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korean girl

almost had a situation and in bathroom while friend pooped

I was at a friends house when I got the feeling to go poo. I asked if I could use her bathroom and she said yes. I went to her bathroom and pulled my tights and panties down and lifted my skirt. I let out a long quiet fart and began on my poo. I started pushing and it was hard coming out. I pushed a bit more and it was out but hurt. It was about 5 inches long and 3 inches wide. I actually clogged the toilet so I started getting embarrassed but I saw a plunger and it went down in one plunge.

Whew!!!

Later that evening she said she had to go drop some logs as she said. She then went on to say that she wanted to talk to me while she pooped. I said sure and she led me into the bathroom with her. She sat down and started peeing. After her stream died down she started pushing. Her face looked the same but I could see her body tighten up. She made about 8 plops. She wiped once and stood up. From where I was I saw that she had done eight small ones all about 2 inches long and an inch thick. After she pulled her pants up she suddenly pulled them back down. She sat on the toilet and farted. She then did a big push. She took a breath and said she had not gone in about a week. She pushed again and there was a loud plop sound. She wiped and I saw she did a log that was about 6 inches long and two inches wide. It didn't go down at first so she helped it with the plunger. She washed her hands and said "wait there is more." She sat down and made two more plops like the first batch and was done.

I have never heard of someone needing to go back to the toilet so many times with solid poo. I thought that was odd!! If anyone has had that happen to them before please tell.


Humiliated

Second day of college

I don't want to give my name but im a nomral 18 year old girl who just started college. Its in a new town away from home for the first time. Today I had a full class load and didn't get many breaks between class and finding the next rooms and stuff so i didn't get to go to the bathroom all afternoon and had to go really bad by the time i finished my last class this afternoon. It was around 5:00 and I just wanted to go back to my dorm, use the bathroom, change, and go get dinner. But I was a little lost and i guess took a wrong turn and finally figured it out and was back on my way when the urge to go got so bad I had to stop and squeeze to hold it in but not before losing a little pee into my panties. i was wearing a loose sundress so nobody could see anything. i kept walking but the urge got worse and i knew i didnt have long and was about to look for a bathroom but i was crossing the green (a big grassy area) so there was nothing nearby but tons of other students walking back and forth or sitting in the grass and stuff. i almost made it to the end and could see my dorm building when my body gave up and i felt my butt open and start to push. I stepped into the grass and squatted down and pretended to look in my backpack and just filled my panties with a huge load of crap and then peed through my panties into the grass. I felt like everyone was watching and knew what i was doing. i couldnt believe it. but nobody seemed to notice. after i finished i carefully felt around my dress and didnt feel any wetness so i carefully stood and slowly walked back to my room. the load felt huge and i was sure it would fall out but it stayed inside my panties. i got in my room and luckily my roommate was not there so i was able to clean up and shower without her knowing. i threw away the panties. i can't believe this happened at my age. thanks for letting me share.


SandraSue

I Tried

I had frequent wetting episodes when I was in early grade school. I do remember coming home from school with wet pants many times in 1st and 2nd grade. Sometimes I would wet in class and, usually, was scolded by the nun (I went to parochial school). This was in the 1960's and we weren't allowed to go home to change if we did have an accident. The prevailing philosophy was: If you want to wet your pants then you can wear them that way the rest of the day. The bigger issue, for me, was on the way home from school. I would frequently find myself needing a bathroom on the way home from school and would either decide to just wet myself (it was easier and nobody would notice since I always wore a dress to school) or I would have a genuine 'accident' where I just couldn't hold it until I got home. In this case I would casually continue walking home feeling my underpants getting more and more wet with each step no matter how much I tried to stop it.

When I began 3rd grade I had just turned 8 and I decided that I wanted to quit wetting my pants. Part of the reason for this is that my mother was getting more exasperated with my frequent wettings. Another part was that I thought 8 years old was a little old to be still wetting my pants. This went rather well for the first few weeks of school. I was kind of pleased that I was getting home and my panties were still dry. It also helped that my Mom wasn't nagging me about being too old to be wetting my pants all the time.

I do, however, recall a very stressful wetting I did have in the 3rd grade. I had left school and I didn't need a bathroom break very badly. I knew that I could get home in time to use the bathroom without an 'accident'. I did stop to play with a couple of friends on the school playground but everything still seemed to be OK. After playtime I began walking home with one of my friends and my need seemed to get more and more urgent but I still thought I could make it without embarrassing myself - especially in front of a friend. When I got to my house I went up on the porch while my friend continued to visit with me. Our porch was a large porch with sides that hid most of the porch. I remember standing on the porch and kind of leaning over the edge while visiting with my friend who was on the sidewalk. I began to feel a stronger urge and I began feeling like I might have an accident. Since she couldn't see anything below my waist I began to cross my legs and fidget to keep myself under control until I could go inside and use the bathroom. Pretty soon my friend asked me why I was being so jumpy. I didn't want to admit my growing need and I now realized that I couldn't uncross my legs without at least a little accident. I simply replied "I don't know" and I quit jumping about. I did, however, keep my legs crossed since she couldn't see me below the waist. I was now hoping that the urge would pass soon.

As we continued visiting I began to feel that I was going to lose the battle. I began to get that familiar feeling of damp underpants but decided to continue visiting since I now knew that I had lost it. I still hoped that my mom wouldn't find out. My friend then said that she had to get home and she left. By this time I no longer needed the bathroom but I was standing in a small puddle that I had made. At about this time my mom came out to tell me to come in and do my chores. As soon as she saw the puddle under me she remarked "I see that you've wet your pants again. When are you going to stop???" I knew that she was very angry with me. Her next comment really surprised me when she said "I'm not going to deal with this anymore. If you want to be wetting your pants then go ahead but you will find yourself very embarrassed someday."

I still tried to keep myself dry but it wasn't until 5th/6th grade that I did, finally, stay consistently dry. Some weeks were very good and other days and/or weeks were not so successful. If there is interest I will share more both before and after this event.


Brandon T

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To: Jemma as always another great poop story it sounds like it was a pretty good one to and I look forward to your next post thanks.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


blondiemaja

A good outside poop

I have posted before about taking a poop outside at home, we have an ideal set up (lots of land and a secluded area). A few minutes ago I could feel a poop knocking so I walked up to my spot, pulled my shorts down and popped a squat. A little peddle came right out, then nothing, I repositioned my stance and found a stick I could hold onto and press into the ground to add leverage. I started pushing again and out came a couple of more pebbles, then a groan and a big push later out came a good sized poop. I enjoy the freedom of pooping outside because it allows me to be as loud as I want without the worry of bothering anyone.

That's all for now


Janice

What to take for a massive gassy dump?

Hey guys, long time lurker here. Does anyone know of any good supplements to take for a big gassy dump? I am eager to have one for fun but I'm not much of a pooper. My poops tend to be fairly small and gasless. So boring!!! And it's weird because I eat a lot. Guess I'm just not much of a pooper lol.

I have heard that metamucil is pretty good for bulk? I'm wondering does it give you lots of gas and farting as well? I have heard lots of stories of people having explosive dumps haha and am eager to have one myself!!


Jill

Kids Pooping Habits

Hey everyone this is my first post and it seems like a good website to get some positive feedback from other mothers or females. I am a 45 year old woman with a healthy active lifestyle. I have three daughters. The oldest is 16 and the other two are 13 and 8. We feed them very healthy food and they always tend to eat a lot. My older two can eat A LOT of food, even junk food, and not gain a pound. I guess they have a fast metabolism. They all poop pretty big and it is the oldest one that shocks me. The other day we went to the mall for school shopping and she said, "Mom I really have to take a dump, will you come with me?" Apparently she had not been in three days so I took my 13 year old along and we went to the bathroom. The older one and I waited for a stall for a few minutes until one opened up. Out came a very pretty, tall and skinny blonde girl. We replaced her in the stall and were hit by a pretty big stink. It was clear she had taken quite a large poop judging off the skid mark in the bowl and the healthy poop aroma in the air. Anyways, my daughter dropped her pants to her ankles then took a seat. I asked her why she wanted me here and said to keep her company. I told her to hurry as we had to get back to my other daughter who ended up coming in to the stall. After a big fart, I heard some crackling for a while and a floomp sound. Then she was done. I thought to myself that she must have done a healthy poop if it was that quick. I could tell her poop was starting to stink up the stall. She finished wiping and we all looked into the toilet. There was a single log that must have been 18 inches long but we could only see part of it. It stretched from down the hole all the way up past the water line. I was surprised at how big her poop was. I guess I shouldn't be though. She is about 5'7 and 125 lbs. Considering how much she eats this might seem appropriate. So, we flushed her monster poop that made yet another large skid mark. And by the time we exited the stall we noticed how much of a stink she created. Next in line to use our stall was a girl of about 14. So, is it fine for my daughter to be pooping every 2 or 3 days even if it is that big. She says that those are her normal size but she is not very regular. Any feedback appreciated!

Thanks,
Jill :)


accident on the PCH

I recently visited the west coast to see my brother and a lady friend of mine who have both no end out that way in recent years. One of the Saturdays I was there my lady friend and I took a drive along the PCH so I could see the Pacific Ocean and other scenery. We were out most of the day and never stopped anywhere established, just stopped at the side of the road and got out a few times to go on the beach. After a while we were both hungry and she asked if I wanted to hear toward Malibu and find a place to eat. I said "yeah I guess its a good time to do that" and she said "yeah I need to go to the bathroom kind of bad too." I nodded and we continued on. She was driving and I noticed her squirming a lot in her seat so it was obvious she was getting desperate. We reached Malibu and found a little Mexican place to eat. We had to park kind of far up the road and walk back to it because it was crowded in town, being a Saturday in August. She mentioned again as we started the walk to the restaurant that she couldn't wait to get to the bathroom. We must have made it like 25 feet before she was like "this isn't gonna work." I asked what she meant and she's like "walking is making if harder to hold it I don't think I can make the walk there...do you mind if we get back in the car and find some place I can park close to?" I obliged her and we got back in the car- it would wind up being a big big mistake for her. As soon as we pulled back onto the highway and continued further not only did the town pretty much turn into nothing but residences and beach but traffic picked up getting closer to LA. so soon we were just sitting with nothing public nearby. She started to get anxious and was breathing heavy but also kind of laughing at the situation she found herself in. She said to me "what would you do if I peed my pants right now? Like in front of you? Would you still be my friend?" She was joking around. I said "I would definitely still be your friend but I would of course tease you about it." She said nothing and just sat perfectly still staring forward, then she sighed heavily. I looked at her lap to see a big wet stain growing between her thighs. She started laughing and blushing and said "I'm sorry it's the worst I've ever had to pee that I can remember.... I couldn't help it." She just kept laughing awkwardly but was clearly humiliated, and i just chuckled at her and put my hand on her shoulder and told her not to worry. We wound up just sitting through the traffic with her in her wet pants and underwear and hit up a drive thru on the way back to her place. To make it even funnier as soon as we got in she still dashed for the bathroom and was in there for a bit. I thought she was just cleaning up and changing but when she came it she said "I almost made it without the other accident...just glad I didn't do THAT in the car..." upon making her explain more she revealed that she had also badly needed to poop the whole time but held it up until that point, but she was already pooping her pants as we entered her apartment and that's why she ran to the bathroom.


