then I went to her house. We had to work on a project for our science class. Once I went into her bedroom, she told me "I'm gonna take a shit but you can come in so we can discuss the project" So I followed Taylor into her bathroom which is connected to her bedroom then I locked the bathroom door. I saw her pull down her shorts & underwear to her ankles; then she got on the toilet. She was wearing yellow underwear. I secretly started a timer on my phone to see how long she would take. First, she peed which took her about 20 seconds. Then we started talking about how we'd go through the project and what we need to do. We also talked about people from our school, our classes, Star Wars, and our pooping habits. After 12 minutes, I heard a splash so I asked "Are you done?" and then she looked between her legs to see how much poop came out. Then she said "Nah I feel more coming." 5 minutes after that, she said "A huge shit is gonna come outta me soon" 3 minutes after she said that, I heard a big splash. She then said "oh my god that was huuuge." She was done pooping and it took her 20 minutes. Taylor said "I feel so much better now", then she wiped, flushed, pulled up her shorts & underwear, and washed her hands. We then started the project and worked on that for the next 3 hours. We made a lotta progress, then we took a break and her mom made us dinner. We had hot dogs which was cool. We went back to our project for another hour, but then I had to leave so we planned to meet up again 2 days later to finish it up.

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Veronica

Back after a couple years (:

>Wow it's been a while since I wrote here. To recap, most of my stories
Have been about my boyfriend Carl pooping, well now he's my fiancé! We got engaged in December and our wedding will be in June. Anyway, yesterday we were laying in bed when
He let out a huge fart. He knows I love it when he farts too (; "babe I gotta shit, come with me?"
I smiled following him into the bathroom. Pulling down his boxers he
Situated himself on the toilet. He scrunched up his face, pushing out a huge turd.
"This one's really solid" he moaned. I took a look back there seeing a dark poop peeking out
Of his asshole. I rubbed his back telling him to push.
He grunted loudly, the shit still not budging. He spread his cheeks apart, his anus looked really spread out from this turd, his attempts at pushing started to work. The crackling came, the poop became softer and lighter in colour. "Keep going" I encouraged still rubbing his back. The smell filled up the room quickly, his big shit plopped into the toilet. He sighed
And started peeing, "feel better?" I asked. He turned to look at me nodding his head in relief.
Once he was done pissing I wiped him, I love wiping him. However today he seems to have trouble pooping, poor thing. I hope he has better luck tomorrow.

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Toiletkid

Defecation some big poop

This happened after lunch, in half an hour. I was lying on the couch reading a book when I felt like pooping. I put the book aside and went to the toilet. When I got there, I loosely locked the door. Since nobody else was home, I didn't bother to lock it. Coming to the toilet, I raised the toilet lid and pulled my pants and underwear down. I sat down on the toilet and started pooping. At first, I loudly farted a few times, then I felt that a big, soft poop was crawling out of me. The poop was very big but also very soft so it came out without any pain. It crawled slowly but didn't stop so I decided not to push. After a few minutes, the poop finally fell into the toilet with a loud splash. I sighed with relief but I wasn't done yet. I farted again and another big, soft poop crawled out. This one came out really quickly and soon fell into the bowl. Then I had to push to defecate the rest of the feces out. I was pushed a few times, and then a soft, big, long poop crawled out and fell into the toilet with a loud plop. After pooping, I started to wipe my butt. I used three pieces of toilet paper to wipe. I got up and saw that the poop in the toilet was big, but not so big that it seemed like it was when I pooped. I pulled up my underwear and pants and flushed the toilet. When my poop flushed, I admired it.

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Annie

Biggish poop a while after dinner

I hope everyone has had a good weekend. Mine was okay, nothing special. Got up this morning with a very bloated stomach (am on period yuck and trying to get rid of a lot of stuff from my body). For breakfast microwaved and had bananas and red beans in a hot soup (it had to be microwaved for 5 minutes). After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications. Spent the morning on my phone on the internet. For lunch I had a sandwich with lettuce, meat (it was a double decker sandwich) with oranges and grapes on the side. I didn't bother with tea today, just water. Then for dinner an hour and a half ago I microwaved cabbage, shrimp, green beans, rice and a jar of water for afterwards. After dinner I took my 5 PM medications and took my stuff downstairs.

Only a couple of minutes later I got the urge to poop so I put my water jar and notebook in my room, closed the door, turned off the light, took my Walmart bag into the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and black high-cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot then pushed out quite a bit of biggish solid poop. Wow. Was done within about 30 seconds. Reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, took some off the roll, rolled up my sleeves, put the bag on the floor and started wiping. First I wiped my vagina then I wiped my butt really well until there were no marks. Tossed it into the toilet between my legs.

Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a fairly big poop in the toilet, fairly solid about 1 1/2 to 2 feet long. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again after to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands well turned off the tap and the light, grabbed the Walmart bag again and left the washroom again. Went to my room, put the Walmart bag on the floor, dried my hands on the towels in here, put the outside flip flops outside my room, came back in here put those flip flops on and writing this. Please try to enjoy the rest of your weekend, stay safe, healthy and happy.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Anna from Austria
@Dan H Yes I can remember the story as well. And now I can really more relate to pacific Islander women in that story.

It is nothing unusual that having a coffee makes me go number 2 but never had such a strong coffee than th Red Eye (never have seen such drink offered in Austria) in the first place but kicked in much stronger than a normal coffee and it was different kind of my standard coffee po.

Visited the coffee shop again today and I really have to say they have to something about the bad ventelation system. Was there only for poo this time but some other lady must have used the restroom shortly before me. There was again a rather strong poo smell lingering in the air.

greetings from Austria

Anna

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Erin B

Kansas City Trip

Hi everyone! I just thought I would share my recent experience about a trip I had several weeks ago. My boyfriend and I travelled to Kansas City for a family baby shower and it was a really good trip with seeing lots of family and friends…along with some interesting bathroom experiences.

This was a very quick trip and we only were able to travel for the weekend. On Saturday morning, my boyfriend and I's flight left at 7am. This meant we had to be at the airport at 5 to make sure we had enough time going through security. As we got to the airport and went through security, we got some Starbucks and waited at our gate. Before boarding, I always try to poop so that I don't have to poop on the plane (made that mistake before!) and make it all a comfortable trip. I told my boyfriend I'd be right back and went to the bathroom. Luckily this terminal was very new and the restroom had brand new stalls that went all the way down to floor. The bathroom was very busy with lots of noises from women peeing and pooping. A stall finally opened up and I went in closed the door. I pulled down my leggings and thong and took a seat cover from the wall. I sat down and began to pee which lasted about 15 seconds. I could hear my neighbor farting with loose poop but I couldn't see who it was as the stall was very closed off. I pushed out 4 logs with he first one being the biggest. It landed below me and coiled in he bowl below. Immediately my stall filled with a strong poop smell. I sat for a few more minutes and felt done and began to wipe. I wiped 5 times to make sure I was all clean and flushed the toilet. I left a few skidmarks, which was a little embarrassing as the woman hat went in after me totally knew I just took a big poo.

The flight to Kansas City was very nice and we got to the airport sooner than expected. Kansas City had a brand new airport less than a year old and it had one thing I was not expecting to see. As we landed and walked through the different terminals, Kansas City had an All Gender public bathroom. I found this interesting as I had never seen one before, especially not in the states. Neither me or my boyfriend had to go when we landed so we didn't use it then. I had mixed thoughts about it though. The thought of pooping next to a man made me slightly uncomfortable but I also thought about the necessity of it and how practical it is.

We got to the baby shower at a church in Kansas City. It was a very cute party and it had lots of food and desserts for everyone to enjoy. After lunch and eating plenty of desserts, my stomach was really ready for me to find a toilet. I asked where the restroom was and hurried down the hall to find it. The church building was rather old and the bathroom was not the best. It had old blue stalls wooden doors and was not the cleanest. It had 4 stalls in total and I initially went in the first, only to find it clogged with lots of paper and poop. I went to the second stall and sat down. We had changed at a family member's house so I was now in a nice turquoise dress and white sandals. I pulled up my dress and pulled my underwear down and sat on the seat. No one was in the bathroom at this time and I blasted out some diarrhea. I farted VERY loudly and my stomach was really cramping. I heard the door open and someone took the last stall to left of me. They sat down and peed and flushed quickly. While they were washing their hands I couldn't help but release more loose diarrhea, and fart as it all came out. As they left I felt done and started to wipe. It took a lot of toilet paper to get me clean and I had to flush several times to avoid clogging my toilet. As I got back to my boyfriend he asked if I was okay, to which I told him about how my stomach had been upset.


The rest of the day and night was uneventful and we had to be up early again to make our flight back home. The following day we had lunch and got to the airport in the afternoon. As my boyfriend and I were talking I felt the need to poop again and told him about the all gender bathroom. He was rather surprised about it too and asked if I was going to use it. I initially said no, and made my way to ladies restroom. On the way there I figured, if I'm gonna experience it I might as well experience it here and walked back to the all gender bathroom. As I walked in, it felt super weird walking in with men and women into a bathroom of all places! The bathrooms had lots of stalls, each was their own private room. Above the stalls there was a light that would go from green to red, depending on if it was occupied or not. I found and open stall and shut the door behind me. It was a rather spacious stall. I pulled down my pants and underwear and sat on the seat cover I pulled from the wall. As I began to pee someone took the stall next to me. It seemed like it was a man as they coughed loudly when they got in. I started to poop and let out soft logs into the bowl below me. The man flushed and left and was replaced by two girls who were talking as they closed the door. The walls of the stall were just regular stall walls however they went all the way down to where you can't see anything beside you. I could hear everything that was going on the stall next to me. The first girl peed and they chatted about their flight and also talked about how nice the bathroom was. The girl got up and was replace. By the second one. As she peed, I couldn't help but release a rather loud toot as I pushed out my final turd. They got quiet and finished up and left. I worked the toilet paper roll, and flushed my poop after I wiped my butt clean. I returned to my boyfriend and told him all about the experience. He found it very interesting and was surprised that men and women were using the same bathroom. Before we boarded he went to the bathroom and came back and actually had good things to say about it. The bathroom offers a little more privacy than a regular bathroom but was also very clean. It was a very interesting experience to say the least! What are y'all's thoughts about an all gender bathroom? Would you poop next to the opposite gender?

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Annie

John H's survey

You're welcome. My poops have usually been big, even as a little girl. I'm 38 in 2 months.

1. I don't know, but fairly long sometimes. Depends on how much water I drink (I'm on a lot of medications and some of them make my mouth dry so I drink a lot of water to keep hydrated). It's fairly noisy.

2. Yes.

3. Yes. I enjoy it more now as an adult who eats healthy and drinks plenty of water. Growing up I ate mostly healthy but little to no water because I hated it. It caused my poops to become hard and my mom would have to plunge the toilet (this was as a kid and teenager)

4. I change it when it needs to be changed (when it's full or getting close). I don't write it down. I just check each time I go to the washroom.

5. I'm living with her temporarily until I get the call from my worker saying my place from housing is ready.

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Thunder

My pooping therapist

Last week I was a bit banged up. I took a whole lot of laxatives and like the next morning got the urge. I did not want a repetition of what happened last week where I nearly passed out on the toilet due to such a hard motion.
It was opportune for me to see my therapist She took me to the toilet wearing gloves and facemask and gave anal and rectal area Massage and set me on the toilet and massaged my stomach. She told me to relax and then push out all came . I felt so much better, but it really stunk. This therapist is really particular. She cleans the toilet seat before I sit on it and it's very gentle with bottom wiping. She cleans the toilet after I used it and spray the air freshener.
A very good experience.

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STREAKS

My wife pooped in front of me today

My wife pooped in front of me today. Always a treat for me. She generally tried to avoid doing this because "It's just polite to distance yourself." I was in our en-suite bathroom shaving and getting ready for a shower. She came wondering in for no apparent reason. She was making small talk and wiping off the counter on her side. Then it suddenly occurred to me. My daughter had a friend over. When we have company, my wife will only poop in the solitude of our bathroom. By this time, I strongly suspected she had to go #2. I continued my grooming my beard and chit chatting. She finally gave in to her urge. She said "Welllll...I have to go poop." She stuck out her behind and made an audible but restricted fart through her pants. I said "I am going to be here for a few minutes; Just go." She had a panicked look in her eye, She said "You know I hate it when you watch me squeeze." I assured her saying "You know we both grunt and poop exactly the same way. When I married you, I married your butt too. Your fine. Just go poop." With that, she pulled down her pants and sat on the toilet next which was right next to my sink. She peed very lightly and for a short period of time. This is always the case if she has to go #2. For #1 only, the stream is strong. She stared straight ahead with a blank and concentrated look. Then...The tell tail hiss fart. About two seconds worth. Silence again. Next was a very high pitched zipper fart. Then, no action for 30 seconds or so. She just sat there with her elbows on her knees. I decided to break the awkward silence by asking questions about our upcoming garage sale. Oddly, she did not answer. Then she said very quickly "I can't talk right now, my poop is coming." Then things kicked in to action. She leaned further forward and got on her tippy toes. She blew hard three times like blowing out birthday candles. Then, all breathing stopped and the familiar crackle sound began. The crackling was continuous as several pieces fall into the water. She held her breath through the first round and finished with a grunt that sounded like clearing your throat. The smell quickly filled the room. The sounds briefly paused while she caught her breath. Then more focus and she continued. After a total of about 10 small plops and on larger one, she seemed to be done. She sat there motionless and seemed relieved. The remainder of her pee began to escape. She then began to pull off the paper while answering my earlier question. With the paper folded, she leaned back but did not wipe as if working on the very last piece. A last plop finally ended the whole event. While seated, she reached behind with her right hand and did one slow wipe. Trying not to stare, I caught a glimpse of the paper. She didn't know I saw it. I was shocked at how dirty it was. It took three wipes to clean up. She flushed while seated, almost certainly to avoid my seeing the finished product. The got up, fixed her clothing and continued with chit chat as if nothing had happened. I never let on how much I love when she does this. Some people say pooping ruins a marriage. I couldn't disagree more. I feel our bond is stronger every time she does this.

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Wednesday, April 17, 2024

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Bethany

Pooped at a restaurant

This story happened yesterday. I had a late lunch (about 2:45) at a local sit-down restaurant, and when I finished eating I needed to poop. I headed off to the bathroom area and ended up entering the ladies' room shortly behind one of the waitresses.

Only the first stall was occupied, which I figured must have been the waitress I'd just seen, and there was one lady at the sinks. I took the third stall out of four. As I was lowering my skirt and undies, I heard the waitress start to poop and the smell was immediately noticeable but not too bad. The lady at the sink must have been fixing her makeup or something because I heard her wash her hands but the bathroom door didn't open for a while.

The waitress was noisily pooping, a lot of crackling and plops. I peed and then started to poop myself. My poop was slow to come out, a few pieces then nothing for a bit before a few more pieces. After a few minutes the woman left and a few more minutes later the waitress' poop started to slow down. Then it was just the two of us letting out an occasional turd. A couple ladies came in, peed, and left.

It had been about ten minutes, and I was feeling like I was almost done but still had a bit more to go. Between the waitress and I the bathroom was really stinking. Then someone else came into the bathroom. It must have been another waitress as she asked "Lucy, are you still in here?" The waitress in the stall answered yes and quietly asked if the other girl would come in the stall with her, before flushing the toilet.

She did, and they talked for a bit as I continued letting out a few turds. They were clearly trying to be quiet, but failing at it, as I could hear their entire conversation. The pertinent bit was that their manager was upset/concerned about how long Lucy had been in the bathroom and had sent the other girl in to check on her. Lucy said she was just going number two, hadn't been in a few days, and would need a while longer. She told the other girl to tell their manager she was having "lady problems" and that "it'll shut him up and he won't ask any more questions"

The other girl left the bathroom just as I was finishing up and started to wipe. The waitress was still pooping as I wiped, flushed, washed my hands, and then left the bathroom.

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Annie

Biggish poop a while after dinner

I hope everyone has had a good weekend. Mine was okay, nothing special. Got up this morning with a very bloated stomach (am on period yuck and trying to get rid of a lot of stuff from my body). For breakfast microwaved and had bananas and red beans in a hot soup (it had to be microwaved for 5 minutes). After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications. Spent the morning on my phone on the internet. For lunch I had a sandwich with lettuce, meat (it was a double decker sandwich) with oranges and grapes on the side. I didn't bother with tea today, just water. Then for dinner an hour and a half ago I microwaved cabbage, shrimp, green beans, rice and a jar of water for afterwards. After dinner I took my 5 PM medications and took my stuff downstairs.

Only a couple of minutes later I got the urge to poop so I put my water jar and notebook in my room, closed the door, turned off the light, took my Walmart bag into the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and black high-cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot then pushed out quite a bit of biggish solid poop. Wow. Was done within about 30 seconds. Reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, took some off the roll, rolled up my sleeves, put the bag on the floor and started wiping. First I wiped my vagina then I wiped my butt really well until there were no marks. Tossed it into the toilet between my legs.

Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a fairly big poop in the toilet, fairly solid about 1 1/2 to 2 feet long. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again after to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands well turned off the tap and the light, grabbed the Walmart bag again and left the washroom again. Went to my room, put the Walmart bag on the floor, dried my hands on the towels in here, put the outside flip flops outside my room, came back in here put those flip flops on and writing this. Please try to enjoy the rest of your weekend, stay safe, healthy and happy.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Just Another Girl

Answers to Pete's Survey

What time of day do you fart the most?

When I wake up in the morning.

If you have a relationship do you mind if your partner farts?

Not at all. My girlfriend and I fart openly in front of each other, and I'm glad that we can do such natural things in each other's company without embarrassment. We both understand that nature will inevitably take its course, and we don't feel ashamed about bodily functions.

Do you enjoy farting?

Yes, and I'm proud to admit it!

Do you like it when someone farts or are you just embarrassed?

It depends on who the person is. If it's a stranger in a public place, I feel embarrassed on their behalf. If it's someone I'm close to - such as my girlfriend, I just smile and say "better out than in" or "oopsie" (or if it's particularly smelly or happens a few too many times, I ask her if she needs to go and sit on the toilet). When my children fart, I try not to make a big deal of it because I don't want to embarrass them. So my answer to this question is quite subjective.

Do you say anything when you or someone else farts?

I say "pardon me" or "excuse me" or "sorry" when I do. In my answer above, I mentioned what I say when my girlfriend does. If it's one of my children, I usually say "uh-oh" and then we laugh about it.

I hope my answers are satisfactory :)

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VioletIndigo

Pete's Farting Survey Responses

1. What time of day do you fart the most?
After dinner.

2. If you have a relationship do you mind if your partner farts?
No, we fart in front of each other; we're both women and we've been together for years at this point. Before I dated my current girlfriend, I vaguely remember that either I farted (on accident) in front of one of my ex boyfriends, or maybe he farted in front of me (I don't remember since that was forever ago).

3. Do you enjoy farting?
I enjoy the sensation of farting and I think the sounds are funny, but I don't like the smell. I really do not like sharting, or having farts that feel like they could be sharts. It rarely happens to me.

4. Do you like it when someone farts or are you just embarrassed?
I wouldn't say I'm ever embarrassed when someone else farts. Depending on who it is and how the fart itself is, I either find it funny, cute, or gross.

When my ex (a pudgy, nerdy white guy) farted in front of me, it was small and in an intimate context and so I thought it was cute and endearing (mostly because it didn't have a smell).

When I was a teenager, I had this friend (a really short, petite blonde girl) who was really into me (I was not into her). We were shopping at a mall one day, and she stepped away for a second to "look at something." I walked over to her, and there was an absolutely rancid fart smell. I didn't acknowledge it, and neither did she, but she seemed embarrassed.

A college friend of mine (tall, athletic blonde lady) was in my car one day, we were just chilling in a parking lot. She said "I'm going to step out, I've got to fart," and she did that and we made a joke about it.

When my best friend farts in front of me, I think it's funny. My best friend swears that her farts do not stink. We've had casual conversations about farting before.

To be honest, when my girlfriend farts, I don't have particular feelings. I don't find it particularly funny, or gross, or a "turn-on" or a "turn-off." It just kind of is what it is.

But I'm not going to judge anybody if they fart around me. I do not have a uniform reaction, every situation is different. Sometimes it's nasty, sometimes it's endearing, sometimes it's hilarious.

As for if I fart around other people, I try to be private about it in front of people who aren't my girlfriend, my mom, or my best friend. Stepping away, making noise, or if I think there won't be a smell I sort of spread my cheeks apart and slowly let it out to avoid making noise. I don't recall farting in front of anybody who's not my girlfriend, mom, or best friend and so I do not know how I would feel. I barely ever poop in multi-stall public toilets, and when I fart on public toilets while pooping I'm not embarrassed.

5. Do you say anything when you or someone else farts?
If I'm with my best friend, I'll say "I farted," and we'll giggle for a second about it. Otherwise, I don't say anything. Around my mom or my best friend, I announce that I've got to fart before I do it. If someone else farts, I might just say "nice" if it's something I can hear. If someone else farts and it's silent but deadly, I just don't acknowledge it if they don't acknowledge it first. If the person laughs after they fart, I laugh too. If they seem embarrassed, I don't acknowledge it.

