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Jessica
Anna Marie-

That is one of the things that embarasses me, the other being the smell. My roommate and I also will share the bathroom in the morning and will occasionally take a dump while the other is in there. Pee is no problem.


the bathrrom scene in eyes wide shut happens in the first two minutes of the movie.


When I was around 10 it was the end of the school day and i had needed to pee for quite a while but when i asked the teacher she wouldn't let me go so i got on the bus about 5 minutes before my stop I got really bad cramps in my stomach. Well I held it for those five minutes but just as I got off of the bus and the bus drove away a big soft poop slid in my pants and pee trickeled down my legs I was so stunned that I just stood there for about 5 minutes until I was all finished. By the time I was done the crotch of my pants was sagging very low and I had to waddle to get into the house.


Frankie
Hi all I remember When I was in the first grade ! This one day we all went downstairs to the basement to go to the bathroom ,and for some reason i didnt go I just went in the stall and stood there for a few and cameback out . By the time we got back upstairs I had to poop bad , but was afraid to ask the teacher. I was hoping I could hold on till I got home !! Then the teacher called me up to her desk to get a paper of mine. As I got up and started walking toward her desk, I Couldnt hold it any longer , I started pooping in my pants big time! I could feel my underwear puffing up with sticky poop!!! I took my paper and quickly waddled back and sat down ! as i sat down I could feel the poop squishig around !! And the strong smell of poop was in the air !! I could hear the kids whipering .....someone pooped thier pants....i wonder who ....and the girl sitting next to me said I think its him !! Ewwwwwwwww !!! But I just sat there waiting to go home, Finally it was time to get in! line and wait for the bell to ring to go home !! When I got in line the girl looked at the back of my pants and said out loud .....It is him LOOK !! The poop had leaked through the back of my pants !! They were all laughing at me and didnt want to stand next to me !! I was so emmbarrased and started crying !! The teacher excused me a few minutes early. I had to walk all the way home crying with a load of poop in my pants! When my mother opend the door I told her I poopied my pants ....She made me undress at the door and then put me in the tub !! It felt good to be in clean jammies !! From That dat on I kinda liked the feeling of pooping and peeing my pants !!! Till this day I still poop my pants in public and love to get caught load he he !! Hoped u all liked my memory , Love frankie :)


Punk Rock Girl
Linda GS- While I'm definitely not the most modest of people, I do understand when and where it is appropriate to flash your buns, and on a busy public street isn't one of them, so don't you worry 'bout it! As far as a pooping session goes, well, if you mean in terms of speed, then absolutely, yes, you'd kick my ass. It usually takes me anywhere from ten to fifteen minutes when I'm "regular". I have a stubborn ass. FYI--There are many guys--I know quite a few--who think scars are sexy. They say, a woman with a few scars is a woman who's lived life to the fullest! I quote Roger Daltrey of the greatest band in the world, The Who--when asked if he ever thought of getting plastic surgery, he replied, "Do you have any idea what I went through to get these scars? To erase them would be to deny my own experiences." Well put. Beauty lies in the soul and how you carry yourself as a person. It has little to do with pot marks, acne or scars. You and I, LInda, are two hot chi! cks--f*** 'em if they can't see past our imperfections!!!

Speaking of the Who, have you all heard about John Entwistle? The night before the start of their tour. Sucks. I'm going to see them tomorrow night at the Garden (Madison Square Garden), still think they're great!

Bryian: In compliance with the moderator's wish for us to remain anonymous, I'll just say I live in Manhattan.

I fell off the toilet last night. I was so exhausted from working all day and getting very little sleep the night before. I was taking one of those wonderfully relaxing dumps, very unusual for me, where the crp just slips right out into the water without a splash or anything. I was sitting there and started to fall asleep. I had my chin resting on my hand, and my arm propped up on my knee. My arm slipped off my knee and I fell off the toilet, catching myself before I fell into my bathtub. Got up and wiped, marveling at my huge load (which I also rarely do) and how easily it came out. Flushed, washed my hands and fell asleep before my head hit the pillow. Another possible injury avoided!

Peace!

PRG


Anonymous movie guy
TO JAY: Yo Jay i'm fat. I weigh about 280lbs. and I don't need a special toilet. I did know this teacher in like the seventh grade that was about 650lbs. and I saw him in the bathroom one time wiping his huge ass outside the stall one time. He was to fat to wipe in the stall I guess. Hope that answers your question.


PeteSkeet
DAWN-
In Respnse to your question: There are many reasons that you may have had blood in your feces. The most common reason that you have a fisher--which is a small rip in your anus. This is a very minor problem. It may or may not sting. It should heal in a few days. Another possibility is that you have a hemmrhoid, which is more or less a veracose vein of the anus. These usually go away, however, there are many creams availabe at any drug store. There is a very slight, but very unprobable chance that you have colorectal cancer. This is obviously a very serious condition in which you would need to consult a physician. DO NOT BE ALARMED! Although common, colorectal cancer does not usually hit until middle age. If I were you, I would watch your BM's over the next week or so. If the condition does not improve, consult your doctor. I hope this information was helpful.
PeteSkeet


Adrian
John Q Public. Thanks for the feedback. It's reassuring to know that I'm not the only one who gets constipated during the hot weather. Maybe it's something to do with fluids being diverted away from the digestive system in order to service the body's 'cooling systems.'

Anna Maria. Thanks for an interesting post. I think there are two reasons why you had trouble getting a poo out when you used the toilets at that coffee house. Firstly, the context of the situation in which you and your roommate were in. It was a public setting rather than a private one and I suspect your body responded to that, albeit in a way you weren't immediately conscious of. Secondly, if you hadn't been for a poo for three days I think it's highly likely that the contents of your bowels had become rather impacted and compressed. I know there are some people who only do #2 once or twice a week but I suspect it's not a widespread custom as the food eaten between motions is bound to cause a build up of pressure.