Abby

My job and my boss

Well I back sorry I have posted in a while I been very busy well here my story I just got fired for something I had nothing to do with so anyway he let me work the rest of the shift cause the we're short on workers so I figured I would leave him something to remember me by so I went to his office with my look out and I told to un hook the cameras for 15 mins thin I in his office open up bottom side desk drogue and squat over it and drop 3 14" smelly log then I got a text saying he coming I pull my jeans leave a note it said f you scum bag then the cameras was hook up and we all left that morning but before we got the door he ask us all some is we was in his office. We said no


So This i was about 6 years old,And i was in the house by myself for like few minutes.Cause my parents went to the store.Afterwards they called saying there going out and a babysitter will come in 45 mins.I hang up around 15 later.I was Just laying on the bed just in my panties,Just Laughing to myself and Ripping farts.Until my stomach started to hurt.I didnt feel like going to the bathroom and sit on that cold toilet seat.So i walked into the bathroom.Squated and Just relax,I let out a few more farts,Then few secs later my crotch area was Soaked.Then i stood there for awhile.And i Poop in my panties.I didnt care.Then i sat down and felt a The poop mash in my buttcrack.Then i heard a knock and jangle of keys then a open i instatly freak out take off the panties hide them,Before i could do anything i had to go again so i sat on the toilet.The babysitter arrived and she saw me naked taking a poop.Awkward silence,then a very huge fart...


Tlana

2 Bursting Bladders, 1 Toilet

This past weekend I babysat for Tanner Rae, a 5-year-old I've only had one other time. She behaves well, especially since her parents are divorcing, but when we're out and away from home, she waits until she's about to burst her bladder before telling me she needs to go to the bathroom. I realize being at the state fair with several thousand people is a new experience for her, but there were lines, actually some long lines stretching out of each of the toilet buildings. I'd remembered using a portable potty down by the race track last year, so I walked Tanner Rae over there. It was quite a walk and she held her hand between her legs most of the time, while I pulled her through the crowd as fast as she could walk. We were literally walking through sand and dust for the last block or so to get to the set of a dozen or so toilet booths. There was a large group of about 70 or 80 people at the top of about five stairs on a wooden porch waiting for the next of the green doors to swing open. The lady in front of us said she had been in line for 20 minutes. She was getting even hotter with the strong sunlight and humidity.

Tanner Rae continued to complain and move around in pain. When a door would open, the next person would hurry in. I couldn't tell exactly what happened, but a mother and very young boy went in together, but there wasn't enough space to close the door, so she had to come back outside. You could hear she was mad and she was yelling at him through the door. Finally, about five minutes later, we were next in line and watching for a door to open. I could feel that I too needed to wee and the wait and worry about Tanner Rae having an accident didn't help. Finally, an old lady with a cane came out of the second toilet and I yanked the door open before it closed, and shoved Tanner Rae in. It was obvious that the two of us couldn't fit, so just as Tanner Rae seated herself on the toilet, I quickly slipped out, slammed the door behind me, and waited. It seemed like a long time ... then a longer time and I heard a noise against the door (probably her swinging legs because she gets restless) so I asked her what was wrong. I could tell she was crying, but what I could make out was that she wasn't able to get her wee to start.

After about 10 minutes, I too was in more pain. I knew there wouldn't be enough space for both of us in there, but I asked her to open the door. I didn't want her to expose herself to everyone that might have been watching in the line, so once she opened the door I bumped into her and latched the door as fast as I could. I dropped my shorts and pushed her off the stool, then placed her on my lap, just as my wee stream blasted out. How we created the extra space I don't know, but by moving all the way back, opening my legs as wide as I could (even though it hurt me because of my small size) there was a tiny space to place her between my legs. Immediately her stream started and between the two of ours, there was a good amount of noise. Since there was no water in the bowl, it was like faucet water falling into an empty metal pail. Within a couple of minutes both of our bladders were drained. I calmed her down as she pulled her shorts up and opened the door enough for her to go out as I fastly as got off the toilet and pulled my shorts up.

The crowd of those waiting in line had gotten even longer while we were in there. The second time we had to wee a couple of hours later we waited in the line at one of the main restroom buildings. They were hot and dirty but Tanner Rae had no problem weeing right after she was seated. It was also a privilege to be able to wash our hands and use a paper towel to wipe off our sweat.


KM

Question - If your spouse/SO had an accident...

Hey guys,

I've been a "lurker" around here for quite a while. I've had my share of bathroom related experiences, and an old friend was just sharing one of her own with me. The topic came up after a few drinks, we were discussing her ex-fiance (a total jerk), and she told me about one time she had an accident - ok, she pooped her pants. In front of him. How humiliating, right? But he actually YELLED at her! Really? I couldn't believe that. Sure, it's embarassing. But we're all only human, right? Here she is, sitting in her own mess, in public, and he's got the nerve to yell at her? How do you treat someone you love that way?

So it got me to thinking, and now I'm curious. How many of you have witnessed your significant other have an accident? What did you do? Or have you had an accident in front of your SO?

If you haven't actually witnessed that, if your SO did have an accident, how would you react?


Victoria F.
Hi everyone. Yesterday I went out to eat at a restaurant. After finishing my meal, I was feeling an urge to poop. So I paid my bill and visited the bathroom on the way out. There were two stalls, but one was marked "Out of Order" and the other was taken. Whoever was in the stall was obviously pooping as well, because there was a definitely smell of a healthy dump in the air.

I didn't hear anything for a little while, and then there was a loud, fairly long fart. That was followed by a big splash and another smaller splash. I listened closely and heard a faint grunt and then the crackling sound of a turd coming out.

I was starting to have to go pretty bad by then, and I let off several silent farts. From the person in the stall meanwhile, there was a plop, then she began to roll off toilet paper. She wiped quite a lot and flushed the toilet, and shortly flushed a second time before exiting the stall.

It was on of the waitresses who worked at the restaurant (I could tell because of her uniform). She was a small blonde girl, probably no more than 18 years old. She seemed very embarrassed, and practically ran to the sinks as I entered the stall.

I sat down on the toilet, as the girl very quickly washed her hands and left the bathroom. I let out three good-sized turds of my own, adding to the already quite substantial smell the waitress had left behind. I didn't mind though. As I was wiping, I heard the bathroom door open and whoever it was said something like "Yuck!" and immediately left the bathroom. She obviously couldn't handle the stink. I finished wiping, flushed, then washed my hands and headed home.


JOHN

Random replies

Hi its John B.

First of all hello and thankyou to Keith - Van man. Its good to hear from a fellow Brit and a fellow professional driver to boot.

Over the course of the years I've been in similar situations to the one you described on many occasions and like you have enjoyed the moment immensely!

This brings me to a situation I found myself in in Llangollen last Thursday.

I was driving back from Holyhead along the A5 with my wife and mother when we decided to take both a meal and comfort break as all three of us were busting for a pee and something to eat.

We parked the car and found a lovely restaurant. We asked for a table for three and were no problem about 5 minutes which was fine as it enabled us to us the lavatory prior to being seated. My mother went first and my wife said that she 'd left her handbag in the car so I said I'd get it. On returning my with wife had now gone into the loo but I'd lost my space to a well groomed brunette about 5'7" in high heels and not unlike Susanna Reid in appearance. My wife came out and said sorry you've lost your place I'll see your at the table.

Anyway I suddenly heard the pulling of toilet paper and came to realise I'd been there for about ten minutes. More toilet paper was unrolled and a minute or so later I heard the clicking of heels on the stone floor and the noise of flushing followed by the noise of a hand drier whereupon the door opened and said brunette exited looked at me and mouthed sorry and I gave her a half smile.

Upon entering the small but brightly lit cubicle I was met with the aroma of poo and perfume which to me wasn't unpleasant. In the bowl were several skidmarks and a Malteser sized piece of poo floating in the water!

When I went to pee I kept aiming at this little poo forcing it under the water but it kept bobbing up again. I wiped the end of my penis (an advantage of unisex toilets) flushed and this time everything disappeared, skiddies and all so blushes spared all round.

On returning upstairs to our table I made eye contact with the woman and winked and she gave a knowing smile back. Got to our table and my wife whispered that she realized that the woman had needed a number 2 and that's what kept me. I said I'd tell her the full story later and she gave me a poke in the ribs and giggled.

Hope you enjoyed!

Jemma haven't forgotten you and will post my story to you sometime next week.

Take care everyone here its you that makes this forum so special. We're all from different backgrounds, ethnicities and generations but with a common interest and long may it last!