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Petro

To Maria:

Hi, Maria!
I read your (unfortunately) very short post in the end of March or in the beginning of April. I'd like to ask you some questions about your pooping, if you don't mind. And before doing it, I'd like to introduce myself shortly. My name is Petro, I'm 41. I was born and grew up in Ukraine, but I constantly live in Germany since 2001. I often read something on this site since 2021.
1. Is it difficult for you to poop?
2. As you're pooping, have you to strain a lot for pushing your poop out?
3. Do you usually fart before you start pooping?
4. As you sit down on the toilet for pooping, have you always to push a lot before your first turd comes out?
5. As you go pooping, do you usually push one big turd out or do you poop several ones out as a rule? How was it with it as you pooped outside last summer?
6. Do you always poop by yourself? Do you ever use enema or suppositories?
7. Do you usually poop as you feel you have to do it? Do you ever sit down on the toilet and trying to poop without having an urge for it? Would you be able to poop in that case?
8. Have you ever a situation as you sit down on the toilet for pooping and start pushing, but you can't push your poop out? And have you often situations as you have to push for a long time during pooping? If you had such situations, did you perceive them as a positive thing?
9. Do you like pooping? If you have to push a big turd out, is it pleasant for you? Do you take it for a positive or a negative thing?
10. If you've pushed a big turd out, are you proud of it?
11. As you pooped outside during your biking trip last summer, was it more difficult for you to do it there as you usually do it on the toilet at home? Had you to strain a lot at that time for pushing your poop out?
12. Did you like pooping outside during your biking trip last summer?
13. Did you ever poop outdoors before the last summer? If you did, did you do it only alone or also with somebody else?
14. Did you ever make a buddy dump with somebody?
15. Did you ever poop together with your mother? If you do, do you comment your pooping of each other?
16. Do you like peeing? If you pee a lot of urine out, is it pleasant for you?
17. Do you often try to poop after peeing? As you sit down on the toilet for your morning pee, do you usually also try to poop after it?
18. Do you ever stand up for peeing?
19. May I also ask you some questions about pooping in your childhood next time?

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Sunday, April 14, 2024

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John H

Questions for Annie

Hey all.
@Annie. Thanks for continually sharing your posts. Sounds like you are having lots of big poos in recent times. Some questions if you don't mind answering.
1. You mention peeing a lot sometimes in your posts. How long does your pee last generally and is it noisy coming out?
2. Do you always pee before letting your poo out?
3. Do you enjoy the feeling of the bigger poos as they come out or are they nothing special to you as you have always had large poos?
4. How often do you have to change your pad and do you need to keep notes in your book to remind you to change or not?
5. Will you always live with your care giver or do you plan to move out some day to a place of your own?
Thanks and hope this is not too many questions.
Take care all.
John H.

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Tricky

Re: Pete, Doing number two

I've almost always taken all the time I need to sit on the toilet, regardless of where I'm at. While I don't rush the job, I generally don't waste time and hold it back either. I like for my poop to come out on its own, letting gravity do most of the work, and generally avoid straining unless necessary. This tends to feel the best for me, and results in well-formed, continuous, unbroken logs that feel great sliding out, leave a satisfying vacuum feeling in my colon when completed, all while minimizing cleanup. Sometimes, it results in my poop being out in a minute or two, sometimes it requires 10 or even 20 minutes and I'll bring reading material for those occasions. Then there's the wiping, requiring yet more time.

I don't see having to poop at home as a disadvantage. It's really the most comfortable place to poop. I always have toilet paper, privacy, and can even use my sink or shower to do a more thorough cleanup job if the results were particularly messy, which is important given how messy some of my larger bowel movements are. The toilet seat is always clean which is probably the most important factor.

That said, I do regularly shit away from home and have indeed built up a wealth of experience having done so. I've been pooping in public restrooms an average of about once a day since kindergarten, some days 0 times(such as middle school and one of the high schools I went to, which had no stall doors), and very many days 2 or more times(when I first entered the workforce and ever since). I used to dread/hate pooping in toilets away from home because it was embarrassing to me, but once I entered the workforce in my late teens, my mindset changed, because I was getting paid to poop on company time, and by that point I had already pooped in public restrooms thousands of times with other people present. I've since grown to like pooping away from home. I've probably in total pooped in public restrooms more than 10,000 times, and at other people's homes a few thousand times. 98% of the time, my away-from-home sit-down toilet visits are uneventful and nothing embarrassing or notable happens. That other 2% of the time, well, that's still very many stories that have resulted, many of which I've shared here.

My experiences include but are not limited to pooping at friends' houses, pooping at dates' houses(even on first dates), pooping in stalls with people looking in at me through the gaps, pooping in stalls with female janitors present who saw me enter and/or exit the stall and heard my noises, pooping in short stalls r stalls with unusually short doors that exposed me from the torso above and only covered my lower half with other people present in the room abl to see my face while I pooped, pooping in doorless stalls or even open toilets without any stalls with other people in the room able to see me on the toilet, pooping with fellow students, pooping with coworkers, getting doors opened on me while pooping, having to ask people for toilet paper and in some cases even open the door exposing myself so they could hand me some, clogging public toilets, clogging toilets at work, clogging toilets at friends' or girlfriends' houses, pooping at parties, getting intruded upon while pooping at parties, getting propositioned by creepy people while on the toilet, pooping outdoors, pooping in vault toilets or outhouses(parks and camp sites), pooping at the side of the road with cars passing by...

Having done the above, no scenario where I have to poop away from home causes me embarrassment or stress anymore. As long as the restroom I find is clean, and I have adequate supplies available for the cleanup job, I don't really care about its privacy or lack thereof or if other people are in the room with me. I just use the facility whenever a need arises as if it were a perfectly normal thing, because it is.

So, since you've shared your preference for pooping away from home, what experiences do you have that have stood out? I'm especially interested in hearing stories from your youth.

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Dan H

To Anna from Austria

Dear Anna,
I LOVED your story about going to the bathroom after the redhead barista at that hip coffee shop. Don't feel bad about the next user of the bathroom, as she probably would have to use it for the same reason as you two.
It reminds me of a story by "LC" back on page 2914. At a public library, this poster witnessed the effects of a red-eye coffee on an athletic lady from the Pacific.

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Pete

Questionnaire on farting

What time of day do you fart the most?

If you have a relationship do you mind if your partner farts?

Do you enjoy farting?

Do you like it when someone farts or are you just embarrassed?

Do you say anything when you or someone else farts?

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MD Dan

Severe Constipation After Traveling

Hey everyone! I recently got back home after traveling for about 5 days. During my travels, I ended up severely constipated. I only get constipated very rarely, and I honestly can't remember the last time I had been constipated this badly. I pooped once, on the first day, and ended up clogging the hotel toilet. After that, I went the 4 days without any movements at all, and not for a lack of trying. By the third day, my gut was aching and I desperately needed to poop. But I'd sit on the toilet and literally nothing would happen, just cramping. Not even a hint of something moving. After I got home, it had been a whole 4 days since I'd gone. I know it's not unusual for many people, but this almost never happens to me and it was very uncomfortable.

I decided to get a "gentle" laxative to see if it'd help. I took the recommended dose and waited. The packaging advertised relief in "as little as 30 minutes" so I was hopeful. Well, an hour later (about 9:30am) I started to feel something urgent in my bowels. I headed to the bathroom in my house and took a seat. A long log exited slowly, very hard at the beginning and turning very soft at the end. This was followed by an enormous burst of gas that had been trapped. Finally, some relief! Feeling much better, I went about my day, running some errands, and enjoying some time off work. Later in the afternoon, around 6pm, I was driving home and felt an incredibly urgent need for the toilet. Like, I was going to shit my pants if I did not get on a toilet in about 5 minutes. I hadn't even eaten anything all day because I still felt somewhat sick. I noticed a local coffee shop in a shopping center down the road and pulled in.

There was no one in line when I entered and I walked up to the counter and ordered a hot herbal tea. One, because I don't like using the restroom in a business without buying something from them, and two, I thought the tea might help to rehydrate me and sooth my stomach. As soon as the order was in, I all but ran to the bathroom in the back of the shop. There was only one bathroom with a single toilet and it was not occupied (thankfully). I ripped my pants down and as soon as I felt the seat, it felt like a gallon of diarrhea poured out of me in a matter of seconds, with a bubbling, squirty series of farts at the end. The diarrhea was about half water and half lumps of poop of all shapes and sizes. The water in the bowl was completely murky and the level had risen by about an inch or so. Needless to say, the clean-up took a bit of time and was somewhat painful.

I left the restroom to find two people waiting in line, a young girl, about 14, and I assume her mother, a woman in her mid 40's. I quickly walked past them, sorry for what they were about to walk into. I got my tea, thanked the barista, and headed back home. I spent the rest of the day drinking water and eating only a handful of crackers and some peanut butter. My guts were gurgling the entire time, but I had no other events.

This morning, I woke up and felt pretty ok. No more gurgling and bubbling in my gut, but I still had no appetite. Only 15 minutes after waking up though, I felt another urgent call and ran to the bathroom. Again, as soon as I sat, another deluge of mostly liquid poop poured out of me, though without any gas this time, and a lot less solid poop. I am feeling much better and am able to eat pretty normally, but I'm still hesitant to indulge too much. I don't know what anyone's else's experiences are, but I am for sure never taking a laxative again unless it's a seriously desperate situation. After a week of having poop issues of both extremes, I'm ready to get back to normal. Thanks for reading! Take care!

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Princess Toadstool Peach

Trying out a Clean Porta Potty doing a huge Pee Wee Tinkle

Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I been thinking a lot about all the places I pee wee tinkled or BM pooh pooed. But one of the weirdest places I tinkled has to be a porta potty. And the story about me doing a big poo on there comes later on so…yeah. So the other day I was walking along by doing my royal strolls through the park. Until I discovered I had a rather full bladder that day. Then I noticed the porta potty. So I went inside, locked it, and noticed the toilet, It was surprisingly nice and clean and they even had the toilet paper on the little shelves there. So I lifted up my dress, pull down my royal panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and then I sit down on the porta potty adjusting myself. Good thing I just came in here to wee! Then finally I relax letting all of my wee flow out of my vagina bladder. "TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSssssssssssssssssssssshhhhh drip-drip-drop!!" Then finally… Ahhhh that feels so good! Time to wipe and taking care of the paperwork. I start to wipe my vagina bladder between my legs front and back. Then throw away the paper into the toilet and then after briefly farting (TOOT!!) I get off the porta potty toilet, pull my panties up, lift down my dress and then flush it all away. But then I remembered…"If it's Mellow let it yellow!" or is that the other way around. Oh for f(Censored)k's sakes I don't remember. Oops and sorry about my choice of words language I just couldn't remember the saying. So I better get back home to wash my hands since there is no sink or soap in here. I'll see you all later OK? Bye bye now! (Slam!) Ow! Oh I remembered I locked this. Better unlock it before…Oh no it's jammed! Please someone anyone help! I said someone please HEEEEELLLPPPPP!!!!!!

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Tricky

Tyler's wiping survey

I'm a middle-age male that looks unusually young for my age.

I wipe as following:

-sitting down, but if the circumstances were particularly messy I will sometimes do some stand up wipes too after getting the bulk of it off sitting down first(that's less than 1% of the time I wipe)
-around back, always
-usually starting front to back and then alternating with back to front to get the finer details cleaned up. It will vary depending upon the type of bowel movement and how messy it was, but I like to wipe thoroughly. I never get skidmarks when I wipe this thoroughly, albeit there have been instances where that wasn't an option due to insufficient/improper materials available for the cleanup job. I'm careful not to cause any anal bleeding.
-I always start with a fold. I only crumple for the final wipe or two sometimes. Again, depends upon how much and what type of mess I'm cleaning up from my rear and/or what kind of toilet paper is available

About being seen wiping, I can remember many instances. The below is definitely not all of them, but they stand out. Aside from being potty-trained, I can immediately think of the following times other people have seen me wiping my butt:

-when I was 6, a late-teen female baby sitter accompanied me to the bathroom at her house after I accidentally pooped my pants. She rushed me to the bathroom and got me to the toilet so I could finish my poop without making a worse mess, left, gave me privacy to use the toilet, and while I was able to take care of the poop myself, once I finished, she eventually re-entered the bathroom and coached my wiping to make sure I didn't make a mess, that I only put toilet paper into the toilet, and cleaned myself and my underwear adequately. She let me do all the wiping and cleaning myself before getting me into the shower, but just guided me through the process. She also gave me a change of underwear from her younger brother's drawer.
-In 2nd grade at school, a bully kicked open a stall door while I was mid-poop. I couldn't reach the door from where I sat. The middle-aged female teacher came in and addressed the bully, and shut the door for me while I was wiping
-That same bully kicked the stall door in on me again in 2nd grade while I was having an extreme bout of diarrhea. Him and 2 other kids saw me wiping
-In 4th grade at school, a kid stared at me through the gap in the stall door as I pooped and wiped
-In 6th grade at school, a kid climbed onto a urinal to stand and watch me over the stall, without me knowing while I was wiping(That story is page 2941, "After school buddy dump")
-In 7th grade at school, I used an open toilet in the locker room to take a raunchy emergency poop and the gym-coach walked in on me. He left just as I started wiping, but I think he saw my first pass(see page 2944, "A middle school poop story")
-Freshman year of high school, I was pooping into a toilet at a locked restroom at a convenience store, in front of an old man and his grandson, and wiped while they were in the room(See Page 2954 "First time getting walked in on at a public bathroom")
-Sophomore year of high school at a classmate's house, a male classmate opened the bathroom door briefly exposing me to my classmates while I was mid-wipe while I was taking an emergency bathroom break during a study/school project session at a female classmate's home for a chemistry class(See "Science Project")
-at age 16, I trained with the marines for PE class and had to take a big poop in an open toilet in a barracks bathroom, where everyone there got to see me poop and wipe(See Page 2955, "Semper Fi")
-at age 19, me and a college classmate could see each other reflecting off of the floor while we crapped and wiped in adjacent stalls(See Page 2882 "Mirror, mirror, on the floor")
-at age 22, I was at a conference meeting for a new job, I used a stall where the lighting cast a silhouette on the floor of me on the toilet in front of all my coworkers. Those who were in there could see a shadow on the floor of me wiping my butt(see "An Awkward Presentation", page 3032).
-at age 23, I used a stall in a library, and unbeknownst to me, someone was watching me through a hole in the stall wall while I was pooping. I discovered an eyeball peeking at me when I was wiping(Page 2876, "The Stalls Have Eyes")
-at age 27, I used a stall at a rest stop. The gap was so large that the stall failed to provide privacy, and everyone who entered saw me pooping and/or wiping through the gap(page 2940, "Dropping a lunker at a highway rest stop" )
-nine years ago, I took an emergency poop in a gas station parking lot because the bathroom was out of order, and found out later on that I got caught on camera, footage which the latina clerk and her manager saw, and probably including the wiping part
-eight years ago, I had to poop in a Mens' room at a bus station during a layover. There were no stall doors, and many people saw me poop before they saw me wiping my butt(See Page XXXX, "")
-seven years ago, I used an open vault toilet at a campground's outhouse while a bunch of boyscouts came in, many of whom saw me while I wiped(See Page 3059, "Storm Duty Pt 2")
-six years ago, I used an open toilet at a park Mens' room and got walked in on by a woman looking for toilet paper. I gave her some, and later she needed more and her boyfriend came in to get more for her while I was wiping(See Page 2728, "Unexpected Visitors")
-five years ago, I used an open toilet in a friend's one-room apartment. Him and two women present saw me start to finish use that toilet, including wiping, as the apartment was only that one room, including toilet and shower
-three years ago, I used an open sit-down toilet next to a stranger sitting on an adjacent one at a park. The lone toilet paper dispenser was placed between the two open toilets, and we had to take turns wiping, as people walked in and out of that bathroom to pee at the trough and wash their hands, both toilets in view of the mirror
-two years ago, I used a doorless stall at a park. Two boys came in and watched me poop and wipe while they waited for a toilet(see "Turnabout is Fair Play" Page 2928)
-two years ago, I used a gas station bathroom on the way home from a bike shop, and the light cast a silhouette on the floor from under the stall of me wiping my butt to anyone within the Mens' room(See "I took a poop at a gas station today" Page 2937)
-just a few months ago, as I used the lone open sit-down toilet in a park Mens' room which had no stall, a pre-teen boy walked in the Mens' room, saw me on the toilet, and turned around and walked out. The 2nd time he came in, I was wiping(see Page 3032 "Two emergency poops at the park in a row")

There are definitely more I might remember later. I've relieved my bowels in many doorless stalls and open toilets in pubic restrooms in view of other people during my life, including the wiping that comes with it. I'm certain at least 50 different people have seen me wiping poop off of my butt.

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Bianca

Comments etc

Hi all. I had diarrhea once today after being ok for a bit. To Violet: I'm one of those people that wipe my front and back sitting. Sometimes however, I wipe my vagina again after standing if I feel pee on my thighs. I got another paper shredder because the cord broke on the other. I'm glad a fuse was blown (or a small sprark in the air( rather than an injury and peed pants. I don,t know if peeing your pants happens much with electric shock, but I'm happy I didn't have to find out. Bye.

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Annie

To Chakamami and story

Hi Chakamami thank you :) My ex-husband, former caregiver, ex mother-in-law and ex brother in law are all safe in Taiwan luckily. Everyone works and are all staying safe. I'm also staying safe here in Toronto, Canada. I hope all of you are staying safe, healthy and happy.

As for me this morning I went pee, changed my pad, brushed my teeth after washing my hands and went upstairs to microwave and eat breakfast. Had bananas in chili pepper water, microwaved for 5 minutes. I brought it to the table after putting on oven mitts, put the oven mitts back and sat down to enjoy breakfast. After breakfast I called my caregiver since there was no medication package on the table (mine is packaged by the drug store since I have memory issues and a lot of medications.

A short while ago I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag off the computer chair near my bed. Went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put the ugly beige flip flops on outside my room, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door after I went in, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down (both black) and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot then pushed out a lot of poop. It felt partly solid, partly soft. And a lot came out. Whew. Rolled up my sleeves, took the toilet paper out of the bag, took some, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed it into the toilet between my legs. Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up, looked in the toilet. Wow took up most of the toilet bowl! Flushed the toilet, went to the sink, washed my hands well with soap and hot water, picked up the Walmart bag and left the washroom after turning off the light. Walked to my room, Tossed the Walmart bag on the bed, dried my hands on the towels and now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and is having a good week. Hugs to everyone.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Princess Toadstool Peach

Coffee Time, Pinching a Big Thick Loaf + Tinkle afterwards

Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am drinking some coffee on my own after a long deep sleep in my bed. Until my bottom doors start knocking meaning I have a nice big thick poo loaf I need to pinch followed by my bladder tingling meaning I have to tinkle wee too. So I rush over to the bathroom, walk over to the toilet, lift up my dress, pull down my royal panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and then I sit down on the toilet adjusting myself squatting on my footstool and then I read the newspaper waiting for my wees and my poos to come out. Until then after a few minutes later I break wind. (This usually happens when I drink a lot of coffee) "POOOOOTT TOOT PPAAARRRPP!!!" Then the next moment later I feel my bladder tingling, I relax, and then I start to wee. "TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSssssssssshhhhh dripdripdrop!!" Then I start my enormous thick dump pinching my loaf as the whole lot peeks out of my bottom poo hole I wiggle my bottom, squeeze and squat gently then I start pooing a lot hoping I can fill up the whole toilet "PLOP SPLAT PLOOP PAAAAARRRRPP SPLASH PLUNK PLUNK PLUNK!!" Phew it smells now that's what I call a BM!! Then I begin to wiping taking care of the paperwork. I start to wipe my vagina bladder between my legs 1st and then my bottom after all those thick 5 inch heavy poos with toilet paper. Then after I break wind one more time, I throw away the paper into the toilet and then I get off the toilet, pull my panties up, lift down my dress and then I flush the toilet (FLLLUUUUSSSSSsshhhhh!!) Ahh it all went down well perfectly. Better remember to wash my hands. Now with that being done. I'll see you all later. Bye bye now!

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Regular Mike

Reply to Todd

Hi Todd. I just now saw your question about my Christmas bathroom visitor. I'm glad you appreciated the story. And thanks for your interest.

In answer to your question, no, the girl did not stay with me the whole time. And I don't think she said much to me, other than asking me if I was going poo poo, showing me the present I had been given, and it's possible that she told me they would have the present waiting for me when I got out of the bathroom. As I recall, I thought even at the time that I was a little bit old for her to walk in on me in the bathroom. But she probably thought of me as the really little guy that she had always known me as, so that's why I think she felt at liberty to come in to talk to me.

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Saturday, April 13, 2024

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Peter

Survey response

Response to Tyler's wiping survey

How old are you?
over 80

What is your gender?
male

Stand or sit?
I do everything sitting, often on the bare rim of the pot
Fold or crumple?
Fold

Do you go between legs or around back?
Around back
Do you go in a front-back motion or back-front motion?
Front-back.

Has someone ever seen you wipe? Or have you seen someone wipe?
My wife was extremely prudish and made me shit with the door closed to prevent the stink spreading. For the same reason she never let me see her doing her business.l neversaw my kids wipe after they were old enough to use the toilet on their own

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Darlene

Another good pair of panties gone.

This happened when I was at home. Thank goodness but I ended up letting out a wet nasty sounding fart after having some diarrhea recently. I knew it was probably from the food the night before because this isn't my first experience with eating romaine lettuce or spinach raw. It really messes up my ???? afterwards, almost like my body cannot break it down.

Anyway, tonight is my turn to do laundry, so nobody will know about this decent sized skidmark I left in my VS panties.

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Brandon T

Comments & Stuff

To: Annie as always, another great set of stories and as always I look to your next post thanks.

To: Chakamami as always, another great story about you guys it sounds like Maho had a pretty tough poop but at she is feeling better now and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Princess Toadstool Peach yet another great story it sounds like you had a pretty good poop outside and I look forward to your next post thanks.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site.

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Bianca

Comments etc

Hi all. I had diarrhea once today after being ok for a bit. To Violet: I'm one of those people that wipe my front and back sitting. Sometimes however, I wipe my vagina again after standing if I feel pee on my thighs. I got another paper shredder because the cord broke on the other. I'm glad a fuse was blown (or a small sprark in the air( rather than an injury and peed pants. I don,t know if peeing your pants happens much with electric shock, but I'm happy I didn't have to find out. Bye.

