Sister's morning poopThis morning, I heard my sister's door to the bathroom open and close, so I went over to listen. I was sure she'd just have to pee, like most mornings, but I listened anyway. She did begin with a long piss, but then when she didn't flush, I knew she was going to poop. I listened and didn't hear anything for a while, but then a big sploosh. A quick brrt fart and two shlunks. Plop-splop-ploop floomp and then she wiped. She then started the shower so I stopped listening.
To Dan: My sister is thin, but not super skinny, and kinda short. She's a redhead and she keeps her hair long.
To Sarah's Dad: Even though I don't know you or your daughter, I'm sorry for your loss. It hits me especially because I'm also just 15. Nobody should ever die that young, but sadly it does happen :(
that was a cute story, rbDo you have any other similar stories?
Michelle (Formally M.S)
Answers to Dan's survey and comments/questions to LeanneI was going to do this survey last week but I didn't have time so I'm sorry about that, but as they say better late than never.
1) Where are you comfortable using the bathroom? I am comfortable using most bathrooms. However I am most comfortable using my own bathroom as well as friends but I am also comfortable using public loos.
2) Do you wait to find a good bathroom, or typically use the first one you come across? I will usually just use the first one I find even if it is in a terrible condition.
3) How do you 'position' yourself & your pants etc when you sit? I just sit down and lower my knickers and jeans to my knees.
4) How often do you pee? Never really counted but I would saw between 6-8 times a day
5) What colour/shade is it? Depends if I have drunk enough water, if yes then it is quite clear but if I haven't then a pale yellow shade.
6) Do you pee a lot in one go? Only when I wake up as I am usually desperate for a pee and my bladder is near bursting point so a lot needs to come out. I have had a few accidents in the past were I have been unable to hold it while I run to the toilet.
6) How often do you fart? I haven't counted but I might try to do it one day, but at a guess I would say once an hour usually.
7) What type of farts do you do? Usually they are short loud ones that smell quiet bad, but I frequently experience wet ones which are my favourite and I just let them out in my knickers and worry about the stains later.
8) Are you shy about farting? No. If I feel the urge to fart I will let it out even if I am in public as we all fart. On a few occasions I have pood myself in public as I have followed though when farting.
9) Do you fart on the toilet? Yes all the time. When I'm having a poo I always fart and sometimes when I pee I will let a couple out.
10) Are your farts noisy? 9 times out of 10 they will be noisy but on the odd occasion I will experience an airy one that doesn't make any noise, but will smell quite bad.
11) Do they smell? Yes quite badly especially if I'm pooing or needing a poo.
12) How often do you poop? Usually once a day but I often hold it in as I like the feeling of needing a poo and then experiencing the relief of releasing a monster load of poo.
13) What foods etc make you poop? All foods of course lol. Greasy foods such as burgers and pizza make me poo more than I usually do as it makes my poo mushy and wet and I often can't get to a toilet in time and mess my knickers.
14) How long does it usually take you? On average it will take at least 5 minutes but I can take up to 10 even 25 minutes if I am constipated or have diarrhea.
15) What types of poop do you do? Usually I will produce a few solid logs but once or twice a month I will produce a load of mushy stuff that isn't as wet as diarrhea but can be hard to keep in until I get to a toilet.
16) Does a lot come out? Even though I usually go once a day I would say a lot comes out as I have blocked the toilet a few times.
17) What texture are your loads? My poos are mainly firm and easy to release but I sometimes experience soft, mushy and sometimes watery poos.
18) When you poop do you require effort? Not really as it just flows out with the slightest of pushes which can be a good thing as it reduces the risk of piles but it can be a bad thing as it often comes out in my knickers before I get to a toilet.
Other / Misc.
19) Do you usually need lots of toilet paper? Not really. Usually about three of four wipes will do.
20) Do you 'line the seat' with toilet paper? No, but if the seat is dirty I will hover. On one occasion I hovered over the toilet seat in a public toilet when I had diarrhea and pood all over the back of the toilet as it exploded out of my anus.
