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Unisex bathroomHi everybody I'm Lindsey I have blonde hair, I'm thin, and weigh 184lbs, and I'm 24 years old. At the Christmas Tree Shop, I was shopping with my 4 kids. The oldest are my 2 twins who are 10 years old are James and Sarah. Then my youngest is Kiara, then my youngest son is Christopher. So anyways we were at the store shopping and Kiara said she needed to use the toilet and after all my kids said they needed to go. So we went to the bathrooms outside and we walked to the family restroom which had 4 stalls and 1 urinal. James, Sarah and Kiara went into the stalls when Chris went to the urinal. I looked in James' stall and he pulled down his pants to his ankles. Sarah had her sweats at her ankles and also Kiara. 20 minutes later, I looked in James' toilet and there was a pile of poop in there and so wasn't Sarah's and Kiara's. We continued shopping after that.
the other morning I had gone into the bathroom and right away I noticed the smell of poo, then I saw it, in Makayla's potty chair the was a huge thick poo, and then another poo that was really long curling around in the bin had to be over a foot long. I found out latter that Misty had gone to the bathroom half asleep in the middle of the night, and had sat down on the potty chair that was right next to the toilet.
she didn't even remember going that night but Milly said Misty had woke her up when she was leaving the room farting.
To George&Brandon+StoryGeorge, great story about getting to smell your sister in law's crapola. Sounds like she is a healthy girl. Brandon, I like hearing about your "catches". Don't you ever go in after they are done to check out the "aftermath"? I know I would.
I would like to tell you about a girl I work with named Mara. I think you would like her. I work in an office and share a toilet with 8 women. I am the only man except for the boss who has his own bathroom. One of the women I work with is a secretary named Mara. She is in her early 30s and fairly tall. I would say about 5'10" in her heels. She has a thick solid build with big legs, behind and chest. She has long blond hair and kind of an oval face. She wears wire framed glasses. She is attractive but not in the way that wins beauty contests.
We all share one small bathroom and Mara tears it up every day between 2:00 and 2:30 in the afternoon. I always know when she is on the way to the toilet by her distinctive walk. She walks very fast and takes small steps. Our hallways are tile and her heels make a "click click" sound almost like a typewriter. She usually spends about 10 minutes doing her business and I always check it out after she is done. She always leaves behind an almost unbelievably intense fog that is usually eggy/meaty (to use George's term). The bottom of the toilet is always heavily soiled with medium brown skidmarks around the intake hole. She never forgets to flush but she is somewhat careless about making sure everything goes down. I think she puts the lid down before she flushes. On 5 or 6 occasions I have seen stools of hers that haven't made it down the toilet. They have been thick, mid brown, compact floaters of varying length that are usually pointed on one end.
I don't know what this lady eats but on a few occasions she has even outdone herself. For example, the day after Thanksgiving she got rid of something that smelled so strong I am amazed her turds didn't melt the porcelain toilet. She is very quiet and shy and I wonder what she would think if she knew how much I enjoy her daily visits. In any case I am happy I get to share a toilet with her. Lets all raise a glass to her continued "good health".
Differences in my Grade School's BathroomsThere were quite a few differences in my grade school's bathrooms. To my way of thinking, they got progressively worse as we got older and prepared for middle school. Yet they were all in the same building, only one different floors and in different wings of the school.
In kindergarten we only went half day so there wasn't as much use of the bathroom. There was a boys and a girls toilet closet right in our room. I remember there were rules on the outside and inside of the door. The one that was most threatening to me at age 5 was that we had to flush. The toilets were small, white seated and a little lower than we had at home. But I was afraid to flush, even though it was a flusher built into the tank just like we had at home, because one time a couple of the students crapped, didn't flush and I peed on it, and the flush caused the stool to overflow to the point where I got my shorts wet. I was still seated and slow in getting my shorts up. Luckily, there was a drain under my feet to catch the water so that it didn't run out and into the classroom, because we were having nap/rest time and students were on their rugs resting near the door.
Our classrooms were at the other end of the floor for 1st, 2nd & 3rd grades and there was a separate bathroom for these grades. Even with like 10 stalls, these bathrooms were tougher to use when our class was given its 10 minute break. Some of the girls were on the stool for like all 10 minutes and that made it tougher for some of the others to get their time in on the stool. All but 2 of the cubicles had doors, but you couldn't latch them shut. There were no latches. Once a week or so I would be sitting peeing and someone would come running in, throw the door open and it would bruise my knees. Now the toilets were normal size, the seats were black and a lot bigger than necessary for the 6 or 7 year old butt to be productive on. The toilet paper was in like 3 " by 3" squares that you pulled down out of a holder. We hated those, but there were less bowl overflow problems, although often the papers were strown on the floor around the toilet. One of the biggest things I learned was to sit back on the seat as far as I could so that I wouldn't get hit as bad if the door was flung open onto me. A few of the girls in my class were adventurous, I guess, because they always took the doorless stall rather than to wait for another one to open. I remember one of my friends suggusted that I use the doorless stall too because it was cleaner. I never tried that though.
By 4th, 5th & 6th grade, we were on the top level. These bathrooms, while not any larger, were used a lot more because the art, music, and PE areas were up there so there was a lot more traffic. There was a lot more vandalism, and by my last year all but one of the doors was removed. I know when some of us complained, we were told we had to "earn them back" but no matter how hard we tried, they were never put back on the hinges. We were told the janitors found the bathrooms trashed too often, and faucets were left on and sometimes overflowed the sinks, and despite sitting without a door, a few girls did sneak in a smoke because even though the seats were larger and black, if you looked carefully ou could see burn marks on them. In some cases, these burns were like the size of a quarter and if they were in the right part of the seat, they made our sit a little more uncomfortable. I remember a couple of times I waited (in pain) for another stall to open because there was smoke and butts in front of a toilet and I didn't want to get blamed if a teacher walked in while I was using the toilet. Once when I had completed a troublesome crap that took me a few minutes to drop, my student teacher told me when I returned to class that I smelled of smoke. Of course, I didn't smoke and I denied it but it still scared me.
Of course, things didn't get any better when I got to the junior high because we still had those small pre-cut squares of toilet paper. Once or twice when I had a messy crap, it would take me 12 or 15 squares to clean myself and, even then, my hand would smell. One thing was pretty certain though. I waited until I really needed to use the bathroom and I wasn't just going in to play around or get out of a boring class because the conditions were pretty bad.
Mall dump with the sisOver the weekend me and my sister decided to go to the mall for the day. We got there around lunch and ate at this Chinese food place in the food court. We shopped around for a while and as we were in a fittingroom my sis tells me her stomach is upset and that she really had to poo! We got dressed and made our way to the restrooms. She's only 12 and I'm 14 so I waited on her and watched people go into the stalls. I really didn't need to go. So she's wearing the white short shorts with sandals and she pulls her panties down to her knees and let's out a torrents of loose turds with a ton of farts! I could here her grunt and sigh the food really didn't agree with her. While she was having diareaha 2 women who looked about mid 20s came in and they took a couple stalls over and I over heared one fart and let out some logs while the other peed and washed her hands. Meanwhile my sister ( her name is Nicole) was still pooping! I asked her if she was ok and she said that she was it was just the food we had. She let out s few more darts with some liquid poop and then wiped and left her liquid poop mess unflushed. We decided to shop some more and after a while my stomach started to hurt! We were at this boutique and they had private bathrooms in the back. I told her I needed to poop so we both went in. I pulled my yoga pants and thong down to my ankles and let out a hiss of farts and mushy poop! My sister said it smelled so bad! I continued to fart and poop just kept on coming! My stomach was really upset! I had a couple more waves of mushy and wet diareaha. After it was over It took 7 wipes to get everything clean. The toilet bowel was a brown mess and the smell was just horrendous! The food we ate must've been bad!! Anyways we want home after that and told my mom that we both had diareaha and she agrees that it was the food! More stories to come! Bye!
I feel like I haven't been on here in years! I havent even had anything to post.
My body decided it wanted to be bi polar on me. Yesterday I was starting to feel better now today I feel like crap again. My cough is getting worse sounding and now I'm all stuffed up and sneezy.
Anyway, I'm young so of course I do stupid things sometimes. Tonight after work I decided to hang out with some co workers. They all were smoking and I decided to take a hit even though I knew I shouldnt have considering how I been coughing but me being young and stupid did it anyway and oh man did it set my cough off. I started having a huge coughing fit. I decided to just go home cause I knew it wasn't gonna stop. I was coughing so powerfully that it was making me pee. I could feel squirts coming out into my underwear. I had to stop and cross my legs before I had a full blown pee accident. Anyway, I made it to the bathroom and finished my pee in the toilet. Luckily my underwear wern't too too wet so I was able to keep them on till I got home. Note to self never go near smoke with a bad cough again. haha
Hope all is well with everyone. =)
Story and reply to kmdHi!
KMD: thank you for your insightful post. It really makes sense now you tell it. Every time I hold my poop, I have to fart a lot. I can do it modestly, and those farts
usually only have a faint smell. However, as I am quite a regular pooper, I rarely have to wait for relief.
George: I really liked your story. Keep posting!
I'll tell you a short story that happened last weekend. As I had had a harsh week, I slept late on Saturday. When I stood up, I went for a pee (always the very first
thing I do in the morning!) which was very long: the longer I sleep, the longer my morning pee. Do you also notice it? Then I made coffee. Lena and her boyfriend (let's
call him Jamie) were already cleaning up their breakfast. This is unusual as I almost always stand up before Lena, especially when Jamie is sleeping over. So I ate
toasts with jam while reading news on my phone. It felt very relaxed. I just sat there reading after I finished when my post-breakfast urge hit me. So I went to the
bathroom, locked the door, pulled my pajama and pants down to my ankles and sat on the bowl. It wasn't long before my anus opened and my first turd dropped with a
plosh. I remained seated while scrolling through some further news. I felt more poop coming, so I pushed a little and three short, soft turds escaped in a rapid
succession. Then I peed five seconds and was done. I wiped carefully my front, then my back, three times. I stood up and looked into the bowl: I think made a decent-
sized poo. I flushed and used the brush to remove the skidmarks at the back of the toilet. I was too lazy to wait for the cistern to fill up again to flush another
time so I left the bathroom.
As soon as I started doing the dishes, I heard footsteps and Jamie walked past me straight to the bathroom. I was soo embarrassed because of the smell I might have
left! For sure he knew I just had a poo. At least he didn't see how red I was. Suddenly, while washing a plate, I heard some grunting; at least he was having a poo
too! It was not the first time I witnessed him pooping, but it definitely made me feel better in this moment. Seven minutes later or so, I heard paper being pulled
from the dispenser and then the toilet was flushed. A moment later, the Jamie flushed a second time! What a beast he must have produced... He washed his hand and went back to Lena's room, smiling shyly when our eyes met. I went back to my room too. After they left the flat, I had to pee again, so I went to the bathroom and open the toilet lid. What I saw surprised me: the water was dark brown, but there was no poo in the bowl. I thought nothing of it, flushed, had my pee and flushed again. As the day went on, every time I would go to the toilet I would find brown water. Eventually, on Sunday morning the water would be clear again. Has something similar ever happened to you?