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Annie

Big poop not long after lunch

Hi how's everyone doing? Got up earlier than normal this morning (7 ish) since I knew I needed to microwave and eat breakfast, get dressed and take my medications. Microwaved breakfast (mushy bananas and rice in chili pepper water) for 5 minutes and slowly ate. Got dressed, grabbed my purse (with my health card and hospital card), brought my coat upstairs and sat there surfing the net on my phone. I was supposed to be picked up at 9:45 AM. At 9 AM I took my morning medications. Got picked up and brought to the hospital for my appointment (most of them are there since they're brain related). Around 11:15 ish we left the hospital and I was driven home. I thanked the driver and the woman who came with me. For lunch around 12:15 I had a meat and lettuce sandwich, oranges (yuck), green tea and water.

About 10 minutes ago I got the urge for a fairly big poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, stepped outside my room, put the ugly beige flip flops on outside my room, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, put the Walmart bag on the ground, pulled my black sweatpants and black underwear (on period) down and sat on the toilet. A lot of pee came out then pushed out a lot of solid thick poop. Was done within about 30 seconds. Reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, pushed my sweater sleeves up, took some toilet paper off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed it into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet.

There was a fairly big thick solid poop in the toilet. Dark ish but it was out of me. Flushed the toilet, picked up a piece of toilet paper off the floor, flushed that, washed my hands, picked up the Walmart bag, turned off the light and went to my room. Took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light (it's on the outside of my room), went into my room, put those flip flops on, dried my hands on the towel l, closed the door and am now sitting on the bed writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.

Happy peeing and pooping

Annie

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Anna from Austria

Me and a Barista girl blowing up bathroom of a coffee shop

Last monday i visited a new coffee shop. The interior design was really nice and the coffee was also decent. Only the bathroom is horrible. But more about that later.

I had rather strong coffee drink called Red Eye and as usual shortly after having the coffee my bowels send the signal the head the bathroom. As soon as I have openend the a bathroom door I was greated with very bad poo stench. I also saw one of the Barista girls washing her hand. It was readhead in her early twenties. As soon as she saw me she blushed and mumbled sorry about the smell. I do not comment on the stench of other peoples poo and just tend to ingorne it but the girl really looked embarrased and her apology sounded genuine. I just answered do not worry about it when I am done here it not going to smell well other. The barista girl smilled and wished me a nice today.

The toilet was just a single stall toilet with a really bad ventilation system for new venue.I hate this single stall toilets. It is so easy to trap the poo stench in it.

Anyway I had to go so I had to ingore the smell. Entered the stall, looked the door, pulled down my pants and my pink thong and sat on the toilet. The seat was still warm from other girl. The toilt bowl itself only contained minor skidmarks.

My poop was my stardard coffee poo with multiple logs and lots of poop farts and the whole toilet bowel was full with skid marks. It was weird mixture of my skidmark and the skidmarks of the girl. There was no toilet brush I so could not clean the bowel. I left the venue right after washing my hands. I hope no other lady had use the bathroom within the next hour or so. The bathroom was really smelling horrible after I was done.

Greetings from Austria

Anna

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Pete

Second dump of the day

I am writing this sitting on the toilet, enjoying my second dump of the day. Already in the water beneath me are three decent size turds. Taken together with the three that I shat this morning. I think that I must've made up for the single day's constipation that I experienced last week. The only problem about frequent visits to the toilet is the length of time it takes me to wipe my arse and the huge quantity of toiletpaper that gets used. I buy toilet rolls in bundles of 24 yet it is amazing the quantity that gets used in spite of me being the only user. also, I waste a lot of time just sitting there when I could be getting on with household tasks.

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Nils

To Princess Opal

I believe I too was about 5 when I knew how poop was „made". It has fascinated me all my life and I believe it's a good thing. It ain't something we can ignore, he he. Always love your stories!

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Wednesday, April 10, 2024

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Victoria B.

To Sarah and Chakamami

How's it going!

We're so excited to be back and see old friends again. Let's get right back into it!

Sarah omg your poor butt! You must've been so miserable to be backed up like that and the way you described it was so good that I felt a hint of a cramp in my ???? just reading it. We were cheering for you from the moment you felt like you needed to go. You and your toilet deserve a pat on the back (tank?) for getting everything out and the whole load down in one flush!

One question though, have you ever tried a suppository when you're seriously plugged up? They make the path out smoother by making you more slippery inside. They're a great last resort if the enema ship has sailed. By the way thank you for your kind words!

To Chakamami:

Our loves! Robyn got a big kiss right away so don't worry about that you bunch of sweeties.

The capital HOWEVER was a point of style, meant to emphasize the contrast. That's all it was, just emphasis and nothing stupid about you!

VR Loo Jr. says hello to her green and beige buddies. We think of you every time we sit on her and even more so when it's time to order #2 on the menu.

On that note something happened today that you'll like. I was on my way to pee when I got a text from Robyn from the laundry room. She got the urge while she was down there and had to go no questions asked. We just couldn't hold it and that turned into: two bottoms one loo. Next time!

Hugs, kisses and pinches to all of you!

See ya soon,

Love Victoria

VioletIndigo

Response to wiping survey

Response to Tyler's wiping survey

How old are you?
Mid 20's

What is your gender?
Female

Stand or sit?
I usually wipe my coochie and thighs sitting and then stand up to wipe my butt. I wipe my butt even after I pee since sometimes pee gets on my butt and taint and I like to make sure everything's dry. The area between my thighs and my pelvis is hard to dry sitting down too, so I stand up for that.

Fold or crumple?
Fold

Do you go between legs or around back?
Between my legs when I'm wiping pee off the front. Around back for anything and everything related to my butt and taint.

Do you go in a front-back motion or back-front motion?
Front-back.

Has someone ever seen you wipe? Or have you seen someone wipe?
I think my brother saw me wipe when we went camping back when I was in middle school and he was in elementary school.
As an adult, the only people who have seen me wipe are my current girlfriend and my ex girlfriend, and only ever after I peed. I dated guys too, but I don't think any of them saw me wipe.
I don't think I've seen anybody else wipe. I vaguely remember seeing my mom wipe after pooping or doing period cleanup (maybe both) when I was a toddler, but I barely remember it so it might as well have not happened.

Welcome Tyler

VioletIndigo

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Victoria 2

Question

I'm going to a very formal party this weekend and I had a question, what is a very polite way of saying that I need to use the toilet?, cause I know it'll come up with how my bowels work. I'm also wondering if I should even bother asking or try to hold it till I get back home.

Anyhow that's all I was wanting to know
-Victoria 2

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Annie

Big poop immediately after breakfast

Got up this morning, grabbed my Walmart bag, went pee, brushed my teeth and went upstairs to microwave and eat breakfast (cut up banana in chili pepper/powder water). I microwaved it for 5 minutes, took it to the table after putting on oven mitts, put the oven mitts back and sat down and ate slowly while my caregiver came out of her room slowly. She gave me the shower gel and shampoo saying that at 3 or 4 I can shower downstairs. I was happy and thankful to hear that since after my slip in the shower a few nights ago I accidentally broke the tap (faucet) in the shower. Extremely embarrassing and I felt very badly about it. Immediately after finishing breakfast I took my 9 AM medications, went downstairs (since my caregiver went to her room) and soon afterwards I got the urge to poop.

I grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put on the flip flops out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, went into the washroom, walked to the toilet, pulled my dark baggy sweatpants and black underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first quite a bit then pushed out a big poop that was thick and solid but easy to come out. No grunting needed. Was done within about 30 seconds. Second poop this morning I think. Better out than in. Reached into the Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag and the Walmart bag on the floor and wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks. Tossed it into the toilet between my legs. Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. Wow! There was a fairly big thick solid poop in the toilet taking up most of the toilet bowl! Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Yay! Walked to the sink, washed my hands well with soap and hot water (left side of the tap is hot, right side is cold. You have to turn it and put it up instead of having separate taps). Grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, left the washroom, turned off the light and went to my room. Tossed the Walmart bag on the bed, dried my hands on the towels in here (you can't leave them in the washroom otherwise other people will use them despite there being typed rules on the door not to use other residents things) and writing this. I hope everyone is having a good start to the week, is staying safe, healthy and happy and please have a good day.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

Pete

Doing number two

One of the few advantages of living alone and being retired is the I can spend as much time as I want sitting on the toilet. I hate to be rushed in having a shit, and it's nice to know that there are no family members wanting to know why it is taking me so long. It's because it takes me a while to get going, though eventually I end up with a fairly big first instalment, after which I do a courtesy flush to reduce the stink and the risk of leaving skidmarks in the toilet. I know that if I sit there long enough there will be some more to follow. Besides doing number two, there are other things which I can enjoy on the toilet, mainly things I'm not allowed to mention on this page!

The disadvantage of no longer working reduces the opportunities to take my daily dump in public toilets. If you regularly shit away from home, you soon build up a wealth of experience of clean or dirty public toilet facilities. I know which ones are comfortable to do your business in and others which are best avoided. Places that claim to inspect their facilities hourly always raise my suspicions, because it should not be necessary to tell the customer this: it should be automatic. Supermarkets and shopping malls are usually pretty good places to use the toilets. If you like busy toilets rather than quiet ones, the best places are airports and railway stations which always are busy. Indeed the men's rooms in airports are in my experience the busiest places and really the only ones in which I've ever had to stand in line to get a vacant stall.

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Annie

To Nils

Hi Nils, thank you. I've had seizures for years (even as a little girl I had absence seizures then into my mid or late 20s they progressed into grand mal) and I had a stroke. Brain surgery and maybe the stroke caused memory loss so I have to carry around a notepad or notebook and pen, write down the time and what I'm doing. I also need help getting places. Does it suck? Yeah kind of but it's life. I'm slowly working around it instead of thinking why me?

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Annie

Big poop before breakfast

I got up this morning around 8:10, went to the washroom, brushed my teeth and I got the urge to poop after that. Went to the toilet, put the Walmart bag on the floor, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big poop that seemed to keep coming. It felt solid. Finally I was done and I reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper. Took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put it on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a big poop and some poop pieces on top. Wow. Flushed the toilet and it went down fine. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Walked to the sink, washed my hands well, turned off the tap, grabbed my Walmart bag, turned off the light and left the washroom. Hopefully everyone is so far having a good start to the week.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)

relation headache and motion

Hi Everyone, we hope you are very fine. We are fine now. Yesterday we had a fun very much in park with many cherry trees, blossom was beautiful very much. We ate and ate and also drank, under beautiful tree.

But in evening, Maho was very quiet. She didn't seem in good health.

"Maholin, dô Shita?" It is mean, "What's matter with you?"

Maybe she ate too much? But she is accustomed, because she always eat like tyrannosaurus! And her three crushes are same.

"I have headache."

So Maho lie down in beige flat. And her three crushes are quiet. Maho had not fever. We have small dinner, because we had huge lunch, and we are not hungry so much, only little bit. Maho got up from bed and ate little with us, then suddenly she stood up and moved towards loo. She walked slowly. We decided not follow her, we think she will do wee only, even she didn't do motion maybe four days. And we think she needs a quiet.

But after she sit there about two minutes, we hear very loud o-nara, in English fart. Actually two o-naras, and second one more longer than first one.

So we move quietly to loo. When Maho see us, she gave small smile, and said with eyes, "one of you squat next me please." We choose Hisae because she is very good at massage. Maho move her beautiful bottom forward so Hisae can see Maho's defecate, and open legs a bit so Kazu and Mina at door can also see. Everything is very slowly. Maho is always slow on loo, but this time extra slow, because headache.

After about two minutes more, Maho's face become more red, and beginning of turd appeared. But very slowly it came out. Hisae's fingers dig into Maho's lower back, and Maho moan little. And push. More turd came out. Very smooth side, and very fat, 5 centimetres maybe. Mostly medium brown, hint of grey, but with yellow lines like veins.

After about 5 minutes, turd was 20 centimetres of long and still coming, slowly slowly slowly. Hisae continue dig fingers, Maho continue push, tears on her face, but she give small smile. Her smile say to Mina and Kazu, "I love you."

Some more minutes after, turd was 40 centimetres, and still 5 centimetres of wide. No taper off. (Mina learn this word on this site, thank you toiletstool.) Then suddenly break off and splash into loo water.

Some tears on Maho's face, but not so many, and she still giving small smile. She is so serene! "Maholin you are so beautiful," Mina said in small voice. Mina made kiss shape with her mouth. At other end of Maho (her beautiful bottom) turd still coming out slowly.

Wide is same, 5 centimetres. Same smooth side and same colour. After 30 centimetres it splash into loo, and it is not broken, so Maho seems she is finish. She moved back, Hisae pushed washlet button, Maho moved her bottom around to wash well, then Hisae dried, we gave to Maho her panties and she put on, but just after she pull up them, she stop.

Is she OK???

Yes, she is OK. She said to us with pulling down her panties again and sitting on loo. She is going to do another motion!!

We are all looking at her warmest eyes. We are happy for her, because she was constipated many days.

Next turd appeared, same appearance with before ones. And same wide. She pushed slowly, and Hisae's fingers busy on her lower back. 30 centimetres again. But then she stood up, and with eyes she said Hisae, "please flush". So Hisae flushed and Maho sat down again. Her bottom opened and mierda come out, but this time wide was only about 3 centimetres, and it was same colour but broke into many pieces, quite big pieces and they made noisy plop sound. Pieces got smaller and smaller, Maho on loo ten more minutes but at end pieces were very small.

While Maho doing her little pieces, suddenly she began smile big smile. "What is happen??" "I don't have headache now!!"

Wow!! Headache go away because she did huge motion twice?? Maho move back on loo for washlet and move her bottom well so washlet clean her properly, then this time we all dry her, because she has no headache now!

She pull up panties and pyjamas and smile to us. Still some tears run down her face, but not many. She is busy to kiss Hisae first, then Mina then Kazu, very warm long kiss each one.

Today we ask Maho's father if there is connection between her big motions and her headache end. He is not specialist of digestive system, but he did general training of doctor before he specialise, so he is some knowledge. He said, yes there is probably relationship. Because she was very constipate many days and this made a pressure, and busy life make it worse maybe. Now she is a relief so pressure is down. He is relief and we are relief because today, Maho is pink of health and full of energy like she usually is.

If you, all lovely toiletstool site people, have bad headache, try to sit on loo and defecate. (But Maho said, don't try too hard. Relax with trying is better. Because she relax, she was on loo about 40 minutes, but that time went by very fast for her and for us other three.) Maybe if you have good defecate, your headache will better!

Maho is not constipate now, she feels. She says she will perhaps do satisfying motion tomorrow morning. Because it is Monday and we have to work, motion will be only two people in one loo. Lucky Hisae will be beside Maho in green loo room! But Kazu and Mina are looking forward to happy time together in beige loo room to produce enormous mierda from our bottom each other. Like Princess Opal said, that is mierda made from Saturday's big delicious meal under cherry tree! Kazu says, when we defecate tomorrow, we will be able to feel delicious taste of food which made that mierda! We are looking forward!!

We hope everyone has good time. Thunder, we are happy that you can make yourself more clean now!

Love to everyone.

Chakamami

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Princess Toadstool Peach

Going Commando doing a Big Poo in the Woods wearing Shorts!!

Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am trying out something a bit different for example I am not wearing panties today. That's right I am trying out going Commando and I am going for a jog wearing shorts, my high heel shoes and a tank top. I look so sexy today. My boyfriend would love to see this but he's busy unclogging a pipe somewhere. Now I am jogging near the forest woods and not worrying if any…Uh oh! I need a poo and maybe even a wee too! Darn no public toilets around for miles ahead. Alright desperate times call for desperate measures. I find myself a bush, then I squat down, pull my shorts down to my ankles then my bladder tingles as I then start to wee. "TSSSSSSSSSSssssshhhh drip drip drop!" I tinkled for a rather long time until I felt little drips come from my bladder. Then I began to push and I squatted lower as I began pooing a huge dump from my bottom poo hole. I could smell it from here as it started to peek out along with it's brown smelly friends. Phew! It landed between my feet in a warm and fresh nice pile like doggy doodoo does. Then I continued to poo until I did about 2 more brown logs. Both just as smelly as the 1st one. Yuck! But then right after I pooed about 3 turds I remembered I have some toilet paper in a little holder I keep for emergencies. And so with my shorts still wrapped around my ankles used the toilet paper to wipe my vagina between my legs and my bottom clean. Am I clever or what? Then I stood up after wiping, pulled up my shorts quickly before someone saw me and then I slunk quickly away. See you later guys bye bye now. Oh and by the way if you get the chance try pooing going commando wearing nothing but shorts in the woods next time you visit the forest and nature starts a calling! Bye!!

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Annie

Giant poop almost immediately after breakfast

Good morning, happy Sunday. I hope everyone is doing well and staying safe. Got up this morning since I had enough sleep. Got out of bed, grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went to the washroom first (and brushed my teeth) then went upstairs to microwave breakfast. My caregiver was sleeping so I wanted her to get as much sleep as possible. Slowly ate and enjoyed breakfast, took my medications afterwards and went back downstairs.

Within a few minutes I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the door, op

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Annie

Huge solid poop after breakfast

Hi all. Got up this morning, grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the washroom after putting on the flip flops outside my room and went upstairs and microwaved breakfast for 5 minutes. It was a bowl of bananas and mushrooms covered in chili powder. Took a while to eat. After breakfast I took my medications, put my stuff in the Walmart bag, grabbed my water jar and went downstairs to my room. Within a few minutes of being in my room I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag again, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom.

Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a huge, thick poop that at the same time felt slippery (yuck). I was done within 30 seconds to a minute. Rolled up my sleeves, took some toilet paper and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs. Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. Wow! There was a fairly thick long solid poop in the toilet that was dark. I'm not sure what its length was but it took up most of the toilet bowl. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to make sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands well, grabbed my Walmart bag and left the washroom after turning off the light. Went to my room, took off the ugly beige flip flops outside my room, turned on the light, opened the door, walked in, closed it, dried my hands on the towel in here (we have to leave towels etc in our room otherwise some people here will use them) and have been writing this for the last while. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Annie

To Nils

Hi Nils. Thank you, it's okay. It's a pain in the ass but it's part of life. I'm very slowly adjusting and building my life back up. It will take a while but I'm currently living with my caregiver, her family and a couple or few tenants here (each of us rent a room here and pay rent etc). I go to appointments with someone who works with my worker in transportation from the hospital. Shit happens but what can you do? Have a good day.

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Annie

To Chakamami

Thank you Chakamami. As far as I know (from the looks of it), my former caregiver, ex-husband, ex brother in law, etc in Taiwan are fine. I'm luckily safe here in Toronto, Canada (my home country and city). You're so sweet to leave that message for me *hugs* I hope you're safe at home too.

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Nytecat

Another survey!

This is short and sweet.

How old are you?
51
What is your gender?
Male
Stand or sit?
Stand.
Fold or crumple?
I always fold the TP.
Do you go between legs or around back?
To wipe I stand up and go around the back. I've tried wiping while seated as a kid and found it to be very clumsy.
Do you go in a front-back motion or back-front motion?
I go from front to back.
Has someone ever seen you wipe? Or have you seen someone wipe?
Only when I was little. Other than my parents, I had one or two close male friends in the bathroom with me when I pooped so they saw the whole show including the wiping. I got to see them poop and wipe too. Then I got a bit older and became embarrassed about bathroom activities and it never happened since.

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Chakamami

correction to post about Maho's headache

Mina wrote, "Mina made kiss shape with her mouth" but correct statement is, "Maho made kiss shape with her mouth."

Mina is very bad typist. You can spank.

Love to Everyone.
Chakamami

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Paul

Pee emergency on the way to a conference:

Well, years ago, I was with a group of Technical college students on our way to our State Convention, I was set to give a public speaking presentation when we arrived. So, we were all in our dress clothes on the way to the conference. as time went on, I had to pee really bad. Our driver/ instructor was not one for stopping. I said I had to pee really bad. He said; " Oh. you can hold it until we make a stop here in an hour or so." These two girls I were sitting with said.. " Hey!, he really needs to go, just stop & let him go!" Then, I turned to them & said "I'm going to have an accident!" They told our instructor, "Hey!, this is serious!, you need to pull over at the next stop!" he said: "Ok, I need to!" Then, I start crying like a little kid, these two girls look over at me & say " Oh, no!, too late! he's going in the clothes, his speaking clothes, none the less!"

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Thunder

The after effects of a rockhard movement

I sent a message early this morning and is now late afternoon. In that message I had a suppository and a very big evacuation which left me exhausted.
I've not been well all day. My hole has been a bit sore but what is worse is trigger my neurological situation and I'm aching from head to foot and very tired. Nonetheless, I've kept moving and done a bit of exercise obviously light exercise. I've also had a couple of good doses of Osmolax . Hope tomorrow will be a better day.

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Victoria 2

Survey

How old are you?
20
What is your gender?
Female
Stand or sit?
Sit
Fold or crumple?
Fold
Do you go between legs or around back?
Around back
Do you go in a front-back motion or back-front motion?
Front to back
Has someone ever seen you wipe? Or have you seen someone wipe?
My mother and sisters have seen me wipe and I've seen them wipe

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Annie

Big partly solid, partly soft poop

Good morning. Happy Saturday. Woke up around 8:15 AM, grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, put the flip flops on outside my room and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Went upstairs after brushing my teeth and my caregiver asked me to microwave breakfast for 5 minutes. She shuffled off to her room I think to rest some more (though right now I hear her doing the dishes and the washing machine is washing clothes). When breakfast was done microwaving I put on oven mitts to avoid burning myself, brought it to the table, put the oven mitts back and sat down to eat. Took a while and took my 9 AM medications afterwards. After breakfast I put my notebook and pen in my Walmart bag, took my Walmart bag downstairs and went on the internet on my phone after changing my flip flops. Finally a few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first quite a bit then pushed out quite a bit of partly soft, partly solid poop. Didn't take long to push out. I felt better though I'm not 100% empty yet. Reached into the Walmart bag, took some toilet paper off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor, rolled up my sleeves and got to work wiping. First wiped my vagina and wiped my butt really well. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a big lumpy ish poop in the toilet. Flushed the toilet, walked to the sink, washed my hands, picked up the Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light and walked to my room. Dried my hands on the towel in here, went outside my room, took those flip flops off, came back into my room, put those flip flops on and now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, happy and healthy and is having a good weekend so far.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Monday, April 8, 2024

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Thunder

Much better today

I posted twice yesterday about my hard, poo constipation and the pain I was having all through my body after. I got a good night sleep.
Today I've made a few visits to the toilet, but much easier. Some of the stools are still quite hard but they coming out without too much bother. I did have my lack of last night and again today. Will have another dose tonight. See how I go tomorrow.
Thanks for reading.

