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Erin
Things haven't gone too well. In my last post I said I was going to just poop the next time I needed to. Well the next time I felt the urge to was while I was in school so I held it and lost the urge and forgot about it. I didn't feel it again until the next day at school so I held it again. I finally dicided to do it sunday afternoon but I was very constipated. It was very difficult and was taking forever. People kept on bugging me and my sister got really pissed cause she needed to get something out of the bathroom and kept on asking "are you done yet?" "come on!what the hell is taking you so long?" and finally "hurry up already I have things to do today!" I gave up and finally did it just now.


Jane
Diane NY: Gary and I send our condolences to you on your personal tragedy.

Hi folks. Quick story here. I was coming home from the mall and needed to poop. I went to the bathroom by the master bedroom. My husband Gary happened to be in there washing his hands. He said, "You went to the mall in that?" I was wearing a very short blue denim miniskirt, which I wore during my college days in the late '80s. I said, "Don't worry, hon. Girls are wearing it again, and mine wasn't the shortest." I pulled up my skirt and pulled down my white panties and sat. I farted loudly and pushed out a long thick piece of poop that plopped loudly into the toilet. Gary and I were talking as I pushed out four more long thick pieces. Normally, if he bothered to stay while I pooped, he would mostly look away. However, this time he stared at me the whole time. I was done and wiped a few times. I flushed the toilet, got up, pulled up my white panties and began to pull down my skirt when Gary suddenly said, "Don't pull down you skirt yet." I asked, "Why?" The ! story continues in the bedroom.

Quick hellos to Althea, Buzzy, Jeff A. (long time no hear), Robby & Annie, RJogger & Kathy, Rizzo, Kim & Scott, Carmalita & Jake (hope you're having fun on your honeymoon), Renee & Patsy, Michelle in Louisiana, and everyone else.


Donny
Hey HighSkoolSenior - I used to do the same thing - pee out of a second story window from my bedroom. The piss ran down a short section of roof and then into the gutter. I enjoyed showing my friends that trick - when we were together in my room and I had to whiz, I just opened the window and pissed.


Rebel
Hey all! I'm a newbie poster, but I've been reading this forum for a while. Anyways. I don't really have anything intresting to say. Except that for the past three days my poop has been green, and I thought that was kind of odd. I kind of have a question about that. Because I feel fine. i thought maybe it was a symptom of the flu or something, because I had the flu all last week. i hope i am not really sick, that would be embarrassing. oh well. i'll post tommorow. laters.


TheLazyTexan
HiSkoolSenior -

Cool experiences. You're the only dude I've ever talked to on here besides Donny. I'm straight. I haven't pissed in a toilet for maybe 6 months now. When I'm in public I will use a urinal and if I'm at home I'll either piss in the shower, step outside, or pee in a bottle that I use during the night. The bottle I have is called Little John and it is red with a white lid. You can buy a female adapter for it. I have and my fiancee said it looked neat. I don't know where you live but you can buy these bottles at any aviation shop. They cost $10 max and they are convienient and fun to pee in. It feels so good just reaching under my futon and grabbing it then sitting on the side of my bed and just letting it go into the bottle. I'm probably the only dude my age who would enjoy something like that but oh well, to each his own. Laterz.

-Brian

by the way I am an 18 year old white male from Houston, Texas.


TTT
Hello all,I
t's been forever since I've posted here, but I had a couple interesting experiences this summer I wanted to tell you about.
I did a summer internship at NASA in Washington DC. It was lots of fun. And luckily the womens' restroom was not far from the office I worked it. Every afternoon right before we headed home for the day, I'd make a quick stop at the restroom. But every time I did this, I ran into several of the older women from my office in there. I don't know why, but it was always somewhat embarrassing to go in there when they were there, because they'd be gossipping about other people in the office.
One day, we interns had an appointment to meet with our mentor after lunch. We'd just gotten back from the sandwich shop downstairs when I had a strong urge to poop. I knew it was something I'd eaten, but I didn't have time to go before our meeting. We went into our mentor's office and started discussing what we'd accomplished with our project, and my stomach started feeling rather bad. I started sweating a little, and was very uncomfortable. But finally he dismissed us just in time. I made a mad dash for the restroom and let loose with a very explosive wave of soft mushy poop. Thank goodness we let us go when he did!
Another strange thing happened to me shortly before we finished our internship. I had another urge to poop, but this time there wasn't a meeting, and it was later in the afternoon. I told my co-worker I was going to the restroom in case anyone came looking for me, then I walked quickly across the hall to the restroom. It's one of those restrooms typical in large office buildings, that have a small anti-room before you get to the bathroom. I went in the first door, then into the second, passed the sinks, and to the stalls. I took the first one, because I just liked that one better. One of the farther ones had the habit of getting stuck when you flushed it. Well, I was there for a while, and then I finished up, wiped, pulled up my panties and dress pants, straightened out my blouse, and flushed the toilet. But when I opened the stall door and went around the corner towards the sinks, this lady ran right into me! I was surprised to say the least. I have keen heari! ng, and I swear there was no sound of anyone entering the bathroom while I was in there. She couldn't have been there the whole time I was in the stall. But why was she right at the corner next to my stall? She may have been listening to me. Hmmmmm..... Interesting.
hey, if anyone on here lives in or has visited DC, does anyone know if the Metro subway stations have restrooms? I never looked to see, but certainly had the urge to several times. It would be hard to hold in your pee on the metro, since it jerks really hard when it starts or stops.
Hope my stories were okay today. Talk to you guys soon. Happy pooping, and I'll tell you another interesting story tomorrow.