I notice that recently, there are almost only women stories. Men, where are you? Please post too! And for all the women here, please post about your boyfriends/husbands/sons.
it's been a really long time since I've posted here, but I got something to post.
it was when I was getting off work, (I work at a 24 hour convenience store) before I was leaving I had went to the rest room to pee and while I was there a girl came in and went in the first stall, she seemed to be in a hurry
then I heard her peeing loudly and sighing, I was being pretty quite so I doubt she knew I was there. I had heard her talking to herself, heard her say "oh god that was close" then I could hear phone sounds I think she was texting
she peed for a long time, I was mostly just sitting there listening, waiting for her to leave cause I'm kinda shy about going in public. after a bit I heard a loud plop then I hear her under her breath "god that felt huge"
I just kept hearing her phone for a few minutes then I heard a couple more plops over the next couple of mins then I heard the sound of her getting tp and using it, a few times then I heard her leave the stall and the sink running
then her walk out
anyways that girl didn't flush, she'd like clogged the toilet, there was like a huge poop and a real long poop and a 2 others floating, and her tp was in the small trash we keep next to each toilet, just glad I didn't have to handle it, I was pretty tired after finishing up, I went home and straight to bed.
Hello everyone. Not long ago I was in my last period of class in my high school when I had to take a monster dump. I had to pee real badly too. I thought I could make it past my last class, hop on the school bus and have my enormous log at home. But it was no use. I was squirming in my seat too much and before creating a very bad accident in my designer jeans, I got a bathroom pass from my teacher and rushed to the ladies room. Inside I quickly yanked down my pants and panties and sat on the bowl. I then ripped a great booming fart as a huge, solid log started to come out of my ass. I also started to piss in the bowl like a broken faucet as my log grew simply enormous. I then looked down to see a gigantic, fat stick of dynamite hanging out of my butt. "MMMM!" I moaned in pleasure as my log jumped even greater in size. I loved the fact of me enjoying the pleasure of pushing out this giant log, instead of listening to my teachers boring lecture. I then gave one last mighty squeeze "Whammo!" I cried in pleasure as I exploded my Mighty atom bomb into the bowl. My log was enormous and very fat. And Like usual my log was impossible to flush so I left it there for the poor school janitor to take care of. Whoops! sorry about that. Boy ! did I stink up that ladies room with my monster log. I then got back to my class feeling very much relieved. Hoped you enjoyed my story.Bye now.
TO Abby- Hello. I enjoyed your story titled "My Morning shit"
To John H- Hello. I enjoyed your "Spicy dump story"
To Brandon T- Hello. Thanks always for your nice comments. Your sweet. I enjoy your stories too.
comments & stuffTo: Abby C as always another great story it sounds like you and Christine both had good poops and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Jemma as always another great desperate poop story
Well that's all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this site
I was walking around the store with my mom when I got the sudden urge to poop. We had just started shopping and I don't like using public bathrooms to poop so I decided to wait. We continued shopping and I continued holding. After about 20 minutes the urge got stronger. We were almost done shopping so again I waited. We got to checkout and the lines were very long. My mom remembered she forgot something that was across the store and asked if I would go get it as she held our spot. I said I would and made my way over. With every step my need for the toilet increased until finally I saw what my mom was talking about. I quickly snatched it off the shelf and spun back around to head to my mom. My stomach quickly protested and the need became so strong that I had to freeze and clench as hard as I could. I thought if I continued to do this the urge would go away but it only got worse. I stop there and was soon breathing heavily and shaking. I tried to take one step and with that a mushy poop forced its way out of my butt and into my pants. I was so surprised that I accidentally relaxed more and another, more watery poop made its way into my pants. My need to go was still very strong so I stayed where I was. Finally I realized I couldn't just stand there so I took another step and another watery log joined the others. Realizing there was no hope I completely relaxed and another log shot out along with some completely liquid poop. I then walked to the front of the store avoiding eye contact and just walked to my car. I texted my mom from inside the car after I had set a towel down and we immediately went home.
Friday, December 19, 2014
Post Title (optional)need to goI had been constipated for a couple of days so I thought I should take a laxative to help the process along. It was about 5 in the afternoon when I took Milk of Magnesium which I had done several times in the past but not for about 2 years. When I had taken it before I got relief in as little as an hour. This time it did not seem to be working. About 10 I was planning to go to bed but I really wanted to go before then. So sat on the toilet and tried to get something started. Finally after a lot of pushing I got several hard pieces out but although I knew there must be alot more to come nothing did. So I finally gave up and went to bed. I must have fallen right to sleep but I had some crazy dreams about having to poop really bad in a big crowd of people and not knowing where I was or where the nearest bathroom was. Then I woke up and quickly realized that I needed a toilet RIGHT NOW. So I got up and rushed to the bathroom dropping by PJ's I lundged to the toilet just in time as a massive Daria attack hit me. After I was done I went back to bed only to have rush back in less than 20 minutes for more of the same. I made it thru the rest of the night without difficulty and really felt o k the next morning.
Reply to JemmaHi its John B.
On reading your last two posts it could almost be my wife writing. For instance the earlier post you were bunged up for a couple of days, solid motion then a few loose sessions.
Last Sunday morning, 14 December my wife had an extremely solid motion consisting in the main of three knobbly logs of about 8" long. This was after two days of not going. It took her about 20 mins to evacuate her bowels and it extremely painful for her to pass, in fact she was squeezing my hand whilst seated on the loo. The size and hardness of her turds caused her to have an anal fissure as evidenced by the blood on the paper, hardly any poo stain because the turds were so dry!
Long story short about two hours or so later she had an urgent need for another poo, this time completely different. Splat! Again later in the day another splat. This is not an unusual occurrence and she has been to the GP and given stool samples. Crohn's and IBS have been ruled out and apparently its a side effect of her diabetic medication, Metformin.
Sorry if I've bored you Jemma but I've been amazed by the similarity of your respective bowel habits. You take care poppet and in case I don't post before may I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas and may your New Year be all that you want it to be xx.
A Merry Christmas to all on this forum x
John B x
So I was on the way home from dennys after having my order of chicken strips and two cups of hot chocolate. After we finished and before we paid I started to get a bit of a stomach ache
I ignored it as we started to drive the boys home. I soon realized I had to poop and actually became quite desperate very quickly. We dropped the first boy off and some pressure left when I was able to open the window and sneak out a few farts. After dropping off the second boy the pain became unbearable and I became unsure if I would make it home. We headed that way and I clenched as hard as I could. We made it to the driveway and I was in full on panic mode. My mother slowly got out of the car to unlock the door. Finally I flew to the bathroom and opened the door. I don't know if it was the sudden sense of relief or what but as I closed the door behind me a large amount of poop filled my pants. I froze but quickly started to fiddle with my belt all the while continuing to fill my underwear. I got my belt undone but at that point it seemed pointless. I relaxed my lower half, squatted slightly, and pushed. Immediately warm poop went everywhere. I didn't think there was that much but it just kept coming. The force became so strong that I actually had to sit down on the toilet with my pants still up to steady myself. I wanted to lower my jeans at this point but I knew that would cause an even bigger mess. What seemed like ages later I finally felt empty and eased my way off the seat. Something shifted inside me and suddenly there was more. I didn't know how much more my pants could take as this round too was powerful. It was powerful and there was a lot of it. I knew it had seeped out of my underwear into my jeans at this point. I knew this time I was done and decided to inspect the damage. I slowly pulled down my pants, which my poop had snuck onto, and then my underwear. My poop was almost completely liquid and had to be poured into the toilet before I could even take them off. I then took everything else off and hopped into the shower. It was a very rough night.
Continuing to learn to poop in public restroomsHello everyone! This is my second post on this site. My first post, over on page 2406, talks about how I never have any urge or need to poop in public restrooms, and how I would like to change this in an effort to maybe make me more regular, increase my metabolism, and not go days without pooping when I'm away from home. In the past, I've gone on vacations for several days to over a week and often will go the whole trip without pooping or maybe going once, and it's not that I won't go, it's that I never feel like I need to, until I get home and have to take a massive dump. This mentality really applies anywhere outside of home; I never feel a need to go poop at stores, restaurants, etc., but I will sometimes have an immediate need to go the minute I get home. The goal is to "public potty train" myself to correct this.
In my last post I talked about two instances where I have been "teaching" myself to poop in public restrooms; once where I went at Target, and another where I went at work. I have since moved to a different building at my job, but the men's room in this building has a similar set up to the last building, consisting of two urinals and two stalls (a regular and a handicapped). Trying to give myself experience with toilets away from home, many days at work I have been stopping by the restroom to do a "daily try" where I sit on the toilet and try to poop, even if I don't feel any need to go. I will admit, I think it is starting to help. Some days, especially toward the beginning, I would be unsuccessful getting anything other than pee to come out, but my last few attempts I have been getting some poop to come out, even if it's just a small little clump and not a "regular load". I think that my repeated efforts might be teaching my body that it's okay to need to go and it's okay to be on a regular schedule, not having to work around anything.
Yesterday was my most successful poop at work yet. Shortly after lunch, I started to feel like I might need to go (which in itself is a big deal, because the whole issue to start with is that I never feel any need to go). I headed over to the restroom. I have been somewhat alternating between the handicapped and regular stall based on what I'm feeling at the time, although I have been tending to pick the regular sized stall lately because the toilet in the handicapped stall is right up against the wall where the toilet paper dispenser is, so I have to sit at a slight angle. It's not uncomfortable or anything, but the regular stall is just more "centered". Honestly, the regular stall gives me all the room I need; the handicapped stall is just a lot of empty space.
At any rate, I still will choose between the two. Yesterday I walked in and examined the stalls. The seat in the regular stall was up, and the seat in the handicapped stall was down but seemed a tad dirty; it wasn't a skidmark on it, but it had some sort of mark or dirt or something. At any rate, I walked into the regular stall and lowered the seat. This caused the automatic flusher to go off, since the seat blocks the sensor when it's up. I made sure the stall had toilet paper and when the toilet finished flushing, I sat down.
When I began to push, I let out a loud fart. I rarely fart when I poop at home, but whenever I try to go at work, it always starts with a loud fart - no idea why. I peed a bit (as I mentioned in my last post, my body always pees before I can poop) and then began to push out some poop. I was proud that it was almost a regular sized load, especially compared to how much I had been producing at work. Not bad work considering I didn't "have" to go, I just felt like I might be able to and went to try.
