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To Bloated Butt

I'm new to this site. Im 5'2 110lbs and a blonde. I love your stories and Im hoping you can give me some more lol

Chloe B

Taking a dump at church

Hey guys it's chloe! I'm gonna tell a story that happened on Sunday night!
So on sunday night right before class started I was talking to jade ice written about her here before (brown hair curvy figure big boobs) anyway as were were talking jade rubs her stomach and says she needs to go to the bathroom I tell her I'll go with her! She was wearing a t shirt with short Nike shorts with Chaco sandals, while I was wearing tennis shoes and Nike shorts as well. As we entered no one was in the bathroom. And jade was pretty happy as she doesn't like pooping in public. There were 5 stalls on the left with sinks on the right. As we took stalls right next to each other she pulled shown her shorts and Victoria secret panties to her ankles I did the same. As she began to pee I heard some mushy poop with a long fart fall in the toilet. She kept on grunting and sighing as she continued to let out liquid poo. I just had to pee and only peed for about 30 seconds then wiped and flushed. I was just waiting on her and we started talking about girl things then she complained that what she ate really didn't agree with her! The bathroom was really stinky by this point. She let out a couple more farts then started to wipe. As she was wiping a girl of about 9 with her friend came in and immediately said: "EWW IT SMELLS LIKE POOPOO!" Jade steps out of the stall and tells the girls to shut up. Both of them just pee and we left. Jade said she felt so much better and that she would've pooped her pants if she wouldn't have gotten to a bathroom! Anyways thanks for all the good comments! More stories to come!

Steve A

To Angela

In regards to your question, "Best Poop At School (Teen Guys)", I'm 17, but this story happened when I was 16.

Here it is:

I had to go poop before gym class. So, I went before I went swimming for gym. It was a single log that was a little over a foot long, and maybe 2-4 inches in diameter. Well, I decided to leave it there for someone to notice after swimming. So, when we all went to the locker room to change after swimming, someone went into my stall and they said something like, "Someone SH*TED in here and it's huge!" Then, people went to see it and they asked if it was me who did that. I tried to deny it, but they all found out it was me because I was late for attendance and they were all sitting and waiting to swim while the teacher was talking to them when I came up to swim. Some people said that it was funny and awesome what I did. Some people were surprised and asked, "Did that come out of you?!?" One person took a picture of it and said, "I'm instagramming this SH*T!" (no pun intended). I also got a few high fives. It's still funny to this day...

Ashley G.
Brian W.- Thank you for the kind words. No the girls don't poop at school anymore, when they were younger they did sometimes, but now they say the school restrooms are very clean and they dont want their friends knowing they're pooping. .lol. And the only way they will poop in a public bathroom if its a one person restroom or a family restroom we can all go into and lock the door.

Jessi- Enjoyed your story once again. Poor Mika but her sister and you deserves praise for being sweet and understanding with her and not getting upset. I bet both girls felt much better after they pooped. All of your girls sound like great kids (and healthy eaters. .lol)

Just a short story today. Over the weekend Kayla had her friend Meghan sleepover. The next morning I had to go pee and knocked on the door. "I'll be right out Ashley" Meghan says. "Sure sweetie, take your time" I say. A few minutes later i hear the door open as I'm cleaning up a bit in the kitchen. I go in there and am greeted with a strong poo smell and a few skidmarks in the toilet. .i just kinda chuckled. Later that day Kayla told me that Meghan was "sorry she stunk up the bathroom" but was too embarrassed to say it to me..we both giggled and Kayla says she has done that numerous times when she's been at her house


Afraid to Crap at School

One morning last week my daily poo came late. It was 2nd hour and with a pass from my teacher I was in the middle stall in my least favorite restroom, having just seated myself, and I decided to check my emails just as my crap started splashing into the bowl. There was a message from my counselor that I had another boy that needed help with his homework and I was being assigned as his peer tutor. His name was Hunter and I was to meet him in the library right after school for the first work session. He is now the third struggling student assigned to me since our district started this peer counseling program.

So right after my last class I went into the nearest bathroom, sat and peed what I had been holding for more than an hour. We're not suppose to ask about going to the bathroom the last hour of school because our teacher has a lot of discipline problems and has said some pretty mean things to those who have asked. She can be so sarcastic and outright insulting in her answers to us. Of course, I know its not that easy to get freshman to focus on math the last hour of the day, but to say what this lady said is not to be believed. My wee was quick and forceful and the water in the bowl was covered with its yellow bubbles when I stood up, pulled up my jeans, and then quickly flushed as I hurried up to the library.

Hunter was impatiently waiting when I went to the librarian to check in.
He told me he had been holding his crap since 1st hour and he asked permission to run home (he lives two blocks from the school)and said he would be back in 10 minutes. I started to tell him the bathrooms are much less crowded at this time of day, but he cut me off and halfway ran out of the room. Our study cubicle was by a window and I could see him running across the football field. He got back with a couple of minutes to spare, although he was winded, and he thanked me for waiting. We didn't get quite an hour in our review of fractions, but he showed me his papers and I had him rework the problems he had missed. When we got done and closed our books, he asked me if I wanted to go across the street to a convenience store to get something to drink. We spent about a half hour there and he opened up about his problem of using the bathroom at school. He was afraid I was going to report him as tardy to the tutoring and that would mean a Saturday detention.

See in middle school Hunter was bullied and picked on because he went into a stall to pee sitting down. He was taught to put toilet paper or paper towels over the seat and to sit on them. That caused him more problems. And there's something else. Because its winter where we live and he sometimes makes money (actually more than I do babysitting) shoveling snow before and after school, he wears long johns. Unfortunately, before he knew better and dropped his jeans all the way to the floor, this exposed his underwear to some of the guys who continue to hassle him. So that's why he waits until after school to go home and use the bathroom.

I feel so sorry for Hunter and the way he has been treated in the past.I use the bathrooms three or four times a day at school and when I do I'm thinking more about Hunter. What I can do about it? I don't know.


Steve A: Bowel Bullies

I read your story about teachers not allowing you to go tot he bathroom and having really short time limits. That's so annoying. When I was in high school, I had a teacher like that. There was one class where I had to poop at almost the same time every day (I just got into a rhythm) and the teacher got annoyed at me asking to go to the bathroom (I'm not super slow in the bathroom, but 3 minutes would definitely not have been enough time). I remember a few times in that class being denied to go when I had to poop and sitting there holding it in, which sucked. Teachers shouldn't deny their students a trip to the bathroom.

If it really became a problem, I think you could tell someone. I wanted to tell someone, but I just complained about to my friends instead and never did anything about it.

And thanks, John B! :)

Bill F

Christmas (yes I know I'm late)

Bill F here, and I finally have the time to tell another story. I was able to go home for Christmas, but never had the time to post until now.

One thing that I noticed when I got home was that it seemed that Sam was starting to grow out of her bowel routine. Before, she would always go once a day. I noticed during Christmas dinner that she hadn't gone in about three days, which had never happened before. One of the presents I got, which I was really looking forward to, was Super Smash Bros for the Wii U. So Sam, our cousin Rachel (who is 6) and I went to play it in my room.

It wasn't long before Sam picked Wario as her character, as she found out that he can fart as one of his attacks. She unleashed her own fart attack on us just before the game started. Rachel and I followed suit with our own farts, but Sam was by far the biggest one. Sam said "There might be more where that came from." (Needless to say, Sam didn't use any attack other than the fart.) The first time around, Rachel won.

For our second fight, I switched it so that the game would go on for 15 minutes straight. Sam picked Wario, again, obviously. About 4 minutes in, Sam let out another deadly fart, in the real world and in the game. 3 minutes later, she dropped another one. Then I could hear her mumble "Gotta poop, gotta poop, gotta poop". I said "If you have to go, then go!" She said "But I wanna keep playing!" I said "Fine, but do you really think farting over and over again will help?" She said "I can barely even hold in my farts anymore!" I said "Then just plant your butt on the floor, we still have 8 minutes to go." She did that, but also kept bobbing up and down on the floor trying to keep it in.

With about 5 minutes to go, Rachel leaned to one side and blasted this massive fart that shook the floor. Suddenly, my aunt (her mom) yelled from downstairs "Is everyone ok up there?!" I said "Yea, Rachel just gassed us." "Rachel, what do you say?" Rachel said "Excuse me." I said to Rachel "You could be Wario with that kind of gas!" She laughed and let out another little poot as we kept playing, with Sam still trying to hold on.

With about 2 minutes left, Sam let out a wet fart then said "I think I just lost it a little bit." I could see a tiny wet spot on her jeans, which meant that she had to pee and was starting to lose it as well. With 30 seconds left, she let out a series of wet farts that stopped suddenly. "Oh no, it's starting to come out!" She planted her butt on the floor as firmly as she could, waiting for the game to be over.

When the timer reached 0, Sam dashed out of the room, with both hands on her butt and ran into the bathroom. Within seconds, we could hear a giant fart (nowhere near as loud as Rachel's) and a series of heavy plops. I told Rachel "She's probably gonna be in there for a while." She asked "Can we do another fight, just the two of us while she's in there?" I said sure. Then she asked "Can I sit on your lap?" A bit of an odd request, but I said sure, and she hopped on.

About 1 minute into our new fight, she paused the game. I was about to ask her why, when she looked back at me with a mischievous grin on her face. That's when I figured out why she wanted to sit on my lap. All I could say was "Don't you dare-" before she let out another fart right into my lap. She started giggling like crazy, which in turn made her fart even more. All of a sudden, she froze. "Uh oh." I said "What's wrong?" She said "I gotta go bathroom." I said "1 or 2?" She said "Both." I said "Well Sam's still in there. How long do you think you can hold it?" She said "Maybe 5 minutes, max."

Well, 5 minutes passed and Sam was still in there. I asked her "How are you holding up?" She said "Not too well." At this point, she was sitting on my lap, with both hands on her butt. She said "If I do make it, can you come it with me?" I said sure. Soon after, she said "I wish I had 4 hands. Two to hold my poop, one to hold my pee, and one to hold my stomach." She compromised, and held her poop with one hand, and her pee with the other, while I massaged her stomach. She said "I think I feel a fart coming, I can't stop it!" And with that, she let out a wet fart, followed by some audible crackling. "Oh no, I'm starting to lose it!" At that moment, we heard Sam come out of the bathroom.

With that, Rachel left the room as quickly as she could, and I followed. About halfway there, she stopped in her tracks and grunted. She got into a sort of squat and kept saying "I'm pooping, I'm pooping, I can't hold it." She started walking, now with both hands on her butt. I could see dark streams on her pants, which told me she was peeing herself as well. When we got into the bathroom, she pulled down her jeans and was about the pull down her panties, when we noticed that Sam didn't flush the toilet. There were easily five large logs in there, as well as a bit of diarrhea mush.

