Victoria
I was housing sitting for my aunt in upstate New York. That week I felted constipated so Friday I took some laxatives Saturday morning I got a call from a friend (whom I have a crush on) inviting me for a bite to eat for dinner and a movie. I thought that by then the laxative would have kicked in. if only it had. I went on my date hoping nothing would happen. Yeah right! While eating my dinner I feel something, politely I excuse myself, and thought that was the worst of it and I had taken care of it. Yeah! Wrong! We went to the movies I had to go again while on line to go again I started to pass gas and standing with my legs so tightly crosses. I was wearing what looked like a mini skirt but was shorts. Some liquid poop was started to come out and make its way to my crotch area and some pee squirted out. OMG! Eventually it was my turn with out to much of a mess. I went sat on the throne for about 15 minutes wipe, dispose of my soiled under wares and clean my shorts. May my way back my friend asked if I was okay I said yeah as if nothing. May it through the movie but on the way to my aunt's house I felted some grumbling told him that I would but I was not allowed company. I had a pleasant evening went inside the house to only take a shit on myself at the entrance of the hallway.Rick E.
I am scared to death of "low flush toilets". I go big, and they don't float; without a powerful long-lasting flush, they stick in the toilet's exit pipe. Even if they make it thru the toilet, they can stick in the sewer line. I've always wondered what turd dimensions toilet desiners assume. Give me an outhouse with a deep 12" diameter hole! Question: Plumbers are not nurses aids; so what are they willing to do when they encounter a toilet that's full of shit?My most embarrassing moment ever happened today. I was in a soccer game and I got kicked HARD in the stomach. It hurt so bad that I started crying. My coach ran onto the field and asked what was wrong. Well, I guess getting hit in the stomach effected my bladder because I started to pee every wehere. I reached into my pants and grabbed my penis out so that I wouldnt pee on my shorts too much. It was a little while before I realized that I was laying in the middle of a soccer field, crying, covered in my own pee, holding my penis.
I was doing an experiment to see how long I could last without peeing. I hadnt peed all day at all. My friend had just come over and I could feel a dull pain in my bladder. WE were just chilling and whatever, when suddenly my penis started cramping up. I realized a little to late that this ment that I was about to pee every where. I started peeing without even pushing at all. I got up and ran to the bathroom peeing every where in the meanwhile. When I got to the bathroom it was occupied. It was too late any way, so I just stood there and peed all over the floor. I timed it too. I peed for 4 minutes. It got all over my socks and my pants were soaked. My friend just stood there looking at my like I was crazy. Then my mom walked down and saw me standing in my lake of pee.
PENNY
I have been reading these posts for some time, but I don't have any stories of my own, but last week, I got to see the funniest thing ever! My friend is very loud and outgoing, and we went out with our boyfriends last week and had a few drinks. Me and her drank a few beers, and got pretty drunk, and we then got her BF to drive us home. On the way, we both wanted to pee, but we were in the backroads. I wouldn't pee there, but she normally would, but wouldn't as she kept saying that she wanted to do number twos and it was gross to do it by the side of the road. Eventually we came to a gas station, and ran in for the bathroom. The door was locked, and this zit faced jerk in there said he had locked it and wouldn't open it again as it was being abused by customers. She said she was desperate and if he didn't open it she would shit on his floor. He gave this sneery look, so she just pulled off her pants and underwear in front of him, squatted and pissed on the floor, followed by 3 or 4 little turds. He just didn't know what to do, so she just went into her pocketbook, took out TP and wiped with it. She then threw the TP at him, calmly put on her pants and walked out. I was still desperate, but I can't go in a public place, so I held on for another 20 minutes somehow until we found a K-Mart that was open. I still can't believe that she did that, but the guy was such a jerk that he deserved it. The only bad part about it is that the guy reported us to the police and took our license plate, so now she has been charged with public indecency and was apparently caught on the store's video camera taking a shit!