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Tyler

Survey

Hi guys I'm new here!
Something I have always been curious about is others wiping habits. Please fill out the survey if you are comfortable.

How old are you?
24
What is your gender?
Male
Stand or sit?
Sit
Fold or crumple?
Fold
Do you go between legs or around back?
I go between legs with my goods resting on my arm.
Do you go in a front-back motion or back-front motion?
I go in a back-front motion.
Has someone ever seen you wipe? Or have you seen someone wipe?
Yes. As a kid I saw my cousin wipe and he did it the same as me. He also watched me wipe.

Feel free to ask me any questions.
Happy pooping!

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Annie

Big partly solid, partly soft poop

Good morning. Happy Saturday. Woke up around 8:15 AM, grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, put the flip flops on outside my room and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Went upstairs after brushing my teeth and my caregiver asked me to microwave breakfast for 5 minutes. She shuffled off to her room I think to rest some more (though right now I hear her doing the dishes and the washing machine is washing clothes). When breakfast was done microwaving I put on oven mitts to avoid burning myself, brought it to the table, put the oven mitts back and sat down to eat. Took a while and took my 9 AM medications afterwards. After breakfast I put my notebook and pen in my Walmart bag, took my Walmart bag downstairs and went on the internet on my phone after changing my flip flops. Finally a few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first quite a bit then pushed out quite a bit of partly soft, partly solid poop. Didn't take long to push out. I felt better though I'm not 100% empty yet. Reached into the Walmart bag, took some toilet paper off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor, rolled up my sleeves and got to work wiping. First wiped my vagina and wiped my butt really well. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a big lumpy ish poop in the toilet. Flushed the toilet, walked to the sink, washed my hands, picked up the Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light and walked to my room. Dried my hands on the towel in here, went outside my room, took those flip flops off, came back into my room, put those flip flops on and now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, happy and healthy and is having a good weekend so far.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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To Sarah

Sarah good to hear you finally pooped I hate it when I'm constipated & can't poop. I pooped this morning it came out smoothly. Try eating a fiber one granola bar those usually help me poop.
I hope your poops get better! My name is Austin by the way

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Emily

Very constipated at my friends house

Hey y'all Emily here. I told you I was going to post the story when I had a really hard time at my friends house I was super constipated.. so a month ago I went to my friends house and I had to use the bathroom but I waited and we were both watching TV. She went to the store and I told her that I was going to chill and kick back and watch some TV while she was gone, it was the perfect time to go use the bathroom so I went in there and since I was alone, I left the door open. I started to go pee then I started to push a little. I felt poop up there, but it was really hard and dry, so I started pushing harder , nothing was budging. It was right there at the hole but wouldn't come out. I said great I'm freaking constipated so I lowered my pants to my ankles spread my legs scrunched up my face and pushed really hard 15 to 20 seconds each push and still was not budging. It was really dry and hard and super stuck after I realized I had been in there for about 30 minutes of pushing. I use the technique I use a lot and I l scooted back on toilet seat, lean back and sit up and inserted a finger into my vagina I use my middle finger and I was feeling for a hard lump. I finally found it it was big and hard I'm like OK I'm gonna have to dig this one out so I started pressing on the lump and pushing super hard for 30 seconds now and after about 10 minutes of digging, it finally popped out and made a massive kerplunk and I was like OMG thank God finally after realizing I was done I wiped there was a little bit of poop on the toilet paper because my pooping so hard and I realize I had been in there pushing for about 35 minutes and took 10 minutes to dig 45 minutes total I wiped and flushed I was so relieved then I went back to the couch to watch TV and my friend walked in. She went to the bathroom and went in there to go pee real quick when she came back, she asked me. Hey did you go poop I was kind of red in the face from pushing and still had a headache from pushing hard but embarrassedly I said yeah sorry she asked me how was it? I asked her it was OK a little did she know I had to do what I had to do of digging, which is by the way a technique called splinting. It's a very effective way on constipation. If anyone wants to know, I can tell you or teach you the way if you're dealing with constipation but she said next time just do a courtesy spray I said OK gotcha she came back and watched the movie with me. Didn't know what I had done. Thank God. Anyways getting off now. I will reach out another time with another story.

--Emily--

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Victoria ???? (not Victoria B.)

Public toilets with no seats

The other day I was hit with a mighty urge, I was bursting. So I pulled into the nearest city park. I was in an unfamiliar part of town but I had to GO! I was at my limit. I rushed to the nearest ladies room and entered only to find that the toilet stalls had no doors or seats on the bowls. I wanted to turn around and walk out, but my stomach demanded that I not. I rushed to the end stall, my usual place in a public restroom, only to find that the bowl was full. Again I wanted to turn around and leave but I couldn't my bowels wanted to be emptied. So I turned around and pulled down my leggings and panties, lifted my skirt and slowly placed my bare bottom on the cold and wet toilet bowl. I sat for a few moments and peed. Then it hit me all of a sudden, soft serve poo rocketed out of my butt and splattered into the already full bowl. I sat for about ten minutes before more poo piled out of me. I could tell I'd be sitting on this filthy pot for a while. As I sat on the bowl I heard two girls come in, they talked at the mirror for a while and in the middle of their conversation I let out a spluttering wet load. The first girl said, "dang girl you alright?" The second girl giggled as I farted loudly in response. I felt sick. They left soon after, I stayed on the pot for a good hour and a half, before finishing up, cleaning myself thoroughly, and finding out that the toilet didn't flush.

That's all for today
-Victoria ????

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Princess Opal

Hi

Nils: Actually, the dump that followed was a little unsatisfying, but I had a really good one the next day! It was kind of a dark, heavy log with a bit of visible food. It made a nice plop.

Chakamami: I know right, I missed you more than anyone!!! My youngest sister knew that poop was made from old food since she was 4 or 5 too, so I don't know why I didn't know until I was 8. I somehow equated it with wasting food, but I realized that eating food made me feel good and then pooping it out the next day felt good too! So I got to enjoy each meal twice!

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Anna From Austria
@nameless poster about peeing in the woods.

I am really sorry to hear that you had such luck. I had to go outdoor a few times already (number 1 and number 2) and being caught was one my worst fears.


greetings from Austria

Anna

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Nils

To Annie

Sorry for your disability, I wish you had bit more freedom.

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Saturday, April 6, 2024

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I was out taking a walk around the woods one summer by myself and I had to go to the bathroom, I was drinking a lot of water for hydration so it was inevitable. I was far into the woods by the time I needed to go so I just decided to be bold and thought it was safe to pee there. I hadn't even seen anyone else around so I thought it was fine.

I pulled my dress up to around my belly button and removed my panties and put them on the least dirty part of the ground I could find around me. My entire lower half was exposed. I was beyond thankful no one was around. I squatted and parted my legs. It took a few minutes to get started. My body wasn't used to peeing in a squatting position, and being so exposed. But then it did and it started as a slow trickle then a decent stream. It felt so good coming out and I looked down and watched the pee come out from between my labias.

That's when trouble started. I heard some men and boys laughing all of a sudden and heard one of them saying "look, this lady's taking a piss!" I looked up and there was a big group of them near me! I didn't even know they were there they walked up so quietly I guess! They seemed to all be different ages like a few were teens and the rest were in their 20s or 30s probably. Their eyes were all staring at..well..the area you'd expect (my vagina). I was too stunned to talk or move at first. They just stood there looking at my vagina as I peed. I got a few whistles and inappropriate remarks. "Would you be gentlemen and not look at my vagina and just keep walking?" I asked frustratedly once I got the courage. They laughed and one of them asked "how are you gonna wipe your pussy? Are you gonna use a leaf?" and I said "none of your business, now scram!" My stream unwaveringly kept on going and when it stopped they finally left me alone but only after I wiped with a tissue I had in my purse. I was so humiliated I just ended my walk and went home and was upset the rest of the week.

It was very embarassing for me and I saw they had their phones out so I just hope they didn't take any photos or videos of me. I was afraid they'd assault me or something while I was so vulnerable. This was only a few years ago and I haven't visited those woods ever since.

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Nils

Welcome back Princess Opal!

Did the crap go well?

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Pete

Peeing in the bathroom sink

Many years ago when I was a student, the majority of student rooms, whether shared or single, contained only a sink as Americans call it, or a wash basin has English people call it. The toilets, also shared, were down the corridor. Consequently, the majority of male students, particularly those who were regular beer drinkers tended to use the wash basin to pee into. This I believe is not an uncommon activity for men: my father in fact was the one who taught me to pee into the washbasin! Female students of course lack this possibility of relieving themselves. What do people do, nowadays? I still do it.

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Annie

Reply to Brandon T

Thank you :) Right now my stomach is fairly bloated/big and kind of sore so I hope to poop tonight. I'm on laxatives, stool softeners (both prescribed), eat healthy and quite a bit because of my height (5'11") and because I'm on quite a few medications. I've had constipation issues off and on since I was a little baby (almost 38 years ago). So I hope later after some stretches, exercises (I can't go out by myself because the brain surgery and stroke caused memory loss, other than to the exercise program I go to (driven to and from) each Tuesday. Knowing my poop it will probably be big. I hope yours and everyone else's poops have been going well with no problem. Stay safe, healthy and happy.

Happy peeing and pooping to everyone.

Annie

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Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am here to answer Petro's questions about my little cute Baby Peach so here we go! Let's get started already right here right now!! Is it usually difficult for her to make a poo? Oh yes she is a growing girl. Has she to strain a lot for pushing her poo out? No not really but she's still learning.
2. As she was doing her poo near the tree on the day you told on the page 3045 about, was it difficult for her? Oh yeah quite difficult. Had she to push a lot before her poo came off her butt? No not really! And as she was doing it at home on the same day after your returning home with her, was it difficult for her? She loves her potty chair. As she pushed and her face turned bright red, does it mean that pooping was not easy for her? Oh yes she often makes the same face when pooing in her nappy too. True story!
3. Does she usually fart before she starts pooping? Sometimes when she makes a huge mess in her nappy.
4. As she sits down on her potty for making a poo, has she to push a lot, before something comes out? I tell her not to push too hard. Wouldn't want a anal fissure.
5. Does she always poop by herself? No I usually help her out. Are an enema or suppositories ever used for her? Oh come on buddy she's way too young for those things.
6. Does she usually make a poo as she feels she has to do it? Most certainly. Does she ever sit down on her potty and try to poop without having an urge for it? Not really but she is a fast learner. Would she be able to poop in that case? Perhaps not sure.
7. Has she ever a situation as she sits down on her potty for doing a poo and starts pushing, but can't push her poo out? Not really. And has she situations as she has to push for a long time for making her poo? Sometimes.
8. As she makes her poo, does she usually push one big turd out, or does she poop more often several ones out? Sometimes it's bigger than she is.
9. Does she ever push a huge poop out? If she does, does she make it often? Oh yeah she's a Super Duper Pooper!! Is that copyright can I use that? Great!
10. Does she like pooping? Yes but I think she likes tinkling more because how much liquid she drinks.
11. If she pushes a big poo out, is she proud of it? Oh yeah. Does she use to show it to somebody? She shows me because I am her babysitter.
12. Does she ever try to make a poo after peeing? Sometimes when she's wearing a nappy and needs to fill it up more.
13. Does she make a poo at some certain time of the day or is it at different times as a rule? Now usually I go to the toilet before bedtime, when I wake up or just defecate and urinate in the shower when I start washing my bottom. But she usually needs to go when she takes a nap, goes shopping with me or sometimes with her best friend Baby Rosalina.
14. Does she usually do a poo as she feels an urge for it? Indeed and it was a nice big one too. Or is she more often put on her potty and told to try making a poo? Sometimes I help her out but sometimes she does it on her own.
15. And I'd also like to ask you: as you made a poo a few days ago ("A Really Long Wee + A couple of Farts/Massive Thick Poos", you wrote this story in the end of March), was it difficult for you to push out these thick 5 inch heavy poos? Oh yeah I eat lots of fibre each and every day and drink tons of coffee. Were you straining a lot for doing it? Not too much because you remember Anal Fissures. Well that's all the time we have for today. See you next time. Bye bye now!

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Sarah
Hey Victoria! Great to see you back. I always love your posts. Youve got such a great way of writing your stories here. I'm also coming back after a long break, although I've been lurking here the whole time. But I've got a story that I just had to tell here.

I had a SERIOUS run of constipation recently, worse than I've had as far back as I can remember. I hadn't gone for a few days, but I didn't think anything of it at first, since that's usually what happens for me. It was when I couldn't go the next time that I started to get worried. I usually have really hard poops, but my butt is usually able to get them out just fine. This time, it was completely stuck. And for five days straight, it stayed that way. I constantly felt the urge to go, but no matter what I tried I couldn't.

I tried EVERYTHING I could find to get this stuff out, but nothing worked. Even actual enemas that have helped before were no use, because I couldn't get them past the mass in the first place (at least not without tearing something.) It was genuinely concerning. I had the normal feeling of being weighed down, but I was starting to get weird sweats and a mild fever. My poor belly was DESPERATE to get rid of it, but it just wouldn't budge. I finally decided to go to a doctor the next day, but I took one more dose of magnesium citrate just in case.

When I woke up, I felt the urge to go immediately. I went to the bathroom and pushed as hard as I could, and it actually started moving. I could feel it slowly being inched out of me. It felt like I was tearing apart, but I was GETTING this dump out of me. I gave one more push, and the log finally came out of me and into the bowl.

I was almost crying, I was so relieved. It took just a few wipes to get clean, and I dropped the paper into the bowl before standing up to look. Seeing that toxic waste finally where it belonged, sitting in my toilet under paper and pee, felt so good. With one long flush, the whole mess got churned up and sucked into the pipes. Good riddance, turd.

I haven't felt that rough in a long time. I'm so glad that's over with.

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Thunder

Disability issues and moving forward

First, I'd like to thank Hisae and the Crushes for the advice for using a bidet being having to move around when the water is squirting . Previous to knowing this, they never really claim me that well, but now I move around and squirm etc. It does the job fine. At home I just do not use toilet paper at all unfortunately went out. I have trouble wiping my bottom so have to rely incontinence underwear to do the job.
My government plan is being reviewed and a part of it is toilet management and bowel and bladder issues. Difficulty emptying my bladder and also my bowel movements and how it impacts on my general life. The consequences is that while this does not distress me I have reduced my social interaction considerably due to these bodily function issues and various other disabilities. I also have to get a smart watch as susceptible to fall on the toilet after constipated movement, I can get very faint and disabled.. I have to find out a lot more about the smart watch. Has anybody else got any ideas about what I could do or their experiences, I would be very thankful.
Thunder.

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Tyler

Survey

Hi guys I'm new here!
Something I have always been curious about is others wiping habits. Please fill out the survey if you are comfortable.

How old are you?
24
What is your gender?
Male
Stand or sit?
Sit
Fold or crumple?
Fold
Do you go between legs or around back?
I go between legs with my goods resting on my arm.
Do you go in a front-back motion or back-front motion?
I go in a back-front motion.
Has someone ever seen you wipe? Or have you seen someone wipe?
Yes. As a kid I saw my cousin wipe and he did it the same as me. He also watched me wipe.

Feel free to ask me any questions.
Happy pooping!

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Toiletkid

Gassy morning potty break

I woke up in the morning feeling that I needed to poop. I immediately rushed to the toilet. Quickly, I went to the bathroom, lowered the toilet seat, pulled my pants and underwear down, and sat on the toilet. As soon as I sat down, I started to have a powerful and loud fart, feeling like I was about to have an bowel movement! After a minute of farts, I felt like the poop was starting to come out, and I heard a slight cracking sound. My poop came out and fell into the toilet. There was a loud plop and then I farted again, and this one was very noisy and smelly! After the fart, I defecated a long, solid poop. It came out with a big splash, water almost spraying my bottom. I farted a few more times. After some more farts, some solid poop squeezed out. And when that poop plopped into the toilet, I farted once more. I had three more bowel movements and then finished pooping, but I wasn't done farting yet! I had to sit there, farting, waiting for my gas to pass. Finally, I released my last fart and started wiping myself. I used two pieces of toilet paper, then threw the papers into the toilet. After getting up and getting dressed I flushing the toilet.

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Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)

Dear Victoria B

How happy we are!! You come back! Mina read this, she burst into the tears at once. So happy!!!

But your post is little bit hard to read, we don't understand part which is around HOWEVER which is big letters. If you are not mind, can you write it in more simple words? appreciate having privacy... prefer having company... which one is correct one?? Sorry, that Minappé is so stupid.

We remember first time Maho's pretty friend Shinri came to stay with us, it was a snowy weather. Shinri stayed in loo in morning very long time and many burururururururu noises and strong fragrance come under door. So Mina and Maho tried hard to be noisy when we doing our motions, then Shinri know everyone is noisy, not only her, and she became to settle down. So all five of us include Shinri are like you Victoria, we know defecate is normal and everybody do, so it is stupid to laugh to person who dropped mierda.

And we all agree, do lots and lots of mierda is good for health very much. Shinri also agree, she said to us.

Human connectedness is very important thing. If we are in public loo and some lady is defecating, we hope in a silence that she will be very satisfy her body when she do. We hope that she can feel our sentiment.

We hope you and Robyn can say nice things each other while you both defecating. Please give our love and big kiss to her. And big big kiss to you too. From all of us. We ask beige loo and green loo to send WE LOVE YOU message to VR loo junior.

Princess Opal, we are happy you are back! Please never run away from us. Mina and Maho, and maybe Hisae (she doesn't remember) were about 4 when we learn that mierda is create by food which we eat. Mina remember she ask her mother and grandmother, and they explain in language which 4 year old girl can understand. Maho said, she learned from her father! Because he is doctor!! Kazumi found out from grapevine, because talk about mierda was taboo in her house. still taboo now.

We hope everybody is fine, and Annie, we hope your friends in Taiwan are fine. Earthquake is so scary!

Love to Everybody.

Chakamami

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Surveillance work

A defecation on the apartment parking lot

I like to notice things in the area and residents of my building have been told to be vigilant especially as there have been home and car break ins, thus my 'surveillance' activities.

One afternoon I noticed a large deposit of excrement that was far too large for a squirrel, a rabbit, or other small wildlife.

I reckoned it was human and reported it to the building's super. Was this some random person who just had to go now or was it from someone who is casing the building?

The area is a bit too urban for coyotes or deer. There is a back alley behind the building with lots of trees so if it was a random person with no ill intent why not go there? Years ago I was caught short and peed in the bushes in that back alley while waiting for the bus. I have noticed several people doing it as they either enter or exit the tree area.

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Thursday, April 4, 2024

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STEVE

Another airport trip

Continuing an old thread from page 2665, my last post in a long while, I was traveling again recently. I had to get up early and travel to Atlanta airport and missed my morning affair on the toilet. By the time I got through TSA I was ready for some private time in the stall! Of course ias most probably know ot is very unusual to have any private moments in a men's room bathroom; maybe it is different in the women's room, but you are lucky to get a stall if you have to shit! From experience I knew that the domestic flight areas by TSA are always full of men pooping, I decided to hold it for an extra 30 minutes and took the shuttle to the international terminal. Just from experience I knew it would be a nicer bathroom, as last time I was at the airport pooping in the rather larger bathroom by TSA were full of feet and I had to wait, and when I got seated I noticed a crack pipe on the toilet paper holder! I digress though; so I arrive at the international terminal, go through TSA and head to the men's room. As soon as I got the cleaning lady just moved her cart back to the lady's room. Usually in domestic terminals men are stationed to clean the men's room, but not in international. I asked the lady if I could use the bathroom and she said she was done. Not surprisingly I was the first one in there. Smelled good and nice and clean! I think there were about 6 or so stalls so I took one in the middle of the row. Sure enough as soon as I undid my belt and sat down, a big fart echoed and another fellow came in and sat right next to me! There was like at least 6 stalls, but damn right next door. None the less, I let loose and dropped my late morning load with a few plops in succession. My neighbor as soon as he sat down blasted a loose load, like all at once and then went silent. We both sat there, me for another 5 minutes or so with a couple of small farts and some small shits, I noticed the guy next door was just sitting there not pooping anymore that I could hear, but he pulled paper and was cleaning up something while still sitting, and I had to start cleaning up too. A little relief on the back side a bit of relief on the front side. 4 wipes in the back got me almost clean paper, but not completely; and I forgot to wet some paper towels from the sink before I sat down as it is alway nice to clean up with some water, oh well I did the best I could, it was ok, I figured I could go for a pee after a quick bite for lunch and take the cleaning to the next level. A couple wipes in the front and off to the sink. My pooping partner still on the toilet making no sounds. I has a great lunch, satisfied with the loads that were left behind! Got on the plane and had a really rough flight to Tampa. It was the roughest flight I have had since I flew back from China many moons ago. Kids laughing, adults in anguish! When I got off of that flight I had to relieve my self again, feeling a bit nauseas. I was in the front of the plane so I got off fairly quickly, and went right to the men's room at the gate and noticed that both men and women that were sitting near me were in a beeline to the toilets too! Guess it wasn't only me that had to shit! This bathroom had a bunch of stalls too, probably more than the other one in Atlanta, maybe 8? Anyway there were a couple guys that rushed into the stalls, maybe only a couple headed to the urinals and a bunch coming in behind me, so I just took the next stall that was open, about in the middle again, as the first few were already taken, and because of the rush of dudes, I forget my cleaning protocol with the wet towels. Man, as soon as I sat done my ass opened up with a series of rather long airy farts. My neighbor next door and down the line as the other stall we're filing up we're pooping up a storm! Farting, some dry and airy like mine, some wet and splatting, plops etc. not much stink though. Someone I think did a courtesy flush but didn't leave the stall because some other dudes that came in and complained they had to shit and there were no stalls! On of them, I guess we're jocking they were going to use the urinal, eww! I think they probably left because it was a full house and nobody was flusing, but a lot of handle pull on my stall door, at least a dozen while I was pooping, but I digress. It was like a symphony of shitters! My stomach was messed up, as was everyone else's! I was lucky to get a stall when I did! I think as the passengers got off that plane all the men had to shit! Probably the lady's too! My lunch came out in waves. What a mess in my toilet and no doubt in all the other ones too! By the time I was done there was a line waiting to get on a toilet. I actually stayed in there a bit longer just stitting there trying to feel better, listening to all the action in the full house. When it came time to clean up, it took a tone of paper, like 8 or more wipes, every time there were streaks, I just couldn't get completely streak free paper, so I gave up, flushed and let to go to the sink and a dude rushed in and blew the bowl up! And a line of about 4 people waiting. Wow! By this time the air was heavy with fumes! I sat down on my bid-get as soon as I got home and it felt good to have a cleaner ass! That was quite the day at atlant and TIA! I have another story from a few yrs back at TIA I'll share next time. Keep up the great posts folks! Best Steve

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Thunder

To Zoe and Toiletkid

I think Zoe the correct approach is needed. Drink lots of water and eat lots of fibre and sit on the school toilets and poo poo and wee wee. You will be much more comfortable and healthy. Also you will have a sense of achievement and victory! How good does a big evacuation feel To Toiletkid the act of relaxing is no important. I often have big constipation problem and I was struggling in front of my therapist and she told me to slow down and relax …. It is natural . She also told me to eat more ???? . These days I have a relaxation session on the throne because after a big hard poo I nearly pass out . Sometimes I have to go and lie down . More news next time .