At this point, Rachel had a small lump in her panties, and was still peeing slightly. Before she could pull her panties down, she froze again, and held both hands to her stomach. She got into the same squat position and grunted, then the lump in her panties doubled in size. Still frozen, her pee stream got to full strength. I held a trash can under her to catch most of the pee while she was going full force. Near the end of her pee stream. She let out another wet fart and added to the load in her panties. At this point, it was already a huge load for any 6 year old girl to push out.

She paused for a few seconds, then pulled her panties down. Still frozen, she started crying, and said "I still have to go." I moved the trash can so it would be under her butt. Another wet fart came, followed by a very large log, so big that I could tell it was hurting her. With both hands still on her stomach, she gave a big push and the huge log fell in the trash can, quickly followed by a lot of loose poop. She said "I think I'm done now. Hold on..." She gave another push, then she farted and dropped a few tiny balls of poop. "Ok now I'm done."

I told her "We'll throw the panties out, and you can give your wet jeans to your mom to wash. Now about the toilet... Sam!" Rachel laughed, and Sam came in and said "Oh no... I'm so sorry Rachel, I didn't know you had to go so bad..." I said "Did you even try to flush the toilet?" She said "No, but I doubt it would flush anyway." I tried the handle, and sure enough, it didn't flush. Sam said "If it helps at all, I lost quite a lot in my panties as well..." I said "You mean there was even more than what's in the toilet? How do you two poop such huge amounts?" Sam said "Well, I was constipated for about three days." And Rachel said the same thing.

Rachel's mom came upstairs to see what all the fuss was about, only to find Rachel in the bathroom, naked from the waist down. She said "What happened?" I told her "Rachel had an accident." And Rachel's mom said "I thought we were through with this Rachel." And she started crying and said "No, it's not my fault! Sam was taking forever in the bathroom and she clogged the toilet!" Her mom said "I understand." Then she told me "Rachel's had a bad history of knowing when to go." She went downstairs to get new clothes for Rachel.

When Rachel got changed, we all went back to playing our game. I said "Well, we do know one thing. Mom's turkey dinner will always cure constipation, whether you want it to or not." We all laughed and started a new match.

Well there's my Christmas tale, a month late. With the next semester fast approaching, I probably won't be able to post for a while, but I will as soon as I get the time and space.

See ya next time!

Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Redhead great set of stories it sounds like in your first one you just made it onto the toilet before that big poop made its way completely out, and great story about you and your friends revenge story I bet he was surprised but that's what he gets for what he did, and finally it sounds like Karen had a really great poop in that trashcan and I bet she felt pretty great afterwards and hopefully your stomach felt better to and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Miley first welcome to the site, and great story it sounds like you beyond desperate and just avoided having an accident and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Annie as always great pooping story it sounds like had some pretty good poops and avoided any accidents and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Jessi great story it sounds like both your daughters had good poops and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Pooperlady great story about your desperate and big poop at the mall it sounds like it was a really good one and I bet you felt amazing afterwards to and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Leslie it sounds like you had a pretty rough day.

To: Becky M first welcome to the site and great story about your buddy dump with Megan, it sounds like both had good poops and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Angela first welcome to the site and great story about your big poop it sounds like it was a really good one to and I bet you felt amazing afterwards and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Jemma as always another great desperate poop story.

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

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Steve A

A Weird, Near Bathroom Experience Dream

This morning, I had a near bathroom experience dream that ended before the bathroom part came in.

So, here it is:

Me and my other classmates were in a classroom and this teacher had a liquid laxative in a glass. She was going to pick 2 students to drink it and I wasn't one of them. She picked this girl, but she wasn't here. So, she asked the students if she was here and they said yes, but she was late. Then, we heard a knock on the door. It was a guy and girl who came in late and then the girl that was picked to drink the liquid laxative came in. When the teacher said she was picked to drink it, she didn't seem disgusted or happy about it, a neutral feeling toward it. She said that she was going to drink it. She was about to drink it until I got woken up by my mom to go to get ready for school. It would've been an interesting ending to that dream that I had. I've had weird bathroom experience dreams before.

Tough cookie

This morning's poop

Good morning all :)

Let me introduce myself as a very good morning pooper. I just had today's dump some 2 hours ago. I usually wake up farting, after having let out quite a number of farts in bed. The need to poop normally calls after I've taken my coffee at home. I never poop at home though, and I love letting out farts while I'm driving to work, remembering what I'd have digested the week before. Upon arriving at the office I keep it in for some more time, as I like the pressing need in my anus, then I proceed to the bathroom. This morning was no exception. I walked into the bathroom, locking the anteroom's door and that of the bathroom itself, pulled down my skirt, tights and pants to my knees and placed my butt gently on the seat, with legs spread wide open. I hissed out a couple of smelly farts and could feel the thick log making its way out very smoothly. I could feel it sliding out, touching the toilet water while still hanging out of my butt - it felt superb. After that I hissed another long fart, easing out an ahh sound upon the relief. Another log was on its way, it felt smooth, fat and long, and out it came, followed by three other logs of the same feeling. I felt both empty and satisfied by now. It was now time to pee a bit, and that's what I did, hearing it watering the logs I had just emptied. I cut out a toilet paper piece, lifted a bit by bum, and wiped. It soiled the tissue paper; I folded it and wiped some more until clean. I got off the toilet and could see the satisfying load I had emptied, all logs curling into each other. I flushed and walked happily back into the office.

after reading the posts by claire and leslie i just wanted to post and say that i sympathize with your problem and the ensuing accidents that you had. i, too, had a fear of using the bathrooms for number 2 at school. It started in 6th grade after in incident where i was pooping in the bathroom and i heard another girl in the bathroom say "eww who is taking a shit?" then some other girls laughed. i was mortified, and from that point on i avoided pooping at school at all costs...the cost sometimes being my underwear.

the accidents occured maybe once every month or two...usually it was as i was walking home from the bus or right as i got back to my house when i'd lose control and poop in my pants. it didn't actually bother me that much though, because for one thing, at least i didn't get caught pooping at school, and also no one was ever home at my house when i got home so my family never knew it happened. the only times it kind of bothered me was when i'd make it all the way to the bathroom only to poop my underwear just as i pulled my pants down.

there were a few memorable moments though where not going at school came back to haunt me in a big way...the first time was in 7th grade. i was prairie dogging big time on bus right after we left the school. i was in full panic mode because i quickly realized there was almost no chance i was gonna be able to hold it until i got home. sure enough, i wound up pooping my pants really bad on the bus. it was a big, soft load and it really filled the seat of my panties and my khaki shorts. i just sat there like a statue and prayed no one could smell what i did. it felt like i was sitting on a hot, damp cushion. fortunately it was warm out and almost every window was open on the bus, so that helped with the smell. but there were still a few kids who i heard saying "who farted??" and things like that. i just stayed perfectly still and tried not to attract attention. when we reached my bus stop, i stood up carefully and slowly, and let my book bag sag low and cover my butt. i figured there must have been a stain and/or bulge on my butt so i was desperate to keep anyone from being able to see. i pretended to be looking at something on my phone as the other kids walked by so i could be the last one off the bus, then i slowly and carefully walked home with my book bag over my butt. i managed to get home free without anyone noticing, but it was still one of the most embarrassing things that's happened to me. the remainder of the bus ride after i'd pooped my pants felt like it lasted an eternity...

a couple years later when i was in 9th grade i made a poor decision one day to walk home from school with my friend Brian. I should have known it was a bad idea because i usually had to poop right after school, and the length of time it took to walk home would delay my time getting to the toilet. but i didn't notice a need to go at the end of the day when brian and i decided to walk home. but about 10 mins or so into the walk i realized that i did have to go, and i had to go pretty bad. i got really nervous and just concentrated on holding it in as we walked. eventually though, i couldn't fight nature, and as we were walking i started pooping my pants. i slowed down and made sure brian stayed ahead of me. it got pretty hard though to act casual, and he must have notice me making faces and walking funny because he started asking if i was ok. i lied and said i was fine, all the while i continued to fill my underwear and jeans as we walked. it was a pretty solid load and took a long time to come out, but when it was done it felt firm and had spread up the back of my pants. it felt like i had a really bad, tight wedgie. it was basically impossible to walk normally and brian wouldn't stop questioning me until i finally got overwhelmed with hiding it and i started to cry. i had to tell him that i pooped my pants, and i was SOO embarrassed. he was really nice about it though, and just said it was fine and could happen to anyone. i made him promise not to tell anyone and he agreed.

the last time was in 10th grade, and it was the worst. i didn't make it to the end of the school day. my last class was english, and i really had to go. i knew i was desperate but i still remained determined to hold it in. it was tough, but i felt like i had it under control. i planned to just bite the bullet and go in the school bathroom after school, and hopefully no one would be in the bathroom because they would all just be going home. but it was no use...i got a really bad stomach cramp out of no where, and i was just stuck there in my seat in english class knowing, to my horror, that i was about to poop and there was nothing i could do to stop it. so, was noisy. and obvious. a big soft load erupted into my stretch pants. my face turned bright red. i felt like i couldn't even move, i just wanted to disappear. people laughed at first because they thought i just farted, then when it became clear that i had actually crapped my pants people seemed shocked and weirded out. the other awkward thing was my friend Brian was in the class so it was now my second time pooping my pants in front of him...but he was such a sweetheart and never even mentioned it to me. anyway, i walked gingerly out of the room in tears and i stayed home from school for the next two mom wrote me an absence note saying i had a stomach bug... after that, i was much more careful. i actually worked to regulate my bowels to poop in the mornings before school. it worked eventually.

anyway, it sucks how crappy (no pun intended) teenage girls can be that it causes some of us to fear using a school toilet...but i guess at the end of the day we need to tell ourselves that its a lot less embarrassing to poop in the toilet than in our pants. right? to any other girls out there anxious about going number 2 at school...don't be. trust me you don't want to go in your pants by accident.



Sharing is caring

Hey everyone, it's been a minute since I last wrote here, but I have to share a recent experience with my girlfriend Nicole whom I last posted about. (For the clarification, by girlfriend, I mean Nicole is the love of my life. I don't think I ever explained it here but I came out as bi a few years back.)

I was taking a bath during a lazy Saturday morning when Nicole opens the door and spots me in the tub. She had to use our sole toilet in our apartment and warned me that it's gonna be a big one. By this time, we were completely open to each other no matter how disgusting it may be, so she undid her robe and plopped her bare self right on the toilet. My head was right next to the toilet, so I could easily hear, see and smell her impending eliminations. Nicole opened up her legs a little and let out a nice, gentle but fairly short stream of pee. It was still a bit yellow due to it being her morning pee. After the last few drops, she ripped off some tissue, patted her vagina and threw the paper in the trash. She then stood up, got her legs right on the rim, and squatted down over the bowl. She wanted to put on a nice show to share and hadn't gone for two days, and my heart was beginning to race again.