John B x


Blind Guy

Moral Support for Christa: Slightly Off Topic

Greetings. I sincerely hope the mods and readers will forgive this mostly off topic post, and understand that I write this in support of Christa. Seems to me she could use some. I am mildly autistic, so I don't have as many problems in that arena as you probably do. But I am totally blind, and because of that I am treated much the same. Blind for most people equals helpless, useless, incompetent ETC, especially when it comes to ignorant public and certain family members. I think most if not all of us "disabled" folks have at least one family member or more who simply refuses to treat us like people rather than a misconception, stereotype or worthless helpless nothing. The problem is, there's not a bloody (I would normally use a stronger word) thing you can do about it if they are not willing to make a tiny little adjustment in whatever passes for brains in their obviously mostly empty heads. I know I can't help, but I would at least like to say that I know all to well how it feels to be in your shoes in this instance. It's harder to do than to give this advice, but I wouldn't let your anxiety cause you to avoid using the bathroom whenever you need it. For one thing, you are having more than enough trouble as it is without making things worse by not getting to the bathroom in time, which naturally increases the frequency of accidents. That is causing you even more unnecessary problems than you already have, which in turn increases anxiety and stress, which in turn increases the bathroom issues. It's a vicious cycle of negative effect that is difficult to reverse I'm sure, but I certainly think not letting your anxiety keep you from geting to a bathroom whenever needed would help to mitigate it. I'm embarrassed if I have to ask for a bathroom while in someone's car, but I do what I need to do. If your thinner pull-ons are not able to keep you dry and comfortable during such mong trips, you might try some thicker pull-ons, belted or beltless undergarments or briefs. Abri-Wing is a thicker and highly absorbent beltless undergarment that offers similar protection to a full fledged brief/diaper but without the taping and all that plastic that can show or cause problems. You'd need to get them on line, as stores do not carry them, but they are well worth the price if that's what you need. It might not be the most ideal solution, but it's better than being wet anyway. I hope this experience is not going to make things worse for you, and that you are able to find other arrangements next year. It doesn't seem right that your younger sister should get the "normal" treatment while you are relegated to this crazy relative who obviously hasn't the brains or the heart or the courage (sorry, huge Wizard of Oz fan here) to accept you as you are and work with that. Is there any way you can explain to your mother how you feel and what it's like? I can't talk to my parents very easily, but I find writing them letters much easier. . As for your aunt's potty training comments... let's just say that any chance at all this post has of actually making it on the site would be shot into a billion tiny pieces if I voiced my opinion of her and her attitude. Besides, mixed company and all. I wish I could offer you more in terms of support, but posting personal info on a public forum is extremely dangerous and would probably be excised by mods anyway. But if you aren't already aware, there are plenty of on line and social media forums that you can use, both anonymously and otherwise, with people in similar situations. I belong to a number of Autie and Aspie forums on Facebook and on line, and the people there are mostly great and extremely supportive. I apologize for the bloody long essay, but I feel for you and wanted to at least offer some support and suggestions and sympathy. How's the bedwetting coming by the way? I'm sure being at Miss Gulch's didn't help, as I always found high stress to make mine much more severe, but I hope things have calmed down for you. Bloody best of luck, and please keep us posted.


Mina
First of all, sorry sorry sorry, I forgot to put my name at top of the hot spring story. It's Mina's story!!

To Stan: Maybe you wrote about my friend Kazuko. I described her before, but I don't remember when. She's medium height, a bit slim, not very slim, but I'm fatter. Long straight hair, she dyed it brown. Very uneven teeth because she eat too many sweet things from time she was a little girl, and now too. But beautiful smile, even with uneven teeth. She has warmest smile in the world. She has high cheekbones and very cute round cheeks. She's in her 20s like me. Her bottom is average size, a bit smaller than mine, and very cute.

To Victoria B: Sorry make you jealous. Me too I like to think about things on loo, so I don't take laptop. I do a motion and then sit there and think about many things and then do another motion and then think and then…. until I am empty.
Public loos in Japan have got much better in last few years. But there are still many dark dirty loos especially in office blocks and in hospitals they are so inhospitable. And often even new light public loos, they don't have hand dryer, and if they do it's only one so if many people we have to be quick. In Wales and London I found loos with many hand dryers and also hot water. In Japan never! except in some hotels.
We don't have high doors. I surprised in Wales and England. I don't like. I put trousers and panties at my knees when I do motion. I've never been to USA. Thank you for information about loo in USA.

About hot spring story, when i tap my friend on bottom, not at all hard! Only little one.

Mina


shannondynasty

oldpoop

old poop in your ideal poop story were you farting in the car on the way home?


Annie

Swollen sore stomach and trapped gas

The other day (Tuesday) I did a long soft poop that looked like a log (literally). I did nothing on Wednesday unfortunately and for most of the day my stomach was really sore and my pants felt tight and uncomfortable on me. I think it was trapped gas though because when I went to bed last night and laid on my left side (the side I sleep on) I was farting up a storm and felt a little better. My husband and I were out for most of the day yesterday so I had no chance to try to sit on the toilet or do the things I normally do to try and poop. I'm hoping increasing the water today (since I had only 3 bottles of water yesterday as opposed to about 6 large (reusable) ones that I normally drink). We did tons of exercising too yesterday. Lots of walking around downtown since we were there for a doctor's appointment (mine-neurologist). So I don't understand why that didn't trigger my bowels. But my husband said my farting at bedtime traveled downstairs and stunk up the living room. Oops. Poor hubby.


Sammy
To Victoria B. Thanks for responding to my survey. You had some pretty interesting stories about crapping. The one about taking a crap at the dinner party and your dad taking 20 minutes to fix the clog sounds very embarrassing I hope that never happens to me. See ya Sammmy.


Brandon.B
To Christa: sorry, that sounds awful! i hope you are enjoying time back home!


Slice

To Christa:

Hey, sorry to hear of you're lousy week. Have you tried talking to your mom about why you can't stay with your sister? It might be hard for you to do that, but if you can sit down with her and ask her without complaining or whining, you might be able to get some insight into it. It's possible that she doesn't think that your sister is ready to stay with you alone for that much time. If your sister is working, it's not going to be that easy for her to leave her job to be with you when needed. Another thing you might want to try (but talk to your mom about it first)is next time you're with your aunt, politely, but firmly say no when she goes to hug you. That goes for others as well. One more thing to consider is when your aunt is treating you like a little child, try just a firm reminder of your age, "I'm 23, not 3". This needs to be done in a very firm and matter of fact way without tears or anger. Maybe your mom has some ideas on how you can deal with this directly with your aunt that won't be too stressing on you and also keep the peace in the family. BTW, you may have psychological/emotional issues, but it's clear from your writing that you are in fact a very bright and articulate young woman. Hang in there and stay strong.


Tinfoil Hat

Clogging toilets

To Catherine and anyone else who has experienced with clogging toilets, the problem is the way toilets are made in your country.
American made toilets have very narrow waterways and if you see them sideways you'll notice a coiled relief on the pedestal porcelain. That's because they're siphoning toilets- that is, the water flow bypasses the waste thereby dragging it down the waterway, and it won't happen without a big pool of water in the pan and the narrow passage. So the water may flow freely, but bigger than nornal waste just stays in the pan or may clog the waterway if not breaken up with something like a plunger. Another consequence of the whole setup is the familiar splashback when your turds are short and won't coil. On the other hand, the amount of water in the pan reduces the likelyhood of skidmarks, and that's why plungers are often if not always missing in American private bathrooms. One of my relatives went on honeymoon in the USA this summer and gave me all the details.

Italian and, generally speaking, European toilets (maybe Australian ones too) instead rely on the washdown method, that is, the waste goes down the drain along with the water flow, so waterways are wide and the water pool is therefore smaller and placed inside a sort of splash guard, so no splashback (well, it still happens sometimes, but you can't manage to soak your whole cheeks). On the other hand you'd always find a plunger placed between the toilet and the wall because skidmarks are nearly always made.

It seems that siphoning American-style toilets are nowhere to be found here in Italy and they aren't made or sold. I just don't understand the reason and i'd like my toilet to be American-style. I'm yet to clog it even after eating like a beast and it would be fun to clog a toilet and then un-clog it, in my opinion. The splashback may also help with your own cleaning if you get what i mean (even if you could be heard by the whole neighbourhood while you're going).


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Christa it sounds like you had a pretty rough time.

To: Korean Girl great story it sounds like you had a really good poop and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Mina great story it sounds like you and your friends all had pretty good poops and I bet you felt good afterwards to and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Victoria F great story it sounds like you got a really good show in that bathroom.

To: Keith Van-Man great story it sounds like she had a good poop.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Jemma

reply to John B :)

Hi everyone & especially John B...
thank you for your questions i'd be happy to answer them no problem.
it's nice u liked my live post,
1/ yes i do carry tissues in my handbag but i've been ok really i always check (except 1 time at a cinema when i didnt & had to change cubicles.. was so embarrassing) quickly beforehand that loo roll is indeed plenty.
2/ there was a time when i ran out of loo roll after a messy big desperate poo in town & i used my handbag tissues too & felt like i had a messy bum still so i went to superdrug & bought some tissues went back to the public loo & wiped thoroughly. Thankfully i had black knickers on so skidmarks couldn't be seen.
3/ at school teachers were horrible about it thought i was skiving lessons etc but in hindsight that made me cope well today with how i am because at the end of the day i couldn't help it. I just cope because i have to no good letting it get me down, thats who i am, my mum had written my school letters explaining about my stomach & everything but i assume they got sniggered at & chucked in the bin - sympathetic lot they were!

Well thanks for taking an interest in what i share John, as always more from me soon.
take care everyone, J xx


Thursday, August 28, 2014


Zip

Loving my new toilet set up

I had to replace my toilet recently and I also ended up buying a squatty potty and hand held sprayer. Although the toilet is higher than the previous one, I love the squatting stool and sprayer! I've had some loose stools lately, and the sprayer helps wash down the bowl so I don't have to use the toilet brush. And of course, my bum is much cleaner than ever before. I've had a couple of friends see my set up and I just tell them that it is great. So much cleaner. The stool makes crapping into the higher bowl easier, too. I even installed a hook on the wall so I can hang up my underwear and jeans since I usually take them off now when I dump. Definitely recommend this set up for everyone!


