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Hi. I've been lurking on this site for several months now and never had anything to really post. Anyways, finally yesterday, I did. I'm a fourteen year old girl, a bit on the heavy side, in band class. Which is how all the trouble started, actually. We were doing an early morning rehersal. But afterwards we were allowed to have drinks. By the time I got there all that was left was coffee, so I got a decent sized cup and ended up drinking the whole thing, figuring I'd have a chance to go some time before the need become that oppressing. By the end of first period, I knew that the coffee had done it';s job and made it's way down to my bladder, but it wasn't much of an urge yet. I didn't have anything else to drink, save some water from the fountain after basketball in PE. Then came lunch. They were out of what I normally drink, so I got a pink lemonade from the vending machine. I knew better, because this always makes me have to pee uncontrolably. But I wasn't thinking, and I was intending to go after lunch. Luck just wasn't on my side. Afterwards, I ended running into my crush, who I only get to talk to a few times a day, and it still wasn't that urgent. By the end of 6th period, I was having trouble sitting still. But my friends continually kept me busy with a project we were working on throughout the next class. By that point, I was pretty desperate. But it was eigth period, and I figured I could hold it pretty easily. Not the case. I was struggling throughout the next class, listening to the teacher's lecture and watching the minutes pass in total agony. Finally the bell rang. But as luck would have it, I was detained, her questioning me on some work I'd turned in that she couldn't find. I had to argue for about five more minutes before she found it, and by that time I wasn't going to have a chance to pick up my bassoon from band hall, go to the bathroom, and catch my bus. I got on the bus, took the usual seat next to my friend, who noticed I was a bit more jumpy than usual but far mroe quiet. I told her the story, and she gave me a sympathizing glance. But at least I was nearly home, right? I nodded. It wasn't until I got to my house that I bothered to check my pocket, only to realize I'd forgotten my key, and would now be locked out. My bladder (I can hold it for a long time, but It's extremely unfortable. And I had drinken much more than I was used to.) was positive bursting. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go outside, but I couldn't go anywhere. After a few more agonoizing minutes, I called my mom and told her I forgot my key. She told me that noone would be able to let me in for at least an hour. I said thanks and hung up, before resuming the current problem. I slipped into my backyard and began messing with the windows, only to find that they were locked. Now I was totally desperate. Holding myself, and squeezing my legs together the best I could. I knew about my only resource would be going outside. But maybe I could wait it out? It was only about ten minutes before I gave that up and began looking for a spot outside. granted, I was in my own backyard, but I still was exposed to the people who lived behind me. After glancing around, I remebered the area beside my house, and deicded to use it. I had my pants down before I relized the next problem. How could I keep them from getting soaked in pee? It took a little bit longer of dancing before I deicded to lean up against the fence, stick my legs farther out, and hold a good posistion to go out of with my arms. Within seconds, it was all gushing out of me, hissing like crazy. It took a solid minute before I was done. Finding nothing to wipe with, I simply shrugged it off, to relieved to care.

Hope it was an okay story. My first one.


Keith D
Although I used to be constipated all the time, in the last few years it has been a rarity. However, an experience last week brought back memories.

I'd been staying with friends for three days and as usual, when friends are around I get shy about going to the toilet. Also, we'd been going out a bit with a pretty hectic schedule so I hadn't been eating or drinking well and was getting a bit dehydrated. I could feel poop sitting on top of my sphincter but was not getting the urge to go and it didn't feel like a heavy mass. But I could feel it there all the time and it was a bit itchy.

Finally, while everyone was engrossed with something on TV, I found the chance to slip away to the bathroom unnoticed (it was a couple of doors down the hall from the TV room). I ran in and shut the door and found that it didn't have any lock. I knew there would be a lot of straining and I would be embarrassed if someone accidentally walked in and caught me pushing so I knew I had to be quick.

My bladder was aching (I was only managing to get a chance to pee once a day) but when i really need to go I find it hard to and it takes a long time. And I did not have time for it - I had to get that poop out! I dropped pants and briefs to ankles and sat on the plastic seat. One push and I knew it would be a tough one. I immediately went to my reliable plan "B". I semi-squat on the seat. I start out by spreading my butt-cheeks as wide as possible across the seat to help hold my hole open, then lift up my legs until my feet are up on the front of the seat, my knees up under my chin, my arms around my legs and my butt still on the seat. I find this by far the most effective way of pushing out a hard poop.

I started pushing but felt only gas. I gave gentle pushes to let it out quietly. My farts don't tend to rip when my hole is stretched open with my cheeks apart on the seat.

Gas cleared, I started pushing in earnest. I bare down hard, while holding my breath for up to twenty seconds. Then relax, exhale, another deep breath in and another push. I don't like to poop loudly around friends or family. So I sit hugging my legs, straining my guts out for at least five minutes. But it feels like I am pushing against a brick wall, that my gut is barely moving and can't get a grip on the turd. And the pressure makes my bladder ache but I can't release it cos in that position I'd pee in the air and over myself!