Nicole's butthole started to open as a thick, slightly knobby yet firm log started to creep out. She kept breathing in and out for a few seconds, and then when it reached 8 inches, it broke off and make a plunk in the toilet. Her hole immediately surrendered to release the rest of the turd, which was about another 8 inches of firmness. She did a great amount but still had more when she let out a few 3-4 inchers that were fresher (and more rank in stench, yeesh) and then moaned in relief, but not before letting out a final clearing fart. The bathroom reeked and I ordered her to switch on the fan. She got up to do so while I peered into the toilet and examined her load as best as I could without suffocating - I don't complain about stench this bad, but whatever she ate must have decomposed in her gut! Nicole grabbed a few squares of TP to wipe off most of the poop smeared on her anus, then flushed that and her load right down the drain. She then joined me in the tub to clean herself off for a little bit. I'm still speechless by the experience; Nicole is a beautiful girl inside and out, but watching her pollute the bathroom to have me near-gaging was absolutely surreal.
But I still love watching her as much as she loves letting loose in front of me, and vice versa.

That's all for now. I'll see you sooner than you think.

- Shelly

Victoria B.

Response to Joanne


So I've been away for longer than I'd intended but I'm back now! A poster named Joanne asked about everyone's favorite childhood memory (gulp...) spankings and if anyone had ever been given one for having an accident. It was one thing that I was never spanked for but there was one toilet-related issue that did result in several bottoms-up visits to a parental lap: clogging the toilet and lying about it.

I got those spankings for lying, not for plugging up the toilet. It wouldn't have been a problem had I blocked the commode in my ensuite bathroom (where I was supposed to have my number twos). But I was embarrassed and ashamed and didn't want to admit that I had clogged one of the other toilets, at least in part because I had been told to poop exclusively in my own bathroom. Then as now, I tended to fill the bowl and my parents didn't want to deal with fixing a toilet that was used by my parents (I might not have mentioned this but I'm an only child) and guests. So, I lied and said I didn't do it. This was not the most elaborate ruse and it didn't take long for the truth to come out, as there were only two other people living in the house ...

My parents sat me down and gave me that same talking-to Joanne mentioned. I had used a toilet I shouldn't have and told a lie when I couldn't flush the proof away. Once everything had sunk in my mother got up from the table and took my hand. I knew where we going and that I'd be leaving with a pink, stinging butt. I tearfully followed her into their bedroom and got my spanking. She never used anything besides her hand and generally spanked me over my underwear but it still hurt. Unfortunately, I didn't learn from the first time and needed a couple more trips to her lap before I learned how to plunge a toilet.

Joanne also asked if anyone else had ever needed an urgent bowel movement while giving a spanking. I've only been on the receiving end but yes, the need once struck me while being disciplined. Between sobs, I said that I badly needed to go; my mom let me down and I gratefully shuffled to my ensuite.

Until the next time!

Wednesday, January 28, 2015


since i started drinking Actimel

thought i'd share with those who suffer with IBS like myself, that i started drinking Actimel (yoghurt drink) since the new year & it has changed my bowel habits for the better.
hope it carries on i'm liking it
would definitely recommend

Finally before i go
HELLO to John B :-)

John B- Glad you liked my story with Lis! I had vaguely considered it before but it was certainly your suggestion that made me decide to do it for sure, so thanks for the prompt! It was definitely an enjoyable experience for me.

Yesterday I was at the supermarket doing some shopping, when I needed to go for a poo. I considered waiting until I got home but I could tell the urge was too strong- my poo really wanted to come out! I put my purchases in my car and then returned to the store to use their ladies loos. I went in and found two of the three cubicles were in use. I saw why, too- the third one, furthest from the door, had an 'out of order' sign on it, so I had to wait. I stood waiting my turn, my poo getting pretty urgent. I could feel it pressing quite hard on my anus.

A woman in her mid 30s came in behind me and joined the queue for a seat. I had to wait a few minutes, and I was getting desperate to do my poo. I badly wanted to fart but couldn't while I was in the queue waiting! I held my gas and poo in, and after a couple more minutes the middle cubicle opened and I went in, replacing the woman who came out. I quickly lowered my skirt and knickers to my feet and sat.

I tried to hold in my fart, but I failed and it came out loudly and embarrassingly! My poo was very close behind- I didn't really want to let it out right away but it didn't give me a choice, since it was urgent. I let out two turds quickly, which made loud plops. With the most urgent part of my bowel movement done, I was able to sit back and relax a bit and reflect on my embarrassment at making such a racket as soon as I sat down, letting everyone know I had been desperate for a poo! The other woman left and the woman waiting went in. I heard her do a wee. I let out another, quite soft turd, with a bit more gas. I did a couple more logs and then I was finished.


Post Title (optional) Constipated

Well it seems like my last post didn't get posted so I will try again. I've been very, very constipated lately. Since my last post, I've had so much trouble pooping, its been extremely difficult for me. I've had several times where I've had to waddle around my house with a huge log sticking out of my anus that got stuck halfway out. And it's been taking me at least 2 hours to push my loads out. Sometimes up to 3 hours!!!I just ended an 8 day bout of constipation and it was terrible!! The shortest bout I've had recently was 3 days!!! So I've had mega, mega constipation, by far the worst its ever been!!!!

I was also just wondering if any of the usual suspects have been badly constipated lately. Jasmin K, I haven't seen you on here for a while but I'm guessing you have been very constipated, like me. You mentioned that when you have a huge hard constipated log stuck in your rectum, it comes out a bit when you get 'intimate' with your boyfriend. Has that been happening lately?.

Bloated Butt, where are you lately?? Also Dude in Distress and Dominic, how has your constipation bden this year? Constipated to the max? Or has it been not too bad?

And of course, anyone else who has been constipated that I have forgotten. I really have to sort out my bad constipation now. Its just gotten so bad and it's never been this bad before. And I've got bad hemarrhoids. I'm also worried that I will end up with long term problems.

Just want to address one mechanical and several manners related issues here. This covers a number of posts that have not been posted this week:

-To the young people: Punctuate. Posts cannot be a single run-on sentence. Look at all the examples here below. They are your peers, and neighbors. Take note of their example. We're not grading on perfect spelling, capitalization, and grammar. We are however, grading on your ability to convey a thought or an idea. So is the world you will inherit. Make a habit of doing this in everything you write. Your very livelihood and future depend on being able to share ideas.
-To the old people: Have not, a sharp tongue, and contrary spirit. With age, the lewdness, vitriol and stubbornness of youth give way to wisdom and maturity. Recall the conduct of simpler times, when people, tolerated others, spoke modestly, spoke respectfully, kept talk of the bedroom in the bedroom, and ignored not the basic ideals laid before them. Rebellion is for the young. Teenage angst departed many seasons ago. Convey your arguments with respect, and treat those with whom you differ as equals. Speak not your opinion as supreme fact. Speak with humility and speak your opinion humbly as your opinion.
-To all: Treat the opposite [or same] sex with respect and speak of them the same. Everyone is someone's sister, brother, son or daughter. Think of how you would have yours spoken of, before you speak. What respect could be found, if the forum were full of this crass talk?
-To some: No one will be tried publicly, no matter what their crime. Air your grievances in private. Air your grievance clearly as some of you have done, that it may be addressed. Behold, humiliation, and digital pummeling in the public square is not the measure you would wish to receive, should a grievance be aired against you.
-To some more: Demand not. Watch your tone. "Please" and "Thanks" are in the dictionary next to gimme, and tell me just the same This is a subject that touches everyone. What are your experiences?

No one is above being forgiven, however sadly, the definition of insanity springs eternal. Remember, the cliché "There is none blind as he who refuses to see".

Pooping D
@Becky M: hey, great to see another Scot on here! Great story by the way.

I was driving home from a friends house last night. We still have a fair bit of snow in the north east abd the councils hhaven't been great at clearing it. It took me about an hour driving from my friends in town to my house in the sticks. Anyway, about 20 min after I left the urge to poop hit me hard! I thought 'its fine, I can hold it'. I could feel it wasn't gonna be a totally solid one either! Getting closer to home, the urge was really strong. My stomach was cramping and my bowels were aching.about 10min from home, I was driving through a wooded area and almost lost it, in the sense of both the car and my poop, when I hit some ice going round a corner. I decided enough was enough, and pulled over. Left the car running and went behind a mound of dirt. I pulled my jeans and boxers down just below my knees abd no sooner had I squatted, than a torrent of mushy poop exploded from my anus! Suffice to say, it felt amazing when I was done. I cleaned up with some wet wipes I keep in the car, and looked at the pile of mushy, orangey-brown poop I left, melting the snow around it.


Couple of Stories

Hi guys. It's been a while since I've posted a story on here so I decided to share some incidents that happened within the past little bit.

~Story 1~

Last month during the Christmas shopping at a local Costco, I had the urge to poop. The Costco I went to had a washroom but it was out of order, besides, even if it wasn't, I still preferred to wait because I always disliked the hygienic conditions of public washrooms. Anyways, I tried to hurry my shopping list along by getting everything I had wrote down and about an hour had passed before I was able to get out of the place and to my car. After loading the items I had bought, I drove back as fast as I could to my place because the urge was getting very bad. By the time I got back, I quickly grabbed what I bought from costco and up to my place (~PS. Some items was for the car, so I left some of the items in there and took the rest).

Sadly the elevator was broken so I had to take several flights of stairs and due to the desperate urge and the items, it was difficult to not lose control. When I got there, I quickly unlocked tried to unlock the door but due to my haste, I dropped the key by accident. I went down to reach it, but as soon as I did, I let loose a very forceful fart and I could feel that I was about to lose control. I quickly grabbed my keys, and got back up to clinch my butt cheeks to make sure I didn't while I unlock the door. Soon as I did, I bolted in, locked the door and went straight for the bathroom after putting the items on the counter. I quickly tried to undo my belt as the urge keep building, then after pulling my pants down, I sat down and this thick turd started emerging and started to come out slowly while I let out a relieving moan. After several minutes, it ended up being a couple of long turds that required me to not needing to wipe much at all.

~Story 2~

About a few weeks ago, Karen's boyfriend had broke up with her. Karen is my roommate if any of you remember my stories from mid-last year. Anyways, after it happened, she wanted to get back at him because the only reason why he broke up with her was because he was sleeping with another girl. While we were thinking about it, I joked that I should go a round of enema in his car while he was away for the week or some concert in the neighboring state and they're all going in his buddy's truck. She seemed fond of the idea because she thought it would be a pretty nice revenge. I kinda hesitated because I've never done this before but after talking about it for several minutes, I decided to do it.