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Princess Opal

Sorry I was absent for so long!

To Pietro: I was absent when you asked me your survey questions and only saw the post addressed to me while looking through old posts! Sorry, I will try to screenshot that page and answer the questions sometime.

To Zoe: I also felt kind of bad at first that I was pooping out all the meals I'd eaten (I was 8 when I learned that poop was made of leftover food), but then I realized it wasn't like I was wasting food. After I'd eaten it, after all, it went all the way through my digestive system, came out as poop, and my body needed me to get rid of it. And I felt much better after letting the poop out!

To Chakamami: I'm back! I really missed you guys while I was gone.

So, right now there seems to be a big, firm turd sitting in my rectum. I'm waiting for it to just come out, but if it doesn't, I'll have to push. I'm recovering from a cold right now, but my pooping has been just like normal because I've been able to eat as much as usual. In fact, having a hard time breathing because of the illness, eating and going to the bathroom like normal are the most comforting things right now. I've always had a big appetite, even when I was little. I ate at least almost as much as I do now that I'm 19 when I was 8, and having the same size turds that I do as an adult when I was a child and my body was a lot smaller made me feel poophoria a lot more strongly, every time I pooped. (Unless I was having diarrhea, which I hated.) I had a bit of a tendency towards constipation, which has been much better since I was about 13. It hurt when a big, hard poop was coming out slowly, but the relief afterwards was always amazing! Unless it didn't all come out. I don't remember whether or not I cried during painful poops as a kid, but I remember that when I was 17, 2 days after eating a bunch of hot chiles on tacos, I cried the whole time while pooping out that meal because the chiles burned my anus really bad. It was honestly kind of embarrassing, but I don't mind mentioning it here because there's probably someone here who's had something similar happen. After my anus quit burning, the relief was amazing! Well, I feel one of yesterday's meals knocking at the back door now and I'm gonna focus on pooping it out! Bye, happy Easter, and happy pooping to all! --Princess Opal

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Victoria B.

Guess who's also back

Hey!

With the return of some of my favorite posters here it seems like about as good a time as any to come out of retirement myself! I'm the same Victoria B. I've always been and not the other Victoria-an English graduate student in a large city in the Midwest married to my wife Robyn, a biologist.

Chakamami's question got me thinking about how recently my trips to multi-stall public bathrooms for one, the other or both have more often than not been unaccompanied and whether I prefer it to being joined on the pot by others.

By nature I'm somewhat introverted, prone to appreciate having quiet and privacy in public spaces HOWEVER I do prefer having company in general. There are always exceptions like if I have to honor whichever curse it was that made me good at writing on the toilet and send an important email or text or if I'm stressed/overwhelmed enough to need to vocalize my feelings with the classic "I can't do this anymore!" but those are very much exceptions to the rule.

Bodily functions are something we all share as humans. This means acknowledging that other people have them too, that we're literally and figuratively in this together. Few places is this more true than in the bathroom.

There's so much shame and bigotry about this part of the human experience so why not stand or sit there and reject it? Why not give someone who just dropped a huge plop, ripped a big fart or had a loud gusher of a pee a silent pep talk from your stall? We've all done all of those things on a public throne so why not take your stall neighbors as an opportunity to practice giving and receiving grace for all parties? If I'm pooping in the bathroom with someone who's been suspiciously quiet in another stall I'll unashamedly fart, plop, sigh or gently moan from my own number two with idea of helping make them feel more comfortable with themselves and with going poop in public places. This, and not because I coincidentally happen to be somewhat of an exhibitionist, are the reasons why I'd rather not be by myself in a bathroom in public: human connectedness.

Some very special hellos to Minappe, Kazumi, Chae and Maholin. I love all of you. Kristi and Esme, you're two of my favorites on here as well and I'm so happy that you've returned too.

See ya soon!

Love,
Victoria

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Urgent pee

A hoodie for woodland peeing for ladies

I have urgency and frequency as a regular event. I have had to take quick pees outside of washrooms. One item of clothing for women is a hoodie so that a girl or woman can put up the hood and face downwards while doing the deed in unconventional places such as bushes or just on the periphery of woods. This way if anyone has a camera on their phone the peer will not be identifiable. Large sunglasses also help.

I have had to pee outside in urban areas in the dark. One was after the fireworks display in my neighborhood off the parkway. It was dark and I just told the people I was with that I need to go to the bathroom and would just do it here. One of them was surprised but the other one thought it was no big deal. I told the wary one I was wearing a mid-length skirt (great peeing outfit) and that it was dark. I just did it and they waited for me. It was very dark out with very few lights.

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Elle
One time I was out with my friend Kelly having coffee and doing some errands. She was wearing this cute outfit she had, which was like overall shorts but with a tight bodice thing that had corset like straps on the front and a zip up the back instead of buckles. It was kind of a pain in the ass to take off and I'd been out with her before when she'd had it on and she'd decided to put off going to the bathroom because she didn't want to deal with it.

Anyway we had our coffee and I was picking some stuff up at the supermarket and as we were checking out she said 'I need to go to the bathroom' but then went 'Ah I'm too lazy, I can wait' so we just walked out to the bus stop to head home. Getting home should have taken maybe 25 or 30 minutes max, but there was construction that day so our trip was a disaster. First, the bus was over 20 minutes late. As we got close to the 20 minute mark, Kelly kind of bounced a bit and put her hand on her stomach and went 'ugh I should've gone at the grocery store, I need to poop bad!' I felt bad for her, but assured her we'd be home in no time.

Well I was wrong. It was rush hour and the traffic was worse than usual due to the construction. We sat on the bus and Kelly jiggled her legs and squirmed as we inched on. We weren't even halfway home yet when she leaned over and whispered 'Elle I don't know if I can make it home, I've never had to poop this bad.' I told her we were not far from a park that had public bathrooms and maybe we could stop there if she wanted. She looked embarrassed but said yes please.

We got off the bus and legged it to the park. We were almost there and had to wait at a traffic light to cross one last street. Kelly scrunched up her face and wailed 'oh god please don't let me have an accident!' The light took forever and she couldn't stop herself from crossing her legs and doing a very obvious poop dance while we waited in front of all the traffic, I knew she was embarrassed but was just that desperate and couldn't hold it otherwise.

We finally crossed the street and could see the park bathroom now. Kelly was in a pretty bad way at this point, she was breathing heavily and a bit hunched over, she was even walking a bit knock kneed in her efforts to hold it in. From the distance we could see somebody enter the park bathroom so we knew we'd have to wait a minute. We got there and waited, Kelly was shifting side to side holding her stomach and muttering 'oh god oh god' under her breath.

Finally the person came out and it was Kelly's turn. I fully expected her to rush in, but she just stood there. I realized she was blushing a very deep red. I said 'Kelly go on!' and she looked at me with tears in her eyes and said in a wobbly voice 'It's too late' before bursting into tears. I didn't understand, she'd clearly been holding it so I thought even if it was coming out now she could still rush to the bathroom and get most of it out on the toilet. But then she walked ahead of me to get in, and I gasped when I saw her from behind. She'd already shat the whole enormous load in her pants. The bulge in her behind was so big she couldn't walk properly and had to waddle into the bathroom.

She came out ten minutes later, looking subdued and red eyed. Luckily the poop had been quite solid and easy to clean up. She just wanted to go home so we did. She told me later that in fact, she'd started losing it while we were crossing that last road. When she felt it touch cloth and realized it was past the point of return she'd been horrified at the realization she was going to poop her pants in public. In a panic she kept trying to hold it to slow it down, hoping she'd be able to poop at least some of it in the actual toilet, and hopefully keep me from finding out. But despite her efforts, it had kept coming out and she slowly filled her pants as we walked and waited at the bathroom. I was her good friend of course, but she'd gone into such a shock that she couldn't think straight and felt too ashamed to let me know she was having an accident. She could only think to keep pretending she needed to go. It was only when the bathroom opened up that she realized she couldn't get in there without me seeing it.

Anyway all in all a pretty bad experience for Kelly and she never wore that outfit again! I also have never seen her be too lazy to go to the bathroom since.

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Tuesday, April 2, 2024

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Zoe

I need to start using school bathrooms

Today at school I drank a lot of water and ate a lot of food. I really had to pee and poo-poo but didn't want to use the school potty. I held my vagina to keep the pee in and also pushed on my butt to hold my poo-poo in. I held it all day and it was so uncomfortable and painful. My mom drove home quickly as I kept holding my pee and poo-poo in. I had to go so badly and ran to the bathroom, sat on the toilet with my underwear and skirt pulled down and all my pee and poo-poo came out. My poo-poo was very big and pushing it out hurt my bottom but I'm glad it was in the toilet and not me. I also peed a lot. My mom helped me wipe and said I needed to start using the school restrooms or I'd start having accidents or hurting myself by holding my pee and poo-poo.
While I'm really scared of public restrooms and school restrooms (it's just weird doing that stuff around other people), it would be nice if I didn't have to squeeze my private parts in class to avoid an accident. My friend is ok with talking about her pee and poo-poo. She pees like 3 times a day, and sometimes one of those times includes her going poo-poo. She says it's really nice using school bathrooms because you can go pee and poo-poo and then spend the rest of school feeling good.
I'm going to start forcing myself to use school pottys. Starting next week I'll drink lots of water so I have to peel. Once I'm comfortable peeing I'm going to eat really big lunches and breakfasts and snacks so after recess I really have to poo-poo. Hopefully this works!

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Annie

Splattery poop about an hour and a half after breakfast

Hi everyone. Got up this morning, had to go to the washroom (including a fairly big thick solid poop) and went upstairs for breakfast. Had spicy soup or water made with bananas, beef or pork and mushrooms. Microwaved it first for 4:30, took it carefully to the table and ate slowly. Took my 9 AM medications afterwards. Went downstairs, put my Walmart bag on the bed, grabbed my water jar and jug and went back upstairs to fill both.

A few minutes ago I got a major urge for a soft/runny poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, put the Walmart bag on the floor, pulled my dark sweatpants and greyish high cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then relaxed. A bunch of soft poop splattered into the toilet. No farts or anything, just splattering poop that was stinking up the washroom. Was done within about 30 seconds. Reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, rolled up my sleeves (to avoid accidentally getting on them), took some toilet paper, put it back into the Walmart bag, put the bag on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first (front to back) then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a fairly big mess of soft diarrhea-type poop (because of my diet, water, prescribed laxative and stool softeners). P.U. Better out than in though. Flushed the toilet and saw poop flakes floating in there so flushed again. Picked up the Walmart bag, left the washroom, went upstairs to wash my hands, came downstairs, took my flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light, opened the door, came into my room, put those flip flops on, dried my hands on the towel, came to the bed and now writing this. Hopefully everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. And hopefully after lunch and dinner I will poop again.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Gemma

Reply to Chloe

I also had a friend who'd have a go at anyone she caught having a poo in school or in our case more often than not at ballet. Her name was Jess and she was the tall thin blonde on the team and had a side kick Emma. We used to stay in hostels and if we were lucky enough hotels, her and Emma used to always share rooms while away. Well one time away, myself and Jess were in the bathroom doing our hair in preparation for the performance and one of the stalls was locked but there was silence from the stall. Well a couple of the other girls came in and had wees and left, Jess' poop antenna was up so she went silent and I was doing my makeup. The girl in the stall must have thought everyone had left because there was this massive plop and a sigh from the stall, then the toilet roll and a flush.
When the stall opened it was Emma, the look of shock on her face and all the colour drained from her face when she saw Jess standing there, Jess hit the roof at Emma that she not only stunk up the bathroom but she actually pooped at all - Jess always denied she ever pooped. They didn't speak for days and the next stay away I had to share with Jess as she would not share with Emma after that.
I was kinda lucky that at the time I suffered with eating issues and hardly pooped anyway and definitely didn't while away on ballet. Well that stay was eventful as the story I told further down, I found out Jess did in fact poop just not very often like me. She started a mystique that neither I or she ever pooped.

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Princess Toadstool Peach

Happy Easter to You Not so Happy Easter last year to Me

Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and Happy Easter to all of you. Today I am here to share with you a story today about what happened last Easter. On the day of Easter last year I had a whole bundle of creamy chocolate that smelt so good I had to have more. So I had a little bit more then I remembered that I needed to use the bathroom BADLY!! So I head over to the bathroom, walk over to the toilet, lift up my dress, pull down my royal panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and then I sit down on the toilet adjusting myself and then (SPLAT!! TOOT…PAAAARRRPP PLUNK FOOMP SPLUNK PLOOP PLOP SPLASH!!) Wow sounded like I really had to go poo and pinch my loaf without even using a footstool for once. But I'm afraid this isn't going be my usual 5 inch thick dump BMs I usually make. "TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssshhhhh dripdrip!!" And I needed to wee too? Yeah I suppose that usually happens now and again. Time to wipe and taking care of the paperwork! I start to wipe my vagina bladder between my legs 1st and then my bottom after all those poos with toilet paper until brown leaves town. Then throw away the paper into the toilet and then I get off the toilet, pull my panties up, lift down my dress and then I peer inside the toilet. Jeepers! It's like a wet messy mud slide gotten into my bowels. And left some smelly looking skidmarks too YUCK!! No more chocolates for me. At least until next year. Teehee! Now let's flush this all away before my boyfriend finds out!(FLLLUUUUSSSSSsshhhhh!!) Woo it went down perfectly well. Well until we chat again don't eat too much chocolate, have a happy Easter and also...well that's pretty much it what I have to say. So bye bye now!

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Toiletkid

I'm SO relaxes when I'm pooping!

Lately, whenever I go poo-poo, I feel myself very relaxed. This started on the last Thursday morning. Waking up, I immediately felt that nature called. I went to the toilet, pulled down my pyjamas and underwear, and sat on the toilet seat. Suddenly, I felt my body completely relax, it seemed like every muscle was released, and I started peeing and pooping. It was so easy and comfortable! I sat down on the toilet and let out all my waste. Afterwards, I properly wiped my butt and flushed the toilet. Since then, I have always pooped with absolute relaxation. Now, when I sit down on the toilet, my body relaxes, and I can take a dump with unimaginable ease. I hope this will always be the case for me!

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Annie

A little bit of poop about an hour after lunch

Hopefully everyone is having a good weekend so far. I woke up this morning around 8:45 ish (don't remember exactly), went pee, washed my hands, brushed my teeth and went upstairs for breakfast. I had to microwave breakfast first for 5 minutes (and fill my water jug and jar). I had hot bananas in hot water, mushrooms and rice in spicy hot water (I like my food spicy). It took me a while to eat. After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications, took my notebook and pen, put them in the Walmart bag, took the water jug and jar and went downstairs to my room. For lunch at 12 I had a double decker egg, sandwich meat, olive and lettuce sandwich, oranges (yuck), a small bowl of cereal and cup of green tea. A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took the bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put the ugly beige flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a piece of poop that wasn't very big. Kind of disappointing. Reached into the Walmart bag, took the toilet paper out, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt well though there wasn't much on the toilet paper. Put the toilet paper into the toilet (between my legs), stood up, pulled my underwear (light purple boy shorts) and sweatpants up. Turned and looked in the toilet. It was a small poop, kind of hard and looking pointy. Flushed the toilet and it went down fine. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands well, picked up the Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light, went to my room, put the Walmart bag on the floor (between my bed and desk), went and dried my hands and now writing this while listening to music. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is having a good weekend.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Social psychology urban environment

Peeing in stores using absorbent products?

When shopping I noticed a young child with her parents in the same aisle as myself. The little child whispered something to her parents and they said something to her in a hushed voice. She immediately just squatted on the floor for about a minute or less then got up and the family continued shopping.

My guess is that she had to pee and was wearing a pull up and her parents said to just have a pee in the pull ups. There is no bathroom in the store. She was about 3 or 4.

I am an adult and have a weak bladder so I wear Depends shopping. Rather than go to a far away washroom I will just pee in my Depends on occasion. I do not squat however.

I have peed at a traffic light while waiting for the pedestrian light to change. Also I have peed at a bus stop while waiting for the bus to go home due to desperation and the bus was very late. When I got home I just took off the Depends, took a shower and threw the used Depends in the trash.

I am just curious how many people do this including parents as a solution for young kids with small bladders, pregnant women, middle aged women, seniors? Do older men with prostate issues wear Depends for Men and ever pee in them for convenience (especially if they have to just pee a bit not a huge flood)? Especially ladies and gentlemen who have just visited a washroom and then so soon afterwards have to pee again and use the Depends or similar for convenience rather than to trek to yet another washroom.

Anyone in a vehicle who wears these and lets a bit out when desperate so that they can make it to the next stop without a torrential flood which can overwhelm the absorbent product?

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Desperate Man

Recent Accident

Hello everyone. This is my first post, but I have been reading for years and years. I'm a 31 year old male who is pretty athletic and I'm not too bad looking. I recently had an accident and thought I would share.

A few weeks ago, I was on my wah to work when I noticed I had to go number 2. I have really bad public bathroom anxiety, so I don't poop in public. I normally have no problem holding it in, so I thought nothing of it. I work evenings, and work alone so I wasn't worried about having to hide my urge from others. I was fine the first half of my shift, but about halfway through, I noticed a sudden urgency. It was getting to the point where I had to clench my cheeks at points and was constantly farting. I was considering going and finding a bathroom, but was too scared and I kept telling myself I could hold it in.
I had made it through my shift and was cleaning up and putting everything away. The need to go was getting bad, and I was doing the poop shuffle. I thought about going and using the bathroom, but I work in a public facility and was worried someone would come in. I live alone, so in the back of my mind I wasn't worried about someone being home when I got home being super desperate to go. I got everything put away and made it out to my car. I was turtle heading at this point and couldn't stand straight, but I was determined to make it home. It was still daylight out, so I didnt want to act to suspicious. Sitting down in the car helped keep everything in, but I kept having stomach muscle spasms and there were points wherey body was pushing, but the car seat was stopping it from coming out. I made it home barely, and I just had to make it inside. I knew standing up out of the car was going to be a struggle. I have to park in the street in front of my house, and walk up to the front door. I got out of the car and had to stand there for a moment and clench. Hopefully, none of my neighbors could see me. I made it through the cramp and started walking up the sidewalk. I made it about halfway to the door, when I got another cramp. I clenched my cheeks and kind of bent my knees forward and knew I was going to have an accident. Luckily I was in boxer briefs and kind of tight jeans so I knew it wouldn't run down my legs. Ii was worried my neighbors were watching, so I stood straight up and just walked to the front door. As I was walking, the poop was coming out. It was giant and solid and definitely made a bulge. When I got to the front door, I was hidden away from anyone seeing me si I just felly let go. It was the most relieving and biggest poop of my life. While I was pooping, I let go of my bladder and just stood their sighing in relief. It was a euphoric feeling. I went inside and cleaned up and have learned my lesson about holding it in as long.

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Annie

Fairly big thick solid ish poop

Hi everyone. I hope you're all doing well, staying safe, healthy and happy. Got up this morning around 8:30, grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Afterwards went upstairs, microwaved breakfast for 4:30 minutes (she usually leaves a pre-cooked breakfast on the table that needs to be microwaved. This was a ???? looking soup with long mushrooms (they were white with a long stem), a egg that was hiding in the soup, bananas that were chopped up, all of this in spicy chili pepper soup. It was good and hot when it finished microwaving. I put on oven mitts to take it to the table to avoid burning myself. Breakfast was delicious and I ate slowly. My caregiver's ex husband came out of the room (he's been trying to take over a lot of the cleaning, cooking, shopping etc while my caregiver has been sick) to point out the new medication package on the table (each week I am given a new one since this way of taking medication is easier. The drug store pre packages all my medications in a weekly blister pack so that it's easier for me). After breakfast I took my morning (9 AM) medications, took my Walmart bag and water jar downstairs and went to my room.