Unusually for me I had to take a poo at work yesterday and did a great long snake which broke up into several sections. I felt much better for getting it out though.

Best wishes to everyone

Adrian


Joanne
Hi folks!

Dawn that could be piles or an anal fissure but Id go and have it checked out to be safe. Rectal bleeding should not be ignored unless you know for sure its from a trivial cause, for example, you have already been diagnosed as having a fissure or piles. Hope it clears up okey, let us know.

Jay, my old school friend Anne is very fat, a big plump blonde, she's about 20 stone (280 pounds) and tall. I have often watched her doing a motion and vice versa. She uses a normal toilet pan. When she does her motion it often comes out as a single long fat solid jobbie and sticks in the pan. As the start is already in the water as she is still doing it there is often no "KER-SPLOONK!" when she does it. A typical Anne Jobbie would be anything up to 18 inches long and 2.5 inches fat, and gently curved. She doesnt need a special toilet, but I can imagine that those people who are grossly obese as are sometimes shown in TV programmmes, would have difficulties in a small toilet cubicle or might even be too heavy for a normal pan. Anne has sometimes found it a tight fit in a small toilet cubicle herself such as in some trains or planes and once in a Portaloo (Portapottie).

Paul has had some success with Fybogel (a British vesrion of Metamucil which you cant seem to buy in the UK). He took some one evening before bed. No result next morning but he again took some at breakfast, then again that evening. During the eveneing and night he farted a lot and felt slight cramps before he got up. We both went to the toilet and he pulled down his black Speedo briefs and sat on the pan. I rubbed his ????? and her started his motion. He gave a gasp as his ring opened and out slid a big fat lumpy log of about 8 inches long with a "KUR-SPLOOMP!" "OH! I felt that!" he exclaimed before a long, easy sausage followed it. This jobbie did have a few hard nuggets embedded in it and made a "FLOOMP!" as it dropped into the pan. Another smooth jobbie about 6 inches followed with a "KAPLOONK! and he was able to do a wee wee then he was finished. I wiped Paul's bum then he got up and we had a look. The first turd was the typical hard constipated jobbie, all knobbly a! nd compacted and dark brown, the other town were smoother and lighter brown though the first one, a long fat sausage of about 12 inches had some hard lumps contained in the softer easier smoother stool resulting from the husk in the Fybogel. The final jobbie was a smooth fat easy log. Paul felt a lot better and as a result he stayed behind with me, (guess why), and then went in later to work as he is on flexitime. In the late afternoon he rang me at home to tell me that he had done another big easy jobbie in the Gent's toilet at work, another big fatsmooth sausage, he told me it was a a floater and even drew me a picture of it in the pan when he got home as he is good at drawing.

Ill keep you posted on how he gets on. For myself, Ive just done a really fat whopper, a big fat well formed torpedo which had stuck in the pan. It came out slowly but surely but didnt make a lot of sound, just a "Floomp". It sure stunk though, and was a yellowish brown colour, from all the eggs I ate yesterday, we had curried hard boiled eggs for lunch. Paul will see it when he comes home.

Love Joanne


Bryian
Today's Joke
A woman who was rather old-fashioned, delicate, and elegant - especially in her
language - was planning a week's vacation in Florida so she wrote to a particular
campground and asked for a reservation.

She wanted to make sure the campground was fully equipped, but didn't quite
know how to ask about the toilet facilities. She just couldn't bring herself to write
the word "TOILET" in her letter. After much deliberation, she finally came up with
the old-fashioned term "BATHROOM COMMODE." But when she wrote that down,
she still thought she was being too forward. So, she started all over again,
rewrote the letter and referred to the bathroom commode merely as the B.C.
"Does the campground have it's own B.C.?" is what she actually wrote.

Well, the campground owner wasn't old-fashioned at all and when he got the
letter, he just couldn't figure out what the woman was talking about. That B.C.
business really stumped him.

After worrying about it for a while, he showed the letter to several campers, but
they couldn't imagine what the lady meant either. So the campground owner,
finally coming to the conclusion that the lady must be asking about the location of
the local Baptist Church, sat down and wrote the following reply:

"Dear Madam: Regret very much in the delay in answering you letter. I now take
the pleasure in informing you that a B.C. is located nine miles north of the
campground and is capable of seating 250 people atone time. I admit it is quite a
distance away if you are in the habit of going regularly, but no doubt you will be
pleased to know that a great number of people usually take their lunches along
and make a day of it. They usually arrive early and stay late."

"The last time my wife and I went was six years ago and it was so crowded that
we had to stand up the whole time we were there. It may interest you to know
that right now, there is a supper being planned to raise money to buy more seats.
They're going to hold it in the basement of the B.C."

"I would like to say it pains me very much not to be able to go more regularly but
it is sure no lack of desire on my part. As we grow older, it seems to be more of an
effort, particularly in cold weather."

"If you do decide to come down to our campground, perhaps I could go with you
the first time you go, sit with you, and introduce you to all the other folks"Remember, this is a friendly community."