I usually take 1.5L to 2L but this time I tried taking as much as I could handle, which was almost 3L. After administering the enema, we went to his car. Luckily he forgot she still had a copy of the key that he gave her awhile ago, so we got into the car. This was the most I've ever taken in at one time so it was very difficult to hold it in. She went into the backseat while I went into the driver's seat. I leaned the seat as far back as it could go so she could have full view of it happening, then sat down to have better control of my bowels. I told her that the urge was very bad and wasn't going to be able to hold it in much longer, so I told her I was about to go. She started watching as I leaned in towards the steering wheel, lifted my butt up and relaxed my bowels. "Oh my god here it comes.... ugh I can't hold it any longer....", a violent wave of watery poop came pouring out of my butt and all over the seat. Several waves of the watery poop continued to come out. After several minutes of this, I finally was emptied, then I noticed that there was a lot of poop that came out. I wiped and left it on the pile of crap left on the seat.

I also had to pee, so I decided to go to the backseat and chat with her while I pissed into the seat there. She thanked me for what I just did, but I was kinda glad to do it because I was pretty backed up inside and he was a jerk anyways. After peeing, we went out and didn't look back. I wondered what happened to his car up to this point.

~Story 3~

About a few days ago, I was sitting on the toilet reading a magazine, because I've been farting and had a upset stomach for the entire morning. Then suddenly Karen came back home from a long shift at work and she said she had to poop very badly and asked if I was gonna be long. I told her I wasn't sure but probably. She told me to hurry up because she was getting very desperate. I felt bad, so I decided to offer to hold the little waste basket beside the toilet while she go. She hesitated for a moment, then accepted the offer. She quickly undid her pants and slid it and her panties down, then stepped on the step stool and leaned against the wall while bending her knees and semi-squatting over the basket. I told her to let it rip when she's ready. She let out a slight moan then a small fart came out, followed by this thick turd that started to poke out. She started saying: "I can feel it coming....", then she squatted a little bit more lower, then it started to come out a little bit more faster but still kinda slow. She suddenly said: "Uuggghhh, here it comes..... here it comes...".

While it was almost half a feet out, she said she had been waiting for this for what seemed like forever. After she had finally pooped, while she wiped, I noticed she squirted out a slight amount of pee. She asked if I would mind if she pissed as well because she had 3 cups of coffee running through her at the moment. I let her and that only lasted like a minute.

Anyways, I hope that was entertaining. I'll post some more later on if anything interesting were to happen. Cya later guys.

Sonya Sue

Answer to Mystery Poster's Question

For Mystery Poster:

You've asked a good question about me sitting on the toilet for 10 minutes at the civic and that not being enough time for me to get my pee going.

No I wasn't that relaxed because I had realized that Shannon was right and that I should have gone in with her across the street and peed when we got out coffee. It would have been easier for me there, despite the fact that I don't worry much about sitting on public seats as much as she does. Also the seat and entire bathroom was cold and almost half dark. And the seat was just so uncomfortable for me. I'm 6'1" and 150 pounds and the seat just didn't help me relax and feel confident. Then Jackie crapped so efficiently in the cubicle next to mine, that my hurting bladder wasn't going to be emptied frustrated me. And, I know that having watched videos the night before on my computer of famous singers such as Dionne Warwick and Jackie DeShannon doing the solo I was about to do for a large public audience was scary to me because I wanted to get the song right for me and my school.

Hi guys this is my first post on this. i love your guys stories by the way i'm 13 a brunette and love reading and posting stories here's my story,
i have a weak stomach so i get the runs a lot. a week ago me my 16 year old cousin Haille and my 5 year old cousin Tori Haille took me to justice to get me these really cute jeans i want and after we got the jeans we went to McDonalds tori had a happy meal i had large fries and an Oreo mcflurrie
after i ate i needed to pee so i went to the bathroom. there was 1 stall open it was in the middle i pulled my pants and panties down and started to pee i felt like i had to fart so i farted, and a little bit of diarrhea came out. i was kinda embarrassed because the bathroom was quiet so i quickly wiped and washed my hands when i came out haille gave me the rest of her mcchicken. after we ate we went to toys r us to get tori something after she picked out what she wanted i felt a strong urge to poop. i told haille theres no bathrooms in the toys r us because its in an outlet so haille payed for tori's toy then we drove to the outlet center because there's big bathrooms there. we rushed in and tori said i need to poo me and tori went in i took her in my stall i pulled my pants down made it just in time. tori pulled her pants down we were going to share the toilet but a log came out of her butt on the floor. i was on the toilet for 20 minutes haille checked on us i said were fine. after i finished, i wiped grabbed a piece of toilet paper and picked up her log threw it in the toilet and flushed we washed our hands and left

Young Professional
I've been reading this site for about 6 or 7 years now, but have only posted once or twice, usually under different names. I'm a male, 6 ft. 1, average build (a little above 200 lbs) and am in my mid 20s. For my entire life I have always loved reading about/seeing/hearing women pooping. For whatever reason it just does it for me. I've saved some of my favorite posts, and I also have a few favorite all time posters - AmyLee was one of my favorites, but she has not posted in some time. More recently, I've really enjoyed Megan's posts (especially about the cafe bathroom!) and Victoria B.'s posts. Thank you both (and everyone, for that matter) for sharing - please keep posting!

I have a very brief note that I thought may interest this forum. I'm currently living in a small, 2 bedroom 1 bathroom apartment that I share with a friend. It's a great location and it is very affordable, so I'm very happy here. We've been living here for over a year now. Our bathroom is actually a bit small though - when you enter the doorway you have about two steps before you reach the other side. The sink and toilet are on the left side, and the shower is on the right. Whenever I sit on the toilet to poop, my knees end up almost touching the side of our bath tub (I have pretty long legs).

I can't recall when this all started, but I actually discovered something interesting some time last summer. One day, I really needed to poop but was a bit constipated. I had once read about how toilets that allow you to squat actually allow you to poop much easier than a conventional toilet. So I had an idea. With the tub so close to my toilet, I picked my feet up and placed them on the side of the tub, which put me in the same angle as if I was squatting. The results were almost immediate - my poop started moving much faster and without having to strain I was able to finish my business. I enjoyed it so much that to this day, every time I need to poop and I'm in my apartment, I prop my feet up on the side of the tub.

I wonder if anyone else has tried something similar? Hope you all enjoy the post.

Brian W
Ashley G- I love reading your stories. Please keep putting more on here lol I check everyday for new ones from your girls go poop at school or any public restroom if they have to?


Soft messy dumps

Hi all. So I've ditched the laxatives etc and instead opted to eat healthier. Whole grain breads instead of white bread, trying not to eat much rice, vegetables, lots of water, etc and it's helped a lot in the bowel department. I've been having BMs almost every day and it's usually URGENT.

The other morning I got woken up and I had literally seconds to get to the bathroom because I had to go so bad. Almost lost it in my underwear which would have been a huge mess because it was a HUGE load. One end of the toilet to the other was covered in crap. About 3 feet long. It was a soft load but giant.

The next day or the day after I had another really urgent need for the toilet-right in the middle of lunch! Again another giant soft crap. I had to go again later but this time a bunch of small soft logs.

Last Saturday I did two giant craps. Once when I got up then again about an hour later before I went to the grocery store.

And since then I've been going every day to every two days with lots of gas and having soft diarrhea like poop (one day had a skidmark in my underwear. Oops.) or several small logs. It feels good to poop so frequently. I've cut back on my coffee and Coke intake to avoid the horrible diarrhea. Instead I've cut down to 2 cups of coffee a day as opposed to 4-5, one pop a day and lots of water instead. Been so thirsty so water has helped me. Haven't been eating as much as before either so I think I'm losing weight. I've had tons of gas in the morning but I still have to be careful when I fart because I don't want a mess in the seat of my pants. Especially when I haven't had my morning poop yet. My bowels have kind of developed a habit of when I poop. Usually around lunch time and sometimes in late afternoon.

I've abandoned the stool softeners and laxatives and instead developed healthier eating habits so it's worked for me. If you can help it, please don't use laxatives or enemas unless you really need one. Try these changes first and if they don't work for you then use a laxative as a last resort. I'm trying to not make my bowels lazy or to become dependent on laxatives. I've done this for years and I don't like spending $25 on a container of Lax a Day. These diet changes are cheaper and better for me. And drinking tons of water has helped me a lot too. Remember: STAY HYDRATED! Water is your friend!

Happy pooping all! :)

Need to go

Desperate at the gym and chat

I went to the gym the the other morning to take a spinning class before work! I had drank a large amount water earlier in the morning. I felt the need to pee before leaving. When I got there the need grew and the need to take a dump as well! I went to the locker room and stripped the need to pee quickly grew to urgent I abandoned the dressing thing and started my way nude to the toilets. On my way there a friend of mine said hi and began to talk to me. I stopped and chatted but the need grew ever stronger I was shifting foot to foot and leakage was imminent I grabbed my dick and sprinted the last 15 feet or so to the stalls. I sat down and began peeing before I even closed the door. My buddy continued talking to me as he finished dressing and he then proceeded to the urinals to pee! By that time I was still peeing and shitting at the same time! He finished proceeded to his work out while finished up and got dressed and headed to the class. What a relief!



I love the feeling of being constipated very much! Therefore, i always make myself constipated on purpose by eating dry food, esspecially try to hold shit inside my asshole as long as possible. sometimes i push my rock hard poop back into my anus.


To Kelly M, Leslie and Claire

I can relate totally and I'm so sorry for what all of you went through with the accidents. I've noticed that it seems like you hold it FOREVER and then just as salvation is near, the accident happens.

I'm with all of you - if we're going to poop our pants then why do we suffer so long only to embarrass ourselves anyway?

Too, I've been thinking about this for a while. I wonder if it is that when we get so close to being able to relieve ourselves that we get a false sense of security and subconsciously relax (even slightly) and it just happens.

Please hang in there!

Love to all!


Monday, January 26, 2015

So this was 3 years ago. I went Black Friday shopping with 2 of my cousins, who are both girls. They're both very pretty, and we were really close, even though they were both older than me. I was only half awake when we left for the mall so I had decided to...well..."go commando" the mall. While we were in a toy store buying christmas gifts, all the food I ate for thanksgiving started coming out. I was panicking but all I could do was stand there as it came out. Because I wasn't wearing underwear, a piece slid down my pants leg and landed next to my feet, right there in the toy store. I knew it was only a matter of time before someone saw, but I still had to "go" when I was done, there was a pretty big mess in my pants. My cousins found me standing there in shock. They took me to a family bathroom that was luckily next to the store. They put some napkins on the ground and told me to stand on it. They unzipped my pants and pulled it down. I was still crying and frozen in embarrassment so one of them started wiping the insides of my bum. When I was clean, one of my cousins offered to run to a nearby store to by me new pants. I sat on the toilet half naked in awkward silence with my other cousin, waiting for her to come back. It was super embarassing to be changed and cleaned by two pretty girls, even if they were my cousins. Plus it was the first time anyone had seen me naked. We were closer than ever after that tho. i have a lot more stories from my childhood btw

Mystery Poster

To Sonya Sue

You probably felt rushed and couldn't relax to just go pee. But, you had 10 minutes to go. Did you feel rushed/stressed about the 10 minutes you had to use the bathroom?


