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Fil
A Pee Survey:
I was recently reading the posts on pages 47 - 52. They had many more pee stories and questions than the board has now. So to get back to this topic, if you want, please take the following survey and then write about your experiences and questions.

1. Who has the largest bladders, women or men?
2. Is it possible to increase the size of your bladder?


A Pee Survey:
I have been reading other posts from the past. There are some pages from #48 on which discuss many issues about peeing. Maybe this survey will bring back some memories and suggest some stories to tell us.
I hope that you will take this survey and tell us an experience of yours.

1. Who has the larger bladders, women or men?
2. Can the bladder's size be increased?
3. How much does your bladder hold (maximum in liters)?
4. What is the longest time you have ever held?
5. After a long holding time, did you find it difficult to start pissing?
6. After starting to pee how long did it take to empty your bladder?
7. Do you gush, have a slow stream, or dribble?
8. Did you ever have the experience of not being able to go (know as shy or bashful bladder, stage fright, paruresis [the medical term])?
9. Did you ever deliberately not go at school, work, on a date, etc.?
10.Do you find holding a pleasure or a pain?
11.Did you ever wait so long that you wet your pants?
12.How many times do you usually pee in a day?
13.Are you a man or woman? How old are you?

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A high school story. Growing up I usually had to pee every 2 hours or so. By the time I got to high school, my bladder was much larger and I could usually hold on for 4 hours. Then I had a bad experience in the boy's room. I was taking my noon time pee when to be funny a friend punched me in the kidneys. I froze up and stopped peeing. I couldn't get going again. So I held my pee until I got home. I trained myself on weekends to hold for 5, 6, and finally 8 hours. There continued to be a lot of fooling around in the bathroom at school: guys surrounding you at the urinal to watch you peeing, to see your penis, to comment to others about your going or not going. So I refused to use the bathroom in school at all and held on for 8 or 9 hours without going. By the time I got home I was desperate. My bladder had swollen up to my belly button. I usually pissed for about a minute and a half or two. I measured my output at about 3/4 of a liter.(I would like to train myself to hold! more.) Now I only pee when I get up, about 4 in the afternoon, and at bed time (unless I have a large fluid intake like drinking beer on an evening out or bottles of water on a hike.) I am 35 years old and married. My wife is also into holding. Sometimes we have contests. She usually wins.



I wish I had got used to taking a dump at school.I was shy and couldn't.Now i have only just got used to public loos,sort of.I got into the habit of crapping in a cubicle by going to shopping malls first thing in the morning (holding my poop in) an having to use their toilets (they're usually clean and no ones around early on)


Eric in Chicago
Wetguy and Rizzo: I agree peeing in your trunks at the beach is the greatest thing. Whenever I go to the beach (which I actually haven't done for a few years) I make sure to chug tons of water beforehand so I'll have to make lots of "warm spots" (in reality, there's no way you can warm up millions of gallons of water. You're warming up your shorts, that's all. Anybody here ever piss in the water while skinny-dipping? Can't say I have, but I wish I'd tried it. But it's still really fun). One time I was at the beach in the water and another dude (he was probably in his mid-20s, I was in my early 30s) "warned" me that he had just made a warm spot. I told him that now there were two of them. Another time some 14-15 yo kids were playing in the water and one of them said something about a warm spot and another (who I knew) said "that's because you pissed in the water. How much water did you drink?"

Bryian: Green shit RULES!

Several people: Margaret Thatcher? Joseph Stalin (as my high school freshman history teacher used to say "both Lester Maddox and Joseph Stalin were Georgians")? Talk about kinky!


italy
1) How old are you? 15
2) Are you male or female? Male
3) Have you ever pooped your pants? Sometimes.
4) Have you ever pissed your pants? Lots of times
5) Have you ever pooped your pants at school? Yes.
6) Have you ever pissed your pants at school? Yes, in elementary school.
7) Have you ever pissed in the shower? Yes.
8) Have you ever pooped in the shower? No.
9) If you answered yes to 5 tell the story.
10) If you answered Yes to 6 tell the story.
11) Where is the wiredest place you have pooped? No where.
12) Where is the wiredest place you have pissed? In a lake.