Pete (US)
I just got back from a talk and slide show at a local travel bookstore
all about toilets all over the world. The presenter was a woman who is fascinated by toilets and how they can reveal a lot about different cultures. She is working on a book, but has not yet lined up a publisher.

It was quite entertaining and enlightening. I learned that in Japan, some public toilet stalls have a button you can push that results in flushing sounds, but no flush. This is supposed to avoid wasting water on courtesy flushing, but to accomplish the same thing by masking your sounds. In some Middle Eastern countries, they have a small water tube in the toilet bowl that points up towards your bottom. When you are done, you turn on the water and it shoots up to cleanse you. The lecturer told us that about only 30% of people in the world use toilet paper. The rest use water or other things, like sand in the desert.

She had some Space Shuttle toilet photos that NASA sent her. She said that astronauts tend to get constipated because the lack of gravity slows down the digestive process. She showed some scary toilets, like two planks suspended above a large pit, that you would not want to fall into. Some boats had a precarious toilet in a little hut, suspended way above the water. She also had a picture of a man & woman sailor ni a small boat, demonstrating how they just hang it over the back of the boat and go.

One clever-sounding device she showed was a combination "western-style" toilet and squat toilet. You could either sit down or step up and squat on the two foot pads built into the top of the bowl. We all agreed that the problem was that once one person qued it by squatting, no one would want to sit on it.

She talked about Japanese homes, where people take off there shoes when they enter and there are special slippers outside the bathroom so wear only in the bathroom, when using the squat toilet. The Japanese find it funny that Western visitors often forget to take off the special slippers that are only supposed to be worn in the bathroom and wear them all over the house.

All-in-all, a great presentation!

Pete (US)


Jeff W.
Some idiots at the marina had a party on their boat and most of them
were drunk. When my brother walked past them, they started to give
him a hard time and then blackened his eyes. When I found out about
this I was mad as hell, but of course they were gone. All that remained
was their 26' Four Winns. I considered smashing up their boat, but
pains in my gut gave me an even better idea! I put on some work gloves,
walked over to their boat, unzipped the cover and was pleased that
the forward cabin door was not only unlocked, but wide open! I opened
the door to the head, pulled my pants down, squatted, and painted
their toilet brown! This was one huge torrent of diarrhea, and to my
delight I even coated most of the seat and splashed the walls around
the toilet! I didn't see a toilet paper roll, but there was a tissue
dispenser on the counter, so I wiped and then threw the tissues
in the sink. The smell was so bad in the confines of the head that I
had to get out and close the door. I was just about to leave when it
occured to me that my bladder was still full, so I proceeded
to take a nice, lengthy piss on the carpet of their forward cabin.
This left a 2' diameter dark patch on the light gray carpet. I climbed out
of the boat, zipped up the cover and walked away, with a great feeling
of vindication. I have no idea how many days it was until they returned
to their boat, but I bet the stench in the cabin must have been unbearable
with the hot weather. Haha..




Jumpz
Hey guys! this is my time writing. Great site!
To Diane, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. Be strong, gal, ok!

I myself am v.interested in shit n toilet stuff. I always thought I'm perverted, but now I'm glad to know I'm not alone. I live in Singapore, where the law is v.strict, so there's no chance to poop/pee in public, I can't imagine what is the consequences, should u get caught! Not worth the risk!

As I have read so many stories today, (I spent hours here today!), so I can't remember who wrote it, but I'm v.glad to have a companion in my particular fetish. I like listening to the people in the cubicle next to me strain(its a pity they never make much noise!), and the sound of their products plop into the water! I remember 2 particular instances in my school. First was at the school library toilet. I was juz finishing in my cubicle, which is in the middle of 5. It was late morning, about 10ish. I heard the two cubicles to either side of me filling up, which is confirmed by the shadows of the toilet doors which u can juz about see if u look around. The toilet to my left was a squat(its v.common in Asia), which actually makes every movement of turds into the bowl louder, and it wasn't long before I heard "plop, plop, plop"! I got kinda excited as I realised my companion was pooping too. I felt sorry then that 2 of the cubicles are now occupied by poopers which meant we ! would take some time! Then to my even greater pleasure, I heard a few "plops" from my right too! The cubicle to my right is a sit, so it's not as distinct sound, but a plop is still a plop! For some reason, it excites me to know my neighbours are shitting too! (where I am, we use shit more than poop actually.)