Thanks for the posts

Tori, that is a great story, I can see how in a competitive situation you are so focused on the game that your body suppresses some urges. Then remove the focus and it's like waking up late on Sunday morning with your in-laws knocking on the door for the brunch you invited them to and totally forgot about.

Catherine, that sounds like a totally satisfying dump. I am wondering if the warmth may have been due to some spice in the food.

Ashley G- Well the couple of girls that I said knew, don't actually know where, just that I've mentioned them going before online, my girls are are actually really about shy about it around others, pretty much only open about it to me and their sisters. and very rarely go in public stalls.

the other night one of the twins Mika, was in the shower and I was helping her wash her hair, it takes some time for her to wash it since it's pretty long, so I was helping her. then Milly comes and asks if she can use the toilet, I tell her sure, so she comes over to the toilet, as I'm helping Mika I can hear Milly peeing for a bit near me and she farts a few times, then after a bit more I notice Mika is fidgeting some, I ask her if anything is a matter and she shakes her head no, and said "No, I just need to poop, I'm just trying to wait until I'm done with the shower, but it's getting hard to hold it" I tell her "oh ok, well just hold on, I'm sure Milly will be done soon" I then I look to Milly and say "Right Milly?" and I see her leaning forward a bit and bit of a pained expression and see a big poo between her legs then hear a loud plop and Milly says "yeah, I'll be done in a minute, sorry" and so Mika fidgets while I help wash her hair and Milly tries to hurry up and Mika is farting every now and then, then Milly get done just as we are rinsing her hair out and stands and say you can go while I wipe" and starts wiping I tell her ok just she has to rinse her hair real quick and I look in the down in the bowl and see 4 poos, one pretty thick one over the hole and then 2 more not as thick around it, then a really long one floating above them probably over a foot long or more, I push the flush on it as Mika turns off the shower and luckily it all goes down, and then Mika gets on the toilet and I see a long poo coming out between her legs as soon as she sits down and then I notice she is crying as she she starts to sniff and I ask her whats wrong and she says "I couldn't completely hold it" I tell her "oh don't worry about it, it's not your fault" she cheered up a little bit, and said "but it's still really embarrassing" when she got up the was just this one really long poo in the bowl over a foot for sure, maybe close to 2. then while she was wiping I looked in the shower and saw a poo it was a sorter one about 3 or 4 inches long but it was a good deal thicker then what she did in the toilet. I clean it up,(it was pretty solid btw) and Milly is telling Mika "I am so sorry, Mika,..." and talk more and stuff but yeah.

Ashley G
Brian W.- Yes they are pretty open about pooping in front of me. Ive always raised my daughters to be comfortable with their bodies and themselves. We've always been casual and normal around each other, which has helped us maintain a good relationships. Yes they've seen me poop a number of times. And to my knowledge they poop most days although I dont always see first-hand. Hope that answers your questions.

Jessi- couple of questions for you. You had mentioned previously that your girls had big appetites, what do you feed them? Do they participate in sports? Have they seen you poop?

I'll post more later,
Ashley G


Replies to Megan & Jemma

Hi everyone it's John B.

Megan great story about you and Lis in the open toilets, it made good reading! Without wishing to be presumptuous was it me who sowed the seed about taking Lis there or was it on your own volition? Either way great!

Jemma x great stories recently about your close encounters! Years ago when my wife used to menstruate she similarly got caught out and from then on always made sure she had a spare pad or tampon in her handbag (US = purse). Hope you're keeping well and I look forward to your next memorable visit to ceramicsville! x

Take care everyone!

John B x

Kelly M
Hey everyone, I'm back. I thought I'd post another story. I don't want to give the impression that I'm always having accidents but hey, they happen. If you figure you go to the bathroom 5-6 times a day for 365 days a year well, obviously you might not always make it. One time I was drunk and my bf was giving me a ride to my apartment but I wanted to stop and get something to eat. So he stopped at a grocery store and I ran in. I was wearing a nice top and jeans. I had to pee but figured I could wait until I got home. I started to lose it in line to pay. I stood really close to the checkout counter so the lady ringing me up wouldn't see. I ran out and got right next to the car and peed my pants bad. Like soaked. I apologized to my bf but he was like "Well, it's not the first time" and took me home.


Really had to poop at the mall

I was at the mall the other day. I'd had a coffee in the morning elsewhere, and when I was in the mall, I really had to poop. I didn't know where the bathrooms were, so I wandered around, trying to find a map - and I just happened to arrive at the bathrooms. I'd made it in time!

I went into the bathroom, which had two stalls. I went into one of the stalls, took my coat off, pulled down my pants, and sat on the toilet. I pushed down and immediately started unloading. It felt so good to be taking a dump after all that urgency! I also peed quite a bit while I was crapping. When I was finished, I wiped, and, since someone else had come into the bathroom in the meantime and I was a bit embarrassed to go out of my stall, I waited until she'd left. I then washed my hands.

I felt SO MUCH better after that!


Steve A's bullying questions--my answers

1. What do you think of the behavior by the teacher?

Its not fair that the back room teacher doesn't give you a time limit, but tells you personally that you can't go and the front teacher sometimes has the 3 minute time limit. I don't know how far the toilets are from your classroom, but in some schools the walk down and back could take 3 minutes, and that's not providing on-stool time and washing your hands. Going to the bathroom at school should not have to be a sprint event.

2. Would you have treated me differently if you were a teacher?

Definitely. If you hadn't abused the privilege in the past, I wouldn't have said No and I would never want to put a time limit on it. I personally use doorless stalls between classes because its such a hassle to leave class anymore. Teachers shouldn't make assumptions that 3 minutes is enough time to pee or crap. For me, I can do a crap within 3 minutes and get back in time, but because of my smaller size (3'7") weeing is more uncomfortable, especially in the larger toilets we have at my school. 5 minutes would work better for me.

3. Would it be wrong to tell someone about your problem?

I don't know. Last year I wrote about my friend Lorenz and how he hates to sit in someone else's pee which is the case in about every boys bathroom if you want to take a poo. He went to his counselor (a man), who was somewhat sympathetic, but said there aren't a lot of answers to the way students mess up and outright vandalize the bathrooms.

I'm on the Student Council and these topics are coming up. By doing exchanges with students at other schools in our city, we know that the bullying and vandalism is an even bigger issue elsewhere. I've read several of the posts on this board and going back a few years, there's definitely a problem. Me, personally, I've had detentions for class tardies due to the bathrooms. Among the Old Posts, there's an End Stall Em who gets punished for not using the closest bathroom to her classroom but instead going to the new wing of the school where the lighting is much better and the toilets are cleaner. Jaded Jarrod goes into the bathroom after lunch and some prankster has coated the seat with a type of super glue and he gets stuck and an ambulance is called. And its sad that others such as Frantic Francine and Caryl Marie are practically terrorized by school toilets, classmates who are mean and mess up the toilets, and the bullying teachers and administrators who control them.


To Claire

I'm glad your parents didn't actually make you wear those pull-ups to school. That would have been really embarrassing and hard to explain to your classmates. I'm also glad you were able to overcome your issues with pooping at school. You should know that your problem isn't all that uncommon. I know a lot of women who admit now that they had problems pooping at school. I don't mean to say that they had problems to the point of having accidents, but problems that caused considerable worry and anxiety growing up.

I consider myself very lucky in that I never really had any such problems. In elementary school, each classroom had its own bathroom attached and the privacy that it provided made it very easy to do whatever I needed to do in there. In junior high, I attended a brand new school with very modern and immaculately clean bathroom facilities that were a pleasure to use. And I was fortunate to have teachers who never gave you a problem about going during class time. So when I did need to go #2, I could just get a pass from the teacher and go when there would unlikely be any other girls in the girls' room. Come my high school years, they had just built a major addition to the high school with several modern and very well-maintained girls' room facilities. Sure, there were some crummy bathrooms in the old section of the building, but it was very easy to simply avoid using those particular girls' rooms. And I had very nice teachers in high school as well and I could get a pass to go during class times when I had a good chance of being alone in there. Everything was fine except for one little issue that I'm going to write about now.

One time during my sophomore year of high school, I got saddled with a Saturday detention for cheating on a Geometry test. That was 5 hours Saturday morning stuck in this dank, dusty room in the basement of the old section of the building. And we were given extra homework assignments in all our classes to keep us busy during the detention. This was my first (AND LAST!) time in Saturday detention. The only reprieve we got during those 5 hours was a 15 minute break in the middle to go to the bathroom, get a drink of water or whatever.

I was happy when the break time arrived that morning because by then I had to pee kind of bad and I also had to poop. But I was definitely NOT happy when I saw the bathroom facilities we were expected to use. Like I said, this was the old section of the building where I avoided using the bathrooms. But here during Saturday detention the rest of the school was blocked off and this was the bathroom we were expected to use. I was absolutely horrified. Not only was this girls' room dirty and rundown, but there were no doors on the individual toilet stalls. I think I could have dealt with dirty and rundown, but the lack of privacy doors on the front of the stalls was just too much to deal with. A few of the girls in there with me that day (there were 8 other girls besides me) must have known what to expect because they went right into stalls and peed. The rest of us seemed to hang back not really knowing what to do. I think we all eventually peed but I don't think anyone pooped. I did manage to pee - I pooped a squat rather than sitting down on one of those filthy toilets - but no way was going to poop out in the open like that. I really didn't have to poop that bad at the time, so I figured I could probably hold it in until I got home. I figured worst case scenario would be that I'd have to poop in there later that morning. Even with the open stalls, at least then I'd have the chance to be alone in the girls' room and wouldn't have to poop with an audience of 8 other girls.

But what do they say about the best laid plans. Of course, my need to go only got worse and with about an hour left in the detention, I realized that I wasn't going to be able to make it home. I raised my hand and asked for permission to go to the girls' room. The teacher then just gave me a surprised look and said "You've already had your bathroom break." She asked me "Why did you go before when you had the chance?" I told her that I didn't have to go then but that I did have to go now. She then explained that at my age I should be able to hold it in for awhile - the implication being that if I didn't have to go at break time, then the need to go is only recent and that I should be able to hold it in for the time remaining in detention. Now, I was stuck in a really awkward spot. I couldn't very well tell her that I actually did have to go at the break but I just decided not to. All I could do was just insist that I really did have to go bad, but she just kept denying me permission. She then threatened me with another Saturday detention if I didn't keep quiet and get back to work. She also pointed out that should I decide to leave that room without permission what would "void" the Saturday detention. That is, I'd be considered not to have served my punishment and I'd now have to serve the next 2 Saturdays in its place.