Stories:
9)When I was at elementary school, each time (only in the first year) that I felt the need to poop, I went in a corner and pushed the load in my pants. This because I hated school's toilets. Another time my mother gave me in the morning a laxative, saying that I had to go to the bathroom when I felt the urge; In the middle of the lesson my stomach started to grumble and before I could ask the permission, I totally crapped my pants.
19)This happened only one time, during the science lesson: I didn't remember the answer of a question and the panic made me to pee my pants in front of the teacher.


not stop her from many things though. Due to this condition we came quite early to situations where I helped her on the toilet. I felt really guilty in the beginning, as I was always very turned on by it, but felt ashamed of abusing her dependency. After a while I was in for a pleasant suprise though:
We went for an Art Gallery on a Sunday after a big brunch with some friends at a cafe. The brunch definately made my bowel feel full and I felt like making some room for the food coming from my stomach soon. Before I made my decision where to take a dump, in the gents right away, or later at home, Jen whispered into my ear that she needed the loo. I asked her if she needed help and she said, she would be glad, if I would not mind (you bet I did not). We went to the handicapped stall which is usually seperate from the gents and ladies in a little room. So we went in together. When we entered Jen announced that it might be smelly, asking if I would mind. I told her no worries (with a beating heart). I had seen her at the loo several times, but never took the courage to stay in the room while she took a dump. She carefully got up, holding onto the provided handles and asked me to pull her panties down. What a great task! She looked very sexy, as usual. This time she wore so! me sixties style mini skirt with high boots and I had to push her skirt up and pull the pantyhose and panties down revealing her wonderful bottom. She sat down and began peeing with a big sigh of relief. She tinkled loudly and started getting a concentrated look. I had in the meantime taken a seat in her wheelchair enjoying every minute. After a little grunting and pushing a turd started to crackle out. It landed with a thud in the loo and was quickly joined by many more...She moaned in relief and the room soon filled with the natural fumes of a decent dump. This was too much for me. My reaction was clearly visible. I was so embarrassed. She looked at my crouch and asked with a straight face if I enjoyed the show...Gosh, I was red and white at the same time. The worst thing would have been to hurt and upset her, making her feel vulnerable. I kept apologizing...She let me suffer for a very short while, then she cracked up laughing...She took my hand and told me, she already n! oticed my fascination. As a matter of fact, she would not really need the help at the moment, she just wanted to check out my reaction. What a relief!. Jen is really cool with it, or even glad as well, as she has no problems asking me about help then. After she finished I announced that I had to go to the gents for the same task now. She told me to dream on and said, of course I would do it there, so she could watch. I was so excited I could hardly do anything...I asked her later if she enjoyed watching me. She said she prefered watching me pee, but it was cool and in any case, we should skip the end of the exhibition and make a move to her or my place...Well, the afternoon was great and I finally pooped properly in the evening...I still can’t believe my luck with this lady....We had quite a few good toilet adventures since then, I hope to share here in the future.
My best wishes and warm hellos, to all who remember me on here, especially ROBBIE and ANNIE!


David
Hi , my name is David. I posted here a few times with my girlfriend Niki quite a long time ago. We split up in the meantime though, so I haven"t written in a while. I am together with a really wonderful woman since a few month now and we are growing closer and closer, also regarding our bathroom activities. Jenny is a super beautiful, very intelligent and witty lady with short blonde hair and a very sportive, sexy figure. (you can tell, I am really in love...) Since an accident she has to use a wheelchair, which does not stop her from many things though. Due to this condition we came quite early to situations where I helped her on the toilet. I felt really guilty in the beginning, as I was always very turned on by it, but felt ashamed of abusing her dependency. After a while I was in for a pleasant suprise though:
We went for an Art Gallery on a Sunday after a big brunch with some friends at a cafe. The brunch definately made my bowel feel full and I felt like making some room for the food coming from my stomach soon. Before I made my decision where to take a dump, in the gents right away, or later at home, Jen whispered into my ear that she needed the loo. I asked her if she needed help and she said, she would be glad, if I would not mind (you bet I did not). We went to the handicapped stall which is usually seperate from the gents and ladies in a little room. So we went in together. When we entered Jen announced that it might be smelly, asking if I would mind. I told her no worries (with a beating heart). I had seen her at the loo several times, but never took the courage to stay in the room while she took a dump. She carefully got up, holding onto the provided handles and asked me to pull her panties down. What a great task! She looked very sexy, as usual. This time she wore so! me sixties style mini skirt with high boots and I had to push her skirt up and pull the pantyhose and panties down revealing her wonderful bottom. She sat down and began peeing with a big sigh of relief. She tinkled loudly and started getting a concentrated look. I had in the meantime taken a seat in her wheelchair enjoying every minute. After a little grunting and pushing a turd started to crackle out. It landed with a thud in the loo and was quickly joined by many more...She moaned in relief and the room soon filled with the natural fumes of a decent dump. This was too much for me. My reaction was clearly visible. I was so embarrassed. She looked at my crouch and asked with a straight face if I enjoyed the show...Gosh, I was red and white at the same time. The worst thing would have been to hurt and upset her, making her feel vulnerable. I kept apologizing...She let me suffer for a very short while, then she cracked up laughing...She took my hand and told me, she already n! oticed my fascination. As a matter of fact, she would not really need the help at the moment, she just wanted to check out my reaction. What a relief!. Jen is really cool with it, or even glad as well, as she has no problems asking me about help then. After she finished I announced that I had to go to the gents for the same task now. She told me to dream on and said, of course I would do it there, so she could watch. I was so excited I could hardly do anything...I asked her later if she enjoyed watching me. She said she prefered watching me pee, but it was cool and in any case, we should skip the end of the exhibition and make a move to her or my place...Well, the afternoon was great and I finally pooped properly in the evening...I still can’t believe my luck with this lady....We had quite a few good toilet adventures since then, I hope to share here in the future.
My best wishes and warm hellos, to all who remember me on here, especially ROBBIE and ANNIE!