The second incident was in another toilet at this lecture theatre. I was juz having a wee, when I noticed this square metal plate which is on the floor, meant to drain away water. It's placed juz between my cubicle and the cubicle to my left. As I stared at it, I realised I saw my neighbour, though she was already in the process of adjusting her jeans, almost ready to leave the cubicle (darn!)

These 2 incidents are so small and insignificant as compared to those I have read, and I think they are more of a warped nature. Do u guys think I'm a pervert? I would like to see a guys' toilet, and also hope to watch my bf/husband shit next time. (i'm unattached currently). I haven't any accidents of either wetting/pooping outside before, and I do really sympthasize with those who have to suffer these horrible embarrassment. I would love to hear from any1 who likes or has watched or peeped a guy/gal in toilet before ( I can't deny my voyeur side), or any1 who like to exchange email with me, of any bathroom experience. I'm open to all stories! Ok guys, keep the stories coming (they make my day!), take care, God Bless You all!


Yew
Laura:

I really liked your post! You say that you do not have children, yet. Well, what will be the difference when you do have kids, as far as childbirth? Your description could just as well have been talking about the emergence of a baby, just as well as it was talking about the emergence of a turd! Tell me if I am lying, here? Who needs lamaze-classes, I think that you and John seem to have the whole-routine down pretty-well, if I do say so, myself! I know that the baby and the turd both come out of "different-holes", but that is the only real-difference. The technique of delivery is the same. C-section is the exception, but you know what I am getting-@, right?

Yew


Tyler
Scott, Ross and Bryian: Another movie with a shitting scene in it was "Vatel." This was an arty type movie. King Louis XIV of France visits a chateau in the French countryside. In one scene he is meeting with several of his courtiers and ministers. We see the king seated and hear grunting and straining sounds. You only see the upper part of his body, but it is evident that he is seated on a commode while his ministers discuss matters of state with him. He eventually gets up and leans forward and you get a glimpse of a servant wiping the royal butt, while everyone watches. Historically, this was correct. Persons of high rank often took a dump in the presence of members of their court. It shows how much dumping in private is just so much a modern thing. Bryian - the movies I listed are mostly old. I don't necessarily recommend them, but I listed them because of the shitting scenes.


Pete
Jim: As a former military dude, I enjoyed your story about taking a shit with other dudes when you were in Vietnam. When I was based overseas much more recently, I had similar experiences. One place I was at, had a kinda pit toilet with a wooden seat containing 4 holes each with a toilet seat around the hole. My first day there, I went to take a dump. I sat down on one of the end seats and started reading an old Playgirl magazine. A marine comes in and pulls down his pants and skivvies and sits at the other end. He says Hi and starts reading another old Playgirl issue - these were just left lying around for toilet reading. He looks at it and says: "Oh shit - I've seen this one before." We agreed to exchange issues. He tosses his to me and it lands in my lap. When I tossed mine to him it fell into the shitter next to him and he nearly dies laughing. He says to me: "Hey dude. I hope you can shoot better than you can throw." You are correct. You soon get used to ta! king a dump alongside other guys and I met a whole bunch of real nice dudes while taking a shit.


Curious
Wow, Laura:

I think that I have a new "favorite-poster", and it's you! Jane & Carmalita were both "in the running" (something that I am sure that both of them would not like), but you have blown them away. You say that you had a huge-meal on Saturday-night. That must mean that you have a huge-dump, when that meal comes out(probably on Monday-evening), right? Could you describe that for us?

Curious


Jumpz
Hey guys! this is my time writing. Great site!
To Diane, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. Be strong, gal, ok!

I myself am v.interested in shit n toilet stuff. I always thought I'm perverted, but now I'm glad to know I'm not alone. I live in Singapore, where the law is v.strict, so there's no chance to poop/pee in public, I can't imagine what is the consequences, should u get caught! Not worth the risk!

As I have read so many stories today, (I spent hours here today!), so I can't remember who wrote it, but I'm v.glad to have a companion in my particular fetish. I like listening to the people in the cubicle next to me strain(its a pity they never make much noise!), and the sound of their products plop into the water! I remember 2 particular instances in my school. First was at the school library toilet. I was juz finishing in my cubicle, which is in the middle of 5. It was late morning, about 10ish. I heard the two cubicles to either side of me filling up, which is confirmed by the shadows of the toilet doors which u can juz about see if u look around. The toilet to my left was a squat(its v.common in Asia), which actually makes every movement of turds into the bowl louder, and it wasn't long before I heard "plop, plop, plop"! I got kinda excited as I realised my companion was pooping too. I felt sorry then that 2 of the cubicles are now occupied by poopers which meant we ! would take some time! Then to my even greater pleasure, I heard a few "plops" from my right too! The cubicle to my right is a sit, so it's not as distinct sound, but a plop is still a plop! For some reason, it excites me to know my neighbours are shitting too! (where I am, we use shit more than poop actually.)