Finally about 5 minutes ago I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, stepped outside my room, put the flip flops outside my room on, closed the door, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my dark sweatpants and beige high cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot (whoosh!) then pushed out a pretty big thick poop an hour after finishing breakfast. And there was a lot. When I was done I rolled up my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag for the last of the toilet paper, wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. WOW! This was fairly big about 2 to 2 1/2 feet long, thick, dark ish and just impressive. I'm not 100% empty yet but I feel better. Flushed the toilet, waited for the toilet to refill after flushing then flushed again to be sure. Yup. Picked up the Walmart bag, went to the door, turned off the light, opened the door, went to my room, grabbed my water jar and jug, went upstairs, refilled my water jar and jug, washed my hands, dried them and that's that. I hope everyone is having a good Thursday so far and is staying safe, happy, healthy.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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JW

For Kristi

Hi,
I'm going through the same thing you were/are right now. I have a BAD cold and I don't feel like putting in the effort I usually need to to have a bowel movement. I usually have to push and bear down REALLY HARD to get the job done.

May I ask what kind of suppositories you us?. I've found the most effective to be Fleets Liquid glycerin. They usually get me going pretty quickly, although I still have to bear down hard even with that. The solid glycerin do me no good at all. They don't give me any desire to bear down at all, without that "urge" I find it doubly hard to go.~~ JW

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Scooter

Soft serve at the mall

Today I ate at a Ramen noodle restaurant that I had never tried. The food was good but a little spicy; however, I did eat the whole, bowl. It was a late lunch. I do usually poop in the afternoon so I should not have been surprised but after we ate my wife and I walked around a nearby mall looking for an ice cream place. As we were walking my urge to have a BM was getting stronger. As we got to the food court I had to go to the bathroom that had two stalls on opposite sides of the room (an unusual set-up) with big gaps in the stall doors so what my thighs were exposed and everyone in the bathroom knew I was taking a huge poop. I never did get my soft serve ice cream but did need to poop out three intense rounds of soft serve poop. I know this could be different from most but I always wipe by reaching between my legs so people could see me spread my legs and wiping. Of course since it was soft serve poop I had to wipe 6 or 7 times. Everyone in there could see me so it was incredibly embarrassing, but a huge relief to get that massive poop out of my body! I think I'm going to stay away from Ramen restaurants for a long while!

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Nickel

SOON IT BE OUTDOOR CAMPING SEASON

Just curious, Where are most of you be going in camping or hiking? Will it be in a camping park, where there be toilets or outhouses. or places in the wild where you have to go in the wild? Where you go will there be lots of people or away from most?

It it away I do hope that you bring the tp back and into the garbage and not leave it on the ground. The deposit is okey it will be part of the ground. If there is a lot of people I hope you dig a hole for the deposit.

Make a small print where you are at.

What your plans?

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Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)

Yes Esme we remember you!!

Dear Esme,

Of course we remember you! We missed you! We are so happy, that you are back. And it is very nice story! Kazu feels empathy with you very much. You said, toilet seat was very comfy for your bottom. Kazumi says same thing. Actually when we bought new toilet, Kazu sat on it in show room. She didn't say why because salesperson maybe think she is crazy, but her three crushes knew why! Because she wanted test feeling of her bottom.

Esme, we missed you so much. We sometimes talked about you when we defecating all together. About 2 or three times Kazu said, "I love Esme" and one of those times was when she was on loo sitting on seat which suit her bottom very much and dropping huge mierda many times. Immediately after she said, she dropped huge long mierda, soft serve type, bururururururururu. She stood up at once because she feel its big size, perhaps Hisae have to flush, and maybe 95% of loo was full so Hisae flushed, then Kazu sat down again and produced burururururururu three more times, then little pieces for about 5 minutes, so she was on loo about 15 minutes.

Maybe you were on loo in box type department store about 15 minutes? You were alone all that time? We ask, which you like better, to be alone or to have neighbour who also is defecating? We don't mind, either is OK. We are not interested so much in defecate of woman who we don't know, but interested a little, because when someone defecating, we always think, "we hope you (neighbour in next loo) can defecate lots and lots and feel wonderful afterwards!"

Kazumi says she wants to be your neighbour when you and she defecating very lots at same time. Perhaps impossible because this site anonymous. But if we have an imagination, it is possible maybe. We said to Kazu, and she was happy to hear. "I am sure Esme is very very beautiful," Kazu said.

We are looking forward other two your stories!

Love to Everyone.

Chakamami

P.S. Mina and Mari went business trip again and same city, so we pushed out our mierda in same airport loo, before taking aeroplane back to our city. We had mistake before; that ladies' room has 8 stalls, not 10. It was not crowded, so we could sit there long time. We like those loos because you can hear plop sound well. So Mina could hear Mari's many plops, and Mari could hear Mina's many plops. Those loos have otohimé, it is mean you push button and loo makes false flush sound to hide real plop sound, but Mina and Mari not interested in that. At end, both Mina and Mari made some burururururu style. And both Mina and Mari had to flush three times. Of course giggle a lots.

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Regular Mike

Christmas bathroom visitor

I have a short story about being seen on the toilet by a girl who was three years older than me. This happened when I was four or five years old. It was the Christmas season and my family was visiting the home of good family friends of ours. During our traditional Christmas gift exchange, I went to the bathroom to go poop. The bathroom was immediately next to the family room where we were opening presents.

I was sitting on the toilet going poop. While I was sitting there, one of the girls of the host family came into the bathroom to find me. She had a present that was for me. I don't know why it had already been opened, but she had it in her hands and for some reason she thought I needed to know right away what I had been given! The toilet was in the opposite corner of the bathroom from the door. So she walked all the way over to right in front of me to show me what I had received. I remember she asked me, "Are you going poo poo?" I remember just slowly nodding my head in response as I looked up at her. I guess I was a little bit caught off guard and a little embarrassed, but certainly not mortified. I had known her all my life up to that point, and I knew her as a sweet girl. She was like a big sister to me. So, I just took the experience as a caring act on her part.

I remember that as a very sweet memory. While my mom was an excellent mother, I seem to recall that my mom could be a bit impatient in my toilet training. I was a late bloomer, I think, in becoming fully independent in cleaning myself after pooping. So I probably picked up on some impatience on the part of my mom for some time. I don't know-it's been a while! But, in any case, I found being seen and talked to so lovingly and patiently while sitting on the toilet to be a very comforting experience.

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VioletIndigo

Kindergarten memory + Elphaba and openness stories

Hello everybody,

Tricky's story about kindergarten reminded me about one of my own from kindergarten.

I was around 5 years old, and I remember being in the classroom - I think we were working on some kind of activity, I don't quite remember. My memory of this event is pretty vague. I just remember standing up, having liquid diarrhea soak my clothes, and telling the teacher's assistant "I diarrhea-ed myself!" I vaguely remember my diarrhea dripping onto the floor.

The teacher's aid, this middle-aged or elderly white woman, chastised me (I don't remember what she said) and brought me to the principal's office. The principal called home and my parents had to pick me up. As I waited for my parents to pick me up, I had to sit in my shit-soaked underwear.

I forgot about this memory until now. I don't remember the kids around me making fun of me. I also don't remember being embarrassed, for some reason. If I recall correctly, I thought it was cool that I was being permitted to leave school early.

To Elphaba, this is my experience getting over poop-shyness:

I used to be super embarrassed to talk about pooping/farting in front of people I was close to. My best friend and I met in high school when we were teenagers (around 14 or 15), and I think being friends with her helped me to be more open because she herself is really open. For context, she's a woman of East Asian heritage, and she's short and slightly pudgy. Dark hair, dark eyes, light skin. She has more or less looked the same for the entire time I've known her.

We're both gamers, and I can remember being in calls with her back in the day early into our friendship. She would just start to giggle, I'd ask "what's up" and she'd say "I farted," and I would just laugh along not sure of what to say. I would never declare when I farted. We would use public bathrooms together for reasons other than pooping.

I remember being maybe 16 and going into a movie theater bathroom with her to pee. I really needed to fart but I also needed to pee. I was too embarrassed to fart around her. I pulled down my pants and underwear, sat on the toilet, and realized it would be impossible to pee without farting so I just held my pee, pretended to pee, and then stood up. I held the pee and fart for another hour before going back to the bathroom alone to let it out, and I was in so much pain. She wasn't embarrassed to fart around me though, so I'm not sure why I was so embarrassed to fart around her since she wouldn't judge me for it.

I also remember this guy friend of mine, who had (for some reason) told me that he had a crush on my friend was sketching something in front of my friend and I. "Is that a big ass turd?" my best friend asked the guy. His face turned red in embarrassment, "no, it's a snake!" he said. "Looks like a turd to me," she said. I was just cackling, I thought it was so funny. This was in high school and this guy didn't really have girl friends besides me (but as we've established I was pretty closed-off about my bathroom habits), and so I think he was embarrassed to hear us making toilet humor (especially since he had a crush on her), which made the situation even funnier.

A few years into our friendship, maybe when we were 17 or 18, when one of us would go to the bathroom the other would say "good luck" or "don't fall in." It became a running joke that persists to this day, so many years later.

In college we started to spend more time with each other, and I think in that I started to care less. We would do sleepovers where would we get drunk and just chill on occasion, and I could hear her bathroom sounds and she could hear mine, and I think in the process I got over my embarrassment. We also did some traveling together, and sharing living spaces in that context also forced me to be more open. I started to embrace the poop/fart/pee humor.

She would text me things like "I'm taking a massive dump at school right now" and I would start to do the same thing. We'd even start to send each other toilet selfies. We've never done any buddy dumping, but I'm okay with that. I'm completely comfortable farting around her now, I don't care and I even think it's funny.

I'm way more comfortable talking/joking about me pooping or farting around other friends of mine at least in part because my friend is so open about it. I don't know if I'd have been more willing to talk about pooping or farting like I am now had she not been in my life. Her whole family was way more open about the bathroom stuff than my family, so I think that contributed a lot to our attitudes about it when we met each other. It's wild how much the messaging parents send their kids about the topic of bathroom-related stuff affects their attitudes later in life.

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that getting comfortable with talking about pooping or farting near people you're close to is a process. For me it took years, and I'm still working on it, but it's possible. Having a friend around you who's understanding can make a huge difference.

VioletIndigo

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A Sneezy Soaker (ASS)

I am older and thus leak urine. I had 10, yes, 10 gigantic deep sneezes as if the nasal cavity was getting rid of a ton of dust. I could barely pause before the next one came upon me. I was getting wetter and wetter with each sneeze and by the last one my pajama pants were absolutely soaked. I put them into the laundry.

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Annie

Kind of hard but big poop 2 hours after breakfast

Got up this morning, grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off and went to the washroom to pee and brushed my teeth. Had to microwave a bowl of bananas chopped up in water for about 3 minutes. It was lukewarm but didn't feel like putting it back into the microwave. Ate it slowly chewing well. Drank the water (tipped the bowl to my mouth) when I was done and took my 9 AM medications. Took my stuff and went downstairs being careful and quiet not to disturb my caregiver. A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, stepped outside my room, put on the flip flops outside my room, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and black underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a lot of fairly hard, big poop. Only took about 30 seconds. Once I was done I stood up, turned around to look. It took up most of the toilet bowl, was hard, looked dry ish and dark (yuck). I took the roll of toilet paper out, took some, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet, flushed, flushed again to be sure, pulled my pants and underwear up and washed my hands well at the sink. Hopefully I can poop more later and tomorrow at my exercise program after my coffee lol. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Librarypooper

First coed poop

So the library at my school has coed bathrooms. Today was the first day of the spring term. I had been having the shits all morning. I had gone in one time and blew it up when suddenly i had company. Female company. I hadnt even thought about this. She peed and went to the sinks while i tried to flush. I had clogged it. So now i had to walk out and face this woman who could probably tell i had clogged the toilet. She was a brunette, curves in the right places, and her hair in a pony tail. We shared an awkward look as i realized how badly i had stunk up the room. We then left. About an hour later....i had to shit again. I went in the handicapped stall. Suddenly someone bursts in. I go silent. I see the shoes...its the same girl as before! She goes into my still clogged stall and says "WHEW" and goes rushing into the one that's kind of off from the main 3 stalls. I don't think she noticed my feet. I hear her peeing again and think I'm gonna be in the clear soon. Suddenly, she starts ripling major ass. Liquid and gas spraying out. She exploded more or less continuoualy for about 20 seconds. Her shit easily matched mine. Then she left without noticing me it seemed like. What a day.

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Maria

Answer to Nickel

I am planning to go for a quite long biking and camping vacation. I will bike almost 2000 kilometers and spend around two months on the tour. Most nights I will spend in a tent. I am 19 years old and I will finish school in June and continue at University in late August.

I will bike alone most of the time. My mother might join in for a few days in late July and possibly also my best friend when she comes home from vacation with her family in early August

I got the idea when I last summer biked for six days from home to visit my grandparents. Then I slept every night in a tent somewhere in the wilderness along the route. Then I pooped outside every day and found that to be no problem at all.

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Petro

To Princess Toadstool Peach:

Hi, Princess Toadstool Peach!
Last time I asked you some questions in the middle of February (p. 3055) about your pooping as you were a young child. Now I'd like to ask you some questions about the pooping of Baby Peach, if you don't mind (I wrote about this intention in the same post).
1. Is it usually difficult for her to make a poo? Has she to strain a lot for pushing her poo out?
2. As she was doing her poo near the tree on the day you told on the page 3045 about, was it difficult for her? Had she to push a lot before her poo came of her butt? And as she was doing it at home on the same day after your returning home with her, was it difficult for her? As she pushed and her face turned bright red, does it mean that pooping was not easy for her?
3. Does she usually fart before she starts pooping?
4. As she sits down on her potty for making a poo, has she to push a lot, before something comes out?
5. Does she always poop by herself? Are an enema or suppositories ever used for her?
6. Does she usually make a poo as she feels she has to do it? Does she ever sit down on her potty and try to poop without having an urge for it? Would she be able to poop in that case?
7. Has she ever a situation as she sits down on her potty for doing a poo and starts pushing, but can't push her poo out? And has she situations as she has to push for a long time for making her poo?
8. As she makes her poo, does she usually push one big turd out, or does she poop more often several ones out?
9. Does she ever push a huge poop out? If she does, does she make it often?
10. Does she like pooping?
11. If she pushes a big poo out, is she proud of it? Does she use to show it to somebody?
12. Does she ever try to make a poo after peeing?
13. Does she make a poo at some certain time of the day or is it at different times as a rule?
14. Does she usually do a poo as she feels an urge for it? Or is she more often put on her potty and told to try making a poo?
15. And I'd also like to ask you: as you made a poo a few days ago ("A Really Long Wee + A couple of Farts/Massive Thick Poos", you wrote this story in the end of March), was it difficult for you to push out these thick 5 inch heavy poos? Were you straining a lot for doing it?
I wish you and Baby Peach happy pooping and peeing!
Petro

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Oops! Mom Caught Me on the Toilet at School!

I didn't have too many problems going to the bathroom during grade school or middle school. Before I started 1st grade mom had me do some seat wipes, me wipes and some practice flushes at home. Pushing down on the flusher at school was much harder than just flicking the flusher at home.

As I got older I kept discovering some other things I didn't like while using the school bathrooms. The flushes, when I could get them to work, looked and sounded like eruptions of a volcano. When they didn't work I got these dumb looks from the girl replacing me when she saw what I had left in the bowl. A few said something nasty but mom had taught me to just smile and walk away. Then sometimes in the hall or at lunch I often would see that user again. I got a smirk or sneer.

Then at middle school only one toilet out of a row of 8 or 9 going two ways had a privacy door. Now I didn't have the confidence that I partially got that previous year. Many of the users wore loose dresses that would cover their privates while seated. Those of us who preferred jeans didn't dare drop them to the floor while we crapped. What worked at home or a friend's house no longer did it. I peed my panties a few times during a passing period. I didn't want to drop them low enough since I didn't want to expose my privates. Even pulling the elastic didn't work well at first.

Later that year I had gained more confidence in using the toilets at school. I kept my head toward my lap as much as I could and I didn't want to spend more than one second more seated than I needed to. It took me a bit longer to get my bowels to move than I would have liked. Some of the verbal shots I took also hurt me. To those girls I just wanted to shout off 'F you, drop dead.' But that just would have caused more trouble. I didn't need any more detentions.

In 8th grade I realized I had gained more experience in using the school bathrooms. The privacy didn't get any better. I heard that some of the parents convinced the principals to put doors back on one or two of the toilets in each bathroom. But with the bathrooms consistently in use throughout the day, you had about a 10% chance of getting a toilet with a privacy door. In geography class at about 11 I signed out for the bathroom, after my teacher halfway embarrassed me by asking me about why I going so much to the bathroom. A few boys near her desk laughed at that. I think I heard one say something about me doing drugs in there, but the walk down the hallway caused my crap to knock even harder.

Each of the three toilets with doors was in use. I took one of the middle ones. It didn't smell that good, but it had a white seat (my favorite because it is easier to see if it is clean) and I took my seat. I immediately dropped two pieces of soft crap. Then I had to fiercely push out what was the usual knobbly main even. It was hurtful and this one probably took about 5 minutes. I was out of breath from the tense pushing. When I looked up I saw my mom standing in front of me. Her arms were folded. I was late for my doctors appointment. She had interrupted the class and hadn't been talked to that nice by my teacher.

Mom started in on me right away. Said I should be sitting on toilet paper rather than the bare seat. Said I was too dumb to look for toilet paper on the roll in the cubicle. (It was out!) Said I should have waited until we got to the doctors' building because the bathroom was cleaner there. I had forgotten about the appointment. She got me some toilet paper from a nearby cubicle but was critical of me for several things: 1) not drinking enough liquids that would result in softer craps; 2) not getting up early enough in the morning to go at home before school; 3) not writing down the doctors appointment in my planner; 4) and for using the middle toilet, which she said gets 2X more use than the others around it

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Brandon T

Comments & Stuff

To: Annie as always another great set of stories it sounds like you had some pretty good poops and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Chloe first welcome to the site and that sucks that there was no toilet paper for you guys.

To: Princess Toadstool Peach as always another great story.

To: Jess great story it sounds like your mom gambled and lost with that last fart, at least she made it to the toilet before it all came out.

To: Dillon great story.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site.

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Todd

Christmas Bathroom visitor

Regular Mike: did this girl talk you through it while you were sitting on the toilet? I think it's also very sweet and loving that this girl was patient with you? If you care to explain how she was, I'd like to know.

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Steve A

To Scooter

I understand your situation from both sides of the spectrum:

When I was younger, my family used to live near a row of mobile houses, and one day, a guy (looked to be in his early 20's) was cutting our neighbor's grass, most likely because they were away from home at the time.

After a while, the guy rang our doorbell and asked us if he could use our bathroom. My parents surprisingly didn't have any concerns or issues, so they let him in and since he was in there for awhile, we assumed that he was pooping (he also probably peed outside since it was a rural forestry area as well)

However, I'd be reluctant to let strangers use my personal bathroom, depending on the situation, even though it would most likely be a judgment call (in the moment) if I ever find myself in a situation like that.

On an extra note, I actually asked a neighbor to use their bathroom, since our house was closed off due to various repairs being made inside, and they surprisingly let me use it, so it probably depends on homeowner and how they feel about it.

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Lena S.

Accident in the car

Hey everyone,

I'm back again, I saw there's another Lena now so I'm gonna go by Lena S. from now on. I'm the Lena that recently posted about going to the bathroom while camping. To recap I'm 24, have wavy brown hair, 5 foor 4 and about 130 pounds.

A few weeks ago, my boyfriend and I decided to go to dinner and a movie. We decided to go to an Indian restaurant in town. I had a big lunch at work but couldn't resist the good food at the restaurant. My stomach tends to be a little sensitive, especially when I eat heavily spiced food.

Afterwards we went to the movies and saw Dune. I felt my stomach rumbling a bit during the movie but it was nothing out of control. I did fart once, but it was silent and nobody noticed. Around when the credits rolled, I started to feel my stomach turn again, and decided to try to use the bathroom on the way out. I pulled my silky black leggings and thong down and sat on the bowl, letting out a booming thunderclap of a fart when my butt hit the seat. Unfortunately, other than a dribble of pee, I couldn't get anything going. I wiped and headed out to the car to go home, still feeling full.

All the sudden, just after we got on the main highway home from the theater, my stomach rumbled again, and it cramped up. I could feel a big dump brewing in my bowels, but figured I could make it since we were only 20 minutes away. I cracked my window and tried to keep it under control. Unfortunately, for me and my thong, it was a short lived effort. Not even a mile later, I felt my bowels shift and I knew my dump was here whether I was ready or not. I tried to shift my weight in the seat to hold it in, but when I did, a wet, bubbly fart sputtered out, muffled slightly by my tight pants and the carseat. My boyfriend asked if I was okay, but before I could get an answer out, another ripe, wet fart bubbled out, and I knew it was too late. I was trying to clench but I just couldn't hold it. Warm, lumpy poop started to crackle out into my panties, and I felt my face burn red with embarrassment. It hurt so bad to try and stop it, so I just relaxed my muscles and let it come out. The poop crackled noisily as it purged into my panties. I felt it hit resistance against the car seat, and then smoosh against my butt cheeks, and squeeze into the front of my panties and up around my crotch. The relief was overwhelming but so was the amount of poop. A fart bubbled out as the poop continued to fill my panties, and it started to squish through the leg bands and smear on my legs. This was a huge load, and it didn't feel like it was done yet. I gasped, in shock, and farted another loud, wet, bubbly fart as more poop crackled out, completely filling my pants and spilling out onto my lower back. I felt my gut empty completely, before farting loudly into the mess, which sounded muffled against the mountain of warm soft poop. I felt my eyes well up with tears, and the smell was nothing short of overwhelming. My boyfriend rolled the windows down and we drove the rest of the way home as I cried with embarrassment. After we got home he asked if I needed help cleaning up, which I declined. I went to the bathroom and pulled my pants down and didn't even try to save them. I just jumped in the shower and rinsed what felt like a ton of wet smelly poop off my legs and butt. Thankfully, that was the only dump I had to take that day, and my bowels got back to normal. My boyfriend was understanding about it thankfully, but it was still mortifying.

I'll post more soon, hopefully on better terms.

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Victoria

School/public toilet survey

1. What did your parents/older siblings teach you about using bathrooms away from home?

Always cover the seat in paper, and only use public restrooms when absolutely necessary.