Anne
Hello everybody!! i'm new to this website and ive found i really enjoy it so im going to post a story of my crapping session today.im 30 and today i went to take a dump during my lunch break.
I had been plagued by some stomach pains since the beginning of the day and had the urge to go so during the hour-long break i proceeded to the ladies to do my business. i havent passed moton for two days and i was beginnig to think i had constipation. The toilet was literally empty when i stepped into it . There were four cubicles. i chose a cubicle in the middle and shut the door. i pulled down my jeans and my white panties to my knees and sat down on the seat with a sigh.
i allowed my backside to cover the whole set and spread out my butt cheeks before beginning. i satrted off with a booming fart that went Bbbrrraaaaapppp! i then pushed hard and out came a long turd. i could feel it inching out slowly from my butt and it slid into the water almost noiselessly. i grunted and farted again twice. Another turd followed, not as long but certainly much larger in size. it dropped into the water with a KER-PLONK and i went aaahhh!! Next i passed an SBD that smelled srongly of rotten vegetables. THis was followed by three small jobbies that went plop! plop! plop!and i was done. I wiped twice sitting down and pulled up my white panties. i peered into the bowl and saw two nice brown turds of about 7 to 8 inches in length covered by toilet paper. Three jobbies floated on the water and there was a skidmark near the bottom of the bowl. I flushed , pulled up my jeans and washed my hands before going back to work.


the "HOLD IT" man
Dawn, that can be an indication of something very serious or it can mean t hat you have piles (hemroyds). In either case it might be advisable to see a doctor and cut down on cheese and other dairy products. That's how I keep mine under control, and what I was advised to do by my doctor.


Annie and Robby
Hi Friends!
A few replies!!
DEAR INA: Hi sweetheart! We are wringing our hands and knashing our teeth because we missed your post. It had to have been added at least 36 to 48 hours later than the day you posted it. WE ARE SORRY!!! Please don't sulk! Thank you for the hugs and kisses. We really enjoyed your story about your travels. Robby has sung with the Bavarian State Opera in Munich but not in Verona. He told me he pissed in a flower pot backstage when he sang in Munich. He will tell you about it when he writes again. I bet you had a great time in Verona! Thank for the explanation of Boules. Robby is at work and is constipated. The poor dear went into the loo this morning and strained and strained. He couldn't do anything. I will tend to him tonight. I have used my travelmate to wee in the urinals at school. It was a hoot. We both send our love and big hugs to you!!! Annie and Robby!! P.S. Again, we are sorry and will look more closely next time!
****KENDAL, ANDREW, and ELLEN: Hi dears! We completely missed your post also. It is on page 950. What a story. We are glad that you will keep your toilet adventures when Andrew goes to the University. Robby and I continued our toilet bonding when we visited each other when we were at our Universities. We are glad that things are alright now and Ellen still keeps you busy. Your cyber cousins Meghan and Sarah are very busy so they don't post that often anymore. Andrew should be alright with Eleanor on his arm, teehee and you Kendal, are being squired by her brother? Take care and please write when you can!! Lots of Lovexxx and hugs from Auntie Annie and Uncle Robby!

GOT TO RUN! Hugs to: Louise and Steve-we are still here,LOL! and all of our wonderful friends on this forum!

HAPPY WEES AND POOS
ANNIE AND ROBBY


AJ :o)
To Jay:

How do we fit!?!
I'm not at all offended, and I think you'll laugh when I tell you how we fit!
In my case, anyway, I fit pretty much like anyone else.
Somehow, the holes both get in the right place, once I'm seated.
But I can tell you something that has happened more than once to me, and that is how I've eventually ended up killing--or, at least, maiming--the seat.
You can tell I'm left-handed by the way the seat leans from my wiping--which I'm very particular about adopting as my motto that the job isn't finished until the paperwork is done!
After so much of my weight being put on the right side for so long, the seat will eventually lean right out of its fasteners.
This doesn't happen with ALL seats, but I've had some real adventures with some of them.
A couple of the most interesting experiences along those lines were these:
I was staying at a Hampton Inn in Southern Indiana when the seat suddenly gave way, pitching me onto the floor.
It was very fortunate that my trick-knee didn't pop out, but it didn't even give a twinge.
However, I was on one of the heaviest days of my monthly period, so the bathroom floor looked as if a murder had been committed in there.
And I had to bounce myself into the bedroom in order to find something I could push myself up with.
I put a washcloth on the front of me so I wouldn't bleed on the floor, but I wasn't in any sort of position to put protection from my still poopy butt on the floor.
Fortunately, I didn't leave skidmarks.
As soon as I was able to pull myself up, I returned to the bathroom and finished wiping.
The other time was here at home when my wooden toilet seat cracked in several places and came all apart.
I said it was a Patsy Cline Toilet Seat, because it's song was I Fall To Pieces!
If I weren't in such a hurry to close shop and run some errands--plus trying to make connections with my studmuffin--I would chat longer. But I'll write something else at another time after I get back here and see what else is going on.
But, Jay, I couldn't resist answering your question.
I hope it helped satisfy your curiosity! :o)


Bryian
To Amy: Liked your story

To Laura: Liked your story about your B/F

To Jay: Not that i know of...maybe it they are really obsese they use a bed pan..don't really know.

To Andre: Liked your story, how old were the guys in the bathroom?

To Billy and Kevin: Liked your story about sococer. cool that ever one is really open.

To RP: Liked your story when you found the underpants with poop in them. Was it a guys pair or a girls pair?

To the "HOLD IT" man: I enjoyed your story.

To Arthur: Sounds intresting about that movie

I Like Wednesdays pic.
Last night i came home from work and went to dinner, i got really full fast then the urge to poop hit me. I held on a bit till i got home cause i was out. I waited till it was bed time before i pooped. I sat and pushed and before i pushed i felt the turd sticking out. The turd must have been a good 12" then followed by softer chunkier floaters on top of it. I wiped alot.