The second incident was in another toilet at this lecture theatre. I was juz having a wee, when I noticed this square metal plate which is on the floor, meant to drain away water. It's placed juz between my cubicle and the cubicle to my left. As I stared at it, I realised I saw my neighbour, though she was already in the process of adjusting her jeans, almost ready to leave the cubicle (darn!)

These 2 incidents are so small and insignificant as compared to those I have read, and I think they are more of a warped nature. Do u guys think I'm a pervert? I would like to see a guys' toilet, and also hope to watch my bf/husband shit next time. (i'm unattached currently). I haven't any accidents of either wetting/pooping outside before, and I do really sympthasize with those who have to suffer these horrible embarrassment. I would love to hear from any1 who likes or has watched or peeped a guy/gal in toilet before ( I can't deny my voyeur side), or any1 who like to exchange email with me, of any bathroom experience. I'm open to all stories! Ok guys, keep the stories coming (they make my day!), take care, God Bless You all!


Donnie C.
Add to the list of movies with females beaking wind: "King Frat," a low-budget "Animal House" ripoff which came out in the fall of 1979. Among the many vulgarities is a farting contest between the fat "Hero" character and a DAMN sexy brunette in red silk bikini panties. And she let some big ones rip on the way to victory. Later, the fat guy is seen lighting farts to use as a weapon.


Fluidity
Kyosuke,
Wonderful story. Good luck with your wife.
Thanks,
Flu


Renee and Patsy
Renee

It is very difficult for me to write these next words. With a broken heart and tear stained eyes I want to extend my condolences to Diane from NY: Me and Patsy have been so upset about it. Diane, I know we're only cyber neighbors, but you are now our sister and we love you. Are there any words we can offer? I want you to know that Carmalita was worried sick about you for a long time. I will save your post for her and Jake to read when they return. My heart goes with you. I know Carmalita will want to send her best as well.
take care angel.
Renee

Patsy

A likewise word to Diane. Oh, my baby, yes, our hearts are open to you. I can't imagine the losses you have suffered. If I could hold you I would.

Steve: Thanks for replying to me. I've never tried to measure my pee or anything like that before. I guess I'll give it a try and let you know, but I doubt I'd ever take the title away from your gorgeous fiancee. You both are very lovely people who I enjoy tremendously!

I'll have some more stories for later. I got more pee stories for you also Steve. Renee did some good pees and poops yesterday too. She dropped some biggies from her cutie-bootie!

Patsy


Gopwoller
TC - On Big Brother Narinder came from the toilet and said to everyone "I've just been for my poo... it hurt a lot" and nodded... thats about all i've seen.

Chained should have been quite interesting, dunno if u know about it but i saw it advertised on E4. A load of lads and lasses are all chained together and have to shower, sleep, go to the toilet together. I never saw it cos i don't have cable but i bet that had some interesting scenes!


RJOGGER and Wife (Rich and Kathy)
First, Kathy and I want to thank the moderators, for re-posting our last story. We sent it out on Friday, the 12th, it was accepted, lost and after contacting them, it was posted today, the 16th. Our thanks to you hard working folks. Some short replies, then we will try to "re-post" another lost episode.

Diane- New York - You poor dear, our condolences go out to you. That you were able to post a story as you deal with this tragedy says how strong a person you are.
Adrian - The girls had already flushed, by the time I got to look in the cans. Trust me, both Kathy (my old lady) and Anne (Her best friend) both dump pretty substantial loads, and after a night at this "saloon", they both had a couple of memorable potty sessions. I see that you recognized the girls' names, as Kathy and I are sometimes posting with our real names. Thanks for the reply, take good care.

Kim and Scott - What a hot item you two youngsters are! Kathy and I just read your latest story, and it was one of the best "buddy" dump stories we ever read. Kim, you little blonde dare devil, you always seem to come up with creative ways to poop, so much so that we kind of expect these outstanding adventure from you. Take good care.

Tim - Cool story about Debbie peeing (and farting) through your legs while you dumped.

Jane - The "Queen" of the Ladies' Room comes through with another great story. Good luck with your "GI" tests, we hope that everything turn out well for you.

Hellos also to Renee, Patsy, Rizzo, Buzzy, Muggs, Robbie and Annie, and Carmalita, where ever you are.