Hopefully my repeated efforts will reinforce to my body that it's okay to need to go at any time. I keep mentally telling myself when I'm in the restroom that I'm the only one in there (I have been the only one in there every time so far), and that the restroom is all mine to stink up - let it all out! Fart and poop my guts out! I'm hoping that this "training" will also transfer to real world scenarios such as stores, gas stations, airports, and restaurants. My body needs to learn that all it needs to do is let me know that I have to go, and I will take myself to the restroom to take care of it. I have yet to feel any
urges/need to poop outside of work (or really any "urges" to go at work) and have not pooped outside of home/work other than the time at Target that my last post talks about. Wish me luck on my continued journey to learning to poop in public restrooms! (And please share any advice you may have)
Now that I'm finished with what turned out to be an extremely busy semester I can be a bit more active on here again. I've followed the new posts regularly but I just haven't had time to write about my own visits to the bathroom until now. It's good to be back!
I've been surprised to hear that so many people had the same logbook (no pun intended!) system for students needing to use the toilet during class as I did. There were three columns: name, time, and why we needed to be excused (number one, number two, feeling sick). My teachers were generally understanding and very rarely turned down a student who needed to use the restroom. There was one notable exception to the rule: the time when one of the boys in my first grade class stole the notebook! It mysteriously reappeared after a few days of reduced toilet privileges. For those days, only one student could be gone at once. This was hard on kids like me who tended to take longer to go and I do remember receiving a few angry looks that week.
I was a shy kid and I remember several close calls that resulted from my trepidation about having to write '#2' in the same row as my name. It didn't help that our bathrooms were in such a dreadful state. Doorless stalls were the norm, as were broken sinks and dryers. The seats were some of the most uncomfortable that I have ever placed my bare bottom upon. They were made of a thick, black plastic and were characterized by a design that featured no contouring to human thighs, hips, and bums whatsoever. The worst part was the toilet paper though. It was about as thin as paper could be made and almost invariably rewarded its users with some unwanted personal contact. In the long run, having to use such spartan facilities probably helped me get over my shyness. It still didn't make walking back to class with a sore butt any less awkward, though.
Does anyone else remember the state of the facilities in their elementary/primary school?
Hi, today in World Language (Period 4) I was learning spanish and there was a girl in my class who left to go to the girls room. About 3 minutes later I had to go really bad, so I raised my hand and asked if I could go. She said I could go. I left and opened the door and headed in. The classmate was on the toilet and I took the stall next to her. Her name was Christine and she was my age. I sat down with my feet at the floor because the toilets were low and my sweat pants and underwear were at my ankles so she could see my legs. I pushed and 2 logs went in with a fart. Christine was grunting loud and farting. I tried to push again but no logs came out so I took off my pants and squatted over the bowl. Meanwhile she looked like she took off her pants also to poop. I started to wipe and so didn't she I came out of the stall and Christine was putting her pants and underwear back on so her bum was pointing at me. Well thats all for today everybody bye, Abby C
To ShelbiDear Shelbi,
I'm really glad that you found my advices were useful and with them you had really nice day after really nice motion. I hope that happen to you often from now. I didn't say in last mail, but yoghourt is good too if you want satisfying motion.
I surprised very much you wrote that loo is doorless. That's mean is, there is no door, and everyone who walk outside can see you sitting on the loo?? I never seen such kind of loo. Men wee standing, everyone see them, but never women, here. Toilets always have door. Which country do you live? I know that loos don't have door in China sometimes. But I think your name not Chinese.
I can do motion in front of my lovely friends but I can't do motion in front of stranger even she is woman. I think you are very very very brave person.
Love from Mina
after work desperate poo yesterday.So at work yesterday i was really very busy dealing with clients that i just did not have the time to poo. I'd needed this poo for a good 3hrs before finallly letting it go in my loo once home from work
I have got really good bowel muscles to keep it in & i've never had an accident, yet!!
I have IBS not necessarily D or C, i just go for very urgent poos about 5 times a day approx & then get constipated for about 3 days very occassionally.
i have been tested for other stomach/bowel issues but all came back clear so it definitely is only IBS.
Anyway - this major desperate poo i had when i got home from work. Fidgeting at work, clenching my butt cheeks, & sitting uncomfortably driving home in the car, i crossed my legs as i found my door keys to open the front door (having just used my car keys to lock the car) & legged it to my downstairs loo.
chucking my skirt & tights down i sat on the seat & immediately crackled out loose slimy plops in to my loo. 10 all together, light brown/yellow, and all mushed together when i got up to look at my creation.
i decided to wipe my bum standing up for a change & rather liked it. 4 attempts to clean up, flushed, sprayed my air freshener, then i jumped in the shower.
more soon as always x
comments & stuffTo: Mina great story it sounds like Hisae was very desperate luckily she had good friends with her to watch out for people coming and lucky you had wet wipes with you and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Allen great story about your girlfriend pooping.
To: Megan as always another great pooping story it sounds like you and all those other women and girls all were pretty desperate and all had good poops and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Sheena B great story about your big poop I bet you felt amazing afterwards and I bet who ever was next got a surprise and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Joy great story about your accident and how your son helped you out.
To: Brittany D first welcome to the site and great story please post anymore you may have thanks.
To: Tina first welcome to the site and great set of stories it sounds like in your first one it sounds like your daughters friend Leah really had to poop a lot and it sounds like she had a good cleanout to and in your second story it sounds like that cheerleader was pretty desperate and probably just made it in time to the toilet and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: Abby first welcome to the site and great story about your morning poop it sounds like had a good one and I bet you and that other girl felt good afterwards to and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: Jemma great story about your desperate poops it sounds like you had a good cleanout and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
About an hour ago while I was at the bookstore a girl went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet and began pee then she got off the toilet for a second cause she forgot to lock the door then she sat back on the toilet and then I stated hearing some plops of various sizes and I think farted a couple times to so another great catch.
Well that's all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Spicy dump and a questionHi all.
Had a very enjoyable dump today.
I had a large spicy curry last night and that normally leads to a good pooping session the next day and today was no different.
I felt a strong pressure building and I blasted out several long loud farts
Later we had a friend over and I decided to hold it untoil they left.
By the time they left the load was really banging on my back door.
When I sat on the toilet a soft fart came out before the crackling sound of my hole opening around the tip of my first log.
I clenched my hole and enjoyed thee feeling of the log going back in before relaxing and letting my body do its work.
I didn't push so the log moved out very slowly and I enjoyed the relief.
It was a very long log that split several times so there was lots of plopping soft farts and crackling, not to mention the strong smell that filled the room.
I pushed out some loud short farts after the first log had finaly made its way out but I knew there was more to come.
I pushed again and round two began
It was softer poo but still felt great to push out.
It felt hot as it slightly tingled my ring on the way out. I guess this was a result of the spices I hhad eaten. Does anyone else have this experience after eating spicy food?
That's all for now, take care all,
To SchoolTeacherKayleeIs the toilet visit log meant to catch skivers (kids avoiding lessons) or diagnose constipation/UTIs, or both? And if the latter, what does the nurse do?
I'm not just asking for the usual reasons. I work for the local council and I worked in a school for a few days once, when they were changing their software. It was one of those schools for ages 3 to 11 (a large diverse group), and my admin office was right next to some toilets and the school nurse's room. I never heard anything disturbing but I glanced in the nurse's room twice. Firat time I was surprised to see the cardboard hats for shit-sample collection. Second time - to my amazement - there was an infant-size pear-shaped enema sitting there.
That's something which I thought just didn't happen in modern schools (in Britain anyway).
Pooing On Poo--Is There An Alternative?For those of us who regularly poo away from home, Abby's story is something we regularly experience. It's tough to close off a public toilet, especially during busy hours like in the early morning and someone's not always available to plunge a clogged toilet.
For example, this past summer Miranda and I went on one of our extended bike rides using trails on the other side of our city. It was about 10 a.m. and I told Miranda that after two hours I had the need to wee and she said the activity and humidity was causing her to feel a poo coming on. So we got off the trail and cut through a couple of yards to get to this small gas station we usually stop at. We went around the back to where the bathrooms were and there was a stop sign like sign on each of the doors saying that we had to go in and get the key from a manager. So Miranda went in to get the key for us. She came back kind of surprised. The old guy who we have never had trouble with before (he's actually kind of funny because he told us before that toilets clog easier today because of something president Carter did many years ago to save the amount of water used in each flush) told her the ladies toilet was clogged and that he didn't have time to fix it. She plead our case, but not before he started cursing and then luckily he gave us the key to the mens room.
So me and Miranda opened the door and she was already pulling at her shorts and ready to seat herself when I asked her to let me wee first. She said no way and seated herself for a poo. So I turned to the sink and used a paper towel to clean some of the sweat off my face. Of course, my hair was dripping too from the humidity. There was about 10 seconds patter from her pee and then I felt the front of her knees push into the back of mine and I could see in the mirror that she was spreading her legs wider and as she was sliding forward faster on the toilet as she lowered her head to her lap and was pushing much harder. Finally, she made a sound like she was picking up a heavy box, and she looked between her legs and swore with a couple of words. She said she was almost done and she pulled for the toilet paper. There was none. Then she asked me to pull down a brown paper towel for her. Of course, I had used the last one and I reached down and took it out of the trashcan and handed it to her. She stood, and bumping into me, did about four wipes using different parts of the towel. Then we switched positions and I seated myself and took my wee.
Both Miranda and I could see that the gas station had two clogged toilets. And she was right when we took the key in and laid it on the counter. There was no way we dared stop at that station on the way back from our ride.
I'm feeling better now so I hope I have energy to tell you story of Hisae's emergency, it's more than a month ago now.
We all four took day off from company to go to see red leaves in hills near our city. We chose Wednesday because on Saturday and Sunday very crowded, so we used annual leave. We were lucky to get same day.
We took cable car to top of hill. At the top not many people, but many nice trees. The man who closed door of the cable car said, on Saturday and Sunday we have to wait an hour to ride cable car.
We found a good place to eat lunch boxes. We sat down on grass and ate and talked and ate and talked. Then we walked around and took photos. And enjoyed view.
Suddenly Hisae said, is there loo near here.
We looked and found signboard with a map. It said loo was very far. Hisae said, oh dear, I have problem, I want to go very much, I think it's going to come out soon and I can't wait until I get to loo.
Maho said, you can go in bushes over there. big forest of bushes! Maybe if you go inside nobody see.
I don't know if it is legal to go to loo in bushes in Japan. People don't do that so much. But Hisae said, I must go, if not I do it all in my panties! So we all went to bushes. We went in and found open space surrounded by thick bushes, like little room. Maho said, I keep guard at entrance, Mina and Kazuko, you stay near Hisae. We said OK.
So Hisae bared her bottom and squat down. Kazuko one side of her, me other side, big bag in front, bushes behind . Very very quickly, three very long turds on the ground. Hisae really needed go. She had strong wee after motion.
I signaled to Maho, anyone coming? Maho said all clear, so I said Hisae, you can go more if you like, no one coming. Hisae nodded her head. And then lots of mushy on top of turds,all same coffee color. Kazuko said in little voice, poor Hisae, you must felt bad stomachache didn't you? Hisae said yes, very painful. But better now. But brown pile got bigger just after that.