I'm in this cramped little room, pushing and straining and sweating intensely, with all my might. Finally I feel something slip past my sphincter and there's an insultingly tiny "plip" in the toilet. I can't see it but I know it's just a tiny marble. But it might clear the way for bigger things. After another five minutes I'm nearly totally exhausted and thinking of quitting when finally the tip of a log emerges from my sphincter. I can now get more of a push at it with the muscles in my lower bowel. I shove it out quickly and it drops into the bowl with barely a splash. I lower my feet back to the floor. I can see the poop in the water between my legs. About 8 inches long and half an inch wide, pale brown, knobbly and twisted. Obviously not the full backlog but it would do for the day. Only two wipes required - the log was dry and only left a little sticky bit on the paper.

Standing up I suddenly realised how hard I'd been straining and how weak I now was. I was sweating, my knees were shaking and my legs had cramped up from squatting. I struggled to wash my hands in the bathroom and pad my face dry with the towel. I staggered out to face my friends in the tv room again, glad that the dry poop didn't smell much and hoping that my face wasn't too red from effort.

Linda from Australia and Hermione, I know too well how you feel! But the satisfaction afterwards is gold!


Kristi
I have a embarrassing story about one time when I had a huge accident in my prom dress.

just before I left for the prom, I felt a slight urge to poo, but I just ignored it (bad idea). About half an hour after I arrives, I felt a very strong urge to poo and knowning i would not be able to hold it any longer, I rushed to the restroom. By the way, I was wearing a white dress that would be very easy to stain. Anyway, as my luck goes, all the stalls were taken, and it would be a while because everyone's dresses are so hard to get on and off. I sat on a bench next to the sinks to try and hold it in. Suddenly, while sitting, a terrible cramp hit me, I doubled over and diarrea just poured out of me. I stood up, and in the mirror I saw the lower back of my dress completely brown and black. Once again, a cramp hit me and more liquid poop gushed out. I was crying and ran out of the restroom and to my car. Everyone there could easily see and smell what I had done. I just sat down on the seat in poop and drove away without saying anything to anyone.

WHen I got home, my mom saw what I had done and instead of showing sympathy, she punished me for ruining the dress. I showered and went to bed still sobbing.

The next morning, I dressed in blue jeans. On the bus ride to school, I had another accident. This time, wihtout any waring pee just shot out into my tight jeans. I could not believe what I had done. At school, the nurse sent me home and my mom (who works at home) was pissed even more that last night. She sent me back to school at lunch time and told me that if I soiled myself one more time, I would regret it; as if I hadn't regretted the last two accidents. I finished school without any problems except being teased about the prom and wetting myself on the bus. After school, my mom made me come grocery shopping with her. Well, while at the store, guess what another wave of diarrea it me. This time i was also wearing jeans. It spread all over the back of my butt. I was so incredibly ashamed. I tried to sneak to the restroom without my mom seeing me, but just as i rounded a corner, she apppeared right in front of me. I was so shocked that I accidently peed myself. My mom's fury was unimaginable. SHe took me home and made me sit in those wet stinky jeans for three hours before allowing me to take a shower. I was so mad at her for that.

That was all yesterday. This morning, when I got up she handed me a pair of child's training pants and said I was to wear them until I started acting like a big girl again. I was extremely embarrassed and frustrated with her. I tried to argue, but like always she won. I gave in and wore them throughout school today. Luckily no one noticed. Right now, I am sitting in them and hoping that she will eventually let me wear my panties again and not these diapers.

That is all for now. I will post again later.


Mr. Clogs
Watching Girl:
I forgot to post this, how about getting a wide mouth vase like those flower vases and use it to poop in. Just a suggestion.


Johnathan
I think it is only real camping if there are no bathrooms at the camp site.

Does anyone agree?


~ric
Janey
I think this is an interesting point not least because I suspect that there is a difference between what is actually strictly legal (for which one can not therefore be prosecuted) and what is generally deemed acceptable behaviour. I suspect that, at least as it seems to be in Britain in 2007, this is also a grey area in the laws of many other countries too. (I'd like to hear your thoughts on this quite regardless of whether or not you agree.)

Allowing kids to wee in (appropriate) public places is generally well tolerated here in the UK even though it may not actually be legal. For adults that is not normally deemed acceptable and is certainly not legal. When out in the countryside however, and in the privacy of a secluded spot, it is extremely unlikely that even an adult would risk prosecution for taking a dump. If they were caught doing so (other than by a police officer, which is unlikely) it would require someone to go to the police with a complaint before the legal process could start.
If however there were allegations or reasonable suspicions of something much more serious, such as any inappropriate sexual motive, that would immediately trigger a criminal investigation. I think that we would all agree with that...

Claire
A great post and such an honest down-to-earth one too! I enjoy my shits, much like you do, and it only serves to remind me that someone recently questioned why some guys seem to think that girls don't need do such things. In my experience it seems an improbable concept and that, perhaps, we men are actually more shy in the presence of a girl than the other way about. Over time I've shared such intimate experiences with two girlfriends and while I made no particular effort to dissuade them it was, in both cases, she who ultimately suggested that we might share the full toilet experience together. To tell the honest truth I don't regret it at all but both almost always pushed out the larger dump!


bruce bruce- thats a funny story, your little brother do that before post other stories


Well i've got a pretty bad accident story. The other day I was in English 11th grade when I had to poop really bad. I just squeezed my buttcheeks togther and sat there. Then one of my friends said something really funny and I almost wet myself. I started to have to pee really bad also. Suddenly, about 5 minutes later, I just coud barely hold it. I was squirming and crossing my legs. I was wearing a short denim skirt and a thong by the way. Someone said something really funny again and let a little pee loose. There was a little puddle on my chair and a stain on the bottom back of my skirt. noone noticed luckly. Then my teacher told to get up infront of the class and read something from our book. i was also just about to ask to go to the bathroom. I figured I would go after I read this thing. Just then I kind of bent my leg the wrong way and couldn't hold it anymore. I dropped into a squat and held my hand against my already getting wet crotch. I stood up a little and completly soaked my legs and skirt and made a puddle on the floor. I was already crying and everyone was laughing including the teacher. I just ran ou to the bathroom and on the way I shit myself and had to pull my thong aside to let it fall out. My friend was in the bathroom and I asked her to take me home. I am so embarressed.