Teddy Bear
hi, hone again from class, have about 1 hr. before the "lady" gets home.still the same posts from sun.

to Nu: yes i'm a vietnam era vet, i joined the navy in 74 & the vietnam era ended in 75. i really loved the people over there, such a warm & gentle race with strong family ties. the way they go about their bathroom activities sets a good example for the rest of us to follow. i was brought up on strict victorian standards about toilet privacy, maybe that"s why i have such an obsession to watch women poop. i liked your description of your family's pooping unashamedly in front of one another.

to Carmalita: hola amiga! yeah, i guess one's asshole has to get conditioned to a spicy diet, i guess mine never did. sometimes mine burns as if someone has rubbed a tube of ben-gay on it! so i just usually lay off the real spicy stuff, eccept sometimes i'll treat myself to hot mexican or italian food & pay the price the next day.

to Michael M: hey you weren't breaking any rules if you given a work assignment in the girl's room, you were just doing what you were told. they should have put a sign or something the girls that you were working in there. so was that bitch of a lady janitor your boss? she had no right to chew your ass. since i've worked as a maintenance electrician in the past, my duties has taken me into the ladies room for either installation or repair of the electrical equipment. if a woman needed to use the facilities, she would either find another restroom or use the one i was in. most of them didn't mind me being in there. most all activities was peeing, but there were a few pooping sessions. i managed to get a glimpse of lower back & butt; her skirt was pulled up past her waist, she was leaning forward & it smelled pretty bad. i also got to see 2 of her turds in the back half of the water line. nice size! i just love work that takes me into the lady's room. so, michael, c! onsider yourself lucky to be witness to the girls they must be pretty prudish to react the way they did.

to: Raging Urophile: ive never been in that situation, but i'd ask the occupant to please hurry, i gotta go so bad! if no response, i'd knock on the lady's door & go in if its clear. no way would i shit in the urinal, that's gross. if still no sucess i would try outside but only in a deserted alley behind a dumpster; or see if there's facilities next door. no way would i shit in public. if all STILL failed i would probably make a makeshift diaper out of paper towels or napkins, stuff it in my pants & let fly & get home asap.

to ausseriod: hey what a cool way to take a buddy dump! i'd sure like to try it if i had a willing partner. however , i've peed with a g/f in similar fashion. she would half squat over the bowl & i would face her. she would then begin to pee & encouraged me to do likewise, she would aim my stream on her pussy & giggle & tease me. we had awesome sex after. she was also latina. also a good satifying poop arouses me & probably many others. nature gave us an erogenous zone in our anus to encourage defecation & make it pleasureable. but not with constipation or diarreah. i know some of my former g/f's used to want to make love after pooping, they were hot to trot!

well, enough for now. hope this gets posted. kybo.
Peace & love Teddy Bear

hi, i have a few minutes before i leave for class. i had 2 lenghthy posts on fri & sat & they still haven't shown up. (its mon. morning now, just finished my morning crap, nothing spectacular to report. i wonder why the posting seem to skip a day. yesterday's (sun.) is still here this morning. i have alot i'd like to share, hope i'm not violating any of the rules.