Shelbi

College Poo

I was in my third class of the day at college, about 11am and I really needed to poo. I had needed to go before I even left the house but didn't have time because I was running late, so at this point it was becoming pretty urgent. I knew I wouldn't be able to wait until my break nearly an hour away so I shyly and quietly asked to be excused. My lecturer said it was okay and I headed to the girls bathrooms a couple of floors down. I'm so glad they're close! I opened the door and went around the corner to be greeted with 5 toilets without any stalls. The toilet roll was on the tank. It truly was an open bathroom. Opposite the toilets were the sinks so anybody washing their hands would be able to see anything. Next to me on the wall was a sign that read "Due to repeated vandalism we have been left with no choice but to remove the stalls. Sorry for any inconvenience" I really didn't want to use these toilets but I needed to go so bad that I had no option. I walked over to the toilet furthest away and pulled down my skinny jeans and white thong just far enough to go, sitting on the seat. After a couple of seconds I farted and a soft poop started coming out of me. The relief felt incredible. It only took a few moments for it to begin curling around the bowl. As my poo was coming out I took care of another need and peed for 15 seconds. My poo broke off with a quiet flump shortly after. I knew I wasn't done so I stayed seated and managed to push out another three, smaller pieces. I reached behind and reeled off some toilet roll, wiping my behind 5 times and my front once. I flushed, stood up and redressed before washing my hands. I then returned to class with a huge smile on my face. I was so proud of myself for going in a bathroom like that.


N.I girl

Newbie

Hi all. Im new here and dont really have an interesting story at the minute although i am a bit constipated. Havent been since Sun. Feel the need to go but nothing happening bar a few gassy, airy farts. Hope to today. Dont usually get constipation. I go either everyday or every other day.

I have a question. Do people on here ever do a live poop session? Im thinking of maybe doing one. Either for this dump or another. Just wondering. If not i'll just post up my story once i finally go.

Anyway i enjoy the posts on here and maybe i'll contribute some more. Im off to try and see if this poop is for coming.

Bye all.


Jemma

reply to John B :)

Hi everyone & especially John B...
thank you for your questions i'd be happy to answer them no problem.
it's nice u liked my live post,
1/ yes i do carry tissues in my handbag but i've been ok really i always check (except 1 time at a cinema when i didnt & had to change cubicles.. was so embarrassing) quickly beforehand that loo roll is indeed plenty.
2/ there was a time when i ran out of loo roll after a messy big desperate poo in town & i used my handbag tissues too & felt like i had a messy bum still so i went to superdrug & bought some tissues went back to the public loo & wiped thoroughly. Thankfully i had black knickers on so skidmarks couldn't be seen.
3/ at school teachers were horrible about it thought i was skiving lessons etc but in hindsight that made me cope well today with how i am because at the end of the day i couldn't help it. I just cope because i have to no good letting it get me down, thats who i am, my mum had written my school letters explaining about my stomach & everything but i assume they got sniggered at & chucked in the bin - sympathetic lot they were!

Well thanks for taking an interest in what i share John, as always more from me soon.
take care everyone, J xx


christa
im having a real hard time lately. my mom has to go out of town twice a year for her job and whenever she does, i have to go stay with my aunt jena even though my younger sister gets to stay home alone (im 23, shes 18.). i hate it! my aunt treats me like a toddler! she's always thought autistic means helpless and retarded. i had to stay with her all last week, and as usual, it was awful! the drive to her house is nearly 8 hours. i was so stressed that i forgot to ask for the bathroom when i had to go. i wet my pullup twice. when we got there, my mom asked me if i needed to go pee. i said no but it had been nearly four hours since id last peed and i did need to go again. she asked me if i was wet and i said no. i thought i could wait til we got to my aunt's but i was too stressed. we pulled into her driveway and i dribbled a little. my pullup was already soaked and squishy between my legs. i was trying not to cry. i dribbled some more walking up the driveway with my mom. when my aunt opened the door, she screamed hi so loud (as usual) i almost cried. she hugged my mom and then grabbed me in a huge hug (which my mother has asked her for years not to do cuz being touched is so hard for me). i cried out, started to stim and i peed in my already swollen pullup. i soaked right thru it and made a puddle on the floor of my aunt's foyer. my aunt told my mom. "its ok. ill potty train her for u this week." and thus started the beginning of a totally shitty week with my insane aunt. ill write more about it in my next post. im just so glad to b home.


korean girl

old story

I have no new story so I will talk about an old one. I was I think 16 when this happened. My family and I went to a popular mexican restaurant. This place was very lively and the bathrooms were located near the bar away from the people eating. I had not gone in a few days and suddenly got desperate. We had just finished ordering and I told my family I had to go to the ladies room and excused myself. When I got there I saw a woman waiting in front of the door. She did not look desperate. The person in the bathroom was taking a long time and I was getting more desperate. A girl that looked in her twenties finally exited and the girl in front went in. She was out fast she must have just peed. When I went in I was very very desperate!!! I felt like I was going to crap myself and I was fiddling with the lock. The lock was in two parts and they did not fit up right. I tried my best with it but the urge was starting to get too strong. I rushed to the toilet and sat down. I started letting out a long soft shit when suddenly the door opened. A woman saw me and quickly shut the door without saying anything. I felt embarrassed but my shit was still coming out. It felt really good but I was not able to fully enjoy it from the embarrassment. When I was done I looked and it was about 7 inches long and 1 inch wide. I quickly wiped, flushed, and went back to the table.


Sammy

Response to my survey

To Catherine:

Thank you for responding to my survey. And so fast, too. I didn't get around to reading your other posts. I've been coming here for a long time, but not that long. I enjoyed reading about your experience taking a dump at your prom. That could've turned out to be really embarrassing.
As for the story about clogging the toilet on a previous post #1817 I'll have read it and get back to you.

Love Sammy.


Victoria B.

Survey and Responses

To Mina:
It sounds like considerably more thought is put into public toilets in Japan than in the US and I have to say I'm jealous. Everyone needs to go so why not make it better experience for all? Here, we have stall partitions that are a bit too far off the ground for privacy (though that would be less of a problem for me if I got out of the habit of taking my pants/skirt and underwear down to my ankles when I sit down on the toilet), bad locks on stall doors, and paper that leaves your bottom raw and sore. Like you, my plops tend to be big and I sometimes need to get up and flush while I'm going to try to avoid clogging the toilet, a problem I've had since I was a little girl. My time on the toilet is as much about thinking and reflecting as it is pushing and plopping, so I prefer to take as long as my body needs. I often feel like going again after I've finished!

Sammy's survey:
I: My most awkward experience was actually at home. I was eleven years old and my parents had company over for dinner. I needed to poop while we were eating and I made the mistake of not using the bathroom I shared with my older sister. A bowl full of logs and paper resulted in a clog that took my dad twenty minutes to fix. It was embarrassing, to say the least.

II: Yes, to the extent that my best friend Michaela, in one of her cheekier moments, got me a new plunger for my birthday last fall. It's pink and it sits next to my toilet to this day.

III: All of my loads are pretty big on average. My biggest was probably five or six 8" logs of about an inch and a half in diameter.

IV: I'm currently single but I suppose it would depend on the man!


Tlana

My Answers to Questions/Surveys

Sammy's survey questions:

1. What was the most awkward moment/place you had to take a dump?

Last fall when I was with my mom at my 8th grade required parent/teacher conference. Five minutes before our time to begin going around to like six teachers, I knew I had to poo. I immediately excused myself and went down the hall to the bathroom. It was unusual, but like I was 3 days constipated, so after five minutes on the stool in a doorless stall, my mom walks in and can readily identify me pinching them off. She was concerned that we would be criticized for being late, which we were and mom wasn't too happy about that.

2. Have you ever clogged the toilet at a friends/relatives house? What were the circumstances and the consequences?

My aunt yelled at me and my cousin (who like me was 8 at the time) told his parents and I got a lesson in using the plunger. It scared me and took me 3 or 4 tries to get it to work properly.

3. What is the size of the biggest load you've made at one time.

My piece of poo at a church picnic was the size of the largest banana I had ever seen. It stood straight up from the bottom of the bowl to about three inches above the water line. Sonya Sue was with me that day and said it was something she could never beat me on. And that's saying a lot for her!

4) Do you feel comfortable crapping/peeing/farting is front of your GF/BF wife/husband? Why or why not?

Yes. A couple of my male friends have gone in with me, especially when we've been biking and when we take a break at a relatively remote restroom. Most of the time it is the first or one of the first times they've seen a girl go to the bathroom. Once this summer, both me and Lorenz used the ladies room in the park. There were just two toilets located across from one another without stalls or doors. I weed; he pooed.

Steve A's question:

Does it really matter if one uses an unlocked single stall bathroom of the opposite sex if their gender's bathroom is locked?

No it doesn't matter. When you gotta go you gotta go!

Anonymous's questions:

1. When you pee does come out is it in a trickle, spray or stream? At home or at a friend's house, I'm more at ease so its a stream. In really large public bathrooms, it may start as a trickle and progress into a spray. This is especially true if I'm nervous because the stall is doorless or there's little kids looking in on me.

2. If so, how long of a spray or stream? Minimum of at least a minute; if I'm really loaded it may take me two minutes or more to empty my bladder.

3. Have you ever peed squatting or straddling? Yes, once when my grandma was traveling with me. She didn't want me to sit butt-down on the seat and there was no toilet paper to put over it. It hurt me and my pee ran down my inner leg.

4. If so, how far did your pee travel? Down may leg, as I said above, and my butt was still touching the seat because I'm only 3'4" high.

5. Do you push your pee or let gravity do the work? Gravity.

6. Does your pee make a hissing or whistling noise as it comes out? Kind of a hissing splash.

7. If so, was it the loudest as a child, preteen or adult? I'm 14 now and it seems to be getting louder.

8. Was your pee stream or spray strongest as a child, preteen, teen or adult? I'm 14 now and it seems to be getting stronger.


OK, so here is hot spring story. We decided to go to hot spring resort for 3 days, this time Hisae came too so we were four. Very nice place, weather was not so bad, though this year in Japan very wet summer. So we walked around and took bath many times . And we ate and ate and ate. Hotel meals are very big but we ate everything!

On second day, I think no one did motion. We agreed, if someone want to go, she go, not hold in. But even Hisae didn't go. She goes often, her motions come out easily. She doesn't stay so long time.

On third day after breakfast, about AM 9, Maho said "motion time?" and we all laughed. And Maho said "I wanna go, how about you girls?" And all 3 said yes, and we laughed again, and then stopped laughing suddenly so neighbor wouldn't hear.