Poopin' Presley
Me and my girlfriend are in high school. I'm a senior and she's a junior. Although we are both 17, her parents had her start school a year later. Me and Presley (yes, she's named after the singer and one of his movies!) pretty much walk to our classes together, have lunch together, and I pick her up and drive her to school. So we spend a lot of time together. I have not crapped at school once this year and only once or twice during my first three years there, but she craps every day and at different times. It's strange and sometimes really sucks. Like one morning during our two mile drive to school, she had to go real bad and right away. Ten minutes later at school would have been to late, so we were going past a 24/7 Wal-Mart and I stopped for her. She was scared that she was going to make a mess in her pants but she didn't. Then she described to me how easily her shit came, and while she was dumping, how an elderly lady in the other stall was drinking coffee while she crapped and spilled it and a lot of it came into Presley's stall and got on her shoes. Presley could not have gotten up or moved her feet. There was no way to avoid it. One morning we had to arrive at school at 6:45 a.m. because she had to take a test early due to a field trip she was going to go on. The teacher was late and Presley had to dump really bad. She went down the hall in a hurry, but the girls bathroom was closed because plumbers were working on something. I quickly suggested going into the boys bathroom right across the hall and I held watch at the door while she crapped. I don't think she had to hesitate on the stool for more than two or three minutes, but the farting was loud and I could easily her pieces splashing onto the water. The problem was that she was in such a hurry that she forgot to check for toilet paper. So when she went to wipe, there was none. I had to get her some from another stall. She was very thankful and embarrassed (something that is unusual for her!) in asking me to help her, because we don't have doors on the stalls. She was just sitting her with her jeans and panties at floor level and frustrated and red-faced. A third occasion also comes to mind. Last year we were at the amusement park and on the ferris wheel just starting the ride when I heard her fart and she said "shit, this isn't going to be good". There was a line so the ride stopped every minute or so to put other people on or let them off. She was able to hold it until we got off, but then there was a big crowd for us to push our way through and she was worried that she wouldn't make it.We got to the ladies bathroom and all of the dozen or so stalls were taken and there was a line stretching outside. We got to thinking about hurrying to the other side of the park, but she didn't think she could make it. She has good eyes and thinks better than me. She noticed the park's office and administrative headquarters building was right across the driveway. It was Sunday afternoon and I didn't think it would be open, but she tried the door and it was. She quickly ran in, and with no one else around to stop or question her, Presley was able to shit her way out of a really awkward situation. We were talking about that just the other day when again she had an emergency. She rarely has to pee in public places, but the shitting is a different story. She sure is the opposite of the "women don't poop" rule


Single Woman great story could you post some more


Danice
Hello, everybody!! This time no pooping story from me, but one from my older sister Kelly. She's a 21 year skinny and tall brunette.

This morning I was taking a shower, when Kelly entered the bathroom.
We said good morning, and Kelly spoke with a slightly strained voice.

She lowered her panty's and sat down. Now when Kelly is on her period, she complains a lot about diarrhea. She was on a period now, but I never knew about her exact bathroom-habits until today..

When she relaxed her anus, she released a loud and juicy fart, and started pushing. After a minute or so, she released another very wet fart. She kept on pushing and farting for about 15 minutes, I think, before she wiped and stood up. We both watched into the bowl, and she had not produced anything substantial.. There was just some transperant brown water in the bowl, and a lot of spreaded lightbrown dots inside the bowl.

I asked her: Did thát took you so long?

She replied: Yes, and it always does when I'm on my period. And besides: Especially you shouldn't criticize me for taking much time pooping!!

I guess she had a point there, haha!! :)

@Lizzet: It sounds like you often have a hard time pooping! How much time does an average poop take you? And do you have to strain bad?