21) Ever had someone else in the bathroom with you, or vice versa? Yes, I do it all the time to friends and they do it to me. We like to chat while having a poo as we can tell each other how it's going and what it feels like to release a massive load.
22) Not counting when you were a kid, have you ever had an accident? Yes, too many to count but I love to have accidents as it shows that I'm human and sometimes we might not be able to hold it in long enough to find a toilet.
23) Do you make sounds when you go? Not when I have a pee, but I will occasionally moan after I let out a poo that I have been holding in for a while.
24) What was your best bathroom experience? Every trip to the bathroom is memorable even if it isn't in the toilet ;)
25) What was your worst? I don't have any as I love having a poo and a pee.
Hi, I enjoyed reading your survey answers and story at the bottom about having a poo while Lauren was in the bathroom. I often poo while a friend is in the bathroom and it was an experience like yours that started it off between us and we have been doing it ever since. In that story you mentioned that you and Lauren stood up to wipe, I do too and just like you I have ever since I was old enough to wipe myself; while I am off the toilet wiping it gives me the opportunity to look into the toilet and inspect my poo. I'm just wondering if you do that too or is it just me? You also mentioned that you had an accident a few years ago while you were out shopping. Have you posted about it, if so do you know what page number it is on as I would love to read it? I look forward to your future posts:)
Experiences in schoolI went to an all-girls Catholic school all the way from Kindergarten until I graduated from high school. In the early grades, we had scheduled "toilet times" when we could go, and the teachers would herd us off to the bathroom and we'd get in line and go. Later on, the teachers stopped accompanying us and supervising us in line, but we still could only go at certain times of the day. If your body wasn't accustomed to that schedule, you quickly adapted and learned to hold, because you weren't going to be excused, no matter what.
Starting in the seventh grade, we had access to the locker rooms to change from our school uniform to our gym uniform and back again after gym. This provided us two more times during the day to use the toilet, but probably not for a poop, unless you were quick about it.
Once I graduated, I never looked back at that school. The education was top-notch, but looking back I can clearly see how their "toilet times" was child abuse. I don't know if the school still stands by this horrible practice, but I assume so. In fact, for many years after I graduated, I found myself tethered to the "toilet times" from when I was in school. I developed the ability to pee whenever I had to go easily, but I could only poop during one of those times for a long time.
Monday, October 10, 2011
to RoseJust curious where both the child's potty and the cup big enough to fit under your Vig@n@ too so they caught all the pee as well or are you able to hold your pee when you poop? I know some girls will try to pee first and then poop but usually most females will end up pushing out some more pee when they are trying to poop by accident.
EmbarasitdownI was walking at the mall a few years ago. I think I was 17 years old at the time. I was wearing a D cup bra, I was wearing a short skirt with a thong on. And we went into a store tried on some cloths. I bought several pairs of cloths. I left the changing room then my friend Laykyn went in. She said, ewwww somebody left their thong here and it has skidmarks. My face turned red, I remembered at home I was out of toilet paper. I said, ewwwww that's nasty who ever was in there needs to wipe. I played it off and everybody wondered.
Patty Has to PeeA story from a few years ago...
I was waiting to use the bathroom (it was a single bathroom for both genders), at a store, when a woman (Patty, her name I found out later) came hurrying around the corner to my left. She had auburn hair and was wearing a tangerine-pink top and white pants, and even before she said anything, I could tell she urgently needed to go. Patty stopped, looked at me and the closed door and asked "Is someone in there?" "Another woman just went in," I told her. She started squirming in place and said "I have to go so bad I'm going to pee my pants." "I'm sure she'll be right out. And you go in before me so you don't pee your pants." "Thank you!" Patty replied, as she pressed her legs together tightly. "If I make it." "You'll make it" I assured her, though I could tell she was on the verge of peeing her pants now. "I'm not going to make it, I'm going to pee my pants" Patty said. "No you won't, just hold on" I told her. Just then, the other woman came out of the bathroom and Patty hustled in. From behind, it looked like she was hurrying to unbutton and unzip her pants as she was going in. She tried to shut the door with her elbow but barely budged it. Patty's only concern was to get to the toilet, so she didn't notice or care. And I know I shouldn't have watched but I did. She pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees with one swift motion and sat down forefully on the seat. Patty started peeing immediately, loud and forceful for at least a half minute or more as she just stared blankly. She finally realized the door was still open when she finished and saw me looking. I apologized and tried to make amends by shutting the door now. I apologized again and she said it was okay. She finished up and came out and I went in. When I came out, I was surprised to see Patty still there. "I really do want to thank you for letting me go ahead of you. I thought I was going to pee my pants there." she said. "Good thing you didn't because your pants would've been completely soaked" I told her. Patty chuckled. We wound up chatting through the rest of the store and we're still friends to this day.