OK, this is Kathy's story.
In an earlier post, Rick spoke about our penchant for clogging hotel toilets. Well, this little story may explain how all of that came about.
Shortly after I met Rick, my girlfriend Carol and I got summer jobs at a local luxury hotel. When school resumed in September, we were retained to work afternoons during the week. My story begins on a cold January day in 1965, a Friday during mid-term week. Rick and I had been going out for about 6 months then, and since we went to different high schools in the same township, we did not see each other during the week much. I was looking forward to going out that night with him, but first Carol and I had an English mid-term and work. Friday started out ok, but before I went to school, I did not produce my usual, large morning poop. I figure that I would probably go in school when I arrived, but I had no urge when I got there. I hooked with up my usual crew of Anne, Carol and Jean, and we of course went to the Girl's room. It was not too crowded, as not everyone had exams that morning, so Anne and I stood guard over a quiet lavatory, while Carol and Jean pooped in the doorle! ss stalls. The usual heckling fools were not there, so my girlfriends got to do their business in peace. Afterwards, in homeroom, I felt some mild discomfort in my belly, but nothing was moving. I thought it was unusual that I had not gone, considering that I had eaten very heartily for the last few days. My mom is Italian, she cooks Italian and I had been eating plenty of good food, including her 3 bean salad, in large bowls. Anyway, Carol and I finished our exam, then my dad picked us up and drove us to the hotel, for work. We were told to go into the large East conference room and make up seating cards for a weekend convention. Carol and I went in the room, sat and ate our lunch and then began writing out the cards. I got up to place the first dozen cards when it hit me. I felt like an avalanche had landed on my belly, and I put my arm across my mid-section and stopped in my tracks. "Kathy, are you OK?", Carol asked. "I need to use the Lady's Room, badly", I replied. "Can! you make it", Carol asked. "I think so", was all I could say as I squeezed my legs together and walked the short distance to the toilet. The toilet for women employees was only a short walk, and I was thankful that it was. It was a small facility, only 2 toilets and sinks, and both were unoccupied. I quickly walked into the first stall, closed the door, hoisted my short skirt, pulled down my white panties and began to sit. As I did, my anus involuntarily opened wider than it ever had, and as my ass hit the seat, this monster started to come out. It didn't cause any pain, but it was pushing my asshole wide, and it just kept coming out. It finally fell into the water, and I let out an audible grunt of relief. Before I could think of peeing, another 2 shorter logs made their way out, and then I finally relaxed and peed a long stream. As I did, I looked between my legs and saw this huge turd curling up in the bowl. When I finished peeing, I felt very empty, like I hadn't eaten in! weeks. Of course, I had eaten very well over the last few days, and even though I did poop the morning before at home, it seemed that all of the various things I had eaten came out in one bundled package. I started pulling toilet paper, dreading the mess I had to cleanup. I wiped and there was nothing there. So I did an "around the horn" wipe of my asshole, and again nothing. I wiped a third time, just to be sure, wiped my vagina, and got up. As I pulled up my panties, I noticed what looked like a 2 foot plus turd, about 3" wide and 2 smaller ones in the bowl. I pulled down my skirt and flushed. The water came up to the rim, receded and nothing moved. I tried this 2 more times, with the same result. I was getting a little concerned, as I didn't want anyone to notice what I had done. Then, the door flew open and I heard Carol come in. "Kathy, are you OK?", I heard. "Yes, but this toilet is not", I replied. Carol came into the stall, looked in the bowl, and exclaimed "Oh my God! , Kathy, you did THAT thing?, I can't believe something so big came out of little old you?", she laughed. She then went into the hall and into a utility closet, then emerged with 2 broken broom handles. "This should do the trick", she said. We took turns mashing up the 24+ inch monster, and after 4 attempts, the whole mess went down. There were skid marks on al sides of the bowl, but at least the load disappeared. Carol tossed the sticks into a trash bin, we washed up and went back to work. Later that evening, when Rick picked me up for our date, I told him that I had a story for him. He looked at me with a "What have you been up to" look. When we got in his GTO, I told him of my little "adventure" that afternoon. When it comes to watching, listening to or hearing about women pooping, Rick gets very excited. He was fidgeting as I talked, and that famous, ear to ear Cheshire cat grin was in place. When I had finished, he said "Gee, and to think that I missed it. Too bad you di! dn't have your Dad's Poloroid". My Dad's camera indeed! Rick would have loved snapping a picture of my mammoth poop, for posterity. Well, that little incident was brought up every time Rick and I stayed in a hotel over the years, and it got to the point where we took turns seeing who could clog the toilet. It is an activity that we still engage in today.

Bye Bye everyone, have a nice day.
Kathy


Logger
kim and scott,
I LOVE the stories about your MONSTER logs! Yuo always seem able to crank out a massive beast for yours and our enjoyment. Post more stories!
Ring Stretcher,
Nice to hear from you! I don't know how such little girls can crank out such thick, massive logs like you and kim! I'd LOVE to be a witness some day! You too-post more stories!
Diane N.Y.,
Good to hear from you. Your loss is unbelievably tragic! I'm sure I speak for most Americans when I say that those PSYCHOTIC MORONS who were stupid enough to perpetrate this act of war have NO IDEA of what's coming! We are in a rage that will NEVER cease until every last one of them has been sent to their "reward". Perhaps Melissa and her Maranello will be waiting for them, to rain down from above an endless pile of their massive turds on their miserable heads!


Bryian
To Charlie: That was an intresting story about you having to pee and poop but you were shy to pee and poop around others.

To Billy and Kevin L.: How old are you guys?? you mentioned you pooped in a bed pan in the car but weren't you embarassed pooping in your parents prescents?

To Jim: I liked your story about those open shitters that must have been cool to be around all these guys in the open while shitting!

To HiSkoolSenior: I liked your story about peeing in showers. I do it my self sometimes. See i have my own shower. I thought its cool that you pee on your self and do other things. How do you take 12 showers a week when there are 7 days a week??