Tom
For those of you having trouble flushing the toilet after
having a large dump try taking a Bucket of water in a gallon size bucket
flush the toilet. Pour the water in just a you flush this causes a suction.and takes it down the drain. this works for me I hope it work for you.
Happy FlusingElla
dave: tell your wife to eat fruit just before she goes to bed (or late in the evening if possible). Apples are the best. I used to have a terrible problem with constipation - especially when I was due on ('period' for non-uk people) and since I started doing that I have had next to no trouble and go nearly every day. Also...tell her to drink more water. Hope she gets better soon - I feel for her!
Hope everyone had a great Christmas (and New Year depending on when this gets posted). I'm getting a bit more daring now since I've been inspired by you guys! I can't believe how much I managed to eat over the Christmas holidays! I'm quite petite so I honestly don't know where it all went - I haven't been crapping any more than usual so I've concluded there must be some kind of time vortex thing inside my stomach that sends any extra food off to another dimension! Has anyone found their routines affected by all the festive food?
Anyway.. it's taken me three years to build up the courage to post here so I won't bore you all too soon! Take care everyone and happy pooping!jge
hey all no new stories for me.but some good stories lately though would like to hear more family stories.
billy and kev good to see u back.
john nice story about ur boys bet it was really bad over the holidays. How many times a day do u shit? Justin and mike sound like some people i know. if u don't mind i like to know who has chest hair? i do and i like to know the percentage john do u have cest hair. more stories please john. what about ur family billy and kev. Well I did think about a story but will type it nest time til then happy toileting all.
cheryl
I hadn't peed in more than 4-1/2 hours, not since leaving my friend's house at 5:30 PM. it was just after 11 PM and two large coffee's later, I finally had to " tinkle". I went to the bathroom, walked in and closed door; then lifted the toilet lid, pullled down my undies and sat to pee.[ timed it and used the mirror] at first it took 25 secs to start , then finally I began to pee. in the mirror I watched as my ribbon like stream of yellowish urine came out from my twat and tinkled somewhat loudly into the toilet bowl's water; watching it create foamy bubbles and giving off an odor of strong, intense pee. it continued to tinkle straight down into the water for 45 secs before stopping for 10 secs. right then I could really SMELL that heavy scent of strong urine in the air, especially as even more came out in a slower " piddle" for another 12 secs before completely stopping. total time was 1 min, 37 secs and 1 min alone was spent just peeing out all that stinky, strong pee! I wiped my twat, got up and pulled up my undies. then after looking at the bowl full of golden yellow, still smelly pee and that circle of " pissy foam" which covered the entire middle of the water's surface[ about 50%] I flushed and watched the whole foamy mess swirl down, paper and all.
anyway, did not realize till now that I think I double posted. anyway, debbie has a good point and even some newspaper comedian[ dave barry I think] has joked about those new " water saver toilets" before and how he "needed to flush the thing at least four or five times to get it all down, meanwhile wondering what his relatives were thinking all the while" LOL anyway that reminded me of some gas station I sometimes stop at when I have to " go to the bathroom" badly.[ especially in the summer when I'm riding my bicycle] lately, the last time I used the single [m/f] restroom there they recently renovated it to " handicapped standards" by widening the door. they also removed the old stall, replaced it with handicapped rails and yes replaced the older " 1960's/1970's model elongated design toilet" [ where the entire bowl was water-filled from almost all the way back to about an inch before the front rim] to one of those new " low-flow water savers" you're talking about; the type in which the waterspot is way toward the back .I know just what you mean as the last time I was like "grody to the max" and even though I had to pee really badly, I still flushed first after seeing the left over crap stuck against the dry part toward the front. no wonder they began to make elongated "luxury home style" toilet bowls where the water filled the entire bowl either all the way to the front under the rim or at least no more then 2" back [common to homes built in the 1960's-70's] instead of the older round types with the water more toward the back and dry part in front that you still sometimes see in homes built before the 50's. and here I thought the reason was so us women could hear themselves urinate and better know when we were finished!LOLMr. Clogs
Happy Holidays everybody! Hope everyone's doing well this season including the bathroom posts.
cheryl: Hi cheryl, Happy Holidays to you. Sorry for not catching your posts sooner. I've been busy with this new job I work at, and don't have the extra time to post. Thank you for thinking of me. I did get a chance to read your posts. I liked the detailed descriptions. Thanks. Yes, I do know about finding a bathrooms in the city (NYC) a difficult task to do, especially when you got a full and ache bladder. I really enjoyed the Greenwich village post. Take care cheryl!