Constipation at a Friend's HouseShane here. I decided to keep the (female) part after my name since it gives me more individuality. Anyways, it's been forever since I've posted (sorry!), but I've got what I think is a really great story for you today.
I was 8 days constipated and I was staying the night at my friend, Leah's house for the first time. Her parents were away, so we had the place to ourselves. It was actually really fun. She showed me around, then we went into her bedroom and watched Wizards of Waverly Place. (That's right. I'm 14 yrs old and a freshman in high school, and I still love Disney Channel.) After a while, my stomach started to get that really full, achy feeling. I excused myself to the bathroom and tried to poop. After 3 minutes with no results, I rejoined Leah and we kept watching TV. About 5 minutes later the pain came back, but a bit worse, so I excused myself to the bathroom once again. I was in there for about 6 minutes this time, still with no results and all that straining made the pain worse. When I came back, Leah asked if I was ok. "Yeah," I said. "My stomach just hurts a little, I'm sure it's nothing." We decided to go to the living room and play a board game. (We're not those crazy kind of teens, we're pretty chill.) The pains came back after about 10 minutes, so I put my hand on my stomach to ease it a little. Leah noticed after a while and said, "Dude, you sure you're ok?" "Uh huh," I said. "I'm just gonna use the bathroom one more time." I got to the bathroom and shut the door before Leah could say anything. I kinda felt like I might have results this time, so I tried pushing a little harder. I got too carried away and went, "Uhhh!" I came out about 7 minutes later, and my face was all red from straining and embarrassment. "C'mon, Shane," Leah said. "Something's obviously up, what is it? You can tell me." I decided to come clean and tell her about my 8-day constipation. Leah gave me a big hug and said if I'd let her come to the toilet with me, she knew exactly what to do. We both went in the bathroom and shut the door, even though no one was home. I sat on the toilet like normal and she sat across from me on the bathtub. She said, "Alright. First, let's see how you normally handle this. Just try to poop and pretend I'm not even here." I took a deep breath, bent all the way forward, got on my toes, and clenched my fists and went, "nnnrrgghhh!! NNN!!! OOHH!!" Leah told me to lay all the way back against the tank while she rubbed my very swollen ?????. It hurt sooo bad, but in kind of a good way. I started moaning in pain as she began to do it harder. After that failed, she had me lay on the floor on my stomach. She began massaging my butt cheeks. "Sorry, I hope this isn't to awkward for you," Leah said. "It's alright," I said. "Do whatever it takes." She stuck her finger up my hole and felt around. "Oh my, God!" She said. "I can feel this huge turd about 3 inches up there and it's rock solid!" "I know, it really hurts," I moaned. She told me to lay across the counter on my back with my but dangling over the sink. She rubbed my ????? again and told me to push hard. "UUUGGGHHHHH!!!! HMMMMHH!!! OOOHHHH!!!!!" About 3 inches were now poking out. It was the hardest turd I've ever passed, and it hurt like Hell just sitting there, dangling from my butt. "Oh, ow, ow, ow, ok, this really hurtss!" I said, practially in tears. "Hold on!" Leah said and left the room. She came back with a cup full of ice cubes. She took one and rubbed it around my butthole and on the part of my turd that was barely out of my butt. She said it would help soften the turd and ease the pain I was in. I squinted really hard again and it moved out another 4 inches. It hurt sooo bad!!!!! Leah had me get back on the pot but face the opposite way. She gave me a big bear hug while I pushed. "MMMMUUHHH!!! NNNNRRRGG!!!! UUHH!!!" It moved out 2 more iinches and was now out 9 inches total. It was at its thickest point now. I got on the floor and doubled over holding my stomach. "OH MY GOD, DO SOMETHING!!!!" I screamed at Leah, in tears. "I CAN'T TAKE IT, GET IT OUT!" I still can't believe she actually did this. Leah grabbed the turd with her bare hands and tried to pull it. It wouldn't budge. She tried opening my hole with one hand and pulling the turd with the other. She got it out about 4 inches, and it was getting a lot less thick and less painful. "Oh, God, are you ok?!" Leah said, panicking. I caught my breath and said, "I am now, thanks so much." I got back on the pot with 13 inches worth of crap hanging out of my butt and was able to push out the last 5 inches before it plopped into the toilet. We knew it'd never flush, so I took it outside and dumped it in the lake in her backyard. Now, Leah and I are really open about pooping, and have promised to go to each other whenever we're having pooping problems.