To Wetteenboy: Liked your story about peeing your pants. I liked the part when you changed your clothes and your friend thought you were crazy for putting shorts on when it was cool outside


Diane- New York
You know, its funny how you can make a friendly conversation with someone you just donít know. For example I had to bring my M5 to the BMW dealer today for regular service and maintenance. I drove the wheels off it literally. Tires blistered, brake pads worn down so badly, filters, oil, and 1 inoperable right rear window. I knew the repairs would take a while. So I step into the restroom which has 2 stalls, but I didnít need to use the bathroom, just needed to clean my face. So while I was busy cleaning my face, a woman about 35 wearing a very expensive business suit like me rushed into the stalls. She unloaded wit a barrage of wet farts and diarrhea. I ask her if sheís ok. She says I should stayed away from that chili, Itís haunting me know. I laughed and she asked me if I was getting my car repaired too. I said yes. She asked me what do I have? I told her I have an M5. She had an X5 4.4I getting repaired. She is telling me how slow they are. I tell her I have! this same problem too while she lets lose with more pungent diarrhea. She was ready to wipe but there was not tp in her stall. She asked me to pass her some, so I went in the other stall rip off a good amount and she opened the stall door and I handed it to her. She looked like an older me in a way. I heard her wiping and then flush and wash her hands. Her name is Carrie. I told her wanna go to lunch, itís on me? She said sure we wonít be seeing our cars anytime soon lets find a good way of killing time--- a lot of time. After that we traded phone numbers and called each other later today. That was a nice but very odd occurrence.

Kim- nice to talk to you again, hey, many thanks for the condolences form you and Scott. I really appreciate them. I am a native New Yorker and this is just so shocking and frightening something so sinister could happen like that. The skyline doesnít like the NYC skyline anymore, itís so different. And yes Maranello did have a body building sister, as she was a body builder herself. Her name was Melissa, not Michelle as you thought. Maranello became my sis-in- law when she went ape for my brother and married him. Really nice story with you and your boyfriend have the Inaugural dump on you new toilet seat. Both of you really had a hell of a load to dispose. Its nice, you poop for him and he poops for you. Howís the Stangí holding up. Its nice talking to you again, take care.

RJOGGER- Itís nice talking to you again. Wow you run 7 miles. Wow talking about endurance. I wouldnít hold up before the first mile began. Awesome. Wow seeing a person running and you have a pretty clear view of what was going on even though they are behind a rock. That was some load she did. Can I ask you something, does running a lot gives people great bowel motions? Iím just curious? Nice story also about your wife and her friend having a large dump in the bathroom. You have 2 toilets in one bathroom. Very nice so ones always free. So how are all the Vettesí holding up? Well take care of yourself.

Robby- thanks for the condolenceís. I really appreciate it. And you are right Tina and Alex both give me a lot of support. Plus theyíre fun with there antics though Iím a bit too conservative for their tastes. I really enjoyed you story, It was (*****) 5 star awesome. I really liked it. Nice talking to you.

Steve and Louise- many thanks for the condolences. Your right, this shouldnít happen. No one deserves this. This is an act of pure evil and terror. Its mind boggling how someone can do something like this.

PV- Nice talking to you again. Thanks I really appreciate. I donít know what I wouldíve done in a situation like this. Some like this before 9/11 was unheard of.

Adrian- Thanks for enjoying my story. And yes I used to have a panful if I went once or twice a week. But I can explain myself, I am commuting a lot and I needed to gain supreme control over my body because rest stops are rare. So I learned that itís all in my mind. I have the ability to completely command my body. If I do need to go but donít want to, Iíll just think about other things and tell my body stop doing that. But this only works for a limited time. But I love not being held back because I have to visit the toilet every day. Its awesome. I told this to my doctor and he is unsure about my ways. And I must not drink a lot, just a few drinks hear and there for not peeing for a couple of days. When I have to travel on the LIRR (Long Island Rail Road) and I have to travel for a while, I can use the bathroom on the train, but it is small and not really clean so thatís when this technique comes into real good use. Same thing when I have to drive and I do th! is a lot. I just tell my body quit it, and think about other things and it always works. My friends think Iím crazy but my method never failed me. Nice talking to you.

Redneck- thank you for the condolences. These are very trying times for the nation. Itís very important to be united in these tough times.

Iím just noticing a scary coincidence, on 9/11 is was in my 911 stuck in traffic (whats new) when I heard the towers were bombed.

Goodbye, good night, and may God Bless America.


Renee and Patsy
Renee

It is very difficult for me to write these next words. With a broken heart and tear stained eyes I want to extend my condolences to Diane from NY: Me and Patsy have been so upset about it. Diane, I know we're only cyber neighbors, but you are now our sister and we love you. Are there any words we can offer? I want you to know that Carmalita was worried sick about you for a long time. I will save your post for her and Jake to read when they return. My heart goes with you. I know Carmalita will want to send her best as well.
take care angel.
Renee

Patsy

A likewise word to Diane. Oh, my baby, yes, our hearts are open to you. I can't imagine the losses you have suffered. If I could hold you I would.