Shelly from Wisconsin: I liked your story about your outdoor experience with your neighbor. From what I could tell in your post you're a little hesitant at first, but had some fun and company on that day. Stay warm and Happy holidays.sum41luver
Last night on New Years Eve, I stayed up till 4:00 in the morning. So, when I woke up I had to pee. So, all day I have been peeing every 45 minutes to an hour. Now, since I only had 4 hours of sleep, I wanted to take a nap. Then I had the urge to pee REALLY bad. So I grabbed a pad and tryed to go to sleep while peeing.
But, I knew the pee would not have been asorbed. So I grabbed an old cup and peed in it for five minutes stopping here and there for a second because it the force was so strong. This cup was huge and I filled up half of it!anonomys
I chose to stay anonomys though i will tell you that I am a women and when this happened I was 27. At my age of 27 i looked pretty good. I was on my way to work. It usually takes me about 40 minutes to get there by car [on a good day]. I had been on the road for about 15 minutes right now, when all of a sudden i have the worst urge to poop. I know that up on this road there are no rest stops unless you take an exit. I was already running late so i couldn't have done that. Also i knew that i couldn't poop my pants, because i was in a very short white skirt with only pantyhose no panties and really cute high hells i couldn't dirty. I tried to fight the urge but by the time i had made it to work it was really bad. I hadn't pooped my pants yet though i felt like i was about to explode if i didn't make it to a bathroom soon. As soon as i walked in the doors to my work my boss grabbed me. He took me to the meeting room. He said we were having a meeting that just came up. I pleaded with him to let me go for a minute but he refused and said we have a break in 4 hours. I thought 4 hours! i can't hold it for one more hour. Well i tried my best to hold it through out the first half of the meeting. I was doing so good about 3 and a half hours into it. I thought if i can just stay seated for another half an hour i can rush to the bathroom without pooping myself. Then i was called up to the front to give a speech. So there i was in front of my whole work giving a speech with poop about to fall out of my ass. Surprisingly i made it through my speech and it was break time. I ran to the bathroom all the stalls were full! I didn't know what to do. I thought about going to the mens room but i saw some men go in there so that was out of the question. i waited for one of the stalls to open. Not so much luck i had been standing their about 10 minutes already. Finally on was vacant. i walked into it. there was pee and disgusting things all over the floor but right now i was desperate. I didn't want my pantyhose to get wet with that stuff on the floor when i pulled them down. So i stood on top of the toilet. I was just about to pull down my pantyhose when a knock on the door scared me. I slipped off of the toiled seat, under the stall door into the middle of the bathroom. I didn't realize that in doing this i had pooped into my pantyhose. Now it was running down my legs. All over them in front back and sides. I went back to the meeting room found my boss and pleaded with him to let me go home. I didn't tell him what happend. He said no this meeting is important and mandatory to be at. You're already here you must stay for the end. I didn't kno what to do now 4 more hours of a meeting and i had pooped my pantyhose. He told me to go take my seat. As soon as i sat down i felt all of the poop flatend out and go on my butt and everything. Then when everyone got back, i was called up to the front to give another speech. So there i was in front of my whole work again but this time with pooped pantyhose. I hoped they couldn't see. But then up at the board i dropped my chalk! I had to bend over to get it. In doing this my skirt had gone up and everyone saw my ass. And as they saw my ass i accidentally pooped again! Everyone saw it come out and run down the legs of my pantyhose. Finally my boss excused me and let me go home. I was driving home. About to turn off of the freeway when i almost got run off the road. I got so scared when this happend i just peed. All this pee just fell into my pantyhose, and then i was sitting in this as well as poop. When i got home i took off my pantyhose they were full of poop and pee. I had no choise i just thru them out. In work people still make fun of me. They pretend to drop things then bend over to pick them up and make farty pooping noises.panty pooper