Had a dream again..this time about peeing. I dreamed that all the old neighbors were moving and my ex neighbor came to get me cause the moving van was at my house, im like ok..be right there gotta go to the bathroom(Had to pee) when i woke up i peed.
thats it gotta go bye

sorry about that long post before this, hope it makes it(it was a toilet joke).


Lawn Dogs Kid
To the Un-named Poster

Nicole Kidman is seen sitting on the toilet in the first two or three minutes of Eyes Wide Shut. While sitting on the toilet, she asks Tom "how do I look ?" I'd say pretty damned marvelous myself!!

Can't work out why my posts are not getting through. So I'll see if this does.

By the way, if anyone wants to see a girl take a pee, and see it coming out of her with the camera looking down between her legs, then go lay your hands on a copy of "A Real Young Girl". I'm not going to tell the story again. I gave a very full description about it on page 918.

Glad to see Kendal's post got on page 955.

LINDA GS: You are popular Babe. You'd better believe it, especially in our household ! Hey, and Eleanor doesn't need any lessons in teasing me. She does enough of that to me as it is !! XOSXOS from Drew xx

Just to say things have eased somewhat in our household. Kendal and I are hopeful of renewing old acquiantances so to speak in the not too distant future ! I see we missed a prime chance at Eleanor's. BOOOOO !

Hi to everyone, especially Robby, Annie, Meghan, Sarah, Rizzo, PV, Steve & Louise, Jane (Gary), Ephermal, to name only a few !


Plunging Plop Guy
Hi again!

I actually posted on Tuesday but it appeared on Monday's page! Perhaps it was a bit long and had to be put where it could fit!

POO FINDER, I bet you've seen a lot of fascinating turds in your inspection of unflushed toilets, or toilets where the flush was inadequate for the really big jobs!
I think we all tend to overestimate how long an inch actually is, so perhaps that whopper you saw wasn't 3 inches wide but seemed it as you saw it in the pan. Having said that, I've sometimes done some that flattened as they came out so that they were quite wide, but a turd of 3 inches diameter as well as being cylindrical would either be very hard to push out, or need to be soft enough to expand the anus without being painful. I too would be fascinated to see all the big ones I hear get dropped when i have the opportunity to hear any big loud plops, but to look over a cubicle partition when the guy stands up to wipe himself would be very risky so the only ones I see are the "too big to flush ones".
I remember reading that Jonathan Swift the author was once a medical officer in a boys' school who observed that most of the boys' turds were hard impacted ones with several boluses, presumably as a result to a low fibre diet and little if any fruit.

NATE IN AZ, Yes, there's some great reading in all the old posts!
I've selected my favourites, of which there are many, and printed them out and put into a ring binder and they make brilliant reading material when I'm on the toilet! Constant reminders that there are so many who share my interest. Even though we are anonymous to each other, I soon realised that none of us can by the laws of averages be very far away from others on the same wavelength!
I feel sure that fate will provide the means for all of us who want to meet others to do so, as I used to be amazed at the coincidences that happened when I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.

Have good ones, everyone! P. Plop Guy


Fetish(Runny Man)
APO>I truely do agree that those "cops" were wrong. Usually I would have been aroused, but since what they were doing was so paverted, I was discusted while reading it.

RP>Did those underpants belong to girl or boy? I'm turned on by accidents too. Other peoples and my own. Was the poop runny?

Post more you guys, and I'll do the same!!!!!


Louise
Hey if you do not get too close then that blonde girl weeing in the corner in front of that door looks like me with my pants down like I have done a lot of times. giggle

THE HOLD IT MAN - Hi guy! Louise here! Well I bet I can do 42.5ml every second when I wee only because I am a girl. If I had a dick then the flow would be slowed down and it maybe I would only get to something about your 27.5 rate. I think it is still a good rate you know.
Yeah I bet it is best if you give your bladder a rest before doing any more measuring.
Love Louise xx

ROBBY AND ANNIE - Hi! Yeah, my sister has really come out of her shell now. She has a really funny story but romantic on page 950. On Sunday afternoon we went walking with my sister and her boyfriend. My sister was dressed the same as me, a white tank top and denim shorts. Well we were walking through the park when I wanted to wee and my sister said she did too. So we went behind some bushes and trees, and I pulled my shorts and thong down and so did my sister. The men waited for us while we squatted and watered the grass.
Love Louise (and Steve too) xx



Red Demon
Hello everyone. I have been a lurker for YEARS. I don't know why I decided to sit down and write, but I did. I enjoy reading the various tales here, especially from women. I to do not get turned on by the scat stuff out there. The lovely images that I see in my head are what I love. Images like Punk Rock Girl, and Laura. And many others. I'm a 30ish year old male, who lives in the east coast of the US. I'm an artist, and I love to draw sexy women on the toilet. I have a group, where I show my work. I have looked into offereing work hear, but I don't know how to submit work here. I have never pooped outside, however I bet it would be fun. I have peed outside many times. My normal movements are daily. I read where people talked anout skidmarks, and I find it's best to go before a shower, then physically wash the area clean with soap. It stopped them for me. My only expirence of watching a pretty girl pee outside was while I was at work. I used to work the nightshift, and I saw! two very pretty women squat down behind the building, and let loose huge flood. I was in my car so they never saw me, I saw them, and I saw everything. It has remained in my mind forever. I have seen my sister on the toilet, but that never did anything for me. She'd come in and go while I'd be brushing my teeth. I have done the same while she was brushing her teeth. A common thing for me was to pee right out of the pool into the yard. There was no reason to get out, just whip out my penis and let it fly. We'd sometimes have contests to see if I could hit a certain leaf or something. Anyway, I wanted to post and say hi to all, and say I'd love to get my artwork on the site. I have drawings done of Punk Rock Girl, done just from her description. I'm sorry to hear about your bum. I'm sure it looks fine. I wouldn't worry. I have a scar myself, and it healed nicely. You can barely see it. Take care..and until next time........