We decided Hisae go first. She is maybe quickest! She went in and closed door, but not locked. She flushed after about 4 minutes, but didn't come out, and we heard funny noise, so we went to door. She had her head in loo! "Hisae do you feel sick?" "No I left dirty loo so I am cleaning." Hisae stood up, but suddenly very quickly she pulled down shorts and panties and did u-turn and sat back down on loo and Whooosh! looked at us, and suddenly very long burururururu sound under her bottom. "Are you OK?" "Yes… feel good, but can I stay here bit?" Kazuko said with wicked grin, "No" and Maho hit her on bottom. "Kazuko is stupid" Maho said to Hisae. Kazuko said "joke" and hit Maho on bottom and we went back to main room and drank tea and talked while Hisae did more bururururu. After few minutes Hisae came to us and said "finished" and Kazuko poured tea for her.

Maho went next. Maho is often constipate and if she goes at once time she wants to go, it is good, she says, so we said to Maho, do you think you can go, and Maho said yes. But for long time we heard no noise so i went to loo and opened door a bit. Maho had very red face. "Maho are you OK?" "Yes" said Maho with painful sound and at same time I heard very loud PLOP from under her bottom. "It came out!" said Maho but her face got red again at once and very soon again very loud heavy PLOP. I said to Maho, I go back, take your time. Maho said, Thanks. After that we heard many many big plop sounds. Maybe 10. Maho's motions are very hard and heavy. After about 20 minutes Maho came to us. "Thank you! It ALL came out. I feel so good now!" WE all smiled. We love Maho very very much.

Kazuko, said, "Mina you go next." But I said, "you know how long I stay on loo. Is it really OK?" But Kazuko said, "I too want to stay long time." I could understand because Kazuko sometimes come to my flat to do motion because at home she can't relax, her parents get angry if she does big motion,because they say she should be Yamato Nadeshiko which is Japanese fairy princess. So I said "OK" and went into loo and pulled down shorts and panties and sat down. After Hisae and Maho, my motion was fairly normal, about once in a minute one plop, sometimes two plops together, after about five of them I flush, then do more, same as every time for me. After about 8 minutes I opened the door little and said, "Kazuko are you OK?" Kazuko got up and came to the loo and gave me very beautiful smile, a motion came out of my bottom just that moment! Kazuko gave me even more beautiful smile and went back to main room and I shut the loo door and did next motion.

They said I was 15 minutes, usual for me. Kazuko went to loo. We heard usual sounds, plop quite often same as me, then flush, then suddenly bururururu like hisae, then very very big gas noises! We ran to loo. "Kazuko are you OK?" "Yes….I have diarrhea a little, but feel OK. I want to stay more, OK?" We couldn't hit her on bottom because her bottom was on the loo and very busy and…well I won't say.

Kazuko finally came out to us, she was 17 minutes. "Wow I feel good!" We all feel sorry for Kazuko because of fairy princess thing.Of course we all felt good. That day was last in hotel so we packed bags and checked out, but we stayed in area until evening and did sightseeing. During sightseeing Kazuko did motion again. But she said she was better, only ate too much.

Maybe nearly one hour we spent going to loo. But not waste of time. because we felt so good! China girl often says on this site, poor toilet. I think our hotel room toilet was even more poor. because FOUR times from four different full bottoms! Maybe 6 kilos…or 7??

Sorry, very long story. But if you bored you don't read, I think. I want to say thank you to Brandon, because you often say, nice story and please give next story. If I make you happy, I am happy too.

Mina


Lara
Hey, I thought I'd answer a survey. Just to let you know, my last pee was two minutes before I wrote this and I did a little poo this morning. I last farted on the way home from school haha.

1. When you pee, does it come out in a trickle, spray, or stream? My pee trickles out usually.

2. If so, how strong of a stream or spray? it's pretty weak.

3. Have you ever peed squatting or standing? yes I've squatted to pee quite a few time and I have stood once.

4. If so, how far did your pee travel? It just sort of rolls down the front of my legs if I stand. If I'm squatting then it usually just falls directly out of my peeing-part straight on to the ground.

5. Do you push your pee out or let gravity do the work? Yeah I usually push it so I don't spend ages on the toilet, especially if people are with me so they don't think I am doing a poo.

6. Does you pee make a hissing or whistling sound as it comes out? yeah it hisses as it comes out

7. If so, was it loudest as a child, preteen, teen, or adult? ehm, I've not really noticed but I suppose maybe as an adult just because I'm bigger now

8. Was your pee stream or spray strongest as a child, preteen, teen, or adult? as my pee tends to treacle out, it's mostly stayed the same throughout my life.


Sammy

Catherine's answer to my survey

Catherine,

I read both of your stories on your previous posts about clogging up the toilet. They sounded really disgusting. The one about pooping at a guy's condo was the more disgusting of the two. You must have been really embarrassed when that happened. I would definitely be embarrassed if I made a load like that at a girl's place and it clogged the toilet. Keep those great stories coming.

See ya, Sammy,


Victoria F.
Hi again. I like Victoria B's idea of putting a last initial on our names, so people don't get confused. I'm the Victoria who posted about listening at my office, by the way.

Anyway, I have another story today. It's from Friday at work. I was returning from lunch and stopped in the bathroom to piss. As usual, all four stalls were taken, and from the sounds and smells, it seemed like all four women were pooping. I listened and enjoyed the 'music' of farts and splashes and plops until there was a flush and one of the stalls opened up.

I went in and sat down on the warm seat and began to have my much needed piss. After, I had a few more minutes until I was due back at work, so I stayed and listened to the woman in the next stall. She was having what seemed like a big dump, letting out a lot of loud plops. She finished up and wiped and her stall was immediately taken by another woman who just needed to pee. I wiped, flushed, and went to wash my hands then.


charm alarm

Loud stomach

I did something a bit regrettable the other day. A friend and I were meeting up for the first time in ages and we decided to eat at TGI Friday's. I wanted to order chicken as usual but they told me they were out of chicken strips so I followed my friend's lead and ordered the endless appetizer. He got pot stickers and I unfortunately chose mozzarella sticks. I managed to eat two plates of sticks before I was totally stuffed. It was tasty, though!

However, soon after we ate I became bloated and gassy. I didn't have much time alone, so after letting out a little gas at his house, I spent the rest of the day having to hold it all in, and it became a bit embarrassing because we met up with his girlfriend to go to her dorm, which meant that I would have even less privacy if I went to the bathroom. At my friend's house, I used the guest bathroom which was in a separate hallway from his bedroom and kind of closed off compared to the rest of the house. At his girlfriend's dorm however, the main room was a loud echo-y big room without much furniture and a high ceiling with the bathroom right by the entrance to the dorm.

I sat on the couch trying to watch a movie with all of them, and thank goodness they spent most of the movie talking, but unfortunately for me there were quiet moments in which the pressure in my bloated stomach became too much and I had to really hold in the gas, causing it to rumble and growl. Even during the times they were talking it was still pretty loud, and I prayed that no one would ask me if I was okay or if something was wrong. I had to go to the bathroom at least once while I was there, and I did my best to let out some of the gas as small but powerful farts that sometimes pushed out tiny pieces of poop at the same time. After filling the toilet with a few pebbles, I felt a bit better and was able to watch the movie with a relatively quiet stomach.

It started acting up again later though while we were eating dinner back at my friend's house, so I went to his downstairs bathroom while they were watching a video on his phone and let out some more small pebbles of poop. I didn't get true relief until I went to bed and was able to let it all out in the guest bathroom later that night. I now know better than to eat so many cheese sticks in such a small amount of time! I won't make that mistake again.

Does anyone else have any stories about noisy stomachs that they'd like to share? Those are my favorite kind of story.


T. K.

Embarrassing

Someone asked for a story from a man. Here is a quite fresh one. Some weeks back my wife and I hiked in the woods. We camped at shelters along the trail. Many places there were outhouses (type long drop) but sometimes there were no facilities. Mostly we were alone, only occasionally others stayed at the same shelters. One night when staying at a shelter without any toilet there was a young couple staying with us. In the evening we prepared food together and had a good conversation in spite of the age difference. (Almost 40 years between us I think. They students, we university teachers.) In the morning I felt the usual urge to take a dump, but I hesitated to take the roll of toilet paper and walk away as the other couple clearly would understand what I was going to do. They went away before us and just as they had left I took the toilet paper and told my wife that I had to answer the call of nature. I went well away from the shelter into the woods and found "the perfect place" behind some dense bushes just at the bottom of a quite steep slope. I was not the first one to find this a suitable toilet because there was some used paper and some quite fresh feces there in advance. I pulled down my shorts and squatted. Just as I was about to finish I heard footsteps up in the slope behind me. Chocked I saw that the path was continuing up there and our two shelter friends were walking on the path. In the same moment I understood that they spotted me sitting there flashing my bare bottom. I tried to hide a bit but for sure they had seen me. I heard the girl say (in national language) poor guy. And then they disappeared. I felt extremely embarrassed as I went back to my wife. She just laughed of it all.


Keith - Van man

A Toilet Experience

Hello to every body, If i can start with a PREAMBLE INTO THIS I PROMISE IT WILL GET BETTER!!. I read with great interest the posts from Victoria & John B. I also have an interest in older type sanitary ware , the toilets that will feature shortly both Ladies & Gents have New Selecta lynx pans and Thomas Dudley high level cisterns ( circa 1920's ), these are the type of pans that make a good Kur splunk sound!!. I hope this has helped paint the picture!!