Already a merry christmas for everybody here!!! Bye! xxx Danice


Sarah Jo
Hi I'm Sara Jo I went to an all girls catholic school I have to tell you what happened to me in my 10th grade history class. I hated using the bathrooms in school so I always held my poop and pee until I got home. Well I needed to go really bad in the morning but I was running late and instead using the bathroom I had to run outside or I would miss my bus. My first class was history with Sister Catherine and fifteen minutes into her class I couldnt hold it and suddenly I pooped in my panties rather noisily, which the girl behind me heard. As soon as the smell hit her nose she threw her hand in the air and when the nun asked her what she wanted she said "Sister Catherine I think Sarah Jo went potty in her pants" The nun came down the aisle and stopped beside my desk glaring down at me she asked me if it was true. I guess she could tell by the redness of my cheeks that indeed I had done what the girl said. Before I could even answer her she grabbed my wrist and led me up to her desk and told me to appologize to my classmates for pooping myself. She scolded me saying "This is an example of laziness. Now class tell Sarah Jo what happens to naughty girls if they are lazy in Sister Catherines classroom" Every girl said in unison "THEY ARE PADDLED" She then bent me over her desk I was crying from the humiliation and thinking it couldnt be any worse, but I was wrong. Sister Catherine raised my skirt giving everyone a full view of my backside and exposed my panties that were stained brown and sagging from the enormous load inside. She went to her desk and took a paddle out of one of the desk drawers. The paddle was made from solid oak half an inch thick and it was 15" long, 5" wide and had holes drilled in it. When I saw it I felt such an overwhelming and intense fear come over me so suddenly that I instantly lost control of my bladder. I looked down in horror as pee soaked thru my panties and I was helpless to stop the flow as it ran down my thighs and soaked into my white knee-high socks giving them a slightly yellow tint while the excess began to puddle on the floor. It felt like an eternity passed as I stood there in front of Sister Catherine wetting myself. As if that wasnt humiliating enough the other 25 girls in class were seeing the most popular girl in school poop and pee her pants like some little baby. I started crying thinking about the teasing and tormenting I would certainly have to endure. You know how mean teenage girls can be and how much they love to gossip and spread rumors, so I was sure the entire school would know about my accident by the end of the day. Sister Catherine informed me that I would recieve 20 swats for pooping my panties, 20 swats for disrupting class, and 10 swats for wetting myself. I was sobbing uncontrollably after 50 swats from that wicked paddle and my poor bum was bright red and burning in pain. My face was streaked with tears but my punishment wasnt over until I got down on my hands and knees with paper towels and wiped up the puddle of pee I had made. Sister Catherine then sent me to the headmasters office to call my parents so they could bring me another clean uniform and panties. I had to call my mother at work and explained to her thru sobs that I had pooped and peed my pants and I needed a change of clothes. She was furious with me and I knew that I was probably going to get another spanking when I got home from school. I wasnt allowed to remove my soiled panties until my mom arrived and I smelled bad so the headmaster made me stand in the hallwith my nose against the wall. Although I just had the most humiliating experience of my life it quickly got worse when the bell rang. The hallway quickly filled with students. I stood there crying and praying no one would notice the large brown bulge in my panties but it was hopeless, the girls in my class wasted no time telling everyone what happened and within minutes there was a huge crowd of girls gathered around me. I heard them laughing and giggling and talking about how funny it was seeing me getting spanked and making comments to each other about how big the load was and how I started peeing myself before getting my spanking. Some younger girls were teasing me with names like "Sarah saggy-pants" and one red-headed girl in pigtails asked "Isnt poor little Sarah Jo potty trained... or should we put the naughty baby in diapers?" By the time my mother arrived every single person in the school knew what happened and the majority of them saw proof in the hallway. Anyways I'm 24 now and I dont really know why, perhaps the experience traumatized me but ever since then Ive been suffering from bowel incontinence and Ive been pooping my pants at least 3 times a week.


Megan
To Johnathan:
When ever I am camping or hicking in the woods I always wear a skirt so I can pee if there is no toilet, which there usally is't. It is only real camping if there are no facilities.


Constipation?
When I used to not poo for a long time, the urge to go would merely be the motivation not to have to go to a doctor and get it removed. That, and the fact that I simply like sitting on the toilet and having a nice, big poo. I would never really feel the urge. The only time I really felt the urge durring constipation was one time I hadn't gone to the toilet for, literally, over a month. And after that I sat and pushed and pushed but it would not come out. I eventually got it out after a lot of pushing and sweating... but that's unrelated. The fact is that something has happened to my insides, and now, I have not gone to the toilet for only two days, and I'm feeling desperate. But I'm not going to go, because, as I said, I like it when my poo is big. The relief feels better. What has happened to my insides?


my 28 year old wife wet the bed last night. i've been with her for 3 years and she's never wet the bed before to my knowledge but this morning when i woke up there was a distinct pee smell in the air and i was wondering what it was and when i sat up in the bed i felt a little wetness so i lifted up the blanket and sure enough my wife's panties were all soaking wet on her butt and there was a huge wet spot on the sheets under her. i woke her up and told her she wet the bed and she was really embarassed about it but she's gotten over it by now.


Mandy, it's another life's lesson on how to prepare better. I would suggest that you consider some type of protection for those times when you may have trouble getting to a bathroom in time, or are up late and have not gotten enough sleep for the next day. I don't know that you need a full diaper, unless you think that there's a possibility of diarrhea. Something like the Poise panties will at least protect your clothes and are disposable so you don't have to worry about ruining them. I hope you didn't have to deal with too much ribbing from the other kids. (I was tempted to say crap LOL)


Alexander
LIZZET:I'm a 20-year old hispanic who was born in South-Africa.I also feel uncomfortable when pooping at public toilets even though I'm a male because I feel that sometimes you are rushed by other people and the thing that annoys me the most are people who peek into your stall through the door.Are your bathrooms always very busy?


Spongebob Soiledpants
Hello!...I have been a toilet user for about 5 months now and I got a toilet story for you!