Tim and Sarah
LOUISE: Hi dear! Thanks for your reply! So you think, I had forgotten my manners? You are probably right. I hope it counts as an excuse that I was young, drunk and desperate...No honestly, I simply did not realise that our space might be the only suitable spot for a pee around and thought the girls would go somewhere else. I also said that later to Hannah, who was teasing me about it. I remember she grinned and replied something like: "maybe there was and we just wanted to see you pee and maybe there was not and you werenít nice". So whatever, you are right, I should have offered it first. All I can add to my defence is that the whole time while I had the bunch of ladies at my place, I left the bathroom to them every morning and cycled to college to do my morning poop. I think the tutors were getting suspicious as it was the only week I turned up in there every day before lunch, lol, only joking. Thank you for saying though, that you usually asume I am a gentleman. I try, b! ut sometimes....So here is our story, we promised:
I was in the garage repairing Sarahís car, when she came in to see how I was. I was nearly finished, but a bit cold and dying for a pee, dancing a bit around. She noticed and asked, why I did not relieve myself and I explained I wanted to finish before having to put my shoes off and wash in order to use the bathroom. She understood and I continued. She stayed and stroke my back. I really had to go and danced around on the spot, while turning the screws. Sarah tenderly said: " Why donít you quickly pee in the garden?" I grinned and shoed her my dirty hands. She also grinned and said: "Looks like you need help..." So she pu her arm around me and let me into the garden. We went into the corner and she opened the zip of my overall and lowered my underpants a bit then she took my penis out and pointed towards the bushes. With a giggle she said: "Wasser marsch" , which is the firemanís term for turning on the water...I laughed and fulfilled the task. Sarah enjoyed herself and! I concentrated on keeping my stream running, while she aimed it high and low. It ws a giggle. Itís been a while, since I peed with s.b. else holding me and it was an odd feeling. Nice of course. I had to go for a bit and after I finished, Sarah shook it off. She was quite routined for the first time, but she rightly remarked it was the same as with Loewie, only everything bigger, haha. She put everything back in order and we kissed. I finished with the car and went for a shower. Sarah also came in and I returned the favour by aiming her with a nice yellow gusher against the shower tiles. I am such a lucky guy...thatís all I can say. I hope you are fine and having fun. Love to you and STEVE

ANNIE AND ROBBIE: Nice to hear you are back! How is it going? It was funny to hear you also had the same reactions to the water. You should have told us before, lol...We get the reaction from everyone you meet here: "Oh yes, that can give you the runs", but nobody tells you until you joined the club, haha. Anyway, it was ok. My doctor put me back onto smaller portions and I poop at least two times a day, but no diarrhoea. The weather is really hot at the moment and we are having lots of fun on the beach. Big romance going on as well: Not only between us, but Josie met a little boy here, she fell for head over heals. His name is Patrick, he is six and he is here as he had to battle leukemia last year. A very intelligent and grown up little fellow, who seems to have similar feelings. They are so cute together. They want to spent every minute together and they are even holding hands and cuddling. Of course, I am jealous as hell, that I am not the coolest guy in my daughterí! s life anymore, lol....Luckily we get on with the parents fantastically as well. And thankfully little Patrick seems to be on the full road to recovery! I can imagine it being the worst nightmare, what his parents went through. Anyway, the two are very cute to watch! Hope you are all fine!! With lots of love from Sarah and me and love to your girls as well!


Wednesday, July 31, 2002


Kendal
Eleanor says she posted yesterday, but that the board hasn't been updated yet. I see that a post that Andrew thought hadn't got on has in fact got on. It was lovely to read about his talk with my Aunty. Seeing as I've been away for a while, Eleanor and I are reading through a few back posts, while her Mum is out again. I can't believe that Andrew isn't here again. Yet another opportunity missed !!

UNCLE RIZZO: I've been away for so long, but we haven't found a post from you in ages. Hope you're ok, and I'm sending you a big smoochy, smooth hug ! Love from Kendal xx

BRYIAN: You're "Todays Joke" was so funny and made me and Eleanor laugh so much that we nearly weed our pampies ! Can't wait to tell Andrew about it. He'll love it ! Love from Kendal x

AUNTY ANNIE & UNCLE ROBBY, SARAH & MEGHAN: It is hard to notice posts on occasions. You get back to posts you've seen before and think that is it for the updates. But when you go back further, you often now find a post or several that have been stuck in with older posts. Its confusing, but the Moderator has explained why they do it. Anyway, its not hard to skip back a page or two to see if you can spot extra posts. Its just more confusing when an answering post gets put on before the post that asked the question !! I've not had another University dream, unfortunately. I go to bed thinking about it hard, but once I'm asleep, I must finish up thinking about other things instead. It was embarrassing to wake up and find that I'd weed in my pampies though !! I've not heard that expression before, "squired". I presume it means going out ? Well, Michael hasn't asked me yet. If he does, I'm going to say that I'll think about it ! He's here at the moment, so I'm going! to tease him some more when I need a wee, by leaving the door open enough for him to see my reflection in the tiles again. Eleanor says she'll go out and catch him, and then we'll both interrogate him. What a hoot ! I think I'll tank up on squash right now !! Love from Kendal xxxx

I think its wonderful to see several posters my age here.