She did little bit more and then said finish. We all carry wet wipes in bags, so plenty for Hisae to clean her bottom. We put them in plastic bag, then we can throw away them in trash can.
Hisae said sorry, but we said to her, no sorry, we love you, everyone has such kind of emergency sometimes, actually I did before and Hisae knows that. She put on jeans and we went out of bushes, Maho said very lucky, no one came near. We didn't bury motion, we thought if anyone go in there it will be with same reason, if they put foot in big brown pile they can't see, then big problem for them, better that motion is easy to see.
So we went around and enjoyed red leaves, we met a few people and said hello. Everyone is friendly when we look at red leaves, but at week-end not friendly because too many people. We said "sweet Hisae" to Hisae many times so she doesn't feel bad or shame.
In late afternoon we went down in cable car, there was loo at bottom, and trash can, so we throw away plastic bag and then all went into loo, it was non-flushing type, you just leave wee and motions and go out of loo. I went into right stall, then Hisae, then Kazuko, then Maho, four stalls adjoin. We could hear four waterfalls at same time, then I heard splat sound about seven times, I said, are you OK, Hisae said yes, just need to finish job. Kazuko and I quickly finish, Maho was bit slower, Hisae was slowest but not so long.
Hisae said, sorry, my stomach bad temper today. Maho said, not only you, I also did, but only one little one. no, quite big one, but only one. Hisae said, I'm glad it's not only me. Kazuko said to Maho, Maho I love you. I said, me too, and Hisae said, me too.
We went home to my flat and made arrangements for Maho's birthdays party, few days later, we decided to have in my flat. That is story for another day. We are all same school year, but Hisae is oldest because her BD is April. Kazuko July, Maho November, I'm baby because my BD is February. In Japan April birthday is oldest. March is youngest.
Next time I tell you macho's BD party, it was just before I started depression. I'm still taking medicine, but only little. And Shelbi, I'm very happy my advice was useful!
My little brothers poop sessionI was looking after my 4 year old brother at home.i was watching a movie then my little brother came up to me saying he needs the potty. I said to him do u need to do a poo or wee. He wanted to do a poo I grabbed him and sat him down on his potty. He started straight away 3 long poops
Twenty something wetter and survey responseFirst off I started bedwetting in my twenties. I'm 30 now. It's quite alright and something I've just dealt with. The doctor said it's stress induced incontinence. I've had a few day accidents in my day, but nothing too embarrassing. I'll be honest, after a couple years of walking up wet, I got the nerve to wear Depends to bed. I'm married and my wife is totally fine with everything. Hey, it happens, right? Anyway, I saw that a few talked about wetting in your twenties, so I thought I'd share that that's me. And I also saw this survey I felt compelled to answer.
1. Have you ever peed your pants in front of a girlfriend/boyfriend/spouse? What happened?
Yes. I really had to go in the car stuck in traffic with no bathroom in sight. I couldn't hold it any longer and made a puddle on the seat. She was sympathetic and I cleaned it up of course once we go home.
2. Have you ever pooped your pants in front of your S.O? What happened?
Not my current wife, but a GF years ago. I was about 21 and we were making out on the beach at night. I had to go from the dinner we just had and she said to hold it. So I did. Big mistake. Few minutes later I couldn't hold it it was so bad and I went in my pants. So embarrassed. She wasn't too happy and took off. We didn't really do well after that.
3. Has your current/previous S.O. ever peed their pants in front of you? What happened, and how did you react?
4. Has your current/a previous S.O. ever pooped their pants in front of you? What happened, how did you react?
I read some posts about man's girlfriend who wipes from back to front after doing motions. I can't find now, reading English takes me long time and I didn't see number. But you (the man) said your girlfriend always does motions after come home from work.
When I was little, my mother said, never wipe from back to front. Always put hand behind your bottom like man does. Because if bacteria from motions get into vagina, it can be serious kidney disease and big fever. Actually I had once, maybe I was seven years old. So now I always wipe bottom only and then take paper away. And wipe vagina with separate paper.
My friend Kazuko surprised very much when I tell her. Her mother says, woman and man never do things same way, it is immoral. But I think health is more important. So please tell your girlfriend wipe bottom from behind. I don't want that she catch disease. You don't want either I think. Sometimes on this site man wipes girlfriend's bottom, wife's bottom. Maybe good idea, you can wipe very clean.
Good luck, from Mina
Monday, December 15, 2014
To Jasmin KIf you are that badly constipated, you should try citrate of magnesia. You put 1/3 cup of powder into 4 cups of water and drink it in the evening, then once again in the morning. It will make everything softer and easier to pass. Just be sure to stay close to toilet or wear something protective.
To CuriousCharlotte in Geordie Shore wets her bed regularly. She's a 24 year old girl wjo could better wear some protection.
Dude in distress
Very constipated again!After 3 days of being unable to poop- I decided I was gonna get it out no matter what. I pushed and strained as hard as I could. I managed to get several pebbles out- but rectum was still so full and uncomfortable. After several attempts- I managed to make some progress.. It took nearly and hour and a half to get it all out- but what really helped me was changing positions. I rocked back and forth and it really helped . Does anyone ele do that?
Toilet TimeHey everyone. Always loved the site, never actually posted. Got a thing for lovely girls going potty, I love pooping, doing it, watching it, hearing about it. So here I am with some stories of my own finally.
My girlfriend and I are really close and she knows full well of my enjoyment of hers and my own voiding of the bowels. We are both healthy poopers and love the feeling of a nice and full dump. She on the other hand, has no interest in watching me but we sit in the bathroom together all the time anyway as for the most part we end up having to potty at the same time. We have fun, and she loves being watched because it makes her feel attractive and wanted in a way that's completely new to her.
Just for a visual referrence she's 5'6" and I'm 6'. We both have brown hair, her's being in a pixie cut, mine just sort of long and messy most of the time. In our 20s, and white with celtic backgrounds. I keep myself fit at 185 lbs muscle and she is a healthy 170 with her weight being all in her gorgeous hips and butt.
Ok so I started taking fiber capsules a month ago and the first time pooping after a couple days on them was so satisfying. I work early mornings some days, like at 6 to 2 in the afternoon. I was doing my normal routine and my boss was there that morning doing some extra work so she was running around. Right around 10 I started getting that familiar feeling I've grown to love of a nice, solid poop sliding into the rectum just pushing on the anus wanting out. I held it in because I was still busy setting up the day and besides my boss was still there. The pressure became more intense with every minute and I had to squeeze pretty tight to keep it from coming out. At 11:15 she finally left and at the time then it wasn't urgent, but I definetly felt a big load in the lower portion of my abdomen. I continued to work more, and slowly it grew to be unbearable. It was at the point of stop and hit the toilet now or else. I had to go so badly, turning the corner I was already unbuckling my pants. I was lucky to be the only person at work then. I closed and locked the door, pulled my jeans down and sat. I didn't have to push, it sure didn't need it. The moment I had been down I relaxed a little and a huge poop started slowly sliding out. It was so thick, and so long. About 8" out it broke but it was still crackling it's way out. The second half slowed down and with another 6 inches it tapered off and plopped into the water. The whole experience was body tingling good. I had never taken such an epic poop before. There was still more so I pushed a little. A long and healthy, ripping fart came out, followed by a smaller, yet still sizeable piece. Another three plops after that one decreasing in size and I was finally finished. I was still in a pleasure shock from the first poop. I felt so light, and good. It was quite the relief. So I wiped and went back to work, the next day at the same time I had to go again, it turned out being a lot like what I just described. It seems these capsules are working wonders for both me and my mate, as she has been taking larger poops as well.
She has always been a loud farter. I can be in the kitchen, with the bathroom being on the other side of one wall. She always farts when she pees, so I'll be making our coffee in the morning sometimes and she gets up and goes pee. Through the wall I can hear her massive gas blowing out her backside, it's so adorable. She always has the kind of farts that make the heavy rips. They shake the floor when you're in the potty with her, not even kidding. I love her so much. Even when she farts off the toilet, just standing around or sitting out in the front room when we are watching our children her farts are full and sound thick. Having to flop out of her voluptuous rear I can see why. The last time she pooped was today, and she always just sits and let's it come of it's own accord so sometimes it takes a while. We had just fed our children and they were watching some tv so we snuck off to the toilet so she could poop. She sat down and had her pee. A minute later I could smell her poop, and as soon as I noticed it I heard a gentle plop into the water. We read a lot on our phones, and especially when she sits down to potty because of the nature of her toilet time preferrences. So we were both just sitting there, reading. The smell grew slightly stronger as time passed, and I stretched my hand out to caress the side of her thigh. I told her she was beautiful, and shortly after that I saw her ???? tuck in and her feet poke up so she was on her toes. I knew she was pushing out another piece, it must have needed a small push, so I watched more intently. A small crackle sounded out and then another plop into the toilet. This one a bit louder than the first. Seconds later I hear another quick plop and she sighed as it passed through her anus. A minute later after double checking the emptiness of her bowels she put her phone down and pulled some toilet paper. We use wet wipes for cleanliness, and keep them in a drawer near the toilet. I pulled one out as she was wiping up the pee. She looked at me and I held it close to my chest and looked at her with puppydog eyes. She rolled her eyes and asked me why I wanted to wipe her. I said I love taking care of her and it's my favorite thing to do when she takes a big poop. She smiled at me and said, "fine". She stood up and took a step to the side and bent over. I got a good look in the toilet as I gently wiped her butthole. There were three pieces total, two of which were 6" each, not too thick, and one little one. It took four wipes, and she was clean. She pulled up her pants and we made our departure. I wasn't quite ready to leave the divine aroma she had left behind, but we had more important things to do. Kissing her and rubbing my hands up and down her sides and butt, I showed her my appreciation for letting me be a part of her lovely pooping experience.
Anyway that's about it for now. Thanks for listening and I'm sure I'll return with better stories from the past, and present. Bye!
Hi everyone! A few comments first:
To School Teacher Kaylee, Sonya Sue and Steve A: Interesting to hear about your different schools and their similar toilet notebooks. It brings back some memories for me! My primary school (elementary for our American friends!) had a similar system. The teacher had a booklet with a page for every day. If you needed to go to the toilet during class, you could go up to the teacher and ask them for permission. If they decided it was ok for you to go, they would give you the book and you would write in your name, the time, and why you needed to visit the loo- number one, number two, feeling sick etc. Of course when you went to write your details in you would see everyone else who had been before you and what they went to do. I remember that I would need to go for a wee early in the day quite often. I was a little shy back then but I would be ok with writing number 1 in the book. Sometimes I was the first name in the book on that day! Through the day I'd usually make my toilet visits during breaks and lunch, but sometimes I needed to go for a wee again during class, and sometimes I would need to have a poo. I'd try and wait for a break or until the end of school for that because I was a bit embarrassed about having to write that down. Sometimes I had to go during class though. I remember one time I had to have a poo so badly I couldn't wait. I went to the teacher and she said I could go and gave me the book. When I was writing '1:30, Megan, #2,' or whatever the details were, into the book, I saw that perhaps 10 of the other entries for that day were for poos, split about even between boys and girls. That made me feel a bit more relaxed about having to write it in when I need to go, and certainly helped me become more open to doing my business in public!