2. What fears did you have when you first had to use a school bathroom?
How were they overcome?

I was afraid other people would laugh at the sounds of my butt exploding, but they didn't and I got over it.

3. What did your teacher say or do that was positive or negative about using the bathrooms at school?

4. Did you ever get commended or disciplined when you used a school bathroom?

Disciplined a lot, mainly by teachers because I was always late to class because I was in the bathroom.

5. Did your parents ask about how your bowel or bladder needs were being addressed at school?

No, never.

6. How old and under what conditions were you when you got over your fears about public bathrooms?

About 15 years old. I don't remember how exactly though.

Gender: Trans MTF
Age: 20

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Tricky

Science Project

I was a high school Sophomore. For part of my AP Chemistry class, I had to work with students from my class on a project. There were 5 of us in total on the team, me, two other boys, and two girls. All of them were from my class. The first boy was the archetypical ubernerd, a skinny but overly tall white boy who had a face full of horrendous acne, braces, wore glasses, and behaved a bit like Napolean Dynamite, perhaps 16 years of age. The other boy was like me, extremely underdeveloped for our age, both of us being about 16 but looking 12, except he was even shorter than me, every bit as skinny, and had red hair. The first girl was a slightly short and slightly chubby one with short black hair at neck length and very pale skin. The other girl was cute, thin, athletic, with long blonde hair and was a cheerleader, but had a surprising intelligence that belied her stereotypical volley girl appearance, voice, and demeanor.

We decided after school to work on the project. The dark-haired girl's house was the location of choice. It was closest to the school and a mid-point between everyone else's home.

I'd also been holding in a massive poop since lunch time. My school had no doors on the stalls and I refused to use them. I was looking forward to using the bathroom at her house when we got there, expecting to get some privacy. The nerdy kid had to work for two hours after school, so he'd meet up with us later. So the four of us got there, and the lone bathroom near the entrance of the house by the living room we were working in wasn't available. Her mother was using it to get ready for work. The red-haired boy asked if he could use the bathroom, as soon as we got there, and was told to wait. He was first in line, since I hadn't asked yet.

My need to poop grew as we worked for the next 30 minutes. It went from pressing on my sphincter gently, to shooting pains up my digestive tract. Her mother finally exited the bathroom and headed to her bedroom, and the red-haired boy got up and excused himself.

He said "I'm about to burst."

The girl whose parents' house we were in then said "Please lift the seat first. We hate it when my brother gets pee on the seat."

He laughed and ran in, shut the door, unzipped, and took a very loud and forceful piss. Every detail could be heard, from the lifting of the seat, the clack it made against the porcelain, then the sound of pee shooting into the water. Everyone heard this long piss and not much was left to the imagination from the sound alone. The mother walked by and let the black-haired girl know she was heading to work, told her goodbye, and left, as the boy's torrent of pee could be heard throught the living room we were sitting in. I heard him release a muffled fart from inside the bathroom and the cheerleader smiled and snickered, so she obviously heard it too. The sound of frying chicken continued all the way to the last few drops of pee falling into the water, before he zipped up. The toilet flushed, the boy washed his hands, and when he exited, the two girls were awkwardly smiling at everything they just heard as if they were slightly embarrassed.

I dreaded what I needed to do, because I knew everyone there would hear it. I decided to hold it, and try to make it home to poop. This proved to be an untenable decision. Another hour and a half or so passed as we continued the project. The fifth member of the team should be arriving any minute now, when in no uncertain terms my GI tract lost its patience. I felt a fart and tried to slip it out silently to ease the building pressure, but that plan didn't work out as intended.

*Propt-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-T-T-shhhhhhhhh-ffffft-RORT*

Not only did the fart end as I felt a hard, sharp tip poking at my anal sphincter as my cheeks painfully clenched up out of my instinct to avoid filling my pants, but everyone heard my fart. It was loud.

The cheerleader was the first to comment, "<My name omitted>! Did you just fart!?"

I was caught. I simply said "Yeah. Sorry."

She responded, "Hey, it's natural." Everyone started laughing.

The black-haired girl responded, "That's gross! It stinks now!"

The red-haired boy was laughing., and remarked, "He does that in class."

I have farted in class a few times because I was often holding in poop, but I don't recall doing so audibly in that class. But the red-haired boy sat behind me in this class, the last one of the day, and must have smelled my output of silent-but-deadlies which wer made such when enhanced with the stench of an unreleased poop, and given how every day was a mad dash to make it home to poop, this was possibly on a daily basis, and he knew it was me.

The black-haired girl then exclaimed, "Smells like crap in here! Yuck!"

The cheerleader looked at me again, "<My name omitted>, have you've been holding poop in all day?"

I had little to say. I felt embarrassed at her initial question as it was, but I knew they all heard me fart and denying it would have been of no benefit. I was caught. To make matters worse, apparently there was no secret about the state of my digestive system at this time based upon her questioning.

Before I said anything, the cheerleader then mentioned to the black-haired girl, "The Boys' toilets don't have doors."

The black-haired girl then said "I've been in the Boys' bathroom and it's weird! I don't know how you boys can pee in front of each other, let alone poop."

The red-haired boy responded, "Communal peeing's not so bad. But I won't poop at school."

The cheerleader responded, "Never?"

He then remarked, "I always take care of that home before going to school."

The cheerleader added, "I know many boys who always hold it until they get home." I was one of them, even if she didn't know that about me until now. But it was obvious she knew. The foul fecal odor I emitted with my fart gave it away.

I was embarrassed even more thanks to this conversation, which increased my resolve not to poop there. But I considered myself lucky that I got away without directly answering the question whether or not I had to poop. Because I very badly needed to, and I didn't want everyone there t know it. The mass was pounding at its exit point.

Another 5 minutes or so passed before I finally relented. If I held it any longer, I was going to poop my pants. That would not have been good.

I looked to the black-haired girl, "I need to use your bathroom, if you don't mind."

She responded, "Sure. Go ahead and go.", smiling at me. They knew...

I walked in, shut the door, noticed there was no lock, which made me very uncomfortable due to a fear that someone might walk in. But I didn't have a choice. At least the bathroom was immaculately clean and inviting. I lowered the toilet seat, dropped my pants, and sat down. Immediately, a dense, but highly compressed and surprisingly soft log started pouring out of me accompanied by small pops and crackles of gas.

*PFT-t-T-phshtrup-fwoompt-phhht-CRACKLE-phuptphrrtphshlush*

I heard some whispers, "Hear that?" "Grow up!" "It's funny."

I heard quiet laughter as I continued pushing it out. Sound traveled and I knew they heard it. Despite my state of embarrassment at this ordeal, I had indeed been holding this in for at least 5 hours now, and the feeling of relief was immense. It was another big and messy one, smearing itself against my buttcheeks as it exited. After about 5 minutes of being in there, the last of it dropped out, and I started wiping myself. The toilet paper roller made a loud squeaking. I heard one of the girls whisper, laughing, "Hear that? He's wiping." More quiet laughing.

The red-haired boy said at normal volume, "I'll pretend I didn't hear you say that. Pervert." All three of them were loudly laughing now, as I continued rolling the paper. One of them remarked, "Shut up!"

All of a sudden, maybe 15 seconds into wiping up, I heard the doorbell ring, repeatedly and rapidly.

*DING-DONG DING-DING-DING-DINGLE-DONG*

I heard someone get up and open the door to the porch, which was maybe 6 feet from the toilet I was seated upon. I was in the middle of wiping my butt, toilet paper neatly folded in my hand, my butt lifted off the toilet slightly, getting all of those messy smears off of my anus, when all of a sudden the doorknob giggled...

At the same time, I hear the black-haired girl yell, "WAIT! Someone's in there...!" while the door swung open. There I sat, exposed, a side view of myself wiping my ass visible to everyone. I looked over to see the nerd holding the door open on me, and could see everyone in the room staring at me.

The door slammed shut, "SORRY!" the nerd exclaimed. My level of embarrassment was extreme, but this was not the first time something like this happened, nor the last. However, I felt violated in that moment, especially since four people, two of them girls, had just seen me on the toilet, even if it was for only a second or two at most. At least no one came in.

He then asked "Dammit! Do you have another bathroom?"

The black haired girl said "Nope! You're going to have to wait for <my name omitted> to finish. You should've knocked first!"

The cheerleader exclaimed, "That's SO rude!"

He then said, "Sorry! I need to go really bad!" I could hear him running in place in effort to hold in what he was trying to hold in.

I probably made about 9 or 10 passes, never getting clean enough. I finished wiping, and flushed. The offering left a bunch of nasty skidmarks all over the toilet bowl. I flushed a second time, and all of the skidmarks still above the water line remained, still leaving a thick trail into the drain from where my waste smeared itself on the way down. It looked like someone smeared Nutella all over the inside of the toilet bowl with a large paintbrush. I knew I had to eventually leave and rejoin everyone outside after they had just seen me sitting on the toilet mid-wipe. I washed my hands and re-entered the room. The nerd rushed in after me, saying "Sorry about that <My name omitted>!" once again as I went to my seat.

As we all heard him unzip, the black-haired girl yelled, "Please lift the seat!" before walking back to the table. We all heard the seat clack against the porcelain and a very urgent and loud torrent of piss splatter the water. It was over in less than a minute. He quietly whispered "Dangit that's nasty." as he zipped up, flushed, washed his hands, and rejoined us at the table. He gave me a concerned look as he sat down next to me. We continued our work and everyone was polite enough not to have conversation about the previous events in the bathroom. I think everyone was embarrassed at what happened. I certainly was.

30 minutes passed, and the black-haired girl got up. "I'll be right back." She opened the door to the bathroom, and immediately turned around.

"<My name omitted>! WHAT did you DO to the toilet!?"

The nerd started laughing. "That toilet looks like an ass!"

The cheerleader said, "Busted!"

Everyone at the table started laughing again, at my expense.

The cheerleader looked at me, not able to contain her laughter, and said, "We're not judging you for making a stink. Everyone does it. Own up to it."

I got up and went over to the bathroom. The black-haired girl looked at me. "Look. There's toilet bowl cleaner under the sink and a toilet brush. Would you please clean this up? My mom's gonna' kill me if you don't, and I'm not cleaning this. Just rinse it in the toilet when flushing and put it back here when you're done."

I did so, and got it clean. I washed my hands again, and took my seat back at the table. The black-haired girl got up, shut the door and took a pee. Again, everything could be heard, including her wiping with the toilet paper and pulling her pants back up.

That was the last of the action that bathroom got while we were all there. We finished our project and went our separate ways, only to see each other in class the rest of the year.

About 3 months later near the end of that school year, I headed to the boys' bathroom to pee before Chemistry class, in a rush to get to class before the bell rings during the 5-minute passing period. There was maybe 4 minutes left to get to class as I neared the entrance to the Boys' room. The red-haired boy I shared that chemistry class with rushed in before me in a frantic death run, and was quickly seated in the first of two doorless stalls loudly blatting away, gas exploding out and poop audibly splashing the water as I unzipped and pissed at the adjacent urinal of two. It sounded like diarrhea, but may have just been the user pushing it out as quickly as he could in a rush to be seen by as few people as possible and to not be late to class. After I flushed the urinal, I went to the sink behind me and tried to avert my gaze from the mirror while I prepared to wash my hands. He sat there with his pants at his upper legs, shirt covering his privates, straining, followed by a final *BLOOPT* and was soon frantically wiping his butt in full view of the mirror as I washed my hands. The sides of his hairless butt were plainly visible as he wiped sitting down, not even checking the paper, in a hurry to finish. He probably made 5 passes with two separate toilet paper rollings, folding after each wipe, and was done in about 30 seconds. As I dried my hands, two more older boys walked in to use the urinals, and as they walked in, my classmate in the doorless stall frantically pulled his pants up within less than 2 seconds, flushed, and was soon washing his hands at the sink before I could even finish drying mine. I held the door open for him as he quickly left the Boys' room, giving me a look as if he was slightly traumatized that I saw him use the toilet.

We both headed to class the same route. It was an awkward situation, to say the least. But I guess that made us even.

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Saturday, March 30, 2024

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STEPHEN.P
WEDNESDAY I went to pottie in campervan ,unable to poop just a wee.
I spent the day tidying the garden,several times I went into shed and sat on the THETFORD 33 POTTIE ,tried to poop but no success.I went to bed at
at eight pm ,several times during the night used the pottie in bedroom for a wee.
Woke at six pm needed to have a NUMBER TOO sat on jones relax bedpan for ten minutes unable to poop, went downstairs to kitchen with the bedpan and left outside the garage door the stood on the scales I was one hundred pounds made a mug of coffee, drank then made another.The vollrath bed pan was under the table I decided to use it .I sat for ten minutes with the mug of coffee in my hands.Suddenly I began to wee then went a
NUMBER TOO it was really awesome ,after ten minutes I was done ,wiped with four sheets of SHADES kitchen towel .I dressed then took the bed pan to the bonfire tipped and washed under the water butt.It was an enormous amount so I decided to weigh myself again I was now ninety four pounds.One hour later I had to go on the bedpan again ,a much smaller load ,wiped with SHADES kitchen towel

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REPLY TO SCOOTER

If using the toilet was some concern you should have checked this out when the job was estimated .For many years I carried a bedpan in my kit so I could have a NUMBER TOO as and when I needed ,when I had a larger van I often used a porta potty.
Some people were much more friendly and gave food and drink and accepted that I would need to use the toilet during the time I was on the job.WE all need a bowel movement at different times.Many times I had a number too straight after morning lunch break

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Scooter

Landscaper's poop

I hired a landscaping company to replace mulch around my house with river rock. The crew assigned to my job consisted of 3 men and all looked to be in their 20's. About mid morning one of them knocked on my door and asked to use my bathroom. I was a little surprised by this and taken off guard, but thought it would be a quick pee. However, as it turns out he needed to have a bowel movement. He was in my bathroom for about 15 minutes! I don't like people I don't know in my house unsupervised. My house has just one bathroom upstairs and one in the basement. The upstairs bathroom (the one he was using) also has several medications, etc. in the medicine cabinet. He could have been going through anything in there. After about 15 minutes he came out, gave me a sheepish smile and said thanks. He went back out to work. I went into the bathroom to check things out and I could immediately smell that he did, in fact, poop, and it must have been a BIG one. There were huge skidmarks in the toilet, but worst of all the smell was awful and lingered in the bathroom and hallway for about 30 minutes.

I don't mind at all if a guest in my home (meaning friends and family) needs to go poop but I don't know how I feel about hired workers who are complete strangers. On one hand, if someone needs to have a bowel movement I know they can't help that and they should be able to poop when needed, but I think since I did not know him and he was hired for outdoor work he should have used the facilities at a public restroom somewhere instead of pooping in my house. What do you think?? I can see both sides of the issue.

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Regular Mike

Reply to Kristi

Hello, Kristi. I am sorry you've suffered from constipation lately. I know it can be uncomfortable. As my name suggests, I don't struggle with constipation too often. I do however have days when I do not take my daily poop. The reason for this might be because I didn't eat as much as I usually do the day before. Or, perhaps I didn't eat as much fiber as I usually do. And this is almost always a case of me not particularly feeling the need to go, instead of trying to go and not being able to, although the latter does happen from time to time. On these no-poop days I can usually feel some sense of fullness, but it's almost as if I choose to put off the bowel movement until the next day, in hopes that the greater pressure the next day will help to push out all the poop. (You can read my story from a week or two ago about watching in a mirror to see my poop come out a day or two after one of these no-poop days.) I find that I don't really have to do anything special to poop that second day. That is, my normal routines work to help me poop after not having pooped for 48 hours just as they help after only 24 hours after pooping. For me, that usually means getting a good night of sleep, drinking a pint of water upon waking up, and eating my usual breakfast, with two or three cups of coffee.

Sleep, proper hydration and nutrition, and a reasonable amount of exercise will all contribute to regularity. Many people find that a little caffeine helps as well, especially near the desired time of the bowel movement. But, it is not essential to regularity. I have very rarely used laxatives. When I have, the type I have found most effective is Epsom salt, or magnesium sulfate, dissolved in water (obviously, plain Epsom salt, without added essential oils). However, the chemical solution and the water it draws into my colon tends to stick around for several hours after I've passed the actual poop. And I find that I have to make one or even two or three more trips to the toilet to poop out the rest of the fluid. That can, of course, be irritating, inconvenient, and even uncomfortable. My own advice would be not to worry at all if it has been less than 48 hours since your last poop. As you no doubt have found, the very effort of trying to make the bowel movement occur can be tiring. I would suggest relaxing and going about your day. In fact, try not even to think about your problem. Keep drinking water, and eat the foods you would normally eat. And spare yourself the hassle of taking supplements or using procedures to force a bowel movement. Your body will do the work it needs to do to prepare you to poop. When the time is right, your body will let you know! You can sit on the toilet or squat over the floor, whichever you prefer. And while, as you expect, the beginning of your poop might be a little bit slow, it will happen. And though it might hurt just a bit, it probably won't be truly painful. You will get through it! And then you will be able to look at your poop and see what you produced. You can be proud of yourself for pooping the poop that you poop.

So, relax, Kristi. I am sure that you can poop soon and get well from the cold and get back into your routines. And thank you for wishing us a good poop. I hope you have a good poop as well.

Mike

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Desperate Man

Recent Accident

Hello everyone. This is my first post, but I have been reading for years and years. I'm a 31 year old male who is pretty athletic and I'm not too bad looking. I recently had an accident and thought I would share.

A few weeks ago, I was on my wah to work when I noticed I had to go number 2. I have really bad public bathroom anxiety, so I don't poop in public. I normally have no problem holding it in, so I thought nothing of it. I work evenings, and work alone so I wasn't worried about having to hide my urge from others. I was fine the first half of my shift, but about halfway through, I noticed a sudden urgency. It was getting to the point where I had to clench my cheeks at points and was constantly farting. I was considering going and finding a bathroom, but was too scared and I kept telling myself I could hold it in.
I had made it through my shift and was cleaning up and putting everything away. The need to go was getting bad, and I was doing the poop shuffle. I thought about going and using the bathroom, but I work in a public facility and was worried someone would come in. I live alone, so in the back of my mind I wasn't worried about someone being home when I got home being super desperate to go. I got everything put away and made it out to my car. I was turtle heading at this point and couldn't stand straight, but I was determined to make it home. It was still daylight out, so I didnt want to act to suspicious. Sitting down in the car helped keep everything in, but I kept having stomach muscle spasms and there were points wherey body was pushing, but the car seat was stopping it from coming out. I made it home barely, and I just had to make it inside. I knew standing up out of the car was going to be a struggle. I have to park in the street in front of my house, and walk up to the front door. I got out of the car and had to stand there for a moment and clench. Hopefully, none of my neighbors could see me. I made it through the cramp and started walking up the sidewalk. I made it about halfway to the door, when I got another cramp. I clenched my cheeks and kind of bent my knees forward and knew I was going to have an accident. Luckily I was in boxer briefs and kind of tight jeans so I knew it wouldn't run down my legs. Ii was worried my neighbors were watching, so I stood straight up and just walked to the front door. As I was walking, the poop was coming out. It was giant and solid and definitely made a bulge. When I got to the front door, I was hidden away from anyone seeing me si I just felly let go. It was the most relieving and biggest poop of my life. While I was pooping, I let go of my bladder and just stood their sighing in relief. It was a euphoric feeling. I went inside and cleaned up and have learned my lesson about holding it in as long.

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Annie

Splattery poop about an hour and a half after breakfast

Hi everyone. Got up this morning, had to go to the washroom (including a fairly big thick solid poop) and went upstairs for breakfast. Had spicy soup or water made with bananas, beef or pork and mushrooms. Microwaved it first for 4:30, took it carefully to the table and ate slowly. Took my 9 AM medications afterwards. Went downstairs, put my Walmart bag on the bed, grabbed my water jar and jug and went back upstairs to fill both.

A few minutes ago I got a major urge for a soft/runny poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, put the Walmart bag on the floor, pulled my dark sweatpants and greyish high cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then relaxed. A bunch of soft poop splattered into the toilet. No farts or anything, just splattering poop that was stinking up the washroom. Was done within about 30 seconds. Reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, rolled up my sleeves (to avoid accidentally getting on them), took some toilet paper, put it back into the Walmart bag, put the bag on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first (front to back) then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Tossed the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a fairly big mess of soft diarrhea-type poop (because of my diet, water, prescribed laxative and stool softeners). P.U. Better out than in though. Flushed the toilet and saw poop flakes floating in there so flushed again. Picked up the Walmart bag, left the washroom, went upstairs to wash my hands, came downstairs, took my flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light, opened the door, came into my room, put those flip flops on, dried my hands on the towel, came to the bed and now writing this. Hopefully everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. And hopefully after lunch and dinner I will poop again.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Wednesday, March 27, 2024

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VioletIndigo

School/Public Bathroom Survey

1. What did your parents/older siblings teach you about using bathrooms away from home?
My parents taught me to avoid using public bathrooms if possible. My dad said that I would get sick for using them, or that I would get bullied, or that I would get creeped on or assaulted. My dad was (and still is) a helicopter parent. As a result, I would "hold it" all day.

2. What fears did you have when you first had to use a school bathroom?
How were they overcome?
I had the fears my dad instilled on me that I just mentioned. On top of that, I was afraid of being judged (especially for pooping). By high school I had gotten over my fear of peeing, I can't really explain why. I didn't poop at school the entire time I was there; I only started to poop in public during college, and even then I would go to the most isolated bathrooms I could find.

From elementary to high school, if I had to poop and I couldn't hold it I would call my parents and fake being sick so that they would check me out. I don't know how I sustained this for so long.

3. What did your teacher say or do that was positive or negative about using the bathrooms at school?
I can't remember anything.

4. Did you ever get commended or disciplined when you used a school bathroom?
Not that I can recall, no.

5. Did your parents ask about how your bowel or bladder needs were being addressed at school?
No, never.

6. How old and under what conditions were you when you got over your fears about public bathrooms?
I'm still getting over it, but to be honest not until I was 19 or 20.