BILLY & KEVIN L: How lovely it is to see you back again, with your wonderful stories. I remember us discussing how many ml in a pint, only to realise that your pints are different from ours. Actually, perhaps that is something else to do these holidays. I'll measure my wee, and see if I can beat my record. Hopefully I won't have a surprise poo in the measuring jug as well this time, like I did last ! I'm sure Andrew will be more than happy to help ! Or perhaps Eleanor might ? HeHe, she's saying "No way !! Eeewwwwww, Yuk !" Oh well.. ! Love from Kendal.

LINDA GS: Wow girl, you're so popular that your post got put on twice !!! Does your bathroom have shiny tiles ? You can be absolutely sure that I'd leave your bathroom door open enough for Cousin to see my reflection on the toilet. That would be ace. However, if it doesn't have any reflective surfaces, then I suppose I could just brazenly sit there with the door wide open and give him a full unobstructed view of events !! Take care my dear on-line sister. Lots of love from Kendal xxxxx (XOSXOS from Drew, even if he isn't here !). Eleanor says hi as well !

LOUISE: If Ellen becomes another Kim, I don't know if our toilet will be able to manage !! That really was an enormous poo for such a little girl. She won't be 6 until September ! And the relationship between Eleanor and me, brilliant as it was before, has taken on a whole new meaning now she trusts me to see her on the toilet. She actually likes to watch me back now ! She's gone very red sat at the side of me, but she is nodding her head and smiling in agreement. I'll see if I can teach her to wee standing up ! Now she's shaking her head in disapproval ! Oh well.. Love from Kendal x

AUNTY PV: You don't have to miss your cyber niece anymore, or at least not while I can post at Eleanor's house ! Glad you're keeping well. Love from Kendal xx

PLUNGING PLOP GUY: Andrew and I are fine. It is going to be a sensation when he and I get to see each other on the toilet again. Its been quite a while now ! Actually, I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to visit my Grannie in Cumbria this weekend, the one with the high toilet and the furry toilet seat. When I come back, I'll tell you all about any poos that I have on that toilet, and how many times my bottom got splashed ! Love from Kendal x

BATHROOM KID: I wrote to you in my last post. Well, having thought about it, I'm game to try most things, so when I get back from my Grannie's, next week, I'm going to do what you did, drink loads, hold it as long as possible, and then wee myself. I'll be sure to tell you the results. Write back again if you're still about. Love Kendal.

KRISTA: I'm surprised that you're Mum gave you a laxative without telling you. What if you had pooed yourself at the wedding ? I thought your story was really good, and I look forward to hearing some more. Love from Kendal x

DAMSEL: I'm pleased you've found yourself a good man. May you both have many happy wees together !! Love from Kendal x

MATT: I really enjoyed the part of your post where you spoke about how you and your sister and two other boys used to have a plopping volume contest, and how you used to give marks for it ! Sadly, most of my poos are real floppers, so I expect I'd have scored a very low 1 or 2 out of 10. How did your sister score, or did you boys always win ?! I get the feeling that I'm an odd girl, because both my friends Kirsty and Charlotte do very loud plops, all the time ! Love from Kendal.

CLOUD: Loved your story about weeing yourself while on the playground swing when you went camping. There has been an occasion or two when I've been on the swings in our playing field in the village, and I've swung myself so high, that the exhileration of the movement of the swing suddenly made me feel as though I would wee myself. Sadly, I didn't. But then I wasn't swinging in the dark, in private, like you were ! I also liked your story about how you crashed into that bully boy on your bike, and he peed himself. Serves him right !! Love from Kendal.

ROL: I liked your story about Natalie. It reminded me of my Cousin Ellen, who is 5. She hadn't been able to go in nearly three days, and when I took her to the toilet, she was a long time before she was able to go. I thought it was nice how you took Natalie to the toilet and tried to help her. Love from Kendal.

Well, Eleanor and I have gone back reading three or four weeks now, and I'm bursting for a wee. So I'm going to see what her brother Michael does by announcing very loudly that I need a wee !

Just in case the line drops out, Hi to JANE and GARY, and EPHERMAL ( are you ok, I got the impression that you had been, or are poorly ? ) and also TIM and SARAH, who have offered Andrew and me good advice before, especially about Ellen.


Right, we're back, and I'm laughing so much I feel as though I could still wee myself even though I'm completely empty ! I did as I said, and walked out of the study and shouted "Just going for a wee" and proceeded upstairs, and past Michael's bedroom. I went in the bathroom, and shut the door enough that I couldn't be seen directly on the toilet, but the door being open several inches meant my reflection could be easily seen. I pulled my shorts and pampies down, and made sure that I sat well back on the seat to ensure that my wee would make a good tinkle ! I then relaxed and stared hard at the reflection of the landing outside. Just as my wee began to tinkle, I saw him leave his bedroom and move closer to the bathroom door to get a better look ! As I was really ready for this wee, it suddenly began to hiss loudly as well as tinkle. He then got down on his knees. As Andrew and I well know, for some reason the reflection seems better the lower down you are, and Michael! had obviously discovered this ! I had to put my hand in front of my mouth to stiffle the urge to laugh. And then just at that moment I heard Eleanor's voice, "Michael, what are you doing ?". The poor boy jumped about two foot in the air. Not bad when you're on all fours !! He replied "What,err ..... Nothing, I wasn't doing anything !". Then Eleanor carried on "I'm sure Kendal will be finished in a minute if you're waiting for a turn to use the bathroom". He said "What, err, ... no, I don't need the bathroom. Actually, I was just getting ready to go out for a walk". Eleanor said "What, kneeling down on all fours outside the bathroom ?". I just couldn't contain myself any longer, and air blew out between my lips making a loud raspberry sound, and I giggled on the toilet uncontrollably ! Even then, Michael didn't get that he had been set up ! And shot downstairs and out the house ! As soon as he had left the house, Eleanor came into the bathroom crying her eyes out with l! aughter, and holding herself between her legs she said "Quick, get off, I'm going to wee myself". Her jeans and pampies were down, ready waiting, by the time I'd wiped, and I saw her wee shoot out before she had actually sat down properly. But fortunately, it didn't miss the toilet ! Eleanor wants to tell what she saw from her side !