to Bryian: no i'm not a teeny bopper , i'm 45 y/o & have been around, i enjoy sharing my past experincrs with everyone, those who understand my obsession to women pooping. how about you? are you m or f, & what is tour age? tell me more about you.

well, gotta go, catch y'all later this afternoon.

peace & love kybo Teddy Bear


Buzzy
Jusy want to say Hey to all the regulars I see coming back to the forun
Yes,it's been awhile since i've posted,but I try to read the forum regularly,but been really busy to post and for awhile,i saw none of the regulars(Jane and gary,Carmelita)to name a few.I love ro read the posts from you guys!Olla Melita-keep those dumps coming senorita-Nu sound so hot,too.i'd like to do a woods poop with you guys!! and Jane, i really enjoy reading of your soft poops that you do!! Hey-Melita-i'll answer your survey!!
I'd like to see JLO do a good poop-i love her butt!also Sandra Bullock and Vanessa williams too!
As far as non-famous people-Hmmmm-I really don't have an answer for that one!
As far as being spied on-I gues a few times out in the woods by other joggers and bikers
As far as 2 birds with one stone-I real a lot while on the bowl(sometimes I print some of the great stories on this forun and read them while i poop-it's fun!)
I pull my pants down to my ankles(sometime i take them off too)
The smell i emit is not too bad cause I eat a lot of fruit and ?????,but it's NOT perfume either!!
I used to have this nurse friend who i used to have a lot of fun with -she used to kiss me as i pooped and I to her-it was soooo much fun!!
As far as favorite person to see pooping-It doesn't really matter to me-it really depends on the moment and stuff
As far as my average turds-I do long,soft turds about 10-14 inches long-about 1 and half inches thick and then i do some pudding poop as i finish up and i go in usually 3 waves and I go just about every morning and I have to push to get it started and then a lot just falls out my butt-- hope that answers your questions
hope to post more often especially now that the weather is getting warm and I head out to the wood every morning to bike and do my morning dump out in the wild and maybe I'll get lucky this year and meet a pretty lady to buddy poop with !!BYE


John Q Public
Here's a nice little 'ditty' for the poop fans on the forum. I have mentioned many times on this forum that I have a weak bladder. I more then make up for it, however when it comes to pooping. I just don't write about crapping because I am not realy into it like I am into peeing.

Well anyway, I was really badly constipated over the weekend, and I went for nearly 3 days without a bm. In addition to that, I was at two barbecues, and ate like a pig. Well all that food just accumiliated in my guts until I was not able to eat at all through out the day on Sunday. I remember a post Holdit Man wrote a few months back about the Fleet Child Supositories, so I figured I would have nothing to lose by giving it a try. I can tell you all, on no uncertain terms, THEY WORK!. It took a bit longer for it to work on me, because I was badly plugged up. It actualy took about 10 minutes to realy get me 'going' (pardon the pun) but when I started to crap, I didn't know when I was going to stop. Those turds were so hard that they actualy made my anus bleed.

It seemed that the shit just kept running out of my ass non stop for a long time. I was on the toilet for a total of 30 minutes after the initial bm. I would get up, and another urge would hit again. By the time I was done, I just had to check my 'work.' I never, in my life saw su much crap. The turds were not realy wide, I would guess about an inch to an inch and a half, but they were long, all curled up, and just about filled the bowl. I had to run out to the store and pick up a couple of bottles of "Liquid Plumber" because the toilet was all stopped up with 3 days worth of shit. I poured in the first bottle and flushed, Some of it went down, but it went down slowly. I plunged until the water level was a bit lower, then I poured in the second bottle. I flushed again, and the rest of the load finaly went down.

The 'skid' marks were all over the place, so I did a clean up job in the toilet after I was finished. When I told my gf about it, she didn't believe me.

Well, I was wondering if I was going to come onto the forum today, because I didn't have anything interesting to tell. Then I went to the bathroom, and I had quite an interesting experience.

Now I have no objection to women who I know seeing me use the toilet or see me in my diaper. My mother, sister, cousens and girl friends know all about, and they see it all the time. I do, however, object to todal strangers walking in on me when I am in the bathroom. The place where I work has alot of young "Neo Hippy" type people around. Their skill as artists are the only reason why the boss tolerates them, not that I have anything against "Hippies" or young people in general.

Well to make a long story short, I had to take a dump. While I was doing my business, two women started arguing outside the washroom, and after about 5 or so minutes of yelling back and fourth, a young girl of about 19 or 20 years of age, dressed in a 'tie died' shirt came storming into the washroom, cussing under her breath. Needless to say I was angry, though I do believe it was an honest misteak.