I am an 18 year old girl. I usually don't wet or mess my pants but this time i did. I was at a mall with some of my friends. I was wearing my tiny pink skirt. This day had already started out bad though because i hadn't done my own laundry in a few weeks, i had to wear my moms panties. Not only that but they were a little too big and an ugly green color. At the mall we had done all of our shopping and now we were in the food court enjoying some lunch. All of a sudden i felt really sick. I said i had to go to the bathroom. The bathroom in the food court had huge lines for both the men and ladies room. I decided to walk all the way down the other end of the mall with my friends and use the bathrooms there. What a mistake! The line for this ladies room was twice the size of the other. I told my friends i was going to stay in this line though because i felt the walk back to the food court was to long and i felt i would lose control. Standing there i saw many women who had already had accidents, peed pants and pooped pants. I asked some people if could cut them because it was anemergency, but they said no you have to wait like the rest of us. When i got to this bathroom there were about 30 people ahead of me. Now there were about 12. Though this is when it happened, i couldn't hold it anymore. I kust pooped my panties. I stayed in line though and went into the bathroom and tried to clean up. I only wiped my but though, and forgot about the poop in the panties. i pulled them up though and walked out because i didn'y want to spend any more time in there. When i got out my friends were laughing at me. I said HAHA i pooped my pants it's not that funny. They said its not that its just you did do much poop it made a giant bulge in your panties and is pushing the back of your skirt up. They let me use one of their pocket mirrors so i could see how bad it was. So their i was with my tiny pink skirt up and these ugly green panties filled with poop. Not to mention it was seeping through them. I couldn't pull my skirt down to hide them though. Then as we were walking to the car to go home something even more embarassing happened. The poop load in my panties was too much and because the panties were a little to big they fell down. I tripped over them too. My friends never let me live this down.
Gruntly Bogwell
TAYLOR: Your call for legends to return, brought a response from BUZZY...and you both lauded the stories of CARMALITA...a true queen of poo stories. I, as GRUNTLY BOGWELL, have been praised by BUZZY and CARMALITA in the past for my reporting...in fact I made CARMALITA miss her bus once, while she was reading one of my detailed poo stories on her computer before leaving home. I think the problem of the TOILET for the past several months (yes, I drop in from time to time) is the lack of detailed poo stories, particularly of the voyeuristic bent...the latest crew seems to be into peeing or shitting their pants...not really the stuff of legends, in spite of the messy thongs. I think what happens, is that the LEGENDS, you mentioned just get it out of their system (no pun intended). Not that they lose interest in things bowel related...they just move on in their life situations and the need to write poo stories becomes blase. What makes for LEGEND writing is attention to detail, to create a sense of place and couple that with a hearty poo session...for example:
I went out to turn off the outside Christmas lights on a cool clear night recently and as I pulled the plug, the ensuing darkness, showed that the light to the downstairs bathroom where my 260 pound mother-in-law was staying had just come on. So, being the Peeping Tom that I am, I crept over and hoisted myself up on the outside air conditioner and peeked through the slats of the blinds in time to see her hoist her nightgown over her ample buttocks cheeks and plop down on the commode, shifting her bulk to position her bottom on the oval seat. She sat back and began to work a crossword puzzle, but every now and then would lean forward and grunt loud enough forme to hear it through the window...apparetnly she was not having any success with her movement after about five minutes. She tossed the crossword puzzle on the vanity with the pencil and leaned forward again, this time hoisting her nighty back up to her waist...and exposing her large bottom and butt crack. This maneuver caused her crack to spread as she put her hands on the edge of the bathtub for grunting leverage and brought her brown eye into view as she bore down to get rid of her load, from holiday eating. Her hole appeared a bit lumpy, with a bluish hemmeroid on one side…she began to make pooching movements in an effort to get things started and her hole began to stretch open and a dark brown lump appeared at the opening...she gave a mighty groan and the lump fell out, causing a geyser of toilet water to hit her square on the