One day me and my buddies were eating some hot burritos with peppers,so I ate some peppers and the next day I felt like I had to shit my ass out! The pain was so bad that I couldn't really hold it,I crapped my pants about halfway to the bathroom and when I got there...it was HOLY HELL!,it was like world war 3 broke out or something! I was in the bathroom for at least 2 hours. I had soiled my self real bad that I had to wash the pants by hand!...how gross!!!


FCE
Finally on holiday vacations! Today, I went to eat pizza with some friends and my girlfriend. I also bought a new videogame.

When I woke up today, I went to the bathroom and had a very long pee, which took me about 2 minutes. I always have long pees when I wake up, maybe because I onlu go 2-3 times a day. I also tried to take a dump before showering, but I couldn't. I did not have to go anyway, I just wanted to see if I could so I didn't have to go while hanging out with my friends. I got the urge just before going out, at about 2 pm. It wasn't as big as usual, but I felt relieved.

When I came home, at about 6:00, I went to play the videogame I had bought. As I was playing online with some of my friends, I farted several times, but I didn't think anything of it. There was a 10 dollar bet on who would finish up to the sixth level before 8:00, so I was focusing on it. At about 7:30, I realized I had to take another dump, but I didn't want to stop playing, and I was in the fifth level, so I thought I could make it. Wrong!

As I tried to fart to relieve some of the pressure, I realized that it was a solid hard rock trying desperately to come out. I kept playing until I finished the fifth level and began the sixth, and ran to the bathroom. Unfortunately, my brother was there peeing, and I was squirming around outside the bathroom telling him to hurry up. He finished and I went in. I had already unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants, so I just pulled them down and plopped myself on the toilet. It immediately came out. Because it was rock hard, it hurt a little when it came out, but I didn't even have to push, just relax. I wiped once and saw it was clean, so I pulled up my pants and flushed the toilet. It took me about 2 minutes.

I want to see what my brother and I produce on the 25th. Even though he is 13, he produces some big logs when he eats much. He is short and of average complexion, and some of the girls in his class think he's cute, so you wouldn't think he could do monstruous logs after a big meal, especially after Christmas dinner. I also take huge dumps after Christmas dinner, so I am looking forward to see who wins this year. (Last year, I was the winner!).


Greg
Hi everyone. I'm back from a bit of a hiatus. I've had more stories but have lacked time to sit down and type them out. Anyhow, I was just reading Jarod's story about his coach getting upset because one of his teammates stopped the team bus when he urgently needed a bowel movement.

I just saw an absolutely *GREAT* episode of Varsity Inc. on ESPN2 which follows the lives of coaches and players of various successful high school football programs around the country. In this particular episode (I hope Jarod and some of the other football players here saw it), the featured team was in the middle of a game when a drive stalled and the coach called for a field goal.

..... The only problem was that the player who had the kicking duties was nowhere to be found.... It was soon established that the young man had slipped away to go to the bathroom. I don't exactly know how this was ascertained (maybe they sent someone looking for him) but the ANNOUNCER was soon telling EVERYONE that the boy was in the bathroom and the TELEVISION CAMERA (Yikes!!) zoomed in on the building at the stadium that housed the toilets.

The next scene cut to an absolutely Pi$$ed-off coach screaming and yelling "He's in the bathroom taking a DAMN POOP!" (This coach was quite ornery and I have a feeling that he used a stronger word for "poop" which probably got censored out!) I don't know if they actually established which function that the young man had to perform and there's certainly no footage of the lad bumming on the toilet.

During the players absence, the football team was forced to try for a first down and failed so the team came away with no points on the drive. Moments later, the camera zoomed in on the rather embarassed-looking young man emerging from the bathroom running back to the sidelines still adjusting his pants and fastening his belt. Meanwhile, the *ANNOUNCERS* were making comment on this. "Boy is he ever going to hear it from the coach!"

The next scene then cuts to the absolutely LIVID coach yelling "GET OVER HERE!!" to the prodigal pooper. He then gets right in the face of the young man and totally berates him.... "YOU DON'T EVER GO TO THE BATHROOM DURING THE GAME!! YOU GO BEFORE AND AFTER AND AT HALFTIME AND THAT'S IT!! YOU DO THAT AGAIN AND YOU WON'T BE A PART OF THIS FOOTBALL TEAM!!" ALL the while, the young man (I'm guessing he was 16 or 17 years old), is wearing that totally sheepish embarassed look of a puppy being scolded for... well, for taking a crap on the carpet.

I don't know for sure if the pressure on the young man to shit just became unbearable or if he thought he could sneak away without being missed. But since he didn't seem cavalier at all in his attitude, I'm guessing the boy must have gotten pretty badly loaded with turds and just wasn't able to hold his shit inside him.

Anyhow, later on in the game, the team scored another touchdown and the game comentators made a lot of hay out of the fact that the coach brought in a different kicker and returned their focus to the lad who had taken the shit. The player still looked pretty embarassed as the announcers joked "I guess he went from the OUThouse to the DOGhouse!" Which was followed up by the other announcer chiming in by saying "I guess the old saying is true, When you gotta go, you GOTTA GO!"

Truly an AWESOME sequence and I hope more of you have stories like that!!