I said to her "I know you are pissed at the women you were arguing with, and you want to change the world and all that, but there is no need to get so pissed off that youw walk into the men's room." She was one of these typical "everyone over 30 is a dummy" types, so she gets real snotty with me and starts telling me how "appreciative" she was of there being so many "closed minded middled aged men" to show her the error of her ways. Of course, this whold conversation is taking place while I am crapping and farting my guts out. I finaly said "Get the hell out of here!!" And she stormed out of the mens room as though she had been wronged.

When I finished, I went over to her work area, and said to her "I have a novel idea for you. Whether you are pissed at the world, or in deep meditation, when you use a public toilet, just read those little signs on the door. If the little sign says "Men" you do NOT walk in." Then I went back to my work station and we didn't speak to each other for the rest of the day.

Can you imagine the crust of some people?


Adrian
Nu & Carmalita. Enjoyed your latest post. It sounds as though Carmalita needed to go badly and was really dropping a massive load. I wouldn't have minded being there! As she seems to fairly regular I can't help suspecting that she eats plenty - working on the principle that what goes in one end must eventually leave out of the other.

Sheila. Hi! Sorry to hear you've been having a rough time of it recently and I hope things are a bit better now. Liked your account of the constipated motion you had and the help given by friend Vera.

After feeling windy most of Saturday but not doing anything much I had a sudden urge to go for a motion after tea (it always seems to kick in then) and hurried to the bathroom. In the event it was a fairly liquid but explosive motion and I thought it might be the beginning of a dose of the runs. Luckily that didn't happen but I felt rather fragile for an hour or so afterwards.

This week another series of "I'm a celebrity get me out of here" starts again on UK TV. I wonder if there will be any interesting occurences or references on the loo front?

Best wishes

Adrian


Roberta
More stories from Emma told to me by Tara.
Before the builders knocked down the girls toilet block at Emma’s school, and some of them started using the boys room because they didnt want to walk to the other toilets at the other end of the school, the boys held competitions to see who could pee the highest up the wall behind the urinals. When they started daring girls to use the urinal and after one girl found the website telling what girls do if they want to go frontwards, a girl asked what the marks on the wall behind the urinals meant and the boys explained that each mark was the highest somebody had peed at that time. This gave her an idea for a new dare. Which girl would try going up the wall and how high could she get?

By now there were many girls using the urinals every day, and they had become quite good at going frontwards but nobody had tried shooting specially high. Several of them tried doing it but they didnt want to go badly at the time and they didnt have enough in them to do very well. The next day, 3 of the girls saved up their pee after breakfast and drank a lotta water during the morning. Then at lunch break when they made sure there were plenty of witnesses they lined up at the urinals, each one hiked up her dress, held her panties to the side, kept her lips apart and pulled upwards on her clit. All 3 did thick streams which shot way up above the urinals and 2 of them went higher than the highest the boys had done. After that the boys lost interest and there were no more dares.


Sheila
Hi, everyone,

I'm happy to say my period problem, not being able to shit, is over for another month. My period still has another day to run, but as usual today when I got up I had a really good shit, nice and soft, with no griping stomach pain, made all the more pleasurable by my Greg sitting beside me and having a shit as well. It really sets me up for the day. I did ask in an earlier post if there were any girls out there who shared my monthly problems and how they coped. I am asking again for any help and advice, I really need it, so come on girls help me please.

I went to the toilet mid-morning at work today, and as I got there an Asian girl, a Pakistani, Aisha, was coming down the corridor at the same time, we exchanged greetings and went into adjoining cubicles. Aisha is very beautiful, tall and slim with lovely sparkling, dark eyes so typical of Asian girls, she is in her early twenties. We were chatting together as we opened ourselves to the toilet mainly about a new perfume Aisha was trying. We started to pee at the same time, in the cubicle on my left, the end one, I could hear someone having a really good shit, lots of grunting and gasping and waves of wet shit splattering into the pan and then Aisha shit with the familiar explosive sound of someone very loose.

"Are you alright, Aisha?" I asked.
"Oh, I got the runs," she answered.