anus. She said a low "Damn" and reached for toilet paper to dab at her nether opening. Then she resumed her forward leaning with her hands on the bath tub for support. Her hole looked a bit puffy and I could see the next offering coming into view...she grunted again with an UNNNNHHHHGGGHHH and a cake like log began to emerge from her big bare butt. It stopped about three inches out and she bore down again and cussed under her breath...a few peanuts in the poo came into view as the offending turd moved slightly...more grunting and straining produced a longer hanger, that dissappeared below the toilet seat. Meanwhile I was beginning to shiver with the excitement outside the window. The 14 inch by 2 inch turd broke off and her hole sucked the rest back inside. She sat back red-faced, picked up the crossword, but soon tossed it back on the vanity and groaned forward again , the dam had broken and dark brown turd after turd began filing out of her ass...logs on parade. An UUUMMMMPPPHHH came from her and the logs became soft serve and gooey...before a large fart blew some wet poo to the back of the bowl...she sat back and gurgled vociferously. I heard my wife calling my name out the back door so I had to jump down from the air conditioner unit and head back inside, making up an excuse about seeing racoons on the compost pile. The next morning, I had to take out the trash and crept into my mother-in-law's room...(she sleeps till noon)...to get the trash out of the bathroom, which I noted was quite ripe...and low and behold, she had left the poo soup in the commode from the night before...she must have taken a laxitive. I escaped with the trash, but thoroughly grossed out by her poor flushing habits.
Responder
Sarah: I (and I'm sure others) would love to hear more of your accident stories. So please, don't leave us hanging!
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Linda
Linda from Australia here again. Ive been really busy lately, moving to a new house and working so I haven't had time to visit here. I don't have any pooping experiences to speak of, however I'n getting the urge to take a dump - I can feel a decent sized load moving down towards my anus. I was reading through the recent posts and they were quite enjoyable.
Dave: It sounds like your wife puts on a great show for you with her pooping. Does she get constipated deliberately so she can put on a better show for you?? Or does she enjoy pushing out huge, painful loads?? Do you let her watch you taking a shit?? I love reading constipation stories. Please share more constipation stories with us about your wife or if you have any yourself.
Also what happened to Fat man (sp?) I loved reading his poop stories.desperate to poop
Hi Happy new year to everyone!
Had a nice after xmas dump on the train the other day. I was travelling back with my girlfriend on one of the new pendalino trains. Not a long journey about an hour. Shortly after boarding I noticed a female member of staff walk quickly past and into the next carriage where she went into the toilet. She had to go there because the toilet in our carriage, the disabled one, was engaged. She was quite a pretty lady in her forties. I was feeling a slight urge to poop so decided to go in after her. She was in there for about ten minutes so I knew she was pooping. The other toilet was still engaged when she came out so I had to use that one. My poop was also feeling ready to come out by now. I watched as the lady walked past rubbing her hands. her perfume smelt quite strong and it lingered as I got up to go. I was beaten to the toilet by a young girl about 18 though. She went in with her bag and was in for about five minutes. I couldn't hear abything though. She came out and I flashed her a smile, she smiled back and went to sit down. I went in and there was a strong smell of poop. There were two large skidmarks in the pan, most probably from the lady before I reckon. There was also some pooplets in the toilet. The smell of the ladys perfume was also still in the air. I dropped my jeans and pulled my knickers down and sat down on a nice warm seat. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm I let fly with some piss for a few mintues then slowly started to work out a large log. It came out easily but slowly and I was in no rush to hurry it out. I savoured the feeling as it came out and also the relief it was bringing to my stomach. It finally came out with a floomp and following that there was another couple of soft serve logs and I was finished. I took several sheets to wipe and then pulled up my knickers and jeans and washed my hands and left. No one was waiting and the other toilet was know also free. All in all I spent about fifteen mintues having an enjoyable shit.