Be Safe,

Greg


Erica
I thought I'd do something daring today, I wanted to poo my pants in the middle of the school day and see if I could go without getting caught. We have a five bell school day with three lunches. My lunch is right after third bell, so I decided that that would be my time.
At lunch, I was feeling fairly desperate and I knew it was time. Without any thought, I lifted my butt off the seat and began filling my panties. After A minute or so, my deed was done and I sat back down gently. I was lucky that there was no gym because the rec league was using ours, so I just had a study hall 5th period. Otherwise I would have had to change Into gym clothes and risk being seen by My friends. Going through fourth period was somewhat eventful. I had worn a miniskirt because I didn't want an evident bulge in the seat of my panties for everyone to see. I have Geometry Fourth period, and sitting through a class of 28 people crammed together was nerve-racking. It feels awful strange to Have a load in your panties for over an hour without anyone finding out. I just had to be careful not to expose anything under my miniskirt or I would be done for. As I got up from fourth bell, I felt a mini-urge. I get these Occasionally when I don't Completely empty myself. I think it's my bodies way of saying "hey, you forgot some". So I thought Oh why not and I pushed and A four inch log added to the mess in my panties. In study hall, The tables are spread out at least five feet from each other, and you're not allowed to to sit at the same table as someone else. So 5th bell was uneventful. And so was the car ride home. I got home and cleaned up immediately, It took a good half hour to get it all clean. I just ditched the panties. It feels strange to soil yourself and then go for a full two hours with it in your pants in public. I feel pretty lucky that I wan't cought (I Hope).

For some reason, my dumps don't smell unless I'm sick. Does that mean that something's wrong, or Is it my diet? I'm just asking because usually when I walk into A bathroom after somebody else, It is very eveident that they have pooed.


Thursday, December 20, 2007


Peter
Peter from Oz reporting in again.I am a bit surprised by the number of
stories from the ladies who,when confronted with a load that is hard to
get moving,say that they spread their legs as wide as possible in
order to achieve a result.
Personally I have always found that the opposite works best and
keeping my legs together and leaning forward assists maximum spreading
of the cheeks and opening of the anal valve and consequently,easier
elimination of my load.


Uncle Harry
Caught Peeing

In college, I occasionally dated a girl who was attending a women's college in the same city where I was attending a men's college. One Saturday, I picked her up at her dorm and we went out to dinner and a show. The show was long and we got back to her dorm late. The doors had already been locked and the lights in the parking lot turned off. Neither of us had used the toilets the whole evening and I really needed to pee. I walked her to the dorm and, as she got out her key, asked her if I could come in and use a toilet. She said no. It was past visiting hours and the dorm mother would no doubt see me, and she would be in big trouble. Her college had quite strict dorm rules, whereas mine had none. So we kissed good night and she trotted in, as she needed to pee too.

Well, I had to do something. I knew I couldn't make it back to my dorm and I wasn't sure what was open at this time of the night that had public toilets. There was a full moon that night, so even with no lights, things were fairly visible. I looked around and saw a clump of bushes and apparently no people around, so I went over, unzipped and pulled out the dong, and started peeing like crazy.

Suddenly, from my left, a female voice calls out, "Hey. That guy is peeing". I looked over and there was a couple sitting on the grass, "making out" as we said in those days. The guy said, "I gotta' take a leak too", and stood up, went to the bush, pulled it out, and starting pissing. Now the girl stood up and said, "Oh, well. I might as well join in". She walked over to the bush, turned backside to it, facing slightly my way, pulled down her slacks and panties, and squatted all the way down to the ground. She pulled the slacks and panties upward and outward to get them out of the way and let go a gusher, arcing a bit forward, and pouring out of her slit. "Gee", she said, "I don't usually piss in front of one guy, and here I got two guys looking", as she was alternately glancing between her guy and me. I finished first, tucked everything back in and zipped up. "So long, enjoy the evening", I said as I waved to them and walked away. "Bye, now", the girl said, as they both waved at me.


Adam
Wow this site is something, now I've seen everything. Anyway in one of the posts somebody asked about a laundry room toilet story. I had one growing up in my house. My whole basement was one big open room with a living room set up on one side, and a washer and dryer on the other side. The weird part was that we had a toilet next to the dryer. It was there when we got the house. No body ever used it, it was simply inconvenient. There wasn't any type of privacy or toilet paper by it, or a sink to wash your hands in. It was basically just a toilet out in the open. Anyway on to the bathroom part; I was 12 at the time, and my sister Julia was 11. It was the night of one of her big sleep over parties, so she had about 15 girls over. One of them was named Lila. She was only a year younger then me, and man did I have a major crush on her. She was young and average size for her age, but she was already getting her womanly curves in. She played field hockey so she was always in shape, she had long straight brown hair, with deep brown eyes to match.

The sun had just gone down so me and my friend Mike had come inside to watch the basement TV. The rules were that my sister and her friends, and me and my friends, had to do a weeks worth of laundry before we went to bed. Me and mike decided to do our half early but Julia decided to do her end early as well. So there were about 20 of us all in this little area around the washing machines, when Lila pulled down her pants and sat down on the toilet. She had her panties and pants around her ankles which exposed the wet dark brown skid marks in her panties.