I actually did make it to the end of the detention session. I was in agony for pretty much the last 45 minutes or so, but somehow I was able to hang on and hold it in. Unfortunately, that had apparently pushed my bowels to the absolute limit. No sooner did I stand up to leave, when I just completely lost control and my bowels completely erupted into my panties. At first, it seemed like my bowels were taunting me. It was like why did they let me suffer holding it in so long, only for me to have an accident when I was like 30 seconds away from being on the toilet. But in hindsight, I realized that that was really a good thing. Had it happened only a minute or so earlier, it would have been impossible to hide it from everyone else in detention and I'd surely be the laughingstock of the whole school. As it was now, I was able to tie my jacket around my waist and waddled out of there undetected.

The mess was a pretty bad one, though. It was a solid bowel movement and it felt like it had really stayed in my panties, but I could tell it was a really big load and I could tell that I hadn't been able to hold any of it in. Mom was picking me up after the detention and in this condition, there was no way I could keep this a secret on the drive home. I gave a thought to going to the girls' room and trying to clean myself up before facing my mom, but there was the risk of someone seeing me in the girls' room. The idea of pooping in the toilet in an open stall was bad enough - although I'd have certainly preferred that to what I was facing now. But the idea of having to clean up a mess in a stall like that was even worse. I'd just have to face my mom like this. Better to be humiliated in front of my mom like this than being humiliated in front of my friends at school.

But I caught a break on that one, too. Rather than my mom, it was my older sister who picked me up. No sooner did I step into the car, when she smelled what I'd done. "My god, what is that smell?" she asked. Of course, a moment later she realized what is was and just stared at me with a stunned look on her face. Finally, she just asked me straight out, "Did you just poop in your pants?" I just burst into tears. I was too embarrassed to actually say "yes" but obviously, she knew it was true.

When she finally got over her initial shock, she apologized for reacting like she did. I explained to her how it happened and she said she understood. She tried to be sympathetic and comforting but I was still mortally embarrassed having messed in my panties at my age. She was happy to hear that no one at school knew that I'd done and promised that this would just be a secret between sisters. She suggested that she NOT take me home to face mom and dad like this. Instead, she took me to her health club and had me check in as her guest. I had to pay a $5 guest fee but it was well worth it. She took me to the bathroom in the women's locker room and helped me clean myself up in there. She flushed my soiled panties down the toilet. I didn't think that panties could just be flushed down the toilet like that, but she told me that the industrial flush type toilets in public bathrooms could handle it. I was able to clean up pretty well with toilet paper in the stall - At least enough so I could step into the shower and fully clean myself in there. I never had a shower that felt so good in my entire life. While I was doing all that, my sister was able to blot out the little bit of mess that was in the seat of my jeans. I had to go commando, of course, but at least she got the jeans clean enough so that I could wear them home.

Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Ashley G great story it sounds like Natalie had a good poop and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

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

To: Sonya Sue great story.

To: Tori great story.

To: Bianca great story it sounds like you were pretty desperate to poop and just made it without having an accident and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Chloe B great pooping story.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Becky M.


Hi I'm 16 years old and from Scotland, I'm in 6th year at high school.

This happened yesterday... I was looking after my little cousin - Megan - who is about to turn 6.

We had been in all day and I had a shopping list from my mum so we walked down to Tesco (supermarket for you americans ;P).

On the walk there I started to need the toilet so when we got there I headed there taking Megan with me. We went into the girls toilets and I took her into the stall with me. I needed a poo and had not gone in almost 2 days so I knew it would take me about 20 minutes to clear my bum out.
I pulled my jeans down to mid thighs and my panties just past my bum and sat myself down. I had a nice long wee for a good 2 minutes then I just relaxed and quickly heard my poo starting to crackle out of my bum. "I need toilet too" Megan looked at me. "A wee wee?" I asked her. "Yea... poo poo too" She told me.
"Are you desperate or can you wait for me?"
"Desperate... It's almost coming out." She said in a panicked voice.
I got the poo that was hanging out of my bum finished with and then paused. I got up and helped her get her jeans and pants down to her ankles - noticing a rather large mark on the back of her pants and a poo poking out of her bum. I took mine off completely and lifted her up and then I sat down and opened my legs wide enough so she could sit between them then helped her sit down between them.
I had another poo and wee again after sitting down and was finished within 5 minutes. She was still pushing her poo out and passed about 4 or 5 large pieces that were medium in length but large in diameter.
After she finished and had a wee I gave myself a quick wipe - not worrying too much as I would clean fully at home - then cleaned her up and we re-dressed and did some shopping.


Best Poop Ever!

Hey I'm new here, I found this site a few months back and I love reading the posts! Finally I decided to post something, so here's a bit about me, I'm a 14 year old girl, I'm about 5"2 in height, skinny, brown hair and hazel eyes. I've always been interesting in pooping since I was a little kid. My favourite kind of stories to read are about teen boys pooping, it turns me on.

Onto my story:
This morning I woke up, and needed to take a shit really badly! I couldn't fall back asleep because the need to poop was so urgent. Begrudgingly, I got up, nobody was home so I didn't bother to close the door. When I got to the toilet I was squirming trying to hold the monster shit in. I pulled my pj bottoms down and sat on the pot. Immediately, I started farting, I farted at least 20 times! (I usually only fart on the toilet, not during the day so I always fart a lot on the toilet). I hadn't had a good poop for a couple days now. So I continued letting out gas as I felt my large poop moving toward my anus ready for exit. I got in my pooping position. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees and began to push. My monster turd began to turtlehead as I leaned forward even father! My stomach was cramping, as I was pushing really hard, scrunching my face up and grunting and straining. I looked down, waiting to see the tip emerge, my hole was stretching so wide! I decided it was at a point where I no longer needed to push so I stopped and let it stay in my anus hanging out my ass. I loved the feeling! I was aroused. I waited with the shit hanging out my ass, my hole still insanely stretched as it hung. I was still watching the poop. Finally after minutes of shit stuck in my ass I gave a small push (I wish I left it there longer!), it was a bit stuck. The poop was so wide, I didn't push as it moved slowly out. This was my favourite part, it was sliding out so slowly. I watched it fall and splash in the water below, the water splashed my bare butt because of the force. I didn't really need to go after that monster turd but I wanted to try and shit more so I waited there on the toilet. I tried hard to push but my hole already hurt so I decided to look at my creation. It was wider than it was long. It was a bunch of hard poop squeezed together. It was huge though! I don't know exactly how big (sorry). I wiped up and washed up then left the bathroom.

Later that morning, around two hours after my first trip to the bathroom I felt the urge for another one. I got excited and ran up to the bathroom. I sat down and peed. I only got out a bunch of farts, sadly. But I will post later if I have another good shit.

Hopefully you liked my first post!

I have a question for teenage guys:
Best poop at school? (In high school)


My response to Matt, Steve A.

Matt - I try not to use suppositories, because I just don't believe in using them. I use enemas however, I did one a few months ago because I had some issues with not emptying completely, but before that I hadn't done one since I was 7. I take Metamucil and fiber supplements, and it seems to help, I get plenty of exercise (and stress) everyday, and I drink quite a bit of water. I've been trying to add more fruit to my diet as more water inside the fruit is what counts. So far I've been pretty regular. I've used a suppository when I was 7 and it was when I was constipated for about 4 days, which was a long time for them (parents), but not me. I pooped out the suppository, so they put an enema inside me, and I finally went, and it wouldn't go down the toilet it was so big and thick. I ran inside my room crying, and my dad told me about the (above) aftermath.

Steve A - Have you ever considered waiting to poop until afterschool? You are in band and you probably have afterschool practice, so you could poop in the meantime. By the way, what are your bowel movements like, have they changed?
My Responses:

What do you think of this behavior by the teachers? Eh, life is life, they are just trying to stop people from spending the whole class in the bathroom (skipping). In college, from where I live I hear if you leave class, you can't come back in, so think of yourself lucky.

Would you have treated me differently if you were a teacher? I would have let you gone at the end of the class, if I wasn't in the middle of notes or something. Sometimes people leaving can be a big distraction to the kids around.

Would it be wrong to tell someone about this problem (Ex. guidance counselor, vice or main principal) if I got health problems from holding it in too much overtime or having an unintentional accident because I held it in too long? They probably wouldn't do anything, and would just make your life miserable. Once again I'd try to tell you to hold it until afterschool because then you don't have to worry about being late to class or whatnot. Of course you could pinch it off fast in the middle of two classes with passing periods. How are your bowel movements like? How long does it take you?

Speaking of poop, my last one yesterday was quite nice. I had a nice shit the day before and when I got home, I made a beeline to the pot. I sat down and it came out very smooth. When I stood up it was one big log that curled up onto itself in the drain then the other half stretched to the bottom half of the bowl. I wiped with a very small bit of toilet paper, and flushed. It didn't go down with the first flush so I flushed again. :D

Saturday, January 24, 2015

John H


Hi all, some comments.
@Megan, thanks for sharing you and your friends experience of the open toilets.
@Tristan, welcome and thanks for posting.
@Home Pooper, hi and glad to read about your progress, keep us updated.
@Speedy, hi and hope you post some new stories. I bet you will have lots to share.
@Sarah, hi and thanks for posting. It's good you can laugh about your accident as it could have happened anyone in the situation you described. Hope you continue to post now you have shared one experience.
@Kelly M, sorry to hear about your accident but at least it was only your friend that seen it.
@Beth, welcome and I hope you keep posting. Sounds like a very enjoyable poo. Did you not mind that your friend listened to you on the toilet?
@Tori, hi and thanks for sharing. You sure managed the situation well so that nobody noticed that you had a full accident.
@Catherine, hi hope all is good and I sometimes have a hot dump like you did. I think I have them after eating a lot of spicy food. They sure are enjoyable dumps aren't they?
@Savannah?, hi and welcom. Savannah is a really nice name by the way. I have not heard it before. Anyway I enjoyed your description of your sisters poop. It sounds like a enjoyable one. I have peed in the bath and shower many times. Do you pee in the bath often? Hope you post more and good luck with the tests.