Happy shitting all
Gruntly Bogwell
TAYLOR: Your call for legends to return, brought a response from BUZZY...and you both lauded the stories of CARMALITA...a true queen of poo stories. I, as GRUNTLY BOGWELL, have been praised by BUZZY and CARMALITA in the past for my reporting...in fact I made CARMALITA miss her bus once, while she was reading one of my detailed poo stories on her computer before leaving home. I think the problem of the TOILET for the past several months (yes, I drop in from time to time) is the lack of detailed poo stories, particularly of the voyeuristic bent...the latest crew seems to be into peeing or shitting their pants...not really the stuff of legends, in spite of the messy thongs. I think what happens, is that the LEGENDS, you mentioned just get it out of their system (no pun intended). Not that they lose interest in things bowel related...they just move on in their life situations and the need to write poo stories becomes blase. What makes for LEGEND writing is attention to detail, to create a sense of place and couple that with a hearty poo session...for example:
I went out to turn off the outside Christmas lights on a cool clear night recently and as I pulled the plug, the ensuing darkness, showed that the light to the downstairs bathroom where my 260 pound mother-in-law was staying had just come on. So, being the Peeping Tom that I am, I crept over and hoisted myself up on the outside air conditioner and peeked through the slats of the blinds in time to see her hoist her nightgown over her ample buttocks cheeks and plop down on the commode, shifting her bulk to position her bottom on the oval seat. She sat back and began to work a crossword puzzle, but every now and then would lean forward and grunt loud enough forme to hear it through the window...apparetnly she was not having any success with her movement after about five minutes. She tossed the crossword puzzle on the vanity with the pencil and leaned forward again, this time hoisting her nighty back up to her waist...and exposing her large bottom and butt crack. This maneuver caused her crack to spread as she put her hands on the edge of the bathtub for grunting leverage and brought her brown eye into view as she bore down to get rid of her load, from holiday eating. Her hole appeared a bit lumpy, with a bluish hemmeroid on one side…she began to make pooching movements in an effort to get things started and her hole began to stretch open and a dark brown lump appeared at the opening...she gave a mighty groan and the lump fell out, causing a geyser of toilet water to hit her square on the anus. She said a low "Damn" and reached for toilet paper to dab at her nether opening. Then she resumed her forward leaning with her hands on the bath tub for support. Her hole looked a bit puffy and I could see the next offering coming into view...she grunted again with an UNNNNHHHHGGGHHH and a cake like log began to emerge from her big bare butt. It stopped about three inches out and she bore down again and cussed under her breath...a few peanuts in the poo came into view as the offending turd moved slightly...more grunting and straining produced a longer hanger, that dissappeared below the toilet seat. Meanwhile I was beginning to shiver with the excitement outside the window. The 14 inch by 2 inch turd broke off and her hole sucked the rest back inside. She sat back red-faced, picked up the crossword, but soon tossed it back on the vanity and groaned forward again , the dam had broken and dark brown turd after turd began filing out of her ass...logs on parade. An UUUMMMMPPPHHH came from her and the logs became soft serve and gooey...before a large fart blew some wet poo to the back of the bowl...she sat back and gurgled vociferously. I heard my wife calling my name out the back door so I had to jump down from the air conditioner unit and head back inside, making up an excuse about seeing racoons on the compost pile. The next morning, I had to take out the trash and crept into my mother-in-law's room...(she sleeps till noon)...to get the trash out of the bathroom, which I noted was quite ripe...and low and behold, she had left the poo soup in the commode from the night before...she must have taken a laxitive. I escaped with the trash, but thoroughly grossed out by her poor flushing habits.
Adrian
dave. It sounds to me like your wife gets very constipated. I'd try encouraging her to take some syrup of figs or add prunes to her diet.