We were all kinda surprised so we stoped what we were doing and looked at her. She gave us a funny look and said something like "what I had to go", which was followed by a huge plop. "Ewwwwwe shes pooping" said one of the girls. "Look she pooped her panties" said another one. "I didn't poop them" said Lila, "I just pooped earlyer today, and it left a stain." She then let out 2 more big plops in rabid succession (I've always wanted to say that), and pulled her pants back up. We all circled around the toilet, to find 3 huge thick brown turds "ewwwwwe she didn't wipe" said one of the girls. We tried to flush it, but the toilet hadn't been used in so long, that nothing happened.

Needless to say we had to do the laundry with the smell of her poop. It was all pretty gross, but despite Lila's lousy hygiene skills, and pronounced straight up grossness, I still had a crush on her. In fact that very same night, I kissed her while we were watching a movie in the same basement she pooped in.


Single Woman
Hi everyone, how are you guys. I had a huge dump this mourning. Last night my three friends and I went out to eat Tahi food. I had this Pad Tahi dish with noodles, shrimp and vegitables. It was very good but very spicy. Afterward I said goodbye to my friends, went home, showered and then I went to sleep. Then at about two I woke up with a terrible cramp. So I went to the bathroom. The minitue I sat. KASPLOOSH! Everything came out. I squeezed angain and some liquid poopy, smelly mush came. out. My bathroom smelled like a garbage dump and my but felt like I pooped out lava. That spicy food really gave me an ass burn. After I finished, I whiped six times then took some peptobismol and went back to sleep.


Michael
Julie , Cammie E., Laura the Teacher, Fat Lady and Carmelitta;

Thank-you for posting your stories.

I enjoy them thoroughly. I can hear the sounds, and enjoy the
fact that you enjoy the sounds and feelings of an erotic dump.

Thankyou for sharing a womans point of view.

I never get to share a womans toilet stall, or crowded bathroom.
I enjoy everything you share.

Mike


BILL M.
When i wa younger and had to go poop i wwould takt the tiolet paper and arap it around my hands a few times and then place it acros the tolilt seat so it will catch my poop which was always nice and hard
then i would wrap it up in the paper and drop it in the toliet.


mandy
hi i'm mandy, i'm 18. i'll just come right out and say it to preface my story, i have somewhat of a weak sphincter. i always have. i guess i'm even somewhat incontinent. it's been pretty embarassing my whole life, basically if i have to poop i really have to struggle to hold it in and i need a toilet immediatley or i'll go in my pants. when i was a little girl i had pants pooping incidents all the time and i wore pullups until i was 7 because of it. over time i started to get a lot better at controlling it and carefully planning bathroom trips, so by the time i was 10, pants accidents became few and far between. really the only issue for the past several years has been occasionally panty pooping while i'm asleep. i've probably pooped my panties in bed at least once or twice a month for the past several years. so needless to say i never really went to or hosted any sleepovers as a kid. so onto my story. up until last week, i hadn't had a public accident since i was in 5th grade, when i pooped my panties at the bus stop before school, and had to go home. only like 4 kids saw. but last week, i had a horrible accident. i'm a senior in high school, approaching graduation, and besides that slip up at the bus stop in 5th grade (which wasnt actually at school) and times in my younger grades while wearing a pullup, i had never pooped my pants at school. last wednesday night i was up REALLY late talking to my friend julie and trying to finish a paper. so the next day i was REALLY tired at school. i was in english class third period, and the long night caught up to me and fell asleep at my desk. suddenly someone was shaking me awake, and it was my teacher. i heard her saying "mandy? are you alright?" and i looked up and the room was just quiet and everyone looked either shocked or amused. i knew why. i could feel it. my face turned completely red. i could feel the warm squishy mess in the back of my pants, and i could smell it too. a feeling of complete horror came over me, and got up and rushed out of the room. i could feel the poop smooshing against my butt and my thighs as i rushed out of the room. senior year and i pooped my pants while asleep at my desk in english class. soooo humiliating! i had tight panties on that were white cotton of green and pink horizontal stripes on them and i was wearing tight light blue jeans, so the mess was well contained. i got into the girls bathroom and thank god i was alone and i could feel my eyes welling up. i wiped them so i could see the damage. i turned my butt toward the mirror and i could see that there was definitely a bulge, and even some brown staining through. i couldn't believe it. i was so mortified. it smelled really bad obviously, and i was wondering how everyone knew it was me. that's when i got even more terrified thinking that it was probably noisy coming out and people could hear me farting while i pooped my pants. i just went and sat in a stall and cried for a little, and i sent a text message to my mom telling her what happened and asked her to come get me. i didn't want to walk through the school at all or go to the office so i just told her to go to the student parking lot and i'd sneak out, so i did. when i got home i went up stairs to change my underwear. i could see in my mirror when i took my jeans off that a little bit of poop had squeezed out of the elastic band around the leg hole of my panties and got on the inside of my jeans, so thats why it stained through. also since my panties were white the mess in them was obvious, not only from the big bulge but the entire seat of my panties was brown from the poop getting smooshed. it took a long time to clean up. it wasn't a wet or liquidy poop, it was solid and still mushy, and it was kind of a lighter brown.

anyway, that was the worst moment of my life probably, but i guess it was inevitable. i had a good run though, i've had panty pooping problems my whole life and i made it 4 months into the 12th grade before pooping in them at school. oh well, i'll get over it. thanks for reading my story.