At the weekend I went Christmas shopping. I took the bus into town, and by the time I got there I had a strong need to do a wee. I knew I had to head straight to a toilet, so I went into the shopping centre and up to the loos. There was no queue and I found a free cubicle and went in, quickly sitting on the seat and weeing strongly. When I was done I wiped and headed out to do some shopping.
After I ate some lunch, I soon got another urge, this time for a number two. Soon it became quite strong. I headed back to the toilets that were nearby. I was shocked when I saw the queue- it was out of the door and then some! There must have been 25 women waiting in line, including those already inside the room, with about 15 of them outside. Some of them looked bored, some impatient, and some quite desperate. I joined the queue, hoping it would move quite quickly as my need for a poo was getting stronger! Ahead of me was a mother of about 40 and her daughter who was about 12. In front of her was a brunette woman of about 30, and in front of her was a short blonde girl of about my age. The line continued around the corner to the door and then inside and it was moving, albeit slowly. From my visit earlier in the day I knew there were five cubicles inside, not a huge amount but enough for a bit of a turnover rate. Being after lunch I assumed quite a high proportion of the women waiting were like me and needed to have a poo, which explained the slow movement of the queue.
From the way they were standing I guessed that the blonde and the brunette ahead of me both fell into this category and were holding in poos. The 12 year old did too, since I overheard her talking to her mother. 'Mum, how long do we have to wait?' she asked. 'It looks like it will be a while,' she replied. 'I could wait until we get home, shall we just go?' The daughter shook her head. 'No, I really need to have a poo!' The line moved slowly and after maybe 15 minutes I was in the room with just the blonde, the brunette and the mother and daughter in front of me. The blonde and brunette got a toilet fairly quickly and I heard them start to poo. The daughter went in when one opened up, and I heard her quickly sit and then fart as some poo came out. After another minute the mother got a cubicle, and then a minute later so did I. I quickly sat down and most of my poo came out in one go as it was quite soft and urgent! I pushed out a couple more logs and did a quick wee before I was done. I wiped, flushed, and left. The queue was still almost as long as it had been when I had arrived!
Hello friends. This is Sheena B. I'm 15,blonde at 5'3". Recently my family and I went to this great Italian Restaurant for dinner. After I had my massive spaghetti and meatballs meal I had to take a massive shit. So I rushed to the ladies room,tore down my pants and panties and sat on the bowl.I then ripped a great booming fart as a huge, solid log started to come out of my ass. I pushed harder as my log grew larger and larger and anus expanded wider. Soon I had a monstrous torpedo sticking out of my ass. This was the kind of log that was growing so large you were worried if the poor bowl could swallow it all. I then squeezed mightily as "BOOM!" I exploded my titanic sausage into the bowl. My log was so enormous and fat it could not be flushed. So I left my log there for others to see how fantastic it was with no toilet paper blocking it's view. As I threw the used toilet paper in the basket outside. Wow! I really filled the bowl with gigantic female shit! I then rejoined my family. I love slamming my giant logs out of my ass. It feels wonderful. Hoped you enjoyed my story. Happy Holidays everyone !
To kaylee-Hello. I enjoy your stories. keep them going.
To Jasmine K- Hello. I enjoy your stories. Sorry about problem with your Hemorrhoids.
To Brandon T- Hello. Thanks for your nice comments on my post. Plus thanks for sharing your post too.
More from meBrandon T asked if I had more stories. I guess it felt kind of good to talk about the last accident I had, so maybe telling others will be good, too. So this one took place last year when I was 29. My hubby and I had left our son with my parents so we could have a relaxing night out. We went to dinner and I had to go but held it and then to a movie and held it. I really needed to go but after the movie the lines were crazy long so I said I'd wait until we got home. So we drove home and its getting really bad. He offered to stop at a gas station but those are gross. I sat cross legged in my seat, clenching for all I was worth to try not to soil myself. We made it home and I jumped out of the car and ran into the house already prarie dogging. I made it into the kitchen before the urge hit me so strong all I could do was stop in my tracks and blush as I filled my panties with a solid load of poop. My husband came in as I was finishing and asked if I was ok. I said no, I didn't make it. He said it was ok and offered to help me clean up. I said ok. So we carefully walked to the bathroom and he helped me out of my skirt and panties and then ran the shower for me. He's great about my accidents, so that's good.
no one told me you might poop yourself when you're pregnant!Hello everyone... I have never posted here but I am spreading the word about something I have unfortunately found out about being pregnant and I am upset that no one warned me!
I'm 28 and i have long brown hair, green eyes, and I'm normally curvy but more so now because I'm pregnant for the first time. I'm in my second trimester. On all the pregnancy/baby forums there have been warnings and discussions about how peeing your pants a lot or a little is sort of inevitable. All my girlfriends and relatives who have been pregnant before told me as well, and I think it's also basically common knowledge.
When I first found out I was pregnant, like 5-6 weeks along, I had an accident on my way home from work. A messy, smelly accident. I just had the worst stomach ache as I was driving, and I couldn't make it to my house in time and had a big wet dump in my panties while standing in my driveway. It surprised me because well, it's not something that I typically do lol. Luckily I was home alone and I was able to go inside and rinse my panties out and take a shower without anyone ever knowing. I just figured it had been something I ate and it didn't happen again so I didn't worry about it.
Jump ahead to the week of Thanksgiving. By now my belly is getting big and I'm going through all the wonderful experiences of pregnancy. Random crying, gassiness, wetting myself a little anytime I sneeze or laugh. But still not at all concerned that I might poop in my pants!!! I went to the grocery store to get the stuff I needed to make a couple dishes I'd be bringing to my mom's for Thanksgiving. As I was shopping, I got a horrible stomach ache again... it felt a lot like the one in the car several months back. To make matters worse, baby now is starting to move around and the added pressure from that made if a lot worse. I froze in the middle of the aisle and tried to think where the bathroom was. I turned toward the front of the store and decided that it was hopeless, and I just abandoned my cart and waddled for the exit as fast as possible because I KNEW I was gonna poop my pants. It was that urgent. I knew trying to find the bathroom would just result in me messing all over myself in a store crowded with Thanksgiving shoppers. I got 3 steps out the front door when hot, squishy poop bubbled out into my panties and stretchy maternity pants with each step. It felt like I had a big damp heating pad on my butt. I pooped continuously all the way to the car which luckily was pretty close. I was just relieved that I made it out of the store in time and no one noticed... anyone who saw me waddling knew it was because I'm pregnant and not because I was also pooping in my pants. I did some soul searching as I drove home lol...I had to seriously ask myself "Brittany how did you just poop your pants for the second time this year at age 28...wtf" AGAIN I didn't even consider my pregnancy was the direct cause. Just chalked it up to something I ate again... I mean I have been eating a lot of different things since I'm pregant...seemed plausible. Again I arrived home and no one was there so I was able to rinse out my panties and pants and then shower without being "caught". I again told no one what happened.
Things became clear to me yesterday about what was going on. I had another bad accident...this time there were witnesses. The ensuing discussions led to my revelation in the title of this post. I was at work. I work in an office for a logistics company. We had our holiday party yesterday and I was standing with 4 or 5 coworkers talking when that same ominous stomach ache returned. I felt a wave of terror wash over me and quickly excused myself. I waddled halfway to the bathroom but the pressure was too much.. I had to stop walking. I turned around so my back was to the wall and avoided making eye contact with anyone and had that same exact hot poop eruption into my panties like at the grocery store. I just stood there frozen and trying to act casual and keep my back to the wall so no one could see the mess I had made. I have been wearing black maternity leggings almost exclusively during pregnancy...but of course the day I take a wet dump in my pants at work, I was wearing light gray ones. I could tell just from how it felt that the accident would be visible on the outside of my pants..so I was trying to discreetly pull my shirt down as far as possible to cover my butt completely. After a minute or so of standing there helplessly with a mess in my pants not knowing what to do with myself, a couple of my friends came to talk to me. I couldn't even speak when they approached me. I just turned red and when I could tell by the looks on their faces that they could smell my accident, I just started bawling. That was the worst because it obviously drew attention to me. I sobbingly explained to my friends that i couldn't make it to the bathroom fast enough and i had an accident. They were very sympathetic and helped me to the bathroom, but sure enough since i started bawling and drew the attention to myself, it didn't take long before everyone knew I pooped my pants. It was equally embarrassing that I was also just standing there and not doing anything about it like a little kid lol. Anyway, both of my friends were very reassuring and tried comforting me and helped me get cleaned up, then one of them walked with me to my car. That's when the thought was first put in my head. I mentioned how mortified I was that I did it in front of everyone at work and she said "no one is gonna hold it against you they know it's because you're pregnant and these things happen." I remember thinking "that's a good excuse but still embarrassing" then it really hit me. I was like wait..IS this happening because I'm pregnant???
I drove home and showered and put clean clothes on. Then I got down to business...I called my mom. My older sister. My friends who have had babies. I told them ALL what happened to me, all three accidents...then I demanded the truth about pregnant pants pooping. Was it real?
They all said yes.
Neither of them admitted to doing it more than once like me..and a couple only copped to sharting their underwear. But they all agreed that the possibility of pooping your pants when you're pregnant is common. The one comparable story to mine that I got was my friend told me her sister was pregnant with her 3rd kid and when she was waiting in her car for her other kids to get off the bus from school, she pooped herself really bad and then her kids called her out on it when they got in the car.
Needless to say I was pretty relieved that I had something to which to attribute my sudden tendency to poop my pants. But at the same time I felt lied too! All the warnings about peeing yourself, throwing up in public, lactating through your shirt, pooping during labor..but no one ever warned me that I might poop myself...let alone that I might poop myself multiple times! Was I just na´ve?
Anyway ladies, if you didn't know...now you do. Be prepared. Pregnancy... so beautiful and yet so gross.
Seat smelled of poopI had a girlfriend who operated a day care center.
She had three "work study students" who were college aged.
The seat reportedly smelled of poop after those three had sat in that chair to input data into the computer.
This happened more than once.
I asked if she noticed any obvious signs her work study students had crapped their pants and she said she didn't notice.
What do y'all think was going on then? Based on this "group mind" experience here at ToiletStool ?
Privacy & School BathroomsBack in 7th grade, especially in science class because we had to do our lab work in groups of 2, several of my teachers were like Teacher Kaylee had a clipboard out and one had it on the bulletin board where we had to sign out for the bathroom. Yes, it can give a running record of how much class time a student is missing, but when any member of the class can read it (and especially whether you did a #1 or #2)and later in the day students in the last class are provided a lot of reading material, well that gets into privacy.