My Experience begins
Last week I was out delivering around East Anglia, which means an early start, my last drop was to a Hospital in Suffolk, it was to return some surgical kit, I had to take this to CSSD dept,( Central Surgical Sterilization Department ) there is lady there I'll refer to her as R she is approx early 50's and a plus size figure. After returning this I went and parked up, there are some visitor toilets, I made way to the gents, which is adjacent to the ladies, I entered the cubicle adjacent to the ladies - the walls are very thin you can hear every thing. As I bolted the door the flush went in next door but one. I dropped my short and sat on , I only need to do number 1's , some else entered , the , person, entering spoke to the lady who had just finished , I recognized the voice it was R, after a minute or so of chat R came into the cubicle next to me, straight away she took off her, what I assumed to be a white laboratory coat hung it on the door , slightly opened the vent, she was fiddling in her coat pocket I herd her lighter spark she had lit a cigarette . with a slight cough she began to rustle her underwear down, I heard her bum hit the seat with a thump,she ex hailed her cigarette smoke , there was silence, there were fain grunts a sighs come from my neighbor, from no where came a real loud fart which seemed to echo, an immediate in hailation on her cigarette, two plops followed. R grunted softly and sighed, another two farts echoed, her pee then began, she in hailed again on her cigarette, I heard a crackling sound which slowly edged it's way out eventually hitting the water with a Kur splunk, R was exhailing smoke from her cigarette, R sighed, her smell was circulating through to my cubicle, another 2 smaller plopps, R began to roll off toilet paper, she stood up and wiped standing , she rolled off another lot of paper wiped again, further paper was used this time I think to wipe the front. R pulled her underware up, put on her , pulled the flush and left the cubicle closing the door. Proceeded to was her hands. I waited until she had left . I went back to me van a drove to back to london , hope U all enjoy the read special hello to John B & Victoria


Stan
Hi Mina

I enjoyed reading your post. Could you give more details of the people you can hear plopping in your flat


MikeyPee

Re: Tlana, Kindergarten Story

Tlana,

I have a kindergarten story that's a little unusual but stands out somewhat clearly in my mind.

I need to give a little background. I'm disabled by cerebral palsy and I attended a school
exclusively for physically handicapped children. It covered grades K through 12 and this
was the only school I ever attended before college. Over the span of 13 years, the school
had a steady enrollment of about 400 children. About half the children, like me, had
cerebral palsy, another quarter had polio, and the remaining kids had spina bifida, muscular
dystrophy, rheumatoid arthritis, hemophilia, etc.

Before I began school, there was a boy in my neighborhood who was my exact same age
who had spina bifida. He was paralyzed from his waist down and he wore diapers
because he had no bowel or bladder control. We probably became acquainted with each
other around age 3 and from the very beginning I was fascinated by the fact that he was
still in diapers while I was mostly toilet trained except for being a bed wetter until age 7.
For better or worse, I'm sure this fascination with his situation led to my lifelong interest
in toilet stuff, etc.

When we started school together, he needed to bring diapers to school with him every day
so that he could be changed throughout the school day. There was a staff of women called
"matrons" (today we'd call them personal care givers) who provided various assistance to the children including help with toileting and changing diapers. At this young age my friend
needed to be changed by changed by a matron; he began changing himself when he was about
8 or 9 years old. Before I go on, I might add that at this young age, my fascination notwithstanding, I had no understanding of why he was still in diapers and probably had several
misconceptions that turned out to be wrong. In fact, my understanding of all of this continues to
evolve even after many years.

So, one day my friend was taken from the kindergarten room to the adjoining bathroom to be changed. When he and his matron returned, the matron began bragging that he was a "good boy." because he had stayed dry since his last diaper change. Now, of course, to a bunch of 5 year olds who hadn't been toilet trained for more than a few years and who had no understanding of spina bifida, this must have seemed like a good thing. His care giver's satisfaction seemed to imply that my friend had voluntarily not urinated. Nothing could have been further from the truth.

Over the years, I have come to learn that "staying dry" wasn't necessarily a good thing, as it could be an indication that the bladder is retaining urine and not emptying (albeit uncontrollably) properly. The retention of urine, in turn, can lead to other problems such as urinary tract infections and possible kidney damage if the urine backs up into the kidneys over time.

Just a postscript about my friend. As I said earlier, he began changing himself when he was
about 8 or 9 years old and I often encountered him in the boys' room at school when he was
getting changed. On several occasions, say at age 10 or so, he would discover that he was still
clean and dry when he went to the bathroom to get changed. He probably changed himself about every two hours or so. Because he had no feeling below his waist, he didn't know beforehand if he was wet, dry, or sometimes soiled, until he changed himself. When he discovered he was still dry, he would run warm water (in the sink) over his dry diaper to make it appear the he had wet himself. At the time I never understood this but I never asked him why he did that (at age 11 he transferred to a neighborhood public school). But looking back, I wonder if he was trying to create the impression (for his mother) that his bladder was emptying OK between changes or
maybe he was simply trying to avoid the appearance that he wasn't changing himself.


Tuesday, August 26, 2014


JOHN

Breaking News! (or should that be poos?)

Hi its John B.

I must congratulate you Jemma on your live plop by plop account of your recent public loo encounter whilst out with your husband and best friend. It made good reading!

A couple of things I want to ask you Jemma if you don't mind is do you take extra tissues out with you to take care of the fact that there may be insufficient loo paper in the public loo bearing in mind that your clean up requires copious amounts of paperwork, lol?

Have you ever been in that invidious situation where insufficient loo roll was available and if so how did you cope?

Finally how did you cope at school regarding your toilet needs? Were the teachers sympathetic to your plight or did you have to grin (grimace) and bear it? Just curious that's all because you've seemed to have developed a fine coping mechanism!

Take care all, love and best wishes.

John B x


Catherine

Sammy's Survey

Sammy,

Thank you for the kind reply earlier...I'll try to respond to your survey :)

Where was the most awkward moment or place you've had to take a dump? I'm 33 now, but I had to have a bowel movement on my senior prom night in high school. I was gone a while, mainly because of the dress. Of course, I played sports in HS (tall, 6'1'' and big boned, and athletic/curvey vs. petite cheerleader types all together for prom night!) Of course, they just had to pee after dinner while I had to go. I go twice daily and it was just time for my evening poop. It was just a series of soft logs, but it got back to my date that's what I was doing. We did not go out again and it was sort of awkward the rest of the evening. However, 15 years later, it's no big loss!

Have you ever clogged the toilet at a friend/relative's house? What were the circumstances and the consequences? I wrote about one time on page 1817, when I was new to the forum! I would love to hear your feedback! Also, I wrote about one on page 1917 - at a guy's condo!

What is the size of the biggest load you've ever made at one time? Because I am regular, they are all very similar in size. Maybe the poop that I wrote about on page 1817. It was a lot! I wrote about my bowel habits on page 1811!

Do you feel comfortable crapping/peeing/farting in front of your GF/BF, wife/husband? Why or why not? I am still single and an only child! So, I have not had to share my bowels with anyone. In college I just went when I had to go, regardless of who was in the restroom. I prefer privacy though! My mom and I could always be open with each other if we needed to make a restroom stop. She was always supportive when I had bowel issues in my preteen years, which led to healthy habits that I maintain today.

Sammy, I hope that's helpful!

Love,

Catherine!


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Too Sleepy great story it sounds like you had an interesting time with your sister.

To: Abby first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you had a good poop and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Tlana great story.

To: Jessica (AZ) it sounds like your stomach had a major cleanout luckily you made it to the toilet each time without no accidents and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Korean Girl great story it sounds like you were pretty desperate and just made it in time and it sounds like your friend had a pretty great poop and I bet you both felt pretty good once you were finished and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Blondiemeja great story.

To: Jenny great story it sounds like you had a kinda rough day hopefully the diarrhea didn't last to long.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Mina

To Victoria B.

To answer your questions: Yes, quite often you can choose in Japan between two different types toilet. Sit or squat. But when I was a little girl, toilets where you sit were much more rare than now. In my school they were all squat type. I didn't mind then. After I went to Wales I tried to use a sit down toilet for motions whenever I possible.

Our washlet washes both front and back and there are different buttons for front and back. And we can change strength of water. I like very strong jet of water for my bottom. Not so strong for front.

Sitting down toilet in Japan is sometimes very quiet and we can't hear plops of motions, though in my flat I hear them very well. In Wales the loo was very noisy and my host mother was very worried first time she hear about 12 big plop sounds while I was sitting on loo for very long time. I told her I do very big motions because I eat lot of vegetables, then she don't worry any more and said, take your time Mina.

Since I start reading this site I enjoy loo much more than before, my friends too.

Mina


Catherine

Perfect Poop Replies!

Thank you to everyone who replied. This is an awesome forum!

oldpoop: I've never succeeded in getting one to come out that slowly. Yet, I agree, the feeling of needing to go when its a solid poop is an amazing feeling!

Brandon T: The best way to describe its appearance was that of a large honey bun or cinnamon role! Definitely needed a photo!

Jessica: Thank you for the reply! Glad we share that in common!

I love a good soft, voluminous stool that comes out in one piece with so much pressure that my body takes over.

If anyone is familiar with the Bristol stool scale that rates the consistency of a bowel movement, mine are mostly 4's and 5's. On rare occasions I might have a 3 and those are treat.

Thanks for the replies...makes me want to post more often!

Love,

Catherine!


Stan
Hi Victoria

Really enjoyed your story

Could you tell us some more stories about the girls you've heard plopping at work


Jemma

MY POO...LIVE!

So my hubby & best mate Chlo r shopping at the mo & i am desperate for a poo.
i tell hubs & Chlo i am going to the loo.
they wait outside for me. It is a small area witg only 3 loos and a wash basin & dryer. 1 loo is taken i take the middle one.
So now i am in the cubicle pulling my black leggings down & pink thong.
i sit down & relax.
my plops fall out of my bum
5 initially all at once all falling with a loud plop so the other lady will be able to hear me. I then relax again & let out another 5 plops exactly like before. I pull off the loo roll to wipe my bum & i am wiping right now. Lots of poo i am pulling of another few pieces & wiping again. Very messy. I repeat & wipe again getting better now, & a final bunch to finish wiping. I flush, pull up my underwear & leggings & look at what i have left after flushing, a bunch of skidmarks everywhere, washing my hands & now returning to hubs & Chlo. BYEEE


Sunday, August 24, 2014


Catherine

Perfect Poop Replies!

Thank you to everyone who replied. This is an awesome forum!

oldpoop: I've never succeeded in getting one to come out that slowly. Yet, I agree, the feeling of needing to go when its a solid poop is an amazing feeling!

Brandon T: The best way to describe its appearance was that of a large honey bun or cinnamon role! Definitely needed a photo!