I wasn't planning on sharing a story in this post but while I was writing I was blasting out lots of long loud smelly farts. I was then hit with a feeling of building pressure and I knew that I had a dump on the way. I decided to finish the post before going to the toilet.
As I wrote I was hit by several strong urdges that grew stronger and hard to hold back.
The pressure was so strong that I couldnt focus on what I was writing and it felt that I was loosing control.
I went to the toilet and as soon as I sat down a river of soft poo rushed out.
What really surprised me was the speed the poop came out and it just kept coming. It lasted over 30 seconds before it stopped and I pushed out a little more.
I was expecting a messy wipe up but I think the poo came out so fast it didn't make things to messy.
That's all for now. Take care all,
John H


desperate poo at motorway services

Yesterday i had to drive up to the forest of dean for work
& along the M4 i needed a poo.
this urge became desperate.
i'd not been for a good day or 2 properly
due to being constipated so this was needed!
I pulled up in a services about 20 mins later & parked up.
waddled in to the building & saw the signs for the ladies.
entering there were lots of loos but it was busy with mums & children
taking a loo i locked the door pulled down my trousers & underwear & plonked my arse on the seat.
immediately with no effort required my plops fell in to the loo. Trying to be as quiet as possible the loo soon began to smell awful! 8 plops initially, then a further 8 on top of that. Loose thin light brown mustard colour logs all sunk to the bottom snd piled on top of each other. I wiped 6 times & flushed. Sprayed my perfume & exitted to wash my hands, & back to my car on the way to the F of D.
My next poo was actually at my clients house.
(I'm sure he was outside listening i sensed a presence whilst doing my business)


What come in will come out

Hey everyone been a little while . Today I like to share a story that happen with me on yesterday. I went to the grocery store leaving the baby with big baby lol , so anyway before I start shopping I felt the need to stop in the ladies had a good meal last night and nice breakfast , so I get in there 3 out of stalls are in use and I decide to take very end stall, open up the door lock it behind me. Unbutton my shorts and pull them down to ankles and pull down my panties to my ankles and turn around and sit on the toilet after few moments I begin farting and I feel my hole open up and plop plop plop feeling great I sit up straight place my hands on my thighs silent gas comes out and more plops like 4 then I feeling my hole open up little bit more and feeling so wonderful all this coming up out of me, then felt like a banana was coming out of me came out at the end feeling so relieved I sat few more seconds before I started wiping and I flush the toilet and all went down , and afterwards I start wiping about time I was done I was the only left and I looked at my cell see the time like whoops was on toilet for almost 20 mins . I got done wiping pulled up everything and went wash my hands and went onto my grocery shopping took a hour to get all what we needed for the food items that we didn't have, and this nice boy maybe like 15 help me out putting the groceries in the car , and gave him a thank you tip cause he didn't have to help and he said oh anything else you want me to do I said you okay , as he was walking away I saw the bulge , but me happyliy married with family. But that's all right now cause I have to go pee right now bye

Ashley G
This morning I went into the bathroom to pee and Natalie is in there, "Ill be done in a minute, im pooping." I say "ok sweetie, tell me when you're finished" At this point she's leaning forward and I can see a big poo coming out between her legs. I hear a loud plop as I leave the room. Within 5 minutes "im done mom" comes from the bathroom. By now im pretty desperate. She says "you can go while I wipe" and gets up I look down in the bowl and she what's she's done 3 poos, a thick long one sticking up from the hole probably a foot long or more, and two on top around 5 inches. As I peed she giggles and says she feels much better now.

Savannah-welcome to the site and I enjoyed your story about your sister

Jessi- Hope you have another story soon!

Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Savannah first welcome to the site and great story about your sisters big poop it sounds like she really had to go and I bet she felt pretty good afterwards to and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Sheena B as always another great story it sounds like you had a really good poop and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Ashley G great story it sounds like they both had good poops.

To: Tlana great story.

To: Beth first welcome to the site and great story about your big poop it sounds like you really had to go and I bet you felt great afterwards and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Kelly M first welcome to the site and it sounds like you had a pretty rough day and I look forward to reading more of your stories thanks.

To: Sarah great story.

To: Blueboy great story.

To: Megan great story it sounds like you and Lis both had good poops and I look forward to your next post thanks.

Well that's all for now

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Steve A

To Sheena B, Bowel Bullies At School Story, Questions

To Sheena B: That was an interesting experience. Maybe the 9 year old girl will find Toilet Stool and post about her experience at the breakfast place in where you took your massive dump at.

To Bladder Bullies: I can understand being a Bladder Bully victim, but what about Bowel Bullies? Some Background Info First:

So, last week during study hall, I asked a teacher in the back of the classroom instead of asking the main teacher in the front of the classroom to use the restroom. The main teacher in the front would give me a time limit of about 3 minutes to use the restroom. She sometimes forgot to say "3 minutes" when I asked to use the restroom to go poop, which made me happy and less stressed about a time limit, but it was on and off for her saying, "3 minutes" when I asked her to go sometimes. A few times, it took awhile to go poop during that period. Add those few times that I took more than normal to use the restroom to poop to the times when I asked to go poop in which I took my normal time to go, which lead to the 3 minute time limit. She thought I was going too much, but that's a period of the day when I sometimes need to go.

So, back to last week: I had to poop at that time. So, I asked the teacher in the back instead of asking the main teacher in the front to avoid her "time limit" answer. The teacher in the back said, "No". I was stunned, upset, angry, confused, etc. I decided to hold it in to avoid getting the "time limit" answer from the main teacher in the front. My next period was Spanish in which I hoped to get a chance to go poop. I had to wait until the end of Spanish class with like 7-10 minutes left when I had some free time left in the period to go poop. I actually asked to go halfway through the class period and the teacher said I had to wait since a couple of guys asked to go before me. I eventually made it and I finished with like a minute before the period ended. I wasn't late for my next class, but imagine the explaining I would have had to do if I was late for my next class.

I have some questions for everyone to answer about my story:

What do you think of this behavior by the teachers?

Would you have treated me differently if you were a teacher?

Would it be wrong to tell someone about this problem (Ex. guidance consoler, vice or main principal) if I got health problems from holding it in too much overtime or having an unintentional accident because I held it in too long?

I personally wouldn't tell anyone about my problem unless something embarrassing or serious happens to me, which is very unlikely to occur with me.

Any feedback would be appreciated. Thanks for reading my story and have a good day everyone.


Re: SpeedyBK

Hi Speedy !

Glad to see that you're back. I always liked reading your stories.

I have cerebral palsy (CP) and I post here throughout the year.
I use a wheelchair away from home so I always seem to have misadventures using it when I need to go to the bathroom. I also have a bashful bladder that leads to other problems, too.

I went to a special public school for handicapped children and knew a lot of kids who had spina bifida and needed to wear diapers. In college I knew many quads and paras (in fact one of my roommates was a quad), so I became familiar with catheters, legs bags, bowel management and the like, so I guess my fascination with bathroom stuff came rather naturally.

I remember your last story about the nurse you met in the parking lot. Did you ever meet up with her again. I thought you exchanged phone numbers.

Anyhow, glad to see you're still around. Post when you can.

Brian W
This is to Ashley G....your daughters sound extremely open and comfortable about pooping around you lol that's good. Do they poop everyday? Have they heard you go poop?


Hello Everybody!

I hope that everyone is having a great New Year! I'm sorry for not posting. I've been super busy!

I had a great bowel movement last night. After dinner with my parents I went to my suite upstairs and picked up a book I had been reading. I knew I was due for my evening bowel movement. About 30 minutes later after letting the sensation build I knew that it was time to take a dump (I love that phrase!).

When I got situated on the toilet, nature began to take its course. What made the doodie so memorable is that it was hot! I mean, it felt much warmer than usual. Overall, the poop was solid-soft, formed and came out in 4 plops, with a fifth that I had to push out. If you put the plops together, I guess that it would have been about 14-15 inches long and close to 1 & 1/2 inches thick.

But why was it so warm feeling? That was awesome!

Love to all!



Response to Michael

Hey Michael,
Matt here. I don't know about your post of black people pooping more than white. I think we all go a lot, just sometimes better than other times.
Also, have you tried Fleet glycerin suppositories? They work great for mild constipation. Plus, when you use it, you can time your bm and get back on track like you said. It works in about 15-30 min. Just make sure to insert it deep and don't go at the first urge or it wont work. Let me know if you have tried them before? ttys

Sonya Sue

Horrible Near Pee Accident

On Martin Luther King Day, my high school was one of many that had the day off. However, our 24-member vocal ensemble, had to meet a our school at 7 a.m. to board a bus that took the 12 girls and 12 guys downtown to the civic arena where our group was part of a much larger show for city and state leaders, the media and general public. We were in our performance outfits that include heels so we didn't want to do too much walking. But when we got to the arena my friend Shannon said the bumpy ride and the fact that the driver hit a couple of curbs in pulling into the parking lot, had her bladder upset and she wanted me to go with her across the street to a coffee shop so she could pee there. (Shannon doesn't like to pee or crap for that matter in large public bathrooms which she says are too dirty). So we walked across the street and while Shannon was in the bathroom, I bought us two coffees. We took our coffees across to the civic and were just in time for a rehearsal for our set that included a sound and light check. I don't know what it was, but after I finished my coffee, I felt a pee coming on. It was a half hour or so before we had a break and our director suggested we go to the bathroom and gave us like 10 minutes.

So Shannon walked out into the hallway with me as we sought the toilets. When we found the bathroom, it had like 15 or 16 stalls and was quite chilly. The first stall was open so I went into, hiked up my dress, yanked my underwear down, and threw myself onto one very cold seat. A cold seat is nothing that usual, but at school the stools are so heavily used that it doesn't happen much. Although my bladder was in pain, the longer I sat the more frustrated it became because I couldn't get my stream to start. It was more frustrating because Jackie, who was in the stall next to me, sat right down, crapped with like six or seven plops into the toilet, and was washing her hands, when our director yelled into the room that we were late in getting back. So I pulled my underwear up and made a run for the stage. My bladder pain was only getting worse once I got back onto my feet. And it didn't help that I had the closing solo of "What the World Needs Now.." for our set. As we were lining up on the risers I whispered to Shannon that my bladder was bashful. She said I should have gone at the coffee shop. I started to cry a bit, but caught myself and was able to restrain it.