ELEANOR

I waited until I could hear Kendal weeing, then I knew I would be able to creep upstairs without Michael hearing me. I watched him for several seconds, including when he got down on his hands and knees. I knew that gave me the perfect chance to surprise him. What else could he possible be doing other than spying on Kendal having her wee ?! So then I asked him what he was doing, and he nearly died on the spot. Because I never actually accused him of spying, I bet he is stupid enough to think he's got away with it ! Even now, Kendal is so naughty that she is planning her next trap for him !

KENDAL

And that is going to stay secret !! (well, until I get here to tell about it after its happened !!)

Bye, Bye everyone. Lots of love from Kendal and Eleanor xxxxx.


Plunging Plop Guy

Hi to you all,

BRYIAN, Great funny story from you about the lady embarrassed to use the word toilet in her enquiry.
Regarding dreams, I recently dreamt I was in a toilet and saw Tom Cruise sit down on a toilet with his pants down. Just before anything interesting happened, I woke up. Why do we tend to wake at the best part of a dream!

Referring to people being embarrassed about toilet matters brings me to OUTHOUSE SCOTT. In your story about the woman who saw you and heard you on the toilet from outside the main door and who looked shocked and then laughed, I think it's got to do with the way people who are either interested or disinterested in toilet matters regarding it as something intensely personal, even sacred, and so to see someone having a shit was for her very embarrassing and so she did the thing that many of us do in response to an awkward moment and laughed.
I've been in a castle where the guide was explaining the miserable conditions of the prisoners and one of the visitors started to laugh.
Also I've heard of someone who witnessed a fatal traffic accident and who burst out into hysterical laughter as an instinctive response to a distressing event rather than as a callous act.
I thought it was great that as you came out of there you met the woman and gave her a big smile so as to indicate you recognised her and weren't bothered. perhaps she was turned on seeing you, or felt awkward for you, and it was her response.
I agree that people think the whole subject of using toilets is often hilarious, and even though the British can be coy and euphemistic about discussing the subject, wonder why in a fairly liberated society as the USA is in regards to open plan toilet facilities, why they are still called "Rest Rooms" or "Bathrooms"! neither resting or bathing occur in them!
I'd be interested in more detail about the actual partition of the toilet you used. You said you can see anyone's knees when he's on the toilet, and from the chest upwards. What would someone at the door actually see of you when on the toilet?

STEVE & LOUISE, Good advice as to etiquette at the urinal!
I've seen men hanging around the main doorway of toilets believing they look quite innocent, but I can always tell they're assessing men going in! I've seen men at urinals who stand there for a long time doing nothing, but keep turning round and looking at anyone who comes in, and I've even been waiting to use a toilet and another guy's been standing nearby with his hand in his pocket and moving it quite conspicuously!
One reason why to make a lot of noise either urinating, or having a good loud farting plopping session on a toilet is an excellent way of telling others what the toiets are for, and what you're doing in there!

DECLAN, In my reply to you on page 955, I forgot to ask you about public toilets in rural Ireland. Do they exist? In England and Wales, towns and villages that are likely to get a lot of tourists and visitors, and especially car parks are likely to have toilets, but the older cities that had subterranean toilets have closed many of them.
I have sometimes followed directions to a toilet and found it to be closed and derelict, but the signs haven't been removed!

Yesterday I sat on the public toilet and felt myself really need to do a satisfying one, and which needed a fair bit of effort to get started. As I sat there, someone came in next door so I hoped we could "make music together" but as I heard him drop one, I was still working on mine. It dropped with no sound at all, and I was disappointed not to be impress him with my plops as the rest all came out silently. Anyway, when I'd finished, I looked doen to see they were all big and that one was a foot long! That's big by my standards. It was thick at both ends but narrow in the middle. That explained why I felt myself do two big ones with no break between!

LAWN DOGS KID & KENDAL, Good to hear from you two again, and great to know it wasn't too big a deal for your family about your toilet mutual toilet sessions, and that you all had a good emotional "clear-out". I was also surprise you'd made some new friends who we know from posting here! All best wishes to all of you!

Happy toileting, P. Plop Guy


Eleanor
Just having a quiet day to myself. There is no one else home. So thought I'd see what was happening here. Goodness, there has been some messages since I last looked, including two from Andrew. I phoned him to tell him. Trouble is, you think your post hasn't made it, and then it all of a sudden springs up in the middle of older posts !

Another reason why I've come here is because I have just enjoyed one of the most relaxing poos I've had in a long time. Sat down, reading one of my favourite magazines, no fear of anybody looking ! I left the door wide open, which gives you a great view of the hills and countryside in the distance through the landing window. No straining to do it quickly, I was just able to let it come out at its own pace. In fact, I found it quite a thrill to just feel it inching out really slowly, and the sound of the steady plopping. I feel quite wierd now, talking about it like this. Any other girls enjoy the feeling of a good poo ?