Jessica: Thank you for the reply! Glad we share that in common!

I love a good soft, voluminous stool that comes out in one piece with so much pressure that my body takes over.

If anyone is familiar with the Bristol stool scale that rates the consistency of a bowel movement, mine are mostly 4's and 5's. On rare occasions I might have a 3 and those are treat.

Thanks for the replies...makes me want to post more often!

Love,

Catherine!


Mina

To Victoria B.

To answer your questions: Yes, quite often you can choose in Japan between two different types toilet. Sit or squat. But when I was a little girl, toilets where you sit were much more rare than now. In my school they were all squat type. I didn't mind then. After I went to Wales I tried to use a sit down toilet for motions whenever I possible.

Our washlet washes both front and back and there are different buttons for front and back. And we can change strength of water. I like very strong jet of water for my bottom. Not so strong for front.

Sitting down toilet in Japan is sometimes very quiet and we can't hear plops of motions, though in my flat I hear them very well. In Wales the loo was very noisy and my host mother was very worried first time she hear about 12 big plop sounds while I was sitting on loo for very long time. I told her I do very big motions because I eat lot of vegetables, then she don't worry any more and said, take your time Mina.

Since I start reading this site I enjoy loo much more than before, my friends too.

Mina


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Too Sleepy great story it sounds like you had an interesting time with your sister.

To: Abby first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you had a good poop and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Tlana great story.

To: Jessica (AZ) it sounds like your stomach had a major cleanout luckily you made it to the toilet each time without no accidents and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Korean Girl great story it sounds like you were pretty desperate and just made it in time and it sounds like your friend had a pretty great poop and I bet you both felt pretty good once you were finished and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Blondiemeja great story.

To: Jenny great story it sounds like you had a kinda rough day hopefully the diarrhea didn't last to long.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Catherine

Sammy's Survey

Sammy,

Thank you for the kind reply earlier...I'll try to respond to your survey :)

Where was the most awkward moment or place you've had to take a dump? I'm 33 now, but I had to have a bowel movement on my senior prom night in high school. I was gone a while, mainly because of the dress. Of course, I played sports in HS (tall, 6'1'' and big boned, and athletic/curvey vs. petite cheerleader types all together for prom night!) Of course, they just had to pee after dinner while I had to go. I go twice daily and it was just time for my evening poop. It was just a series of soft logs, but it got back to my date that's what I was doing. We did not go out again and it was sort of awkward the rest of the evening. However, 15 years later, it's no big loss!

Have you ever clogged the toilet at a friend/relative's house? What were the circumstances and the consequences? I wrote about one time on page 1817, when I was new to the forum! I would love to hear your feedback! Also, I wrote about one on page 1917 - at a guy's condo!

What is the size of the biggest load you've ever made at one time? Because I am regular, they are all very similar in size. Maybe the poop that I wrote about on page 1817. It was a lot! I wrote about my bowel habits on page 1811!

Do you feel comfortable crapping/peeing/farting in front of your GF/BF, wife/husband? Why or why not? I am still single and an only child! So, I have not had to share my bowels with anyone. In college I just went when I had to go, regardless of who was in the restroom. I prefer privacy though! My mom and I could always be open with each other if we needed to make a restroom stop. She was always supportive when I had bowel issues in my preteen years, which led to healthy habits that I maintain today.

Sammy, I hope that's helpful!

Love,

Catherine!


Saturday, August 23, 2014


Too sleepy

It all started like this.I was babysitting my 6 year old sister.And She said she had to use the bathroom.But i was Napping so i wasnt paying attention to whst she said.So i said Ok.She stood there.(i forgot she was scared to use the toilet) So she pulls down her panties. And goes to the toilet.I get up and follow her and i sit on the tub and then i was nodding back to sleep and she didnt take off her panties. She sat on the toilet and pushed.She pushed out some Farts then she bended over.And moaned.it was silent for awhile until she moaned in relief.she got up with poop in her panties.She lowered them.I saw her buttcrack. Then i woke up realizing so then minutes later she is naked with a bunch of poop in her butt.And im wiping her butt.Until she walks away and lets out a few Wet farts then a 6 sec long fart.Then she walked back over bent over and farted somemore.So i kept wiping her butt.She was cleaned And Done


abby

pooping with no stalls

Hay my name is abby im 7 im blonde skinny. Today I was at soccer practice and I needed to doody so I asked my girl coach and she said yes so i walked across the field and found the girls room I walked in and there were no dividers so I pulled down my pants and girls under wear and sat down. It startedcoming out hard pushing until my face was red it plopped in and then I wiped and left bye :)


Tlana

Toilet Training for School & A Survey

Me and my sister Sonya Sue (who've I've written about before) were at our city's largest mall yesterday getting some new clothes for school. Right after lunch in the food court and our Monster drinks, we both needed the bathroom. As soon as we rounded the wall into the nearest bathroom we saw it was pretty crowded. There was a mother directly in front of us in line with a little girl. As Sonya Sue and I overheard their conversation it was obvious what was happening--mom was "training" Riley to use the toilet on her own since she was starting kindergarten next week. Riley, of course, was scared with all the people in the room but both Sonya Sue and I thought it was a brilliant idea on the mom's part because the school bathrooms are crowded, they get messed up pretty fast, and at least in our school district, many of the stalls don't have privacy doors.

Riley's mom struck up a conversation with us as we waited. Sonya Sue expressed some pain with the poo she was holding so the mom gave us cuts in the line in front of her and she said it would also give Riley more privacy since they would be the last in the line.

While Riley and her mom were waiting for Sonya Sue to get off the stool (she had a couple of loud blasts of gas and we could see from how she reseated herself and was moving her legs and feet) that she was releasing a monster dump that was putting up quite a fight), I noticed Riley snickered several times and motioned for her mom to lean down so she could whisper some things into her ear.

So here's a survey about a really big topic this time of year. Hope you enjoy it!

1. Who, when and under what circumstances gave you the best advice on how to use a public restroom?

2. Specifically, what were you taught before beginning day care or kindergarten?

3. Do you remember any bathroom situations from your first year of school?

I'll start:

1. During first grade, Miss B, who was a really nice teacher, very young and always smiling, would take us to the bathroom at the same time each morning and afternoon. Then she would walk by each of us in the stall a couple of times. She looked in on me and noticed the toilet paper was out. I heard her go outside and then she knocked on the door with a brand new roll that she installed for me. I had finished my poo but was too shy to speak up for help. She saved me and my underwear. That helped me gain confidence.

2. Wiping and flushing was what my mom emphasized when we were out on public. Without doing those two things she told me I would stand out in a really bad way. Since I was small for my age (I'm only 3'5" now) she showed me how to use my hands to boost myself onto the toilet and when I used a larger toilet such as the state fair, she encouraged me to sit over the side and facing the toilet paper roll. That helped give me more confidence at first.

3) Yes, several of the girls had accidents. Some of them were two or three or four years older than me. They would think nothing of weeing at school, but try and hold their poo until they got home. The worst was Tori. She weed herself three or four times in class. She would get permission, go into the bathroom and sit, but she was unable to get her wee stream started. Then later at her desk there was a flood. So much so that there was a stain in the varnish on her desk seat. A girl who didn't like Tori much pointed that out to me and others. I wasn't surprised when Tori's parents transferred her to a private school the next year.


jessica (az)

stomach ache in the morning and school

I woke up this morning for school today and as I was getting dressed my stomach gurgle. I walked to the bathroom and pulled my pants down to my ankles and sat on the toilet. The poop just flowed out of me so easily. I sat there for 5 minutes and wiped, then proceeded to get ready again. Right before I before i was about to leave my stomach gurgled again and i walked to the bathroom and pulled my pants down to my ankles again this time sitting there for longer and having a smellier aftermath. Once I was done I headed to my car and headed to school. in between the drive my stomach gurgled again and I clenched my butt checks together. When I arrived, I headed straight for the girls bathroom and took the nearest stall. I pulled my pants down to ankles and I sat there and started pooping very loudly. I made sure I took my time to get everything out. As I was sitting my stomach gurgled one more time and I lifted myself up and blasted diarrhea into the bowl. I wiggled my toes in my flip-flops, got up wiped, and left the bathroom. After that I had no more stomach problems for the whole day.


korean girl

LOTS soft shit!!!

I have a new story. I was at the beach with my friends when suddenly my stomach started hurting. I told them I needed to go to the bathroom and one of them said she needed to go to. So we headed off to the bathroom. The bathroom only had four stalls and thankfully there was no line. I went into the first stall and my friend went into the second. I told her that I really needed to take a dump and she said she had to also. I noticed the toilet was one of those metal kind. I pulled my bikini bottom down and sat on the cold seat. I immediately started releasing a lot of thick mushy soft poo. It was out within a few seconds and did not make much noise. I decided to wait if there would be more as my friend was taking her dump. She made six plops. She started wiping and I pushed again to let out some hot liquid. I felt empty and looked. I had shit out a massive pile of mushy dark brown shit with liquid light brown shit running down it. I had shit so much it almost didn't flush even tho it was soft. My friend thought it would be funny if she did not flush and insisted that I look. I did and she had done six logs all one inch wide and around four inches long. It looked like we both really needed to go!!!


blondiemaja

A good poop

Have had the urge for about an hour or so now, was able to avoid going at work so when I got home I knew it was really time. I felt like today was a good day to go outside of my box so I laid on my back in front of our floor to ceiling mirror in our room and proceeded to lightly try to poop, well my body wa telling me I really had to go, I could see the poop pushing my bum open so I leaned back on my elbows with my legs open and let my body do all the work-out came some pebbles then a soild piece that was around 8 inches long, it was a good one.


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Catherine great story it sounds like you had a really great poop and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Mina great story it sounds like you were pretty desperate and just made it in time and I bet you felt pretty great afterwards to and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Trevor great story.

To: Blondiemaja great story about your outdoor poop it sounds like it was a pretty good one and I bet you felt pretty good and refreshed afterwards to and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Redhead great set of stories it sounds like Karen had a pretty rough night and it sounds like you were pretty desperate and really had to poop a lot to and it sounds like yopu had a great poop to.