I remember being 11 and in science and needing to crap 4 out of 5 times a week in 1st hour. Because I was taller and a little more physically developed than some of the other girls, two really immature boys working together right by the front door would watch the list and act up based on it. Our teacher would be all over the room answering questions, leading demonstrations, pour chemicals, so she couldn't watch what they were doing. I tried to avoid the 1st hour situation by trying to have my crap before school, but the toilets were jam packed before school. I remember seeing one girl getting sick and hurling on a crowd because all the stalls were taken and nobody would move for her to use the sink. So I decided to hold my crap until we had lab work and then I signed out. I don't think I was ever gone more than 10 minutes but when I opened the door and recorded my time on the sheet, these two boys would make explosion gestures with their hands or jump around with their hands at their crotch. Once when I was signing out, and my back was to them, one of the boys called me "Shittin' Sonya", but because the substitute was in back of the room, she didn't hear anything but laughter.
Finally, one day when my friend Shannon heard them hassling me as I walked by, she turned and boldly flipped them off. Unfortunately, the teacher saw it and Shannon was sent to the office. Fortunately, however, it allowed me to tell my side to the counselor and the teacher changed the sheet so we could just write "bathroom" next to our signature. In talking with my mother--which I found very embarrassing--the counselor asked about the availability of using the bathroom at home, despite our larger family. But it does work since I wake up earlier and at least 4 days a week, I crap at home. Even now that I'm in high school, the bathrooms are inadequate and not that easy to use. Try having to pull off your toilet paper FIRST at the entrance to the bathroom from a group of rolls, and then waiting for a stall to open, and then hoping you have enough toilet paper to clean yourself. It doesn't make sense, but neither does all the vandalism last year and the several fires that were set in the stalls.
Hi, this is my first post! Im Tina, I'm 23 years old i have blonde hair, i have 3 children. The twins are 6 years old, and they're names are Julie and Mia, and then my oldest, Sarah, is 9 years old. Anyways, onto the 2 stories that i have to share today.
1. So a few weeks ago Mia was playing with her best friend, Lea, and I had both made them lunches and when they finished Lea asked me "Can i use your bathroom please?" I told her the bathroom was down the hall on the right. So she ran down the hall went into the bathroom without closing the door and i heard her pull down her pants, put down the toilet seat, and sit down. Mia had already left which i didn't even notice. Lea called me and asked me if i could help her. I went into the bathroom and she was sitting down with her pants and underwear at her ankles. I asked her what was wrong. Lea said she tried to push but her poop wasn't coming out of her cheeks. I told her to push down on her thighs while pushing, she tried and she started farting and logs started splashing against the water and it sounded like plip, pleep, plop each time. There was no toilet paper so i went to the closet to get her some tp. She wiped and left the bathroom. I looked in the bowl and there were about 16 logs and liquid poop all over the sides of the bowl and the water was brown.
2. Today was Sarah's cheerleading practice and while she was practicing, i realized i really had to go i looked around the gym for a girls room. I saw one and walked in. There were 4 toilets but there were no stalls. I sat down on the second toilet and a fierce stream of pee flowed out. Another cheerleader walked in the bathroom and took the first toilet and sat on the right side of the toilet so i could see her bum in full view liquid diaherria started coming out of the cheerleaders anus. I had a log come out of my bum, so i wiped and flushed and then went back to watching Sarah practice
Thank you for listening to the stories. Byebye :)
Tutor assistant poopsTlana gave a story of her teaching assitant pooping from some time ago and I thought I'd share mine because it resonated with me.
This happened about 1.5 years ago in a tuition centre. I arrived about 15 minutes early so I had to wait outside the room for my tuition to begin. There was a pretty tuition teacher assistant who walked about and to the bathroom just adjacent to the room. She used to teach me. She graduated from high school with stellar results and was working part time to earn some pocket money. She was bespectacled and cute wearing a black cardigan and jeans with a white undershirt.
I was sitting about only 1 metre away from the door so I could hear everything. I could hear her pull down her jeans, use toilet paper to clean the seat, the "thud sound" of her sitting on the bowl. Then, the sound of pee splashing in the toilet became apparent. After that, I heard about 2-3 plops. It got me really excited and it was etched in my memory.
School Teacher Kaylee
To: WinnieThePoohHi, WinnieThePooh, about the bathroom pass thing, they are in Kindergarten. They are both boys and girls. I usually have them write out a bathroom pass because I just want to know how long they're in there taking either a pee or a poop. And if they're in there for a long time say like 10-15 minutes, then I'll ask them whats wrong and why there for so long.
Thank you for asking me. Byebye
Girls Restroom Flood At School And To School Teacher KayleeThe other day, my teacher came back from the girls restroom and she said that there was a mini flood in there. She said that there was like 2 inches of water and that she got her shoes and socks wet. The janitors were on lunch break and they eventually got it cleaned up. I never saw or heard of a flooded restroom ever at school before, but you would assume that it would be the guys restroom that would be flooded, but it was the girls one. What a rare experience...
To School Teacher Kaylee: That sounds interesting. They don't have the part where you put down the #1 or #2 at my school, but they do have everything else. You would think that some of your students would be embarrassed about putting down if they have to go #2, especially girls. It's an invasion to some of your students bathroom privacy, but overall, it's not a bad idea in my opinion.
Did you ever talk to your students about your special bathroom notebook?
If so, what did they think/say about it?
My morning shit.Hi my names Abby, I'm 13 and go to middle school and I just found this site it looks pretty cool so I guess I'll post a story from today. Anyways today I woke up for school and got myself ready. I didn't feel the need to poop right away so I just went straight to school. On the bus ride to school I farted a couple times, they smelled bad, I hope nobody knew it was me. When I finally got to school I could feel a turd creeping up on me and pressing against my asshole. I went straight into the girls bathroom, it was pretty packed in there, there was one free stall right at the end so I went in there and locked the door. To my surprise I found a massive unflushed turd in there, I guess some girl was too scared to flush encase she blocked the toilet or something. I didn't want to block the toilet either so I just sat down without flushing because I had to go really badly by now. I pulled my panties down and sat on the seat, I relaxed and started pissing and shitting, I could hear my piss and turds landing on top of the other girls turds, it was pretty gross. After I was done I grabbed some toilet paper and wiped a couple times, my hole was really dirty I cleaned it the best I could but its hard with cheap toilet paper so it was probably still a little bit dirty but oh well I don't mind. Anyways I pulled my panties and pants back up and had a look at my work, that toilet was completely destroyed with both of our shits clogging it up. I wouldn't dare flush it, too risky. I exited the stall and ran out of there fast encase someone else went in and saw what I did, I forgot to wash my hands but oh well, yolo haha. Well that's it, hope you all enjoyed!
I peed in the trash can in my roomI was getting ready for go and work on printer at a client's site. I was getting dressed for work and I had to pee. Instead of putting a robe on and pee in the toilet, I had a trash can full of paper towels and decided to use that as the toilet. I opened the can and aimed for the trash can. It wasn't that much I had to pee so I dampened the already dried up used paper towels. I finished peeing and closed the lid, good thing the bag didn't leaked which was my biggest worry. So I finished getting dressed and went on and fixed the client's printer.
Thanks all for now and I hope you enjoy it. Have a great day and happy peeing and pooping.
Hi, my name is Shaun. And I'm Julie's boyfriend. The Julie who posted about taking a poop in the bathtub. Me and Julie are actually very close, sometimes we even poop together! But to clarify my girlfriend is new on these forums. So I'll suggest she just changes her forum name for no confusion. I know a lot about my girlfriends poop, how, when and what it looks like. We love to talk about poop in a funny manner. But one time, we were both at a party. And I really needed to poop badly, so I told her and she said she did to. But when we got to the bathroom. There was only one stall left. Yes... We actually has to poop together... It was horrifying yet fun! We went back to back and sat on the toilet. We started pushing at the same time and her farts were loud and smelly. Before I secretly looked behind me and saw a massive log slowly emerging out of her butt. Biggest I've ever seen! We'll call my gf jules from now on. She calls me her lucky popping charm, because whenever she can't poop, she calls me in and somehow I relax her and she can poop.
But anyway, this massive log was slipping out, and I new this was a contest now, so I pushed down on my bowels and this huge soft poop came out after a few pellets. Which is weird because my poo is normally really hard. But hers was bigger and kept coming . She was in pain and I was holding her hand so she could get through it. And then it actually touched the back of my leg... It was gross. But then it flopped to the floor. Finally it was over. It was like 20 inches big! Then as she stood up she let a huge fart go off on my leg... Wow. What an experience. Thanks
Store Worker Bathroom Break Plus A QuestionSo, me and my mom were shopping in the store today and when we were in checkout line for customer service, I see this girl store worker run back to her register and she said that she was in the bathroom to her boss and I think her boss said that she was gone for 10 minutes instead of a shorter time and that she had to be quicker and not take too long for a bathroom break since she was running the register.
So, if you were a boss for a store or some other place, would you not care so much if she only took 10 minutes for a bathroom break in that situation or other situations?
Someone could have taken over her place while she was gone...
tales from the bookstoreAbout an hour ago while I was at the bookstore I saw a woman go into the bathroom she sat on the toilet and began to pee the I heard her fart and a crackling sound then a plop then she began to grunt then another plop then more grunting but no plop so im guesing it was kinda big then wiped and flushed I think she was a little bit constipated and so another good catch.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
my desperate poos at family meal out last nightHi all
especially my friends John B kmd Jade & Brandon T
last night was a family meal out for xmas at a restaurant.
i'd not had a poo for 2 days - having IBS & just being constipated.
we met up there was 10 of us all together, & we sat down at the reserved table.
i was sat next to my husband & mother in law,
Soon i felt the urge to poo before we'd ordered the starters, within 15 minutes i had the stomach ache to go with it & i was getting more desperate. Hubby could tell as i started fidgeting & lifting my buttocks to clench. "You need to poo baby?" Hubby said i nodded, "desperate!" I said "Go on, off you go baby girl" he said whilst rubbing my bum as i got up.
thankfully i was alone.
Entering there were a couple of ladies in there doing their make up, i took a cubicle.
pulled my red short pencil skirt & black tights down & purple knickers & plopped my bum on the seat, a little effort to get them going & then it was PEEEEERRRRLLLOP,PLOP,PLOP,PLOP,PLOP.... more effort required feeling there were still more poos up there wanting out... PEEERRRRLLLOOP,PLOP,PLOP....PLOP,PLOP.....PERLOP!!
11 dark drown medium length plops.
i wiped 3 times and flushed, sprayed my perfume, & washed my hands going back to hubby & the family 6 mins later...