That's it, hope 'ya liked it. :)
Comments and ShoutoutsKeppy P: Hopefully I can help. Maybe add some chamber pots alongside with your toilet. Maybe use the chamber pot for it's intended use and not just for decorations. Keep extra containers in the bathrooms to go in. Add a bidet if you can.
Art Building Crap: Nice story about your trip at the museum. Hope that Jarmelle can find some needed relief with her constipation.
Rose: Great story about you using the child's potty and taking up my suggestion of pooing into a fast food cup. I hope you enjoyed using both the potty and the cup and hope you can find more interesting things to poop in. Thanks again Rose and I look forward to your post.
Mega Girl: Wow that must of been some dream you had.
Nicola: Great post about you and your friend needing to take a needed relief out in the woods.
Just a quick update on my end, at night if I have to get up to pee, instead of me staggering myself to the bathroom, I just pee into those plastic fast food cups or my glass jar I keep in my room for that purpose. Nothing exciting but now a routine for me. It's rather handy thing for me, kind of like using a chamber pot at night instead of going to the outhouse to pee in.
Have a nice weekend everyone.
Hey all, hope everything is well!
This weekend is the Canadian Thanksgiving, so I'll be flying up to BC to visit some friends to celebrate theirs. So much Turkey! Canadian Thanksgiving, American, then Christmas! On instances I don't visit Canada for theirs, I'll have like a turkey club or something to mark the occasion anyway. Any Canadian posters on here, looking forward to reading about your huge loads. I'll post about mine too...
Last night was out with a buddy of mine, Ryan. Ryan is a few years older than myself (27), about 6-6'1" and bulkier as he works construction. We went out for some drinks at a bar and to watch sports. Since I was drinking, I had to pee often. The bar had two single-toilet bathrooms either gender could use. Well, when I had to piss, both were full so I waited a bit. I was killing time and putting my mind off of it by texting on my phone, looking at images etc. About 4 minutes after waiting, a blonde of about 5'3", 20-30 years old (hard to tell based on looks nowadays) and an average to athletic figure emerged. I actually needed a restroom, this wasn't merely an interest in women's toilet habits, but hey, two birds one stone.
Upon entering, I could smell perfume & soap and nothing else. In the bowl tho, were a few skidmarks, dirty toilet paper and a gravel sized turd. I needed to pee tho, so I peed a good stream for about 10s seconds onto her left overs, stood and sunk it in for about 10 seconds, then flushed everything done, and washed up.
Mega Girl - wow, can you ever shit! Keep the posts coming. Too bad about the mess though.
Amanda - I would totally blame any accidents on not being accustomed to flying.
Kappy P - Haven't tried them out yet...
Tanya - enjoyed both your posts. Don't care how the bathroom smelled, I'm sure your b/f is glad you're that open with him. I would be!