Brittany
hi guys I'm brittany kinda new around here been a luker for awhile but now it's time for me to spread my wings and take a wack at this. I'm 5ft5 Blonde with blue eyes. I have a nice build to my body use to be a cheerleader but I gave that up well anyways enough about me heres my story. this happened last week when me and my boyfriend went out to eat at a little mexican restraunt. It was about 12:30 in the afternoon and I had some things me and my friends were still going to do after me and Dan got done eatting. Well we ate and then talked for awhile then headed back to his house when we got there my stomache was all crampy all ready but I didn't want to go at his house. I stayed for about an hour then left went back to my house the entire time my stomache is flopping around and doing back flips. well I got home and sit on the toilet for a little while but nothing so my friend Lauren showed up and we were going to meet sarah at the mall. So me and lauren went and got in her car right when I sat down in her car I let loose a thunderous fart from down under and she just laughed at me as I held my stomach in fear of what was to come. on the way to the mall I had four more of these monsters escape and lauren began to ask if i was ok and i would just simply answere yes. When we got to the mall and went in my stomache went to rolling agian as I walked i would let out some SBDs that was getting kinda scary to let out by there smell. Well we finally met up with sarah and we went into a Shoes store and i found this Nice pair of shoes for my boyfriend so i bent down to pick them up. they were on the bottom shelf, but when i did another of these killer farts escaped and i strightend up like a pole. I tightend my butt cheeks as tight as they would get when lauren came by and asked are you ok i just nodded yes but she knew i wasnt ok. The Jeans I was wearing were somewhat tight so my farts were ringing off the seat of my jeans making it twice as loud I looked around to see if anyone heard this beast and when the coast was clear i ran out of that store into the mass of people waiting for lauren and sarah to exit. waiting for them i found a bench and thats were my gut was telling me it's time to get rid of somthing. my stomache was cramping up so bad i nearly cried out a few times after 5 mins of this sarah and lauren came out and said they were going to some other store i forgot which one it was now but i decided to go as well but when i stood up another one of these farts came out this time along with a shot of Diarrhea which landed firmly in my panties. i stood there for a second wondering if what happened just happened. then i relized it did i shot for a bathroom like a rabbit the entire time of running i was filling my panties of just mush when i got to the bathroom and got in i was so lucky there was no line. so i bursted into a stall and sat down and exploded for 15mins stright my stomache was churning and rumbling so much. My panties were destoryed my jeans were clean able so i did the best i could then i heard lauren walk into the bathroom and thats when i told her i needed to go home which i did and for the rest of that day i was planted on a toilet with the runs. Horrid story but thanks guys.


MrSteve
Sometimes I sit down to pee, and when I do that I ALWAYS fart, so I was wondering if girls fart when they sit down to pee.

I'm talking about EVERYTIME I sit to pee I fart.
(I'm not talking about sit to poo and pee, I'm talking about when I only sit down to pee and it happens that I always fart).

THANKS A LOT!

MrSteve


Pooperlady
One time I was walking in the woods and I really had to poo. I didn't have time to find a bathroom. So I decided to go in the forest. I found a secluded spot a little bit off the path. I squatted, pulled my pants to the middle of my legs, took a piss, and crapped. I coered it with some leaves.


Pooping Girl
Thanks for all the responses. I guess the ideas do stem from generations past. I heard that during the 1930's, women were encouraged to eat at home, so they wouldn't be seen eating in public. Based on that logic, I'd imagine they also made sure to take a crap and piss before leaving.

Although, one thing does strike me as peculiar. For a society that has the ideals that girls simply do not poop, or if they do, it's "pretty pink puffballs", you sure see a lot of women in toilet product ads. Be it laxatives or stool softeners, nine times out of ten, there's a woman modeling it.

Speaking of TV, I think the most hilarious reference to pooping I've seen was on yesterday. I don't even know the name of the show, but it had a woman eating cookies with some kids. They realize that the cookies contain beads, and the lady says "Well, I guess I'll be making a necklace later." I just about fell over laughing at that.


A.W.
Paige G. I really loved reading your story. If you have another one, feel free to write it :)


Anny
I drank 2 large glasses of prune juice last night and as a result am still having cramping stomach and diarrhea. Not only that, I think I'm getting a catch of the flu so I really am not feeling well.

Last night I had to fart so I did, but the problem was...it wasn't just a fart!! Thank god I was wearing underwear, considering I'm on my period. I had to go really bad and didn't want to hold it anymore because it really hurt, so I let go and filled my pants.

In a pretty quick rush, mushy/liquidy crap splattered into my panties and I pushed the rest of it out. Pghghghgksksksllpffff. It filled them pretty bad.

I went straight to the bathroom and carefully took off my black pajama pants and my blue underwear. The undies were totalled. I had been wearing a pad, but there was a large half-moon shaped brown stain on the back of the underwear, so I carefully folded them up and tossed them in the garbage. Then I climbed in the bath and cleaned myself off, and put my pants in the laundry and cleaned the floor.

I changed into clean underwear and pants and since then I've been back and forth to the bathroom with really bad cramps and diarrhea.

Not happy and not feeling well at all :( More diarrhea is coming. The cramps kept me up all night.

Was it this bad for anyone else who drank prune juice??

~Anny~




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