Gender: F
Age: Mid 20's

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Toiletkid

I'm helping little boy

Excuse me for the long lack of stories! I have been busy studying and doing various things. This story happens at the beginning of March. I been in the big shop, I had been to the big shop before, and I already knew where everything was. Suddenly, an unknown little boy ran up to me and spoke to me.
"Excuse me, can you help me, please?" I asked him what happened, and he said: "I need to use the bathroom, but I don't know where it is. I asked adults, but they were rude to me! And my parents are too busy choosing a new TV, so they didn't even hear me! Please, can you help me?"
Of course, I helped him. I knew where the bathroom and we went there. Soon, we arrived and this boy asked me to guard his stall while he was using it. I agreed. It looked like there was no one else in the toilet except for us, so I could hear what this little boy was doing in the toilet. First, I heard murmuring and understood that this boy was peeing. He peed for a few seconds and when he finishes, he farts, and as I understood, accidentally. Then, I heard loud flushing sound. After flushing the toilet, he stays in the toilet for two minutes and I think he tucked his pants. When he came out the stall, he looks happy. He thanked me and even hugs! I felt touched. Then, he asked me for another favor: "Take me to my parents, please! They are in the electrical department. By the way, I forgot to tell you my name: Kyle."

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Annie

To Steve A and Kristi

Hi Steve. Thank you :) I'm on quite a few medications, some with high doses (my anti seizure medications). I'm also on stool softeners and laxatives (both prescribed) so between that, a very healthy diet, lots of water and coffee once a week at my exercise program I tend to crap a lot. I have pooped tons even as a skinny little girl...most of the time back then I clogged the toilet.

To Kristi-Please try drinking warm or hot water and maybe try stool softeners. Those along with a very healthy diet help me poop lots. I hope you get some relief soon.

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Annie

Fairly big poop shortly after coming home

Hi everyone. I hope everyone is having a good day so far. Today was my weekly exercise program so I got up as usual (by myself), got dressed, brushed my teeth, microwaved breakfast for 4 minutes and 30 seconds, ate, took my medications at 9 and was picked up for my program around 10 AM (all this without bothering my caregiver who's sick). Had a cup of coffee (black) there, had a good class, a good lunch and a talk with a woman there (one of the participants). Overall a good class and I felt happy. Got picked up soon after lunch, came home, filled my water jar and jug and got the urge to poop. Grabbed my Walmart bag from my room, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put those flip flops on, closed the door, turned off the light and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out quite a bit of solid thick poop. Was done within 30 seconds to a minute. Reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the toilet paper back into the Walmart bag and put the Walmart bag on the floor. Wiped my vagina first (front to back) then wiped my butt really well until there were no marks. Put the toilet paper into the toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a fairly big poop in the toilet, very thick, somewhat dark. I'm just glad it's out. Flushed the toilet, grabbed the Walmart bag off the floor, walked to the door, turned off the light, grabbed my Hello Kitty mug from my room and went upstairs to wash my hands and make a cup of tea. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and having a good day and week so far.

Happy peeing and pooping!

Annie

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Anna from Austria

Survey

I want to answer a survey this time

1. What did your parents/older siblings teach you about using bathrooms away from home?

It was said it is something normal and my mum and older sister also did it regularly in the public. Their credo was when you have to go then you have to go.
2. What fears did you have when you first had to use a school bathroom?
How were they overcome?

It felt weird at first because at Kindergarden It seemed that I was the only girl that had to go in the morning hours.But then one time I heard the loud poop of one our Kinder Garten teachers. Hearning her did help me to accept it as something total normal.

3. What did your teacher say or do that was positive or negative about using the bathrooms at school?

Neither nor. We were allowed to use the bathroom wheneve we needed it also during class. it was like this from elementery school to highschool.
4. Did you ever get commended or disciplined when you used a school bathroom?

No.
5. Did your parents ask about how your bowel or bladder needs were being addressed at school?

No we never talked about stuff like this. I also never had real issues. I am not a fan of using a public bathroom but since I always have to in the morning pooping at public bathroom is something normal to me from early age.


6. How old and under what conditions were you when you got over your fears about public bathrooms?

I was 5 or 6 when I heard my Kindergarten teacher poop which helped me to see it as something normal to do in the public. But it was not really fear just feeling not very comfortable doing it .
Gender: F
Age: 38

greetings from Austria

Anna

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Tricky

First ever awkward poop at school

It was kindergarten. I was 5 years old.

In the classroom, the kindergarten class had access to two single-person bathrooms, one designated for boys, the other for girls. There was a frosted glass window at the upper mid-section of each door, probably so the teachers could look in to see what is going on, without the details of what the user is doing being visible.

I had just eaten lunch and the cafeteria food did not agree with my digestive tract. Class had not started yet as there was a recess break after lunch. I'd used this bathroom many times before, and was not as comfortable with the nearby multi-user Boys' rooms that the older kids used, so I walked passed a group of female classmates standing by the bathrooms, went into the Boys', shut the door, and proceeded to poop.

I blasted out diarrhea and it echoed about the room. Outside, I heard laughing.

One of the girls remarked "<My name omitted>'s going poop!"

"Gross!"

"I can see him inside!"

I continued blasting diarrhea. It was quickly over, and I started wiping.

"He's wiping his butt!"

Eventually, I finished.

I flushed, washed my hands, and exited the room to a group of 4 female students from my class standing around, laughing.

"Eewwww!"

One of the girls held her nose.

"It smells!"

Recess ended soon after. No one mentioned anything about it after that I knew of, but I was embarrassed.

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Chlo
Hi, my name is Chloe. For my first post here, I thought I would recall a story from my School days way back in 2006.


I was on the girls rugby team at school and we were in the finals with another local school. The two people who'll come into later I will name ''Big Mary'' and ''Rachel''. Big Mary was a heavy set girl with an attitude problem who was often the bane of teachers, Rugby was a way for her to unleash her violent urges without getting her in trouble. Rachel was a tall, slender girl who funnily enough bore a strong resemblance to a fictional Rachel (Jennifer Anniston). The two barely interacted and needless to say, it would soon turn nasty.

After we emerged victorious, we were in the changing rooms adjacent to the toilets. I'd gotten changed and had gone to the toilets to do my hair and makeup. A couple of other girls were stood there chopsing and one of the four stalls was occupied. There was a faint odour so it was obvious someone was having a poo. The two girls left and the door shut. As soon as the door shut, a faint plop could be heard. Soon enough, Big Mary came in and was chopsing with Lindsay, her shorter reedier sidekick. I was about to leave when Big Mary yelled ''Who's the skank having a minging shit?!''. Soon enough, she had wheeled around and kicked the door to the stall in and sat inside was Rachel, her face one of utter shock and terror, mouth agape and all. To make matters worse, as soon as she made eye contact with BM, A lenghty turd could be seen exiting between her spread legs into the pan with a wet booming fart for emphasis.

Rachel jumped up to close the stall door, knickers and shorts round her ankles and covering herself with her rugby shirt, only to find that Mary had somehow destroyed the lock. Mary taunted her for a couple of minutes saying stuff like ''I can smell your arse'' and ''Good god, what have you been eating?!'' whilst Rachel was still pooing. Eventually she left and it was quiet for a few minutes. I took this as an opportunity to have a quick piss, there was no toilet paper in my stall but I carried tissues on me to do the trick. As I washed my hands, I could see Rachel exit her stall, crimson faced. She turned to me and gave an awkward half smile and left for the changing rooms. I noticed her shorts had a whiff and morbid curiosity got the better of me so I checked her stall to find the poor girl had no toilet paper as well and had to wipe her bum with her white gym socks which sat in the toilet covered in skids.

Thankfully, nothing came of Mary's bullying for the rest of the week and Rachel seemed alright when I saw her in the corridors with her friends. Whether they had run ins again I don't know (They were Year 11's and I was in Year 10) but I thought I'd post this as a reminder that UK School toilets are not only anarchic for the boys. Any other girls had or witnessed this experience?

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Tricky

Re: Additional questions

Q1. What did your parents/older siblings teach you about using bathrooms away from home?

A1: I was taught to go whenever I needed to. As a small child, my grandmother used to always force me to try to go before leaving the house so I wouldn't have to go in public.

Q2. What fears did you have when you first had to use a school bathroom?
How were they overcome?

A2: My first fears were being bullied, especially while defecating. I got used to pooping at school every day, and my classmates picked up on my habit. In 2nd grade, I was taking an exceptionally large, noisy, and messy poop and one of my classmates kicked the stall door open on me. One of the students got the teacher and she came in and put a stop to it. I was extremely embarrassed that she and some students saw me in the stall with my pants down during the ordeal, but she shut the door since I couldn't reach it from where I sat. But even that didn't stop me from pooping at school. I continued to do so nearly every day, until middle school. My middle school introduced me to doorless stalls. I stopped pooping at school then after on my first day, I saw students being bullied for doing just that. I was not comfortable pooping at school again until Junior year of high school, when I relocated to a new high school that had doors on the stalls, where I resumed my habit of pooping at school every day.

Q3. What did your teacher say or do that was positive or negative about using the bathrooms at school?

A3: The presence of a teacher in the bathroom did one thing, which was to assure I would be able to poop without anyone bothering me. This was a very positive thing as far as I was concerned. So much so, that I was able to confidently blast out diarrhea in a half stall where everyone in the restroom could see me from the torso up as I sat on the toilet(see "A High School Poop Story", page 2870), without worry of harassment.

Q4. Did you ever get commended or disciplined when you used a school bathroom?

A4: I did one time in the second high school I attended(which had stalls with doors), because the teacher asked me what took me so long, and I told her bluntly "Numero dos". It was a Spanish class. The class found it funny, but she reprimanded me for being gross.

Q5. Did your parents ask about how your bowel or bladder needs were being addressed at school?

A5: Yes. In middle school, they picked up on my pattern of rushing to the bathroom after school to poop. That is where they learned there were no stall doors and that I held it all day to avoid my classmates having to watch me poop, and possibly harassing/bullying me while at my most vulnerable.

Q6. How old and under what conditions were you when you got over your fears about public bathrooms?

A6: I always used urinals for peeing. As long as I had at least a stall with a door, I never had a problem pooping in a public restroom with other people around. Doorless stalls scared me away from pooping at school. I eventually got over that fear when I had to face it enough times during emergencies where my only alternative was my pants. The turning point that made me stop holding it if I had to poop and didn't have what I considered adequate privacy was when I had an emergency at a bus station as an adult, where the Mens' room had no stall doors(See page 2882, "Nowhere else to go... my intro to shameless pooping"). More than 20 people saw me poop there. After that, I've since been able to use any doorless stall or stall-less toilet to poop in a multi-user public restroom without any shame or embarrassment, even with other people in the room. If I'm somewhere and I need to poop, I poop, even if it's at a city park or a bar or similar place and anyone who walks in can see me on the toilet.

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Steve A

To Coda (Summer & Weekend Getaway Camps)

I've attended my fair share of summer and getaway camps during my childhood all the way through high school.

Even though all of them had proper and fully functional restrooms for everyone, my only memorable experiences happened during a few youth group weekend trips at a retreat site.

For my youth group weekend retreat trips, I remember some of the guys going back to the cabins after dinner to poop, along with someone accidentally walking in on me since one of the stall door's didn't have a lock on it.

Furthermore, I don't remember anyone clogging or "destroying" the restrooms during any of my camp experiences, even though I may not have been present during that time...

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Anna from Austria
I have a question for my fellow ladies.

What do you do when you clog a public toilet? Do you report it and admit it was you? Or do you report it and prentend it was somebody else? Or do you just ignore it?

It rarely happens to me fortunately but when it happens I act like a bad girl and just ignore it.

I am curious about hearing your replies

greetings from Austria

Anna

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Lena

Huge dump while camping

Hi everyone,

My name's Lena, I'm 24, slimmer, have brown wavy hair and guys have told me I have a nice butt. I went camping for the first time of the season last week, my boyfriend and I have a pop up camper. It's small, and has a kitchenette but only a small chemical toilet out on the open that we only use for emergencies.
I usually poop every morning, and tend to get gassy when I eat a lot of heavy foods. We had been grilling a lot of bacon, sandwiches, and eating a lot of junk food since we were on vacation, and I hadn't been able to poop in a couple of days. The second night we were camping I had a greasy cheeseburger that I knew probably wouldn't agree with me. Before we went to bed I was farting like crazy, and they were getting louder and wetter. I could feel my stomach starting to grumble and felt like I had to poop, but when I went to the bath house, I just couldn't get anything to come out. We went to bed and I was still ripping loud farts with my stomach turning.

Around 2 in the morning I woke up drenched in sweat. My stomach hurt, and when I sat up I could feel my bowels start to shift, and felt a fart about to come out. I knew if I tried to walk to the bath house I would end up pooping my pants, which I have a history of. I lied there for a second, thinking about my options, and knew a massive dump was on its way whether I was ready or not. I stood up, with my boyfriend still sleeping, and slid out the chemical toilet from under the sink. I pulled down my pants, and as I lowered them, I let out a huge bubbly fart. I knew if I didn't get my panties down that instant I was going to have a big accident. I slammed my panties to my ankles and squatted down to sit on the toilet. A huge wet fart boomed into the toilet, and I felt my stomach convulse as a log of mushy poop started to crackle out. I didn't even have to push, as the poop crackled out, touching the bottom of the shallow toilet. The small size of the toilet was one thing I didn't account for, but it was too late to worry. The log curled up, and spread around the bowl as I sighed in relief. I could feel my bowels shifting as the poop was rushing out. Eventually it broke off, and I didn't even get a break before a huge fart erupted out, and I uncontrollably started to spray mushy poop out into the bowl. It splatted against the mound that the long log made, and the smell was really starting to get overwhelming. Somehow my boyfriend hadn't woken from the noise or the smell, but I was starting to get antsy. The flow tapered off, and I farted again as it slowed down. The smell of fresh, soft, mushy poop was overbearing in the small camper, and I knew I needed to get rid of it soon. I stood up to start wiping, and when I made the first pass, my wrist had poop on it. Sure enough, I pooped so much that the toilet was full to the brim, and some got on my ass when I shifted my weight to stand. At that point I knew it was a lost cause. I picked the toilet up, and carried it to the woods behind the campsite, grabbing a trowel from the toolbox of my boyfriend's truck on the way out. I dug a hole and dumped the toilet out as best I could, pulled my now poop-stained leggings up, since I don't wear underwear to sleep, and walked over to the bath house. I hosed the toilet out and skittered back to the camper, and joined my boyfriend back in bed after changing my pants. I felt so much better after letting loose in the little toilet. I hope you enjoyed my story, more to come soon.

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To Kristi

Kristi good to hear that u finally pooped hope it came out smoothly. I pooped today too I had to push a little bit get my poop out. When was you last poop in public? My name is Austin by the way

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Emily

To Kristi Advice for constipation advice

Hello, Kristi
Emily here sorry to hear about your constipation. I know it sucks and it's embarrassing and it's miserable. I get it a lot and to help me go when I push really hard and it won't come out no matter what I don't use enemas or suppositories but when I do know there is poop up there that is really hard and stuck and won't come out after pushing hard. I end up doing this digging technique called splinting. I looked it up on Google and then I followed the steps and tried it. It's really easy if you want to try it, but it's a very effective way and will get it out. so try sitting on the toilet having your pants off or at your ankles and spread your legs really wide and scoot back on the toilet seat lean back and sit up once you're in that position just relax and breathe and try to insert one or two fingers or your thumb or middle finger which I use the best into vagina and against the lower inner back wall of it feel for a hard lump, which is the poop once you feel it press your fingers downward on it towards your hole and push really hard and that should start evacuating and popping out the poop. If you have tried first, putting your pants around your ankles and legs spread wide and toes pressed hard the floor and push really hard or leaning forward or back and reach around and pull your cheeks apart and push hard. If all else fails, then try the digging technique called splinting, which explained how to do in the beginning. Hope this advice helps and you can try it. It works for me all the time. Let me know how it goes.
Hope it gets better.

I will post a story next time when I had a hard time at my friends house the other day
--Emily--

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To Chris D.

Dang that sucks that you had a legit accident at church, any other accidents?

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Annie

To Steve A

Thank you for your comment. It's taken years and years of trying different things to make my bowels regular (have had constipation issues since I was a small baby). I've tried fibre, exercise (which I love but need help to go out and come back because my brain surgery and stroke from 2013 caused memory issues. I go to a once a week exercise program which other people and I are picked up at home, driven to and brought home from). Between that, laxatives and stool softeners, a very healthy diet, lots of water and exercises in my room I poop very well. And some of the medications I'm on (anti seizure) make me very tired so I fight that off and sleep at night.

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Princess Toadstool Peach

A Really Long Wee + A couple of Farts/Massive Thick Poos

Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I been drinking a lot of juice, milk, water and other liquids as well so now my bladder tingling feels like it could burst like a balloon my bowels are also shifting forward too. So you know the drill I rush over to the bathroom, walk over to the toilet, lift up my dress, pull down my royal panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and then I sit down on the toilet adjusting myself squatting on my footstool and then I read the newspaper waiting for my wees and my poos to come out. Then I begin to break wind loudly "PAARRPP TOOT POOT!!" Then finally I relax letting all of my wee flow out of my vagina bladder. "TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSssssssssssssssssssssshhhhh drip-drip-drop!!" Wow that was the longest time I pee wee tinkled for. Right now for a big poo! I grunt clutching onto the toilet seat beginning to push as I take a huge dump AKA pinch my loaf. (TOOT…PAAAARRRPP FAAAARRRTTT PLUNK PLUNK PLUNK SPLUNK PLOOP PLOP SPLASH!!) Ahhhh that feels so good! Time to wipe and taking care of the paperwork. I start to wipe my vagina bladder between my legs 1st and then my bottom after all those thick 5 inch heavy poos with toilet paper. Then I throw away the paper into the toilet and then I get off the toilet, pull my panties up, lift down my dress and then I flush the toilet (FLLLUUUUSSSSSsshhhhh!!) Ah that was quite relaxing. Now time to wash my royal hands. Anyway see you next time bye bye now!

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Nils

for Kristi

Sorry to hear about your constipation. When did you last drop one? You may require some laxatives.

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Tuesday, March 26, 2024

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STEPHEN.P

Sunday evening at 8pm I needed a NUMBER TOO.went up to bedroom placed a paper towel on back of THETFORD ELEGANCE POTTIE .Took off my jogging bottoms and pants sat on pottie had a wee then two minutes later a load of poop it sounded like a bag of marbles falling this happened four times then had another wee.I stood up looked through my legs the bowl was full to within two inches of the seat it looked like a vegetable broth.
I pulled the slide as I sat back down then had another wee I sat a few more minutes before wiping the toilet paper was wet no poop on it.I rinsed the bowl put down the li clea underpants then climbed into bed I put a bed pan in the bed if I needed to use it.Several times I used the pottie during the night for a wee.
The alarm woke me I got out of bed went to kitchen switched on kettle
went to campervan sat ON ADVENTURIDGE pottie after a few minutes went a NUMBER TOO ,wiped with ELSAN BLUE toilet roll ,went back into kitchen made and drank tea.
I have had stir fry every day for past ten days. Was sundays poop the meal I had three hours previous or the meal I had SATURDAY ??

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Petro

To Jasmin K:

Hi, Jasmin!
My name is Petro, I'm almost 41. I was born and I grew in Ukraine, but I already live in Germany constantly during 23 years, that's to say, since 2001. Once (in December, p. 3043) you answered some of my questions, but these questions were asked to the other person (Nicole from Germany). I'd like to ask you some more questions, which are related the pooping in your childhood, if you don't mind.
1. Did I comprehended right, that it was usually very difficult for you to do a poo in your school time? Had you to strain a lot for pushing your poo out? And how was it in your pre-school time? And was pooping also very difficult for your younger sister?
2. Did you usually fart at those times before you started pooping?
3. As you sat down on your potty chair/on the toilet for doing a poo at those times, had you always to push a lot, before something came out?
4. As you were a young child, did you always poop by yourself? Did you ever use enema or suppositories at those times? How was it in your school time, including your teenager time?
5. As you were a young child, did you usually do a poo as you felt you had to do it? Did you ever sit down on your potty chair/on the toilet and try to make a poo without having an urge for it? Were you be able to poo in that case?
6. As you were pooping in your childhood, did you usually push one big turd out, or did you more often push several ones out?
7. As you were a young child, did you ever push a huge poop out? If you did, did you make it often?
8. Did you like making a poo as you were a young child? If you had to push a big poo out, did you take it for good? And did you like doing a poo in your school time, including your teenager time?
9. If you pushed a big poo out at those times, were you proud of it? Did you use to show it to your mom/dad in such cases?
10. To what age did you make a poo on your potty chair? How old were you as you began to do a poo on the toilet?
11. As you were a young child, did you make your poo in the presence of your mom? If you did, was it often? Or sometimes? And if you did it in her presence, did she often comment your pooping? Did she ever encourage you by doing it, if she saw it was difficult for you?
12. To what age did you make a poo in the presence of your mom/dad?
13. As you were a young child, did you ever see your mom doing a poo? If you did, did you comment her pooping somehow in such cases? And did you ever make a poo together with her (that's to say, do a teamwork!)?
14. As you were a young child, did you ever try to make a poo after peeing?
15. As you were a young child, did you make your poo every day or more rarely?
16. As you were a young child, did you make a poo at some certain time of the day or was it at different times as a rule?
17. As you were a rather young child, did you usually do a poo as you felt an urge for it? Or were you more often put on your potty chair/on the toilet and told to try making a poo?
18. Did you ever make a poo outdoors at those times? And your sister?
19. Do you remember any poop story from times, as you were a young child? If you do, could you tell it? I already told such one just on Christmas on the page 3043, if you noticed.
20. And I'd also like to ask you: in what city do you live, if it's not a secret?
I wish you happy pooping and peeing!
Petro

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