Steve: Thanks for replying to me. I've never tried to measure my pee or anything like that before. I guess I'll give it a try and let you know, but I doubt I'd ever take the title away from your gorgeous fiancee. You both are very lovely people who I enjoy tremendously!

I'll have some more stories for later. I got more pee stories for you also Steve. Renee did some good pees and poops yesterday too. She dropped some biggies from her cutie-bootie!

Patsy


Plunging Plop Guy
Hi to you all,

Unfortunately, there seems to be another fault with either my computer or the telephone cable as it's taking ages to download pages from the net, so hope this goes out OK.

Many thanks GRUNTLY BOGWELL for your commendation! I feel really at home here now! Perhaps "ANAL ytically" is the word!
Sorry to hear you are leaving, or not posting as regularly, so hope you will continue to read what we say and post something now and again.
It was very intersting to read all your appraisals of the various contributors here and good to know you've enjoyed so many.

Hope that rare event of your being constipated hasn't recurred, or if it has, that you've been able to enjoy it and not found it painful, or unduly worried as to the cause.
Anyway, All best wishes to you and hope you will still be able to "drop in" again!

RIZZO, Yes, I'm back off my holiday, and have caught up on all the reading, so thanks for your enquiry.
I'm a lot better than I was, and have had some excellent BMs with no trouble and quite large turds as well, bigger than I've done for a long time, but still alternating with difficult sessions and the inevitable overstraining, with a sore arse afterwards, and needing to sit on a soft cushion for a while after.
Basically, I have perfect days, and not so good days, but at least I'm not bunged up or spending up to an hour on the toilet trying to go.
Yesterday, I went early evening, and dropped such an impressive load, I found it a turn-on to look down the toilet at what I'd done and the good size of most of the turds. Today, small ones that I had to push out and left me feeling uncomfortable again.
I'm having a consultation soon with a nutritionist, and am banking on that as being the solution to my problems, but at least I know some days I'm doing something right with ideal BMs as the result!

JAMES, I don't enjoy the idea of shitting in my pants, and have been lucky not having that happen for a long time.
However, I liked the story of you and that other guy being in the same predicament and meeting in the toilet and him inviting you to his flat to get cleaned up. Did you both need to sit on his toilet to get rid of any more? No doubt he gave you a pair of his underpants to wear!

What happened to me some years ago was that I was on holiday, and had had some prunes for breakfast. Whether prunes have such an effect normally, I doubt but I was walking through a field and suddenly felt the strong urge to shit. I thought I could hold on till I reached a toilet in a village about 3 miles away, and there was a tractor being driven nearby so I didn't want to squat and do one, so carried on walking. As I contininued, I had to really clench my buttocks together but before I could get my clothes down and let nature have its way; I lost control on a very small amount and so I'd shit my pants.
Funnily enough, I felt relieved, so decided to carry on to the toilet, with no further discomfort, and so I could wipe my pants out when I got there. I sat on the toilet and finished my shit, and used paper to clear the mess out and was glad it wasn't too bad.
Either I just couldn't control that little bit, or I've got very strong conrol, but until recently, when I was aparrently having the wong sort of diet, I often wondered how I was going to make it home when these sudden urges came on.
It was always worst when I reached the front door, and was almost staggering in as I ran almost bent double to the toilet.
Anyone who saw me on these occasions in theses contortions as I desperately rushed in through the front door must have wondered what was going on! My mind was obviously telling the body it was almost there so it could start relieving itself, but it wasn't QUITE there yet!

That's all for today, so good health and toilet pleasure to all! P P G


Robby
Hi all,
I am sitting here and trying to think of a script treatment idea. Wait, I just thought of one. How is this? The sitcom revolves around a couple that loves loo bonding. Every week they have crazy adventures in the loo. It would have to be on cable(HBO, Showtime) in this country. I don't know about the UK. I know the BBC probably wouldn't touch it. Oh, well. Annie is on her way to England.

RICH(RJOGGER)AND KATHY: I can attest that mexican food can give you a loose dump and a sore bum. Annie and I have had simular experiences. The story about the jogger was great. It seems that women can do bigger loads than men. Kathy's and Anne's buddy dump was very entertaining. Annie and Susan used to do that. It was a scream!

STEVE: Please tell us the story about Louise's family buddy wee/dump!
I know both of us would love it! Also, Annie would be proud to piss for England! I can see her weeing and singing "Rule Britannia". She is very patriotic. Take care, Love from Annie and Robby

LOUISE: Alan and Annie had seen each other wee before but it was Alan's maiden voyage into pooping in front of Annie. BTW, Steve is quite a gentleman to wipe you. I have been a gentleman many times with Annie. She always appreciates it. Take care, Love from Robby and Annie.