I finished my pee and went and tapped on Aisha's cubicle door. "It's not locked," she called out. I went into the cubicle just as she was shitting up another storm. She had her panties right down at her ankles and her dress up high around her waist and she was crouched over favouring her left side. I could see all of her thigh on the right and as she shit her thigh lifted a little then relaxed as the spasm eased. I stayed with her until she had finished and just before that the girl in the other cubicle finished too. We all exited the cubicles at the same time, the other girl was my best friend Vera. She complained, jokingly, that she hadn't had any company. We all laughed and now Aisha has joined our shitting coterie, all the more the merrier I say.

That;s all for now, all my love and best wishes to everyone, Sheila (South Wales).


Phil
My wife Jane (54, bbw) and I (50) like to read on this site. We are often watching each other while pooping. Jane can really produce massive big loads which are thcik and long. On easter we had agreed with 6 other couples to make a walk of three hours. As we had decided to start at 9:00 am we had to hurry and Jane had no chance to make her morning poop. She wore a light summer skirt which was quite short for her fat hips and thick thighs, but I like to see her dressed like this - and obviously a lot of other men too. we walked for round an hour when Jane started complaining that she needed to poop. But I answered that there would be no chance as we walked through fields and meadows. Her complaining got stronger and stronger that I at least told her to do it in her undies and that we could clean them later on. Suddenly she said to me: "Phil, I will do it!" "Wait, wait a moment!" I answered. Unobtrusively we walked slowlier to be the last couple in the group. "You really want ! to do it?" "Yes!" was the answer, "I can´t hold it any longer!" Quickly my right hand went under the backside of her skirt and lay on her fat ass. First she smiled, then her face got distorted. At the same time I could feel how a big turd slowly moved from her ass into her undies. `Unbelievable!´I thought. But it got thicker and thicker. At the end there was a big bulge in her panties. I moulded it in my right hand. "Phil, what are you doing?" Jane asked embarrassed. "I will fill your cheeks inbetween with it!" "I hope you won´t!" "Yes, I will! Later on I will clean you!" Then I dropped the massive sausage in between her fat cheeks. I really liked to play with her poop in her undies. "How does it feel?" I asked her. "an absoult new feeling!" answered Jane. She had to walk with the poop for more then two hours before we reached a restaurant where we made a rest. I joined her to the toilet and cleaned her with the wet tissues we always have with us. But it was impossible to cl! ean her totally. The load was too big and to hard meanwhile. During the dinner our friends complained that there would be a smell like on the toilet. If they knew... we did not say a word to this matter.


Redneck
I have been lurking lately and haven't posted in a long time. I like the recent posted stories. First, Michael M. who had a job which included painting the girls bathroom. I enjoyed it. Strangely, I had an interesting dream last nite which is related to H.S. & bathrooms. I was at my old H.S. and all of the people I knew there at the time (students) were there. I had to go take a dump and I went into the bathroom to do my business. There were no stall doors and I was of the attitude that I didn't give a shit (no pun) who saw me. Attitudes change as you get older. There is a family I know at Church ad they have a 15 year old son and I talk to them a lot. We were talking about the bathroom and he mentioned that he would never take a crap at school but I responded that as you get older, you eventually get the attitude of the hell with what others say.

When I was in H.S. my last year or year and a half, I got to a point that I didn't give a shit about taking a dump at school. I was an upperclassman and people didn't screw with them especially seniors. I in fact used the bathroom that was the "smoke room" but also I knew the smokers and they themselves took a shit there as well. Since we had doorless stalls, usually one person at a time took a crap but one time, there were two stalls in use.

Next story I enjoyed was from Jennie's Bro. I enjoyed the part about you watching her use the can. When I was married, my ex-wife would not let me into the bathroom while she was crapping or even showering. We showered only a couple times during our almost 4 years of marriage. There is a bathroom off of my office (I kept the house from the divorce). She would use that bathroom and I could see through the door jam of her being on the can. I would watch sometimes.

Also forgot from who but I enjoyed te story about the UK hostels and their bathrooms. I plan on taking some serious time off this summer such as a month and a half from work. I plan on doing some traveling which includes Eastern Canada. I plan on visiting Prince Edward Island (PEI) and New Foundland (NF). I may get into Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont as well. I know there are some hostels there. Does anyone know anything about bathrooms at hostels in the NE US & Eastern Canada ?