Ella. I found the rich food over Christmas very constipating and always have.
Suzanne. Did you and Rich have a good poo over Christmas? If like most of us you ate plenty, I suspect you probably did.
Hi to Punk Rock Girl, Eric from Chicago, John, china girl, Shelley and everyone else.
Happy New Year everyone! Let's hope it's a ploppy one!desperate to poop
Hi Happy new year to everyone!
Had a nice after xmas dump on the train the other day. I was travelling back with my girlfriend on one of the new pendalino trains. Not a long journey about an hour. Shortly after boarding I noticed a female member of staff walk quickly past and into the next carriage where she went into the toilet. She had to go there because the toilet in our carriage, the disabled one, was engaged. She was quite a pretty lady in her forties. I was feeling a slight urge to poop so decided to go in after her. She was in there for about ten minutes so I knew she was pooping. The other toilet was still engaged when she came out so I had to use that one. My poop was also feeling ready to come out by now. I watched as the lady walked past rubbing her hands. her perfume smelt quite strong and it lingered as I got up to go. I was beaten to the toilet by a young girl about 18 though. She went in with her bag and was in for about five minutes. I couldn't hear abything though. She came out and I flashed her a smile, she smiled back and went to sit down. I went in and there was a strong smell of poop. There were two large skidmarks in the pan, most probably from the lady before I reckon. There was also some pooplets in the toilet. The smell of the ladys perfume was also still in the air. I dropped my jeans and pulled my knickers down and sat down on a nice warm seat. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm I let fly with some piss for a few mintues then slowly started to work out a large log. It came out easily but slowly and I was in no rush to hurry it out. I savoured the feeling as it came out and also the relief it was bringing to my stomach. It finally came out with a floomp and following that there was another couple of soft serve logs and I was finished. I took several sheets to wipe and then pulled up my knickers and jeans and washed my hands and left. No one was waiting and the other toilet was know also free. All in all I spent about fifteen mintues having an enjoyable shit.
Happy shitting allI.P.Daily
When I got married,we lived in an appartment on the first floor.Upstairs lived these to hot hot babes and I mean they where hot.You could hear everything they did as I think the walls where made of paper.When they got up in the morning I could hear them getting reddy for work.They would start the morning naturally in the bathroom.I could hear them pee,fart and poop.What a turn on .I had only wished that I could be there with them.Then one day I happen to get home at the same time as one these babes and we started talking.We talked for a short time all the while looking like she had a problem.Well she did.She excused herself and ran up the stairs.I quickly went into my bathroom and I could hear her enter hers upstairs.I heared her sit on the bowl with a long sigh and then she peed hard.It was then quiet for a short time.There was a loud fart and I could hear her pushing and gronting.I then heard another fart,then a loud plop followed by another plop and another and another.She had to be holding it all day.
Taylor
Hey. Taylor here. I can't make many replies, cos I want to get straight down to business with talking about my business. My Christmas crap was quite decent for me, as it was a mixture of my complete pig-out fest on Christmas eve, and two Christmas dinners, one on Christmas day, the other on the twenty-sixth. Well, this was just a preview of what is going to come later. I sit my derriere down on the bog, and proceed to push, hard. That's what it takes to get my shit moving. In a few seconds, three rather soft logs just fly out of my buthole. They made a bit of a mess, I'll tell you that for free. Took about six wipes.
I'm expecting some large dumps in the days to come, due to the fact that I've been on a few pig out sessions since the twenty-eighth, sort of what you'd call 'after midnight feasts'.
Cheers, Taylor.
dave
I always wanted to watch my wife poop but she was too shy . finally she said she would do it. she would get so constipated that she would go a week before she would feel the urge. but when she finally had to go, a huge ball of shit would try to come out, but it would suck right back into her ass. It had to be painful. she would spread her as apart and try again and you could here a little piece break off. She wqould push and squirm to this loud crackle and an ouch came from her. A huge kurplunk would hit the toliet water. I have never seen a turd that big. about 2.5 in. around, and the texture of a pinecone. when wiping there was no poop on the toliet paper. she would feel so relieved untill the next rock come pounding on her anus in about 3 to 5 days.Shelly from Wisconsin
Hi Yall!