So starters we ordered & eaten, & mains were ordered & eaten, then i had the urge for another desperate poo.
hubby knew straight away (he could tell by my facial expression apparently) he leaned forward & rubbed my ???? whispering to me "baby you need to do another poo don't you" "yes" i whispered back "go on baby go have one i'll be here" he said as i went to get up to go again.
this time i felt more loose and desperate.
taking a cubicle & sorting out clothing again I sat down & very loose & in quick succession 12 loose light brown plops fell out of my peachy butt & boy it stank a lot worse than the last poo i had. Mushy consistency the loo was covered in skid marks & i wiped 5 times, flushed making it obvious what i'd just done, spraying more perfume & washing my hands
& going back to the fam 4 minutes later.
more soon love J xx
Some comments for this one.
@George, hi and good to see you posting again.
Another great catch as always.
I hope you post more as I like the detail you include in your posts.
It was strange that she came back to let you know that she was going to the bathroom after getting off the phone.
Maybe she knows you like to listen.
Do you think that she may be also listening to you?
Have you over heard anyone else on the toilet?
Have you listened to your wife for example?
@Jade, shout out to you, hope all is good and that you post again soon.
That's all for now, take care all,
Constipation SeasonHi All
Since my last post nothing has really improved, If I can get a few pebbles or a knobbly hard log out or even both I think ive done well, at least I am getting something out most days. Since my last post Ive only had a couple of occasions where its been 2 or 3 days where I couldnt do anything.
Linda My piles (hemorrhoids) are really big and bad at the moment and stick out my arse even after I get off the toilet. Its been quite uncomfy at school these last few days sitting on hard chairs with ny arse bulging and piles sticking out and having to keep going back to the toilet at break and lunch to try to get some hard poo out
To answer your questions - Yes I always get really constipated on Holidays, I think its the different food and eating junk food that doesnt help and also not having enough time to sit on the toilet untill I do it doesnt help.
When I was with friends at the fair I did manage to do some poo but was very constipated and yes It is all junk food I eat there.
Hope your constipation is getting better.
Do you suffer worse constipation on holiday? what about over Christmas?
Anatomy Student / all
No worries re the typo
I take your point about opiates/painkillers and will get off them after christmas but its sort of a vicious circle, My arse really hurts especially when a rock hard large poo or loads of pebbles are stuck right in my arse I just strain like crazy through the pain untill my poo comes out,sometimes i get real angry at it being stuck and use that anger to bear down and strain hard.The painkillers help but I dont care how bad my arse gets, I just want my poo out. I must admit I am not to worried about them making me constipated, I get constipated without them anyway so the little bit they add is off set by the pain relief I get, I am more worried about the amount of them I am taking, its a lot. I have used Immodium after Ive done a poo before going out especially if my BF is with me because sometimes I get the urge to go again after Ive got off the toilet especially if ive been straining hard for like an hour or more so I take immodium to make sure I dont need to poo when I am at a party. Ive been doing that a lot recently as been to lots of parties.
BF likes it when I have a poo stuck in my bum especially if it is just protruding a bit, he likes to cuddle me and discreatly feel it, it marks my knickers which i have to change but hey he rewards me later..
As its Christmas and I always end up very very constipated and get belly ache and a swollen constipation belly from too many chocolates, food and junk food I will carry on with them for now considering I am already constipated and do without them after christmas when my diet will improve, I know I am eating a lot of things that make me constipated but hey its christmas.
I have some glycerine suppositories but when the poo is stuck right in my arse its difficult to get them in but when i do get the poo out I put lots of pile cream inside, recently Ive used that in suppository form, unfortunatly what ever I put up inside leaks out and makes a mess in my knickers and doesnt really make things any better.
Arielle it could be you have piles (hemorrhoids)that said bleeding can occur from straining hard without having piles.
Someone- sorry I cant remenber your name - asked about older girls wetting the bed - I have done when I am like really poorly with constipation and occasionally when ive been with my boyfriends when i am constipated, one i have really likes this when it happens.
I am writing this sat on the toilet,I am ready to go out I am wearing a pair of open crotch suspender tights and boots, a short leather A line mini and tight top and will wear my purple jacket,in between writing this and putting make up on ive been straining on a huge hard log, part of which is in the water and part is poking out my arse. My BF has just arrived and is waiting for me to finish, I want to do one more piece at least. No pressure to finish - just my sister is waiting for the toilet, she had to get off it earlier so I could sit on it, she had been on it for an hour and a half. Ive just strained really hard and bf has pulled the log out as I strained. Ive wiped and put pile cream up my arse and pulled up a pair of tight shiny knickers with a pad in which will come off when we get to the party..I am please I got it all out as I had a bit of an embarrising moment at a party last weekend, I was very badly constipated and it kept poking out my bum, anyway as Ive said before this BF likes that and he doesnt mind if I get off with other guys well I had been in the bedroom and bathroom with other guys, I knew it was obvious my piles were huge and that one commented on me being constipated and asked about it, anyway he wanted to see me try to poo over him, he ended up being bled over but that was it. Unfortunatly next time I was on my back my stuck log decided to poke out about 2 inches, unfortunatly this guy wasnt happy about that and tols some others I had shit myself during ***. My BF came into the bathrom with me and I managed to get a decent log out, leaving it in the toilet for others to admire, 8 inches long and as fat as your wrist I was quite proud of it - so was he.
Got to go now
comments & stuffTo: Sheena B first welcome to the site and great story about your big poop and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: Karen C great story about you helping your daughter in law when she was sick.
To: George another great story about your sister in law.
Well that's all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Hello all. I am a 15 years old female in high school. Recently one weekend I woke up from bed and made myself a breakfast of total bran cereal and orange juice. After breakfast I had to take a monster dump. So I rushed upstairs to the bathroom,tore down my panties and sat on the bowl.I then let rip a booming fart as a big solid log started to come out of my ass. I squeezed really hard and looked down to see an enormous sausage sticking out of my butt. Wow ! this was one huge bowel movement! I then gave one last mighty squeeze as I slammed my log into the toilet bowl. My log was enormous, fat and stank unbelievably. But it sure felt great hammering it out of my ass. I then left my log unflushed so my older brother could see how fantastic I went when he woke up soon, since he loves to check out his sisters enormous logs. Hoped you liked my story. Bye now.
Questions for School Teacher KayleeFirst of all, welcome to the site. Thank you for an interesting post about your students recording their names, date, time and whether they are going to the restroom to do #1 or #2. What grade level are they and are they both genders? Why do they have to fill out the notebook? Is that a school policy? Or is it so you can report any problems to the parents? Or to keep them from leaving class too many times a day? It would be interesting to know the reasoning behind it.
Teachers using the bathroomDanielle's story about her huge poo that she had to take during class was great. It wasn't clear, though, in her junior high whether she used the student or faculty bathroom. Last spring on Page #2380 I wrote about our 8th grade teaching assistant asking me for cuts in the bathroom line. We had a conversation while she was both peeing and pooping in the doorless stall, and I was surprised when she allowed me to be late to 1st hour so I could still have my poo. My friend Lorenz, when he was in 6th grade in middle school, stopped to pee on his way to the library to use a computer. He saw his social studies/English teacher on the pot pooping and he asked him to sign his pass, because he had left the classroom without getting a signature. The guy was nice about it but borrowed Lorenz's pen. I remember when Lorenz was later telling us the story about this, the boys were asking questions about boxers or briefs. The teacher was wearing briefs--something that surprised Miranda and a couple of my other friends. My friend Noah, I remember, once was weeing at the urinal next to his teacher who surprised Noah because he used both of his hands to direct his wee into the urinal. My friends and I reminded Noah not to complain because so many guys complain about the floors under the urinals and the toilet seats being wet. I once had a babysitter tell me "Aim is everything." While that's gross, it's true!
1) Should teachers be using the student bathrooms or should they use their own?
2) Would you be mad if you were late to class because too many teachers or other adults were hogging the bathrooms?
Reply to GeorgeHi its John B.
George I read your post with a wry smile. The reason? That could be me writing about my sister-in-law. How old is yours? Mine's now 64 but I've had 30 odd years of similar "enjoyment". Take care fella and look forward to further posts.
Take care one and all.
John B x
To ArielleHey, you should go see a doctor. If the blood was red, you could have anal fissures, hemmoroids, or something minor. If the blood was black, the bleeding is deeper in your colon and not good. To be safe, see a doctor. Bowel obstruction or a twisted colon are very dangerous. Get checked to be safe.
to ArielleMaybe time to see the doc. It seems highly unusual that an enema isn't clearing you out. You may have a blockage of some sort.
Reply to JOHNHey John B., that's how my girl sits on the toilet too, with her pants just slightly above her knees while reading her magazine or newspaper. Each time she poops she usually drops 2 or 3 big loads. If its 2 she will be in the bathroom for about 10 minutes. If it's 3 loads then she will be in there for a good 20 minutes. After each load, she stands up and looks at her poo and then flushes it and then sits until the next load comes out. She wipes while sitting down, she doesn't stand while wiping. When it is time to wipe though, she pulls her pants down to her ankles.
comments & stuffTo: Julie great story about your big poop in the bathtub it sounds like it was a good one and I bet the warm water helped you go and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Chloe B great story it sounds like you and those other girls all had good poops and I bet you all felt good afterwards to.
To: Arielle first welcome to the site and you should go see a doctor as soon as possible it may be something serious since laxatives or enemas didn't work.
To: Sonya Sue first welcome to the site and great story I look forward to reading more of them thanks.
To: Big B great story about you helping your girlfriend poop it sounds like she really had to go a lot and I bet she felt a lot better and thankful to you for helping her afterwards.
To: Shelbi great story I bet you felt beyond amazing after that poop and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Mystery Poster great story I bet you felt good once you were done pooping that big load with your husbands help and it sounds like the big logs of poop were acting as a cork luckily you were able to sit right back down on the toilet.
To: Sheena B great story about your big poop I bet you felt great after that and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Carolyn it sounds like you had a major cleanout im guesing your body had a lot it wanted to get rid of and I bet you felt pretty great afterwards to and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Julie great story it sounds like you really had to go and just made to your sisters bathroom in time and I look forward to part 2 thanks.
To: Mina great story it sounds like you had a pretty good poop with Hisae in the bathroom with and im glad your starting to feel batter just take your time and don't rush it and always I look forward top your next post thanks.
Well that's all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Daughter in law is sick; diarrhea stomach bug, my cure worksHi friends,
I guess the stomach flu is nationwide. My youngest son and his wife came home yesterday, he's in the Air Force home on leave stationed at Warner Robins, GA. He'd had bad diarrhea a few days ago (but he feels fine now) and now my daughter in law is sick. She started throwing up at about a quarter of eleven last night. I had made pepperoni and Italian sausage lasagna for supper with spinach salad, Crispy Crowns, and fruit cocktail jello for dessert, then hot cocoa and brandied fruitcake ala mode for a bedtime snack and she's the only one who's sick so it can't be my cooking.