Lastly, "TV Guide", I agree with you about the Beavis & Butthead show. I miss it. I always enjoyed watching it since the humor was mischevious and gross. I also enjoyed their potty humor as well.


anthea
Teaching class last week the worst happened. An unexpressed fart was giving me a stomach ache but no warning of what was to come. I was concerned to keep it silent. So I dropped a piece of chalk and squatted to pick it up. This kept my buns apart and I pushed. No more than a hiss that only I could hear (I hoped!). Confident I pressed on and there was that dreaded squirt. I straightened up and could feel that slimy sensation. One never knows how bad it is till one checks. I suppose a confident person would have excused herself and gone to repair the damage. I am not that person so for 20 minutes I stuck it out (right expression!). Slight stink I thought but self-consciousness perhaps. Walked to the ladies-room a bit like a crab. The pretty panties with their roses were not intended for that. At least I was wearing pants which were badly streaked. It was my period too which might account for the diarrhea. It certainly didn't help. I keep some lemon-essence in my! shoulder-bag and I gave the pants crotch a dose! The panties went in the trash. I had to go out straight from school to a meeting. Didn't get any rude glances though people may have thought I was a lemon-tree!

love you all Anthea


CC
Hi everyone,
The other day I went to the library (different to the one I work at) with the thin walls in the bathrooms. I had to take a crap anyway but I couldn't resist having a listen through the walls. The first woman to come in took a stall and did a fierce wee, rather strong. She then grunted rather loudly, almost comically and drawn out, it sounded like she was having much trouble. This went on for a few minutes, I wondered what she would do if someone else came in, that didn't happen but she continued grunting and moaning for a bit then silence. I didn't hear any plops unfortunatly so I don't know if she was successful. A few more women came in afterwards and almost all did wee's, one woman had high heels on and took the stall at the end which is next to the dividing wall between the mens and womens. I could hear her having a nice long wee. The final woman to come in took a stall in the middle and did two loud wet farts just as she started a wee. I could hear her pulling off p! aper and tearing it off, she did this several times which suggests it was rather messy.

Today in town I was using the lift in the car park going upto my car. A middle aged couple also entered and the guy was telling the woman about campers somewhere having to dig holes for toilet purposes. He said something like "So over a year all these backpackers dig these holes to shit in". I had to get out of the lift at that point so I didn't hear the rest of his informative ramblings. That's not something I've come across too often in the lift!


Audrey
I have not written for a while but everything has been going so well in my life I guess I was being lazy. I must tell you of two experiences that have changed my life completely.
I was on the check out (early morning shift) when about nine in the morning I felt the need to have a poop. As you know my doctor had told me not to hold myself but to go whenever my body told me to. Of course my bosses have a rule that you must wait for the proper breaks before leaving your till. I had talked this over with other girls on my shift, there are six of us, and we said that it was wrong. Anyway there was about six customers in my queue. I completed the customer I was dealing with, locked the till and put the 'please use another check-out' sign up. I told the girl on the next check-out where I was going and made my way to the toilets. Staff supermarket toilets are never quiet, except nearing home time and there were at least six of the ten stalls occupied. I went into the nearest stall to me and as I took my panties down and sat on the pan I could hear both my companions having poops, now for the hat trick I thought. I had a wonderful poop, as I star! ted to pee so the poop just slid out of my bum, almost without effort. I could feel the turds coming out of my bum, long and fat and plopping into the water. I just sat on the pan enjoying a good poop, the most wonderful of feelings, the girl in the stall on my left was having a good poop too, it sounded like a real panful, but the girl on the right seemed to be constipated, she was grunting and straining without getting anywhere. After about ten minutes I was done and I started to wipe my bum, I stood up and with my thighs apart, wiped my bum gently and slowly, enjoying the feel of the paper as I wiped. When I flushed and left the stall my companions were still going. Going back to the check-out I could see the angry look on the face of my supervisor, but I couldn't resist a smirk on my face. Girl power had achieved a victory over slavery, because all the girls on the check-out had threatened to walk out if they were not allowed to go to the toilet when they had to.