Well today was a very interesting experience to say the least. I was at a mall in Illinois with my friend Jamie today and we had been shopping, I was wearing a plad skirt with a white top and a jacket from AE, Jamie had on a similar outfit as well, and decided to stop for lunch. So we ate, I had a huge meal from taco bell and she had some McDonalds. Then after lunch since the lines to the bathroom were too long we decided to shop some more and come back. I knew it would be risky cuz I was already gearing up for an explosive poo....Taco Bell always does it for me. So we go to the ladies room about 15 min later we get to the bathroom only to find some ladies peeing and pooping with no doors on the stalls. There were 6 stalls,2 rows of 3, facing each other, all occupied, 4 were pooping and 2 were peeing. 2 of the pooping ones were just laying logs where as the others was explosive diareha as mine was going to be. Me and Jamie got stalls next to each other and before my butt hit the seet i let out a huge fart and the lady across said....ooh nice.Jamie was busy having her poo, none noisy from what i could tell. I sat down with my panties at my ankles and began with 2 wet farts and a wave of explosive chuncky poo, This continued for about 15 minutes i saw 2 ladies across from me come in and pee, one pooed a little. After i was done i wiped and left. I thought it was interesting cuz i had never been in a potty with no doors on the stalls....anyone else ever experience that?Linda
Linda from Australia here again. I thought I would share some pooping experiences that I had a work during the last week or so. As I've been very busy packing stuff up to move house, I haven't had much time to do poos at home. There was a time when I swore I would never take a dump at work but I've done it 4 or 5 times now and its no big deal. I work at a child care centre and the staff toilet is at one end of the laundry (we use the laundry to change children's nappies, do washing and there is also a first aid cabinet in there) There is almost always at least one person in the laundry, either putting washing in the washing machine, taking clean washing out to hang on the line etc. Or someone might be in there with 3 or 4 children, changing their nappies. I used to find it hard even doing a wee in that toilet, if I knew people were in the laundry but now I'm ok. Anyway, here is one time when I took a dump at work:
I was on the early shift so that meant I started work at 6.45am. I didn't have time to do a poo in the morning, which meant I would have to hold it in all day and do it when I got home. I started feeling the urge to go almost as soon as I got to work. I thought about going before the next person started at 7am but I didn't get time. I could feel a big load moving down slowly towards my anus but it wasn't too bad. It was almost sitting in my hole, although I was able to hold it for a bit longer. As my lunch hour approached, I knew I couldn't hold this turd in until I got home at the end of the day. As soon as I went on the my lunch break, I made my way to the toilet and locked the door. I sat on the toilet and did a wee, then I pushed a bit and a small turd came out. I heard a few people come into the laundry. Someone knocked on the toilet door, as they were waiting to go too. I thought about just wiping my butt then, even though I hadn't finished my turd yet. I said I wouldn't be long and I pushed again. A few minutes later, I heard a crackle and then some more poo slid out quite easily. I felt better but I wasn't finished so I pushed again and I squeezed out a bigger log that made a loud plop when it fell in the water. I did one last wee, then I wiped my butt 4 times before it was clean and pulled up my pants. That felt so much better, but I could still feel a small turd that was stuck in my anus. I was able to get that one out later at home.
/Lurker\
I won't be posting here much, unless I see something interesting. I just wanted to check if Becca/Rebecca (the one from pages 323-the 340's, and 923) was still out there. If you are, please post something (a story). I wouldn't be doing this had you not posted on page 923.
Thanks!Taylor
All I've got is a reply for Gruntly Bogwell, who's been here for a long bloody time:
Cheers, mate. Oh yeah, where the hell is Buzzy's reply. Oh, and your mother-in-laws 260 pounds! Bloody hell.
Cheers, Taylor.