I was in the living room watching oldies rerun t.v. when I heard retching sounds coming from the bathroom so I went in to investigate. The poor girl was kneeling in front of the toilet and so sick that she was crying. There was some vomit on the bathroom floor as she didn't quite make it soon enough but she got most of it in the bowl; she cleaned it up later after she felt a little better before she went to bed. I've been in her shoes before; the only thing I could do was hold back her hair for her until her stomach decided to stop rebelling, then I helped her get cleaned up and I put one of my thick winter bathrobes on her and suggested we sit outside for some fresh air to make her feel better, fresh air always helps.
I still had some gingerale left over from last week when I was sick myself and begged her to sip some of it to settle her stomach, she didn't like it so I poured it over the rocks and added some juice from a jar of maraschino cherries with a dash of vodka and she loved it. She threw up a few more times outside on the grass but I insisted that she keep sipping the gingerale cherry cocktail and nibble on a dill pickle (sour pickles have the effect of stopping nausea--source: old skool knowledge and years of personal experience here from a two-time mom and chronic morning sickness sufferer; don't know WHY it works, we only know that it DOES work)and after about a half hour she stopped retching. I just held her hair and wiped her mouth each time she'd throw up, by then it was just thick slimy yellow mucous and bile. She had gas but I guess she felt too miserable to even care; I told her to just blow it all out don't be embarrassed we're all girls here so fart all you want if you need to. She chuckled.
When she felt better we went back inside and watched reruns on t.v. and I got her to wash out her mouth with baking soda and nibble on a few saltine crackers. She had a few explosive diarrhea attacks that lasted around ten minutes apiece, for the better part of an hour. I was in the bathroom with her for the first bout and it was terrible, she was nearly in tears. We watched more t.v. At around 3am I was worn out and had to get to bed so I left her on the sofa. I gave her a couple of Sominex to help her get to sleep. I guess she eventually went to bed at some point.
Before I went to work I left her a note telling her to take it easy, drink plenty of fluids, nibble on crackers, sip some juice from the pickle jar if you feel queasy, and get as much fresh air as possible and go for a walk around the block at least twice. I picked up some Pedialyte from wallyworld for her on my way home.
When I got home from work she was sitting outside surfing the internet on her phone and I learned that she's been having explosive diarrhea all day in between naps (but I give her credit for being a great housekeeper, she cleaned the bathroom after herself and did an excellent job!). My son was crashed in the living room with an old rerun of the 1998 superbowl playing on my vcr and a frozen pizza nearly burinig in the oven, I caught it just in time to avoid a fire, it was smoking. It was already ruined so it went in the trash. Laura went inside and took a nap while I fixed my son and I a couple of sandwiches.
Laura's nausea was all but gone so after she woke up at around 7pm I fixed her a nice little snack plate which she was able to keep down, unsalted saltines and whole grain cracked wheat crackers for variety with thin shaved parmesan cheese (to put digestive enzymes back in the digestive tract--I SWEAR by this) and Sprite with cherry Koolaid and lots of extra sugar. She favored the cracked whole grain wheat crackers so I ate the saltine ones. I also got her to eat a tiny bit of chicken salad on crackers with crushed garlic cloves to kill the virus, which she did. I've made another garlic lover, haha! She looked tired, sweaty, and the worse for wear, but very much improved from the evening before. She said she felt better but just washed out, tired, and bored. She said she lost two inches from her waist and that her pants were loose--been there, done that, that's why they invented safety pins haha!
I asked her if she felt well enough to go to the mall to look around; I know that always makes me feel better when I'm sick, and she agreed so that's what we did. She didn't have a diarrhea attack at the mall, so I guess my home remedy actually does work. In fact, she ate a double order of nachos with extra jalapenos, a coke, and even a churro! My son and I got the mexican rice, refried beans, and taco salads. They'll be here until after xmas day.
MOTHER AND SON PROJECT, YAY!!! I've laid out the plans to buld a turkey fryer which I'll start on tomorrow, still have lots of old plate, angle, and bar stock laying around and my old Sears craftsman arc welder and my ancient Victor torch set and oxygen and acetylene bottles (checked them and they have the pressure to do this job)which I haven't used in decades--hmmm, maybe I should tap into a long forgotten skill haha! Go into business for myself? might like it better than piloting a cement truck through busy traffic; we'll have fried turkey for our xmas dinner. Haven't really deep fried anything in decaddes so should be interesting.
I taught both my sons to cut and weld at an early age, I think every young man should at least know how to use an oxyacetylene cutting torch and how to weld or braze two pieces of metal together, it's a useful life skill for guys into classic cars like my boys are and a cutting torch is the "universal key" to get supplies for survival if the zombies ever take over (yup, you guessed it, after high school I used to be a welder before I was married and I hated it with a passion, ugly burns on my forearms for one thing so I'll never model; I slaved my best years away in a steel mill and that's one of the reasons I got married!), so this will be a project that will hopefully bring us closer together like when he was a teen. Unlike me, my boys love welding and think it's enjoyable and relaxing, i guess it's a guy thing.
Well, too bad my other son couldn't come home this xmas season, he said maybe after newyears he will be able to use some leave time and we'll have a late holiday.
Well, bye for now all. Laura should be alright soon. Just wanted to use her example that might someone else reading this who might also be suffering from this 2014 stomach virus. Remember: soda to stop the feeling of throwing up, gingerale is best if you like it if not then Sprite or 7Up is good, or even Coke or Pepsi, Fresh air, garlic to kill the virus, parmesan cheese to put back the digestive enzymes in the stomach you've lost--trust me, the sooner you put back those enzymes the sooner you'll get back to normal and it makes your stomach feel better. Solid parmesan cheese is what you want, not the grated sprinkle kind as it won't work. My fave is blocks of extra sharp parmesan, not all stores carry it so you have to really look; I shave it into thin slices and put it on crackers and top with crushed fresh garlic.
If you don't like parmesan then any cheese such as mild cheddar will stop diarrhea but won't do anything for the rest of your symptoms. Better than nothing, though.
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Sister in law visits....A short story of this weekends happening. Some of you might remember me telling you about my lovely sister in law Sandra, who is very open about her toilet habits, and who without fail, always manages to have a poo when staying at our place, and the fact I always like to go in straight after her.
Well...she and her two boys stayed on Friday night/Saturday Morning after a night with my wife and daughter in London. I had to pick them up from the railway station and bring them home at about 2 in the morning. We all slept late the next morning, and I woke at about 9.30. I heard Sandra get up..I knew it was her, as she is getting over a cough and cold, and I heard her cough a little..I heard her making steps for the bathroom. I got up quickly, and listened outside. I heard her lift the lid on the toilet, and sit down heavily, simultaneously letting loose a loud, hissy wee stream, and a very loud fart. I wondered if she was going to have her morning poo, but was dissapointed to hear her flush....and then get in the shower. A little later, I went downstairs to make a cuppa, and have a look at the morning paper....Sandra soon appeared, wearing just a short bath robe, and sat down and started chatting....She then asked me what she could raid for breakfast, then paused, and said....I need the toilet first.....she headed through the living room to the downstairs loo, but before she got there, her mobile rang, and she sat down on the sofa to talk to her husband....She sat there rubbing her ???? occasionally, so I knew she needed to poo...probably quite badly. After talking for 10 minutes, I heard her say I've got to go...she came back to the kitchen...strangely I thought, to say I'll have breakfast after the toilet.
I followed a safe distance behind her, and was standing outside the downstairs loo door, just as she was locking it. Almost straight away, I heard a loud hissy wee, but no tinkling....I wondered how she was sitting..simultaneously, there was a loud, clear PERLOPPPPP!!! She stopped weeing, and I heard MNNNNFFFFF!!!!!!!! PLOP-PLOP......silence for about 10 seconds, followed by MNNNNNFFF!! Plop Plop Plop.......a few more seconds silence were followed by a conted sigh, and the sound of paper being pulled off...she wiped about 5 times and flushed.
I sat down in the living room...she came out soon after and gave me her usual post poo smile.....I told her I'd join he in a few minutes and make her a coffee. I actually needed to poo, but couldn't get to the loo quick enough for other reasons :) I wasn't disappointed....Sandra had left a strong, fruity aroma...unusual from her...she's usually more meaty.., and for once she hadn't used the air freshener. She has also left a thick poo streak above the water at the back of the pan, and several in the bottom...it sounded a heavy, bulky poo, and must have been quite soft. Sandra is a very clean person in all ways, so I can never understand why she doesn't brush outr toilet, but I'm glad she doesn't :) I sat down and relaxed, and released a soft, loose-ish poo that dropped as multiple plops. I was also able to deal with another matter that had arisen, feeling a little excited after having followed Sandra....After cleaning up and washing my hands, I joined Sandra...I'm sure she knows that I enjoy her visits in more ways than one, but it's not the sort of thing I can mention in case I have it wrong...so we'll just have to leave it at it is.. :)
BathtubI recently took a shower, but in one that conjoins to a bath and I really needed to take a poop, I could feel it dying to come out, but I really didn't want to get the toilet seat wet, so I put my legs over the side of the bath. And slowly pushed my poop so it would land in the bath. I started by lightly pushing, and within no effort a giant solid poop slowly and painfully dropped straight onto the floor. I actually had to drop it into the toilet! A memorable and fun poo!
Public poop with sisters friendsSo the other day my sister was having her birthday party she was turning 11. So me being 14 I had to help out since it's just me and my mom. We took the girls to an Italian restaurant for starters and then we wanted to go to the movies after and the girls would stay the night also. So at the restaurant we asked all the girls to wash up so I had to take 6 10 and 11 years olds to the bathroom. There were 8 stalls and no one was in there I had to only pee at the time but my sister, and 3 other girls were pooping. The one next to me was making grunts and little silent farts. My sister was letting out some logs while the other girl was also letting our logs. Once I was done I got out washed up and made sure everyone was doing their business. Once everyone was out and we got our food and ate we went to the movies. So by this time I had to poop. My mom got the girls in the theater and asked if anyone needed a bathroom break. 2 girls joined me to go. As we entered not many stalls were filled. We found 3 stalls together while I took the middle. I pulled down my jeans and panties to my knees while the girls did the same. The were both wearing jeans and tennis shoes. I peed first then let out a long log with a fart! The girl on my right started to grunt followed by a plop! The one my left peed then I heard a pause followed by some crackling with 3 plops! I let out another fart with another log. It was kinda stinky. As I felt done I reached for toilet paper then I realized there wasn't any!!! I asked the girl on my right for some and shad gave me a couple wads. Then after i wiped I watched the two Gil's continue to plop more and we just made it in time for the movie! More later! Bye!
What tv show had a 24 yo peeing her bed? Whats the context?
Can't poop even after laxative or enemaMy name is Arielle. I'm 18, 5'4" with brown hair and blue eyes. I usually poop at least twice a day but I haven't been able to go at all for the past few days even after taking laxatives and having an enema... I tried looking up what the problem could be and didn't find anything. Has anyone else experienced this before? If so can someone please tell me what might be wrong with me? Also my butt was bleeding just a little after the enema
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