The other experience was even better. Chas. my partner and I had been out for a drink and a meal and we were strolling along the bank of the Avon which runs through Chippenham when I suddenly wanted to poop. After my illness Chas. had changed about his reluctance about being with me when I go to the toilet but that was when I was recovering and always at home. Now I quickly made my way to the Ladies in the park. It was late, elevenish in the night and quite dark but as I got nearer to the toilets I wanted to go more desperately, about twenty yards away from the toilets I slipped away from Chas. and ran up the path opening my shoulder-bag as I went and getting a penny out. There were three stalls all empty, I pushed my penny in the slot and slid the door open as I was about to enter I heard Chas. behind me. I turned and heard him say, with a thickness in his voice, that he'd hold my bag for me. I didn't have time to say anything my need was really desterate now. I! handed him the bag and went into the stall, as I frantically undid my slacks and pulled them and my panties down I noticed him inside the doorway. I bent over the pan and gasped as a stream of poop splashed into the back of the pan just missing the seat thankfully, then I was sitting and peeing and pooping at the same time. After the first burst of poop my ????? settled down and sat waiting for the next one. Chas had meanwhile closed the door and bolted it. I looked up at him and apologised for having to dash and hoping I wasn't embarrassing him. He bent over and kissing me on the cheek said how much he loved me. It was incredible. I can't remember how long I took to finish my poop but I do know that Chas. tenderly wiped my bum and that before we left that toilet we made love. Since my illness my love life has changed 100% to something very precious to me. Now I want to be with Chas. when he goes to the toilet. This may take a little longer to happen, but now I kn! ow it will.


Annie(and Robby)
Hi Everyone!
Robby is out so I thought I would do the honours this time. I have a little story to tell on Meghan. The girls were up visiting us on Easter weekend. That Saturday Meghan had been out on a date. Her friend came home with her. He met all of us. Well, Meg excused herself and went into the office loo. We suddenly heard this raucious fart and a load of poo. We tried not to look at each other. Her date turned beet red and looked very awkward. We heard Meg scream; "O shit". Sari couldn't help herself she burst out laughing. Robby and I tried not to. Finally Meg came back in and had the reddest complexion I have ever seen. Her date wouldn't look at her. It was rather hilarious. They both left after that. She wouldn't talk about it at all, Poor thing! I hope she told him it was normal for her.

RIZZO: Hi dear friend! Weeing on the beach! What a naughty thing to do(giggle). Robby probably would have joined you. His health is doing fine. We are very regular in our poos. Mine are a bit larger these days. As you, we miss Kendal terribly. Take care! Lots of Love, Annie and Robby
CARMALITA AND NU: HOLA, sweetheart! Nu may beat you in the dump department,tee hee! Your dump in your last story was outstanding. Robby is doing fine. As for the survey, we are so old our memory fails us in sthat endeavor,LOL! He, as well as I send lots of love and hug!!
JANE AND GARY: Hi dears! Meghan and Sari are fine. They are just dreadfully busy. It seems you have the biggest poos in the office loo. The last one was outstanding! Lots of Love, Annie and Robby
AMANDA AND ALYSSA: Welcome! Your first story was really enjoyable. Please stay with us! Love, Annie and Robby
PV: Hi gal! Has it gotten cold down under? You may seek other places to wee other than the outdoors. I have been practicing my distance in the shower. Take care, sweetie! Lots of Love, Annie and Robby
Missing: Kendal, Andrew, Eleanor, Tim and Sarah, Steve and Louise, Damsel, Ephermal, Todd and Diana, Ina, Jeff A, LindaGS, and all of the other posters who are gone.
HI TO: Bryian, Adrian, Wetman, Kristina, Punk Rock Girl, Upstate Dave, RJOGGER II-where are ya?, Anne, Heather, and all of the other wonderful posters here!

HAPPY TOILETING!
ANNIE AND ROBBY


Raging Urophile
Although I am far more interested in peeing than dumping, it seems that there are far mare crapping fanciers on this site that urophiles. I will therefore indulge the masses and respond to the recent survey.
1) The person I would most like to watch having logs slide through her buttocks is Nancy Travis. She is not as gorgeous as some other actresses, but she has a down to earth kind of beauty that I have long admired. Other top choices would be Shelley Long, Jennifer Connelly, and Jane Seymour.
2) The non famous person I would most like to see dropping logs is my ex-boss's wife.
3) I was never spied on, but when I was about 8 years old, our family was at my dad's friend's house. His wife, who was about 40, walked in on me when I was sitting on the bowl. She had a shocked look on her face as she excused herself and walked out.
4) I sometimes read the paper on the commode.
5) Pants are down to ankles,but I am usually nude while on the bowl in the morning. It coincides with my shower.
6)Odor is generally unpleasant, but nothing unusual.
7)I have never been in a relationship, therefore, no kisses on the bowl.
8) My favorite people to see dropping loads would be attractive caucasian women. I know I am revealing my heterosexual bias, but I think men look both gross and ridiculous on toilets, including myself.
9) My fecal logs are greatly varied . I have no standard production, but logs are usually small,numerous,(4-5) and fragmented.
10) I am caucasion, mid-forties, 5'10",235 lbs., dark brown hair.




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