Abbie - sounded like you filled the toilet! How big were they?? I hate that sometimes, when your bum hurts after a large stretch. And yes, some of the toilet paper in public bathroom is terrible! I'm tempted to keep a roll of my own in my backpack or something and use THAT whenever I can.
Kevin - whoa, you lucky fella! There's something about seeing an attractive female on the toilet, pants & undies down, grunting sighing & pushing out a load (or loud farts) that's surprising - even tho, by human nature (and this board lol) we know EVERYONE pees and poops, burps and farts etc.
I <3 Pooping - well, I <3 your posts! Your comment to Tanya is pretty spot on..
Tony - good post! What's your sister look like?
That's it for now!
Love this siteI have to say I absolutely love this site and all the friendly comments I recieve. Yesterday at the West Ed (West Edmonton mall) I had a really close call. While babysitting my 6 year old niece I was starting to get urges to take a dump. My niece wanted to stop and look at EVERYTHING. She looked at the whale statue, the sealion show, even the sloths! By the time It was time for her to get picked up I remembered that we were supposed to meet at the other side of the mall. By then I was getting desperate. We speed walked through the croud, got to the other side when I recieved a text saying that my nieces mom had to park since it took to long for me to get there! When we found her she wanted to ask me a dozen questions but I told her I would skype about it later. I sprinted back to the mall, into food court one found a bathrolm sat down and as soon as I took off my pants and panties turds flew from my butt straight into thoe bowl, several turds and 3 cups of diarrhea!3 cups!! Once again I have to say I love this site.
Ok, I've got a pretty embarrassing story for everyone. Today, I was out running some errands, just leaving the grocery store parking lot, when I started getting some cramps. I didn't think anything of it at first, since they weren't that bad, but I knew I'd need to shit in the next hour or so. I still had some running around to do, had to stop at both walmart and the post office, so went to walmart, got my stuff and got out, and the cramps had kinda gone away, at least until I got back in my car. I was defiantly more desperate, but I had some milk and stuff in my car that I didn't want to spoil, so I ignored the urge again. Made it to the post office, picked up a few packages, the entire time trying to hide the fact that I was completely desperate. I only live right down the street from the post office, in a dorm room on the second floor (the actual bedroom is only mine, I share the kitchen and bathroom with another girl) so i thought I'd make it. I park my car, and quickly walk (not run) upstairs to my room. Make it inside, and I get hit by this massive cramp, that makes me involuntarily push out some poo. I made it into my bathroom, and was working on undoing my pants, when I got hit by another cramp, and pushed my entire load into my panties. It was a large load, at least for me, and wasn't entirely solid, maybe about half soft serve and half mush. I was literally standing over the toilet when this happened. I couldn't believe it. I'd never had an accident before, at least not since I was little. I finally got my pants and panties down, emptied them out, and pushed out another load in the toilet, then started the long process of cleaning up. It took me almost an entire roll of tp to clean my butt and get the worst of the mess out of my panties. I'm still kinda in shock that I pooped myself at 22, especially inside of my own bathroom.
A true and horrifying story… (or two…)Hello, my name is Laura. I am 17 years old and am in grade 12. I have pooped my pants twice in my lifetime and both experiences were completely horrifying. I had a really bad day last Thursday and did a Google search for a website such as this one. I have been reading through the postings on this website. Samantha's recent post about her two accidents when she was nine and her recent one at Home Depot at age 29, has given me the courage to post something here. But before I get into my stories, let me share a few things first…
I have a younger sister. Her name is Lisa and she is three years younger than me. She is now in grade nine and we go to the same high school. Lisa pooped her pants once, two years ago, when she was in grade seven. The elementary school that we went to was close to our high school, so we always walked to school and back home together. One day at the beginning of the school year, I found her at her school and we walked home together. She had her jacket tied around her waist, which I did not find too odd since it was hot out that day. She was really quiet and walking slowly so I asked her if she was okay and she started crying. She said quietly that she was sick at lunch and had gone diarrhea in her pants. She had been sitting in her mess all afternoon. I felt so bad for her. Our mom met us at the door when we got home and Lisa started crying really hard. She told mom what happened and mom felt really bad for her. She helped Lisa get cleaned up and washed out her panties and jeans for her.