To: Victoria first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you and Samantha both had really good poops and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Jenny

teacher saw me poop once!

i have a slightly embarassing story. it has to do with my cute choir teacher I once had. i wont say her name but shes absolutely beautiful and i always had a little crush on her. (i'm a lesbian) i always wanted to see her on the toilet but one day a turn of events happened when she saw me on the toilet! it was the end of the school day and i had a bit of a stomach ache and really had to take a crap, most likely a loose one. after my last class finished i went to closest toilet i could find. it was the unisex one with only one toilet right next to the choir room. i sped in there and shut the door. that part of the school is usually pretty empty so i assumed people wouldnt be hearing me poop. i pulled my orange jean shorts and blue undies down around my ankles and sat on the toilet. i quickly started squirting out loose poop. then i farted softly. i was done for a bit but i knew there would more so i sat there with my hand on my chin. then, just as a little more started to squirt out the door opened! it was my choir teacher! she looked in a bit of a hurry then she looked up and jumped to see me sitting on the toilet taking a dump. "oh Jenny! i'm so sorry i didnt know anyone was in here!" i could tell she could smell my poop and she tried to hide her disgust at the stench. i just said "its okay!" she quickly turned around and left, shutting the door loudly. i was embarrassed that she would see me this way and also embarrassed for her. nothing left to do but finish my shit. so about five minutes later i wiped my butt and flushed. i left the bathroom after washing my hands and walked by my teacher. "sorry again Jenny" she said "usually nobody is in there so i dont knock. i'll be more careful next time." i just smiled at her shyly and said "its okay everyone goes to the bathroom!" she smiled and said "see you tomorrow Jenny." then she headed for the bathroom and went in. i decided to lean against the door and try to hear her. i heard a long pee stream and eventually a fart and two plops. then i went home.


Victoria B.

Notes and news

Hey!
So I see that there's another Victoria now. I'm the Victoria who has pooped along a running trail among other things. From now on I'll use my last initial to prevent any confusion! To describe myself, I'm tall (5'9" (I think that's about 175 cm)) with curly brown hair, fair skin, and bright brown eyes. I wear glasses and study literature in school. My father is an American of German and Dutch descent and my mum is English (Sheffield!) I'll have a new story in my next post about a stall, a broken lock, and an unwanted visitor, but for now I just wanted to reply and ask a question.

To Other Victoria: I know that feeling exactly. Going with others is a factor that complicates the home/public toilet debate for me. Bet you both had great dumps!

To Shannon: You poor thing! Hope sharing your accidents here has helped you feel better.

To Mina: Public restrooms in Japan seem pretty cool: you can alternate toilets depending on whether you want to sit or squat. The water spray and dryer on the sit-down models sounds neat too. Does it wash both your rear and front parts?

Now a question for everyone. I like squatting to go and I've been using a wooden footstool that I sit in front of my toilet at home to get my hips and bum into more of a squatting position but I'm thinking of upgrading to the Squatty Potty. Has anyone tried one out? It sounds like it might work better for my long legs and I like the idea of my toilet having its own dedicated piece of furniture. All recommendations will be appreciated!


blondiemaja

Outside Poop

So after yesterday's accidentally on purpose incident I decided to try something else new today...an outside poop, we have an acre of land and my husband uses the way back of our yard as a storage area for his landscaping materials so plenty of secluded areas. The urge struck as usual shortly after getting home from work, so armed with some toilet paper I walked up the back of our land and dropped my shorts behind the loam pile, I squatted down and with minimal effort had an extremely satisfying poop. I wiped myself threw the tp in the woods and left the poop at the base of the pile, definitely think that if weather conditions allow I will be pooping outside a lot more. No mess to clean up and since I was squatting the poop just came right out so a win win situation for me..


oldpoop

To Catherine: My perfect poop

Hello, Catherine! Like you, I most often go twice a day. I've been going to the toilet a lot of years (I'm over 70), so I've had a while to think about the perfect poop. My ideal bowel movement is thick, long, solid, slow but steady to emerge. I still remember one b.m. in particular: I had been at an all-day (including lunch), boring meeting held at a local motel, and by the end of it, I was ready to go home. I had started to feel pressure in my bowels, but not an immediate need; rather than use one of the motel toilets, I got in my car for the 20-minute drive home. Sometimes when driving I lose the sensation of needing to poop, but on that drive the pressure slowly intensified, almost to the extent of being painful. I could tell it was going to be a solid movement, not soft or diarrhea, but it needed to be soon! When I got home, I walked immediately to the bathroom, dropped my pants, and sat. In spite of my obvious immediate need, I still had to push to get it started; but then it moved slowly out, feeling thick and a bit lumpy as it went on and on, a single huge piece that felt incredibly satisfying. Finally it dropped, silently; it had been well down into the water while it was still emerging from my bottom, so no plop or splash. When I looked, I was amazed: the turd was at least an inch and a half thick, dark brown, somewhat lumpy and knobby for its whole visible length, and it stretched from well down in the hole to the front of the toilet, well up out of the water. I estimated the total length as over a foot and a half, maybe two feet. I still remember the feeling of vibrant emptiness in my rectum after that one left. My bottom required only one wipe, with nothing visible on the paper. I wish I had had the camera I now have; I would have taken a picture of that poop. As it was, with regret, I had to flush it away; but I still remember that experience of about fifteen years ago.


My Perfect Poop...What's Your Perfect Poo?

I'm sorry I've had nothing exciting to contribute lately! I've been super busy!

Today I had an awesome bowel movement. I had finished doing my hair and makeup when the urge hit. I let it build for a few minutes before I realized that I needed to get on the toilet in a hurry. When I sat down, the pressure built. I gave a slight push to get things moving. What happened next was a constant 2-inch thick log of semi-soft stool coming out effortlessly. It curled in the bowl, making a swirl. It made a strong but healthy poop smell. When I inspected the product, it was a cardboard brown colored snake, coiled on top of the hole in the toilet. I had to take a picture! Two wipes and I was clean.

That was the perfect part. It took three flushes to get it down!

I go twice a day, and I had not eaten more or less - just a normal poop on schedule that turned out to be pretty enjoyable.

Which brings me to the question - what is everyone's perfect trip to the bathroom?

Love,

Catherine!


Jessica

To Victoria

Victoria, I just wanted to thank you for this wonderful post. It looks like you and Samantha had a great relief! Anyway, keep posting!

Catherine, those are also my favorite poops. I like having to pass some gas, waiting for the right time to go, and then have this kind of perfect poop.


Sammy

Post Title (optional)My new story/survey/ comments.

Hi there everyone! Hope everyone is having a great summer and new adventures with pooping, farting, and pissing. This is my second time posting on this site and I have a new story to share as well as comments, questions and a survey for all you posters. First, my story. I was at a party the other day and had to take a dump. The party was at my girlfriend's parent's house. I was chatting and drinking wine with some friends when I suddenly needed to take a crap. I was afraid I would have diarrhea again like when I was on vacation last week. I excused myself and walked to the bathroom. I was farting the whole way there. They were really putrid smelling farts that I hoped no one would connect to me. I opened the door and closed and locked it and sat on the crapper. I didn't have diarrhea (thank God) but still I had a feeling this would be a long crapping session. I felt my first log coming out. It was a small turd about four inches long and half an inch thick. It landed in the water with no splash and sunk to the bottom. My second log was much bigger. It was about nine inches long and two inches thick. Obviously, I strained and pushed a lot more to get this log out. It hit the water with a splash and sunk to the bottom like the first. Then I felt a mega turd in my gut. I started pushing and pushing. This turd was at least a foot long and three inches wide. I didn't panic, I just would have to take my time. I kept pushing. It was a dry turd. It started coming out slowly but surely. I heard a knock on the door. It was my girlfriend!! Yikes, I thought. I can't let her know I'm crapping. The room was already beginning to reek of my shit. I hoped she wouldn't smell it. She asked if it was me in the bathroom. I said yes. I told her I'd be out soon. I pushed and a loud fart came out which I'm pretty sure she heard. I got back to the job of pushing this massive log out. It came out finally and I wiped. I pulled up my pants and went to the door to let my girlfriend in. She said she was concerned that I had taken so long to go to the bathroom. She understood that I was taking a dump. I lifted up the toilet lid to show her my load that came out of me. She was impressed. She said she makes loads even bigger sometimes. I flushed the toilet and it went down without clogging. She turned the fan on as she left the bathroom. The rest of the party was great. My girlfriend and I talked and laughed. I felt satisfied with my big dump.

-My Survey:

Where was the most awkward moment or place you've had to take a dump?

Have you ever clogged the toilet at a friend/relative's house? What were the circumstances and the consequences?

What is the size of the biggest load you've ever made at one time?

Do you feel comfortable crapping/peeing/farting in front of your GF/BF, wife/husband? Why or why not?

-Other comments/questions to other posters:

To Catherine, great story about that big poop you did earlier this month.

To Hillary, I think it's cool that you and your best friend have pooping contests. Congratulations on winning your last one. What was the longest time you ever went without pooping?

To Victoria(21 year old from NYC), Great stories about crapping in the bookstore and after your physics class earlier this year. I crap in store bathrooms all the time esp. in Wal-Mart. I hate it when I have to shit in the middle of class. It's such an annoyance.


Japanese Girl

Answering Peeing Questions

Hi, this is my first post here. I am a 14 year old Japanese girl, about 5' 3", and 105 lbs.

1. When you pee, does it come out in a trickle, stream, or spray? Usually a stream, but sometimes a spray if I have to go bad.

2. If so, how strong of a stream or spray? Very strong, like a firehose. Sometimes it sprays out of the toilet.

3. Have you ever peed squatting or standing? Both, many times.

4. If so, how far did your pee travel? Sometimes 5 or 6 feet.

5. Do you push your pee out or let gravity do the work? Push

6. Does your pee make a hissing or whistling sound when it comes out? Every time, sometimes I whistle, but I usually hiss pretty loud. Sometimes even a crackling sound.

7. If so, was it loudest as a child, preteen, teen, or adult? It's never really changed, always been loud.

8. Was your pee stream strongest as a child, preteen, teen, or adult? It's never really changed either. It's always been strong.




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