LINDA GS: You're welcome ! Kendal knew you would be getting worried, just like she worries when you are not on for a long time. And you can be sure I'll be taking your advice on how to deal with Andrew. I'm really quite envious of how much he cares about you ! He certainly won't be seeing me on the toidy. I'm only just getting used to letting Kendal in with me ! Pity you're so far away. I think I'd be happy to let you in too. Love from Eleanor xx

STEVE & LOUISE: Thank you for your kind words and encouragement. Kendal has really helped me to get over this stupid hangup I had about whether my bum and legs looked fat while I'm sitting on the toilet. You say Kendal and I are very mature. Well I don't know about that. You should see how very silly and giggly we get when we get together. There's no wonder that Andrew doesn't seem interested in me at the moment. But then he is a very good friend to me too. And perhaps a good friendship can go places later. In the meantime, I'll keep looking after myself and see if I can achieve Louise's standards, not only in the leg department, but in the beauty of her personality as well. Love from Eleanor xx

PV: Yes, life is certainly very kind to me now. The atmosphere in Kendal and Andrew's house seems to have improved no end. You will probably tell from Andrew's last two posts. I nearly cried when I read the one about his talk with his Mum, the one he wrote to you and Robby and Annie. Love from Eleanor x

ROBBY & ANNIE: Thank you for your story about Annie pooing in the field at the back of the farm. I can't believe the nerve of Kendal, just carrying on sitting on the toilet having a big wee while she knew my brother could see her reflection in those tiles ! If it were my decision, I'd rip all the tiles down and replace them with anything non-reflective. But then again, I know what a history those tiles hold for Andrew and Kendal. And besides, at the end of the day, if Kendal is happy that my brother can peep at her in such a fashion, who am I to complain. At least he is only fulfilling his own desires, and isn't setting her up as a peepshow like he did to me. He wouldn't dare anyway. Andrew would kill him for a start, even if Kendal didn't first ! Love from Eleanor xx

PLUNGING PLOP GUY: How nice of you to send me a message. I think Andrew and Kendal will be able to watch each other again soon. I'm certainly more than willing to help them in my house if its at all possible. I see you don't know the story of how I've come to meet Andrew and Kendal. Well rather than make this post too long, I've done some research for you. I've found Kendal's post about how we met on page 886. Reading it again has made me cry huge tears, not just because of the beautiful way Kendal told the story, but about how lucky I am as well. Please, now that I've done the hard work Mr PPG, go and read the story for yourself. I'm sure you'll love it. Love from Eleanor.


Tim and Sarah
LOUISE: Hi dear! Thanks for your reply! So you think, I had forgotten my manners? You are probably right. I hope it counts as an excuse that I was young, drunk and desperate...No honestly, I simply did not realise that our space might be the only suitable spot for a pee around and thought the girls would go somewhere else. I also said that later to Hannah, who was teasing me about it. I remember she grinned and replied something like: "maybe there was and we just wanted to see you pee and maybe there was not and you werenít nice". So whatever, you are right, I should have offered it first. All I can add to my defence is that the whole time while I had the bunch of ladies at my place, I left the bathroom to them every morning and cycled to college to do my morning poop. I think the tutors were getting suspicious as it was the only week I turned up in there every day before lunch, lol, only joking. Thank you for saying though, that you usually asume I am a gentleman. I try, b! ut sometimes....So here is our story, we promised:
I was in the garage repairing Sarahís car, when she came in to see how I was. I was nearly finished, but a bit cold and dying for a pee, dancing a bit around. She noticed and asked, why I did not relieve myself and I explained I wanted to finish before having to put my shoes off and wash in order to use the bathroom. She understood and I continued. She stayed and stroke my back. I really had to go and danced around on the spot, while turning the screws. Sarah tenderly said: " Why donít you quickly pee in the garden?" I grinned and shoed her my dirty hands. She also grinned and said: "Looks like you need help..." So she pu her arm around me and let me into the garden. We went into the corner and she opened the zip of my overall and lowered my underpants a bit then she took my penis out and pointed towards the bushes. With a giggle she said: "Wasser marsch" , which is the firemanís term for turning on the water...I laughed and fulfilled the task. Sarah enjoyed herself and! I concentrated on keeping my stream running, while she aimed it high and low. It ws a giggle. Itís been a while, since I peed with s.b. else holding me and it was an odd feeling. Nice of course. I had to go for a bit and after I finished, Sarah shook it off. She was quite routined for the first time, but she rightly remarked it was the same as with Loewie, only everything bigger, haha. She put everything back in order and we kissed. I finished with the car and went for a shower. Sarah also came in and I returned the favour by aiming her with a nice yellow gusher against the shower tiles. I am such a lucky guy...thatís all I can say. I hope you are fine and having fun. Love to you and STEVE

ANNIE AND ROBBIE: Nice to hear you are back! How is it going? It was funny to hear you also had the same reactions to the water. You should have told us before, lol...We get the reaction from everyone you meet here: "Oh yes, that can give you the runs", but nobody tells you until you joined the club, haha. Anyway, it was ok. My doctor put me back onto smaller portions and I poop at least two times a day, but no diarrhoea. The weather is really hot at the moment and we are having lots of fun on the beach. Big romance going on as well: Not only between us, but Josie met a little boy here, she fell for head over heals. His name is Patrick, he is six and he is here as he had to battle leukemia last year. A very intelligent and grown up little fellow, who seems to have similar feelings. They are so cute together. They want to spent every minute together and they are even holding hands and cuddling. Of course, I am jealous as hell, that I am not the coolest guy in my daughterí! s life anymore, lol....Luckily we get on with the parents fantastically as well. And thankfully little Patrick seems to be on the full road to recovery! I can imagine it being the worst nightmare, what his parents went through. Anyway, the two are very cute to watch! Hope you are all fine!! With lots of love from Sarah and me and love to your girls as well!




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