LAURA: That mexican food can really do it for you. That was some poo you had!! It is a great story. You might take this up with Carmalita when she returns to the forum. From what I understand, she makes the mexican meal of death. She is now on her honeymoon. On John's shyness, keep allowing him to watch you in the loo allow him to hold your hand while you wee/poop. Since you are so open to this I think he will eventually come around. As you have said; don't pressure him. Just show him how much fun it can be. Annie and I will be here for support! Cheers from Robby and Annie.

KIM AND SCOTT: WOW, that was a great buddy dump story. Annie and I probably couldn't do that together because we probably would mess ourselves up. Annie can push out a 15 incher. I've seen it. What a production!! Take care, you two! Cheers from Robby and Annie

CHARLIE: I am glad your girlfriend is open to this. She probably will help you get over your "potty shyness". Take care, Robby and Annie

JULIE: Sorry about your tights. Annie and I enjoy your stories. BTW, do you paint by commission? Cheers from Robby and Annie.

KATE M: Just a welcome to the forum and keep the stories coming. Cheers from Robby and Annie.

ALTHEA: Great advice. We are here to share and support! Annie and I have enjoyed your stories.

My God,I HAVE to get back to work!!!! Bills to pay!! Educations to support!

SPECIAL HELLOS TO: Rizzo, Jane, PV, Kendal and Andrew, LindaGS, Elena, and DianeNY. To all of the other posters! Cheers from Robby and Annie.


Lawn Dogs Kid
PLUNGING PLOP GUY: Good to see you back again. Kendal will be pleased ! No need to feel sorry for me about when the girls got the fit of the giggles whilst I had that poo. Charlotte was definitely the worst of them, but as Kendal said, she'd never seen a guy on the toilet before. Besides, Kendal also told me that she had no doubt that Charlotte would return the favour, which she did, and that was worth all the laughing and giggling at me in the world !! As Kendal says, Charlotte has her legs open while she goes, providing a great display of all her productions. None of her poos were long, but they were certainly almost as fat as they were long, which is why she makes such huge plop noises ! It was definitely a bonus to discover the reason why she is so noisy on the toilet !!

ROBBY & ANNIE: Kendal and I look forward to the safe return of Annie soon, and to continuing the lovely conversations we have had so far. Next weekend I'm on my own as Charlotte has invited Kendal to stay with her. I expect Kendal will have plenty of stories from that household, given that Charlotte has three younger sisters, and that no one but her Dad closes the bathroom door while they use the toilet ! Love from Andrew.

OUTHOUSE SCOTT: I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart ! Your list of toilet scenes enabled me to video the showing of From Dusk 'til Dawn that was on UK Gold last night. The scene of Juliette Lewis was even better than you described. I have to say that Juliette Lewis on the toilet is the most magnificent sight I've seen, toilet wise, in any film I've watched. Pity the rest of the film was such a load of rubbish !! I also managed to video Eyes Wide Shut ( I know you didn't mention that ), and was pleased that the toilet scene was so close to the beginning of that film. Reason being that Kendal wanted to see it as well, and the rest of the film is totally unsuitable for her to see ! Those imortal words of Nicole Kidman, "How do I look ?" haunted me for some while afterwards ! She looked quite magnificent ! But fancy asking "How do I look" while sitting on the toilet !!

ROSS: You mentioned Twenty-One. A mate of mine who is totally in love with Patsy Kensit managed to get a video of that film. So on discovering that he did have it, I casually suggested that we might watch it. He was only too pleased to put it on for me. I have to say that the film was not too bad, and it was well worth the long wait until the end of the film to see her sitting there on the toilet while she chatted away !

DIANE NY: While talking about Twenty-One, the most haunting aspect of that film was the beginning and ending credits. They showed the statue of liberty, with the WTC towers clearly in the back ground. More poignant than that, the accompanying music was a most wonderful, modern requiem. Little did the producers know .... Kendal and I just want to add our sympathy to you at this time. Kendal particularly knows a little how you are feeling over the loss of loved ones.

RIZZO: Hello my friend. Kendal and I are sorry to hear about your wife having cystitis. I understand that it makes it difficult for her to wee comfortably, causing pain and burning feelings ? How awful. We both hope she is much better soon. As for dear Kate arranging for Kendal to have a pair of Honda Super Blacbird panties, I simply can't wait !!!! It has been rather fun recently sussing out some of the film suggestions on this site. However, nothing can possibly replace the real thing, when Kendal takes me with her. That is pure bliss beyond bliss ! Love Andrew.
PS: Kendal said to thank you for her scratchy hug. She says its such a contrast to the smooth ones she gets from me !!

LINDA GS & FAMILY: Hi babe ! Kendal and I won't forget you. The story she told the other day was completely true, that she combed my hair, and that I pretended it was you. We both hope that it is not too bad for you being away from Cousin and Elena and the babies, and that the repairs to that bridge can be done very quickly so you can come home again sooner rather than later. We hope that Cousin and Elena are able to pass on these messages to you. So here is the most important message, a nice smoochie from me !! Take care babe, Lots of love from Andrew XOSXOS.


Tuesday, October 16, 2001




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