The mayor and a senator were getting ready to open the program and since we were still behind curtain, I told Shannon and our director that I was going to need to use the restroom. Our director said something sarcastic, that drew a couple of laughs, but I didn't care, I just needed to get back on the toilet and relieve myself. The seat of the stall I selected was warmer and I knew I only had like two or three minutes. I was encouraged to feel some activity and hear a few trickles hit the water, but that's as far as it went. I got myself presentable and ran back, without even stopping to wash my hands. Now I was getting both hot and scared as I took my placed on the risers. The curtain rose and I tried to smile like a trooper, but I was in a lot of pain and almost confident that I was going to pee during our set. Luckily, my mind was diverted, but as soon as we took our bow, and the curtain closed I halfway jumped down, forgetting that I had heels on and could have broken one or even my leg, and made my third trip to the toilet. Now most of the toilets were in use from the other acts waiting to perform. I staked out several of the first stalls, and when a door opened and a girl came out (it was obvious that she had crapped but I didn't care) I placed my butt on her very warm seat. This time my trickle started almost immediately and accelerated to a point where those near me could hear what I was doing. I was so thankful, and as I placed my face down on my lap, I started to cry a little as my stream continued heavily for more than a minute. I washed my hands, went to the auditorium, and luckily Shannon was holding a seat for me. It's amazing how you can enjoy a two hour show once you're no longer in pain or in fear of having an accident in a very public situation.

Shannon couldn't believe it, but at intermission I got back up and went back in where I had no trouble draining my body for another minute or so. She went in with me and was a witness. The bus ride back to school was OK but as soon as we got to the school parking lot, I told Shannon I had to go in and crap. I had no problem, and as soon as I placed my butt on the seat, a soft banana-size piece slid out of me. I had forgotten to check for toilet paper first, and as you can guess, there was none. But I asked Shannon to bring me some and she did. Only she had to go back and get me another couple of pieces I was still not fully clean.

Later when Shannon and I were talking, I got to thinking is she might be right about using smaller bathrooms. I've never had a tough time peeing a large bathrooms, nor have I worried about sitting right down on the toilet seat. But I just don't understand what happend this time.


Question for Savannah

I never had any siblings and have always been interested in what that relationship must be like. Do that two of you poop in front of each other often? Do you ever feel uncomfortable being watched while you push to poop? Have you ever seen each other really constipated?? My Mom and Dad were both REALLY private about pooping and I can't imagine "going" in front of anyone!!!

Today I had been needing a poo since late evening. I try to poop afterschool, but my body recently has taken up a new path. I get constipated sometimes, but for the most part I poop everyday to every other day. I don't poop that much, but when I do it's pretty nice. Today after I got home from school, I played around and watched some TV, then I had to fart, so I did, and it smelled quite fowl besides being silent. It smelled like it was going to be diarrhea, but I wanted to hold it in before I bathed. In the evening I finally went to the loo, my belly was aching and I really needed to poo. I sat on the toilet with my legs spread apart and my bum raised off the seat. I pushed and very quickly a long thick log of poo fell in the toilet. When it splashed it smelled bad around me, so I knew it was big. I got up and saw a big turd the shape of an L. It was pretty thick and long. It was reddish brownish at the end as I had a lot of beans and chili the day before yesterday. I was scared it would clog the toilet, so I hopped into the tub, washed off, and then got out, dried off, and then flushed the toilet. It didn't go down, it didn't budge. I flushed again and it partially went into the hole. I waited, and then flushed and it all went down the drain but it was stuck there. So I went and drank some water then came back and flushed and it went all the way down. Man, I love pooping.


An old accident

I've been kind of reading here off and on for a while but decided I'd finally post something. My name isn't really Tori, but I'll go with it here. I'm 35 now, married, one child, normal working mom. But this story I'll go back to high school for. I played golf on my high school golf team. One late afternoon we were playing and I had kinda needed the bathroom when we started but didn't have a chance to go. We only played 9 holes in high school, so I figured I could hold it for two hours. As the round went on I was playing really well and didn't want to stop to go to the bathroom and honestly sometimes forgot I even had to go when I was really focused. Anyway, we got to the 7th hole and I started to feel it more. By the 8th hole I was pretty desperate and had to sneak a hold between my legs when lining up a putt on the green. When I wasn't hitting I had to stand cross legged and squeeze everything in. (I had to do both pee and poop.) Carrying our clubs didn't help, either. We were on the 9th hole and I was really getting worried. I knew I was running out of time. We got to around the green and I was literally prarie dogging, as they say, and had to really fight to keep from losing it right then. When I went to putt I squatted down and sat on my heel to help hold it in. We finally finished the round, shook hands, and I told my coach I was headed to the bathroom. I walked inside as fast as I could while holding everything in but the closer I got the worse it got. I felt some pee leak out into my panties in the pro shop and felt myself blush hard and I grabbed my crotch and kept going. I made it to the women's locker room and headed for the toilets but halfway there I started leaking and could feel wetness on my fingers through my shorts, which were a dark navy blue. It kept leaking and then turned into a stream and then I couldn't stop it and just stood there and totally peed down my legs onto the tile floor, standing there like a deer in headlights. And then the poop came out, of course, and I felt like I had a giant, hot, smelly grapefruit in my panties. I was in shock. A 17 year old shouldn't do this. I waddled into a stall and locked it behind me and slowly took everything down and cleaned up. The shorts barely showed any wetness at all, you had to look really close. The panties were ruined so I threw them away and had to go commando in my clammy shorts and try to not flash anyone on the bus ride home. I don't think anyone noticed. Nobody said anything, anyway. So there you go, the story of how I embarrassed myself in high school playing golf.



2 Gas Attacks

Hi again! Today at work, I had a couple of gas attacks. These weren't urges to fart, but verry mild pain in the stomach. I didn't need to poop during the first episode, but did however, during the second. The first gas attack happened after drinking soda. My second gas attack felt mostly the same, but I also thought my face was flushed. This occurred later in the day (some time after lunch). The feeling eased off a bit as I made my way to the 3rd stall of our bathroom. After peeing, I pushed out soft turdes that came from my butt in quick succession. The first round of escaping turds was a little large, and I had a second pooping episode that was smaller. I sure stunk up the loo from all that! Later when I came in for a pee only, I noticed that it smelled like someone sprayed the bathroom with air freshener.

Chloe B

New orleans trip

So today I'm gonna talk about my trip to New Orleans that our school had last year! So to begin I roomed with my three friends Alexa (white brown hair always braided skinny) Katherine (Asian good figure about 5'6) and Juliette (skinny, Mexican about 5'8) so we all had to wear jeans and a school shirt as code. So when we got to new orleans the guides all let us go out and each lunch. Alexa saw a po boy place so we are that. After lunch when we were all walking around the French quarter Alexa as Katherine both needed to pee and then I realized I did too. We found a restaurant with a bathroom that had 4 stalls. Juliette didn't need to go so she waited on us. I took the middle stall while Alexa took the first and Katherine to my left. As I sat down and pulled down my jeans and Hanes panties I saw Alexa pull her panties down to her ankles and start to pee. I peed for about 30 second then wiped and flushed. Alexa was wiping and Katherine was still peeing. After we were all done we basically messed around till dinner time when the whole group had to meet up at bubba gumps shrimp restaurant. At dinner I needed to poop as I hadn't gone all day!so I went to the ladies room all the stalls were full so I deiced to wait till we got back to the hotel. So when we got in our hotel room Juliette called the bathroom so I had to wait even more!! I could hear her pooping as she let out 4 turds and a fart. I heard her wipe then I ran in after she flushed! She was washing her hands while I pulled everything down and farted! 5 turds just shot out of me with crackles and farts! Juliette was laughing at me! I was laughing too and told her I hadn't gone all day! As I finished my poo I got my pjs ready and took s shower. As I was in the shower Alexa asks if she can use the bathroom. I was showering and We're all girls so we didn't care if we saw each other. So I can kinda see her through the curtain and she's pulls down her pants and begins to poop. I hear her butt crackle as a turd hits the water. She lets out a fart then 2 more turds. As I'm done showering I step out and dry off she was gonna shower after me and so after she wiped I was putting on my pjs and I see her take her undies and shirt off. She has a cute butt that I wish I had. So after everyone showered we all went to bed. I slept with Katherine and Alexa slept with Juliette. I slept in a t shirt and panties as did Katherine. We had to be up early and be down for breakfast at 7:30 so I rushed and didn't get to brush my hair good. So after breakfast I told Alexa that Im going back up to the room. When I get there Katherine is in there pooping up a storm. I ask if I can come in to brush my hair and she said yes. As I come in Katherine has her jeans and Hanes pink panties with a white waistband at her knees and tells me thT her stomach is upset. She let out a wet fart and then some liquid poop. I told her it was probably the shrimp from last night! She let out more liquid poo and I ask if I can poo next. She wipes her vagina and butt and pulls up her pants. I start to pull down my undies and take seat. The bathroom smelled awful by this point and I thought I'd add to it. I let out a fart with a solid log and then 3 turds. I was done after that and I wiped. I'll tell the second half next time hope you enjoyed!!

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Hi, I'm a 16 year old girl in the 10th grade. I'm about 5'3" and 130 lbs. I have brown hair and eyes.

The other night, I had a lot of tests the next day and a lot of studying to do. I was getting stressed out and decided to take a hot bath to help me relax. I pulled up a chair next to the bathtub so I could study. After about 10 minutes, my sister Jazlyn (who is 14) knocked on the door and said "Can I come in and use the toilet." I said "Come on in, I don't care if you see me." She came in, took off her pants and panties, sat on the toilet, and said "Thanks for letting me in." Jazlyn relaxed and began to pee forcefully. The pee hissed as it sprayed out. After about 15 seconds, her stream stopped. She said "I have to poop." I said ok. Then she closed her eyes and started to push. A turd crackled out of Jazlyn's butt and splashed into the water. I noticed the strong smell the moment the poop came out of her butt. Then she pushed out another one and was done. Her turds were both about 12 inches long and 2 inches wide. Jazlyn flushed, wiped her butt and vagina, flushed again, and left. After 30 minutes, I started getting the urge to pee. After 10 more minutes, I really had to go, but I didn't want to sit on the cold toilet seat. Since I was about to get out anyway, I decided to let it out in the bath. I let go as a strong, yellow stream jetted out from between my legs. It was making a yellow cloud in the water. I peed for nearly 30 seconds before my jet came to a stop. The entire tub was yellow. I got out, drained the tub, and put on my bathrobe. Bye!


Just Another One

Reply for Sonya Sue.

1) Why do you think the first bathroom was locked? Does that happen often in your school? Usually on certain days of the week it is locked, in don't know why but it usually is

2) You didn't say whether there was a privacy door on your stall. If there was one does it give you the privacy you guys really need when crapping? Most of them have a door, but there are ones without them that no one uses for anything.

3) Does your school have the butt-gaskets to put on the seat? If not, do you guys spread toilet paper over the seat before sitting? I honestly just check first and sit down, I usually don't worry about germs and such because I always shower then I get home.

4) Under what conditions do you guys not pull your shorts all the way down to your ankles? When I have a lack of privacy or know someone else is in the bathroom.

5) Is it common to flush twice and and wash your hands twice? I usually flush once depending what happens in the toilet.

6) Why didn't you just tell your classmate you had gone to the bathroom?
A: I don't usually like telling my less closer friends about that sort of stuff

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