Lisa then got her first period a few days later. My periods are quite heavy. I use Always Maximum Protection Ultra Thins and I have to change it at least every two hours or so. Lisa's periods are extremely heavy. In fact, she uses the same pads that I do and she has to change hers almost every hour. She will go through most of a 32 pack of pads during one cycle. Poor kid. I feel really bad for her, especially when she bleeds though her clothes. Unfortunately for her, this has happened on a number of occasions. She keeps a few extra pair of panties and an extra pair of jeans in her back pack at all times.
The first time I messed my pants was when I was 15 years old, in grade 10. I don't know what happened really. I was sitting in class and I got this sharp cramp that went through me like a bolt of lightening. I hunched over in my chair when it happened and my bowels opened up at the same time. I couldn't get my butt cheeks shut in time and I pooped some really wet diarrhea into my panties. I put up my hand to be excused to the washroom and luckily my teacher said yes. I got up and rushed out of the classroom and towards the closest girls washroom. I didn't make it. About 10 feet from my classroom, I started pooping my pants with diarrhea uncontrollably. I could feel it fill up the back of my panties like a nasty water balloon. I went a second time and the mess went into the crotch of my panties, up my back and down my legs. I was a complete disaster. I turned around and went back to my classroom. I went up to my teacher to tell her that I was sick and needed to call my mom to pick me up. I waddled back to my chair, grabbed my bag and left the classroom. I couldn't look anyone in the eye, but everyone knew what happened.
I called my mom and told her that I was sick and needed to go home. Even though we live within walking distance to our school, I did not want to walk home in the state I was in. I started bawling my eyes out when my mom came to pick me up. She knew right away what happened. She had some old newspapers and put them on seat for me to sit on. Sitting was just horrible. I felt like I was engulfed in my own mess as it bubbled everywhere. Like my sister's accident earlier that school year, my mom helped me get cleaned up. She washed out my clothes for me, but my bikini panties were stained really badly.
This brings me to a really bad day I had on Thursday of last week…
My family has two dogs that Lisa and I alternate walking each morning while the other gets ready for school. It was my turn to walk our dogs. When we got up, I used the washroom first, but I only had to pee. While I was peeing, Lisa knocked on the door and said, "Laura, could you please hurry? I got my period and I bled everywhere." I finished peeing, wiped and washed my hands. I opened the door to see my kid sister standing in her yellow pyjamas. Her period had started during the night and she bled completely through them. Our dad was getting ready for work as well, so mom came up and met us in the hallway outside our bathroom. She looked at Lisa and said, "Oh sweetie! Let's get you sorted out." Lisa's bed sheets were soaked from her period, so mom got those off of her bed and started soaking everything while Lisa showered and I walked our dogs.
As I was walking the dogs, I started getting crampy. I thought it was from my period starting. Boy was I wrong! As I was walking, the cramps got really bad I felt like I was going to be sick. Like, diarrhea sick. I started pulling the dogs back to our house, but I didn't make it. I started pooping my panties and pyjamas. It was horrible. By the time I got home, I had gone like three times and the mess was just swishing around in my panties and down my legs. I had gone so much that I had even leaked through my pyjama bottoms. I went upstairs and Lisa was out of the shower and fixing up her hair. She saw me and gasped. I was in a quiet state of shock, but her gasp got me crying. She went to get mom. I could hear Lisa say, "Mom, Laura's had an accident." Mom said, "What do you mean?" Lisa said, "Uhh… she, uhh… pooped… in her pants." Mom came to our washroom and said, "Oh Laura! My, you girls are having quite the tough start to the day." I jumped into the shower completely dressed. I took off my top and carefully lowered my pyjama bottoms. They were caked in diarrhea. I then lowered my panties. They were filled from end to end and side to side. The shower felt great.
If only that were the end of this story…
I pleaded with my mom to let me stay home because I was sick. The problem was that I had a huge test before lunch and then a big presentation after lunch and my mom didn't want me to have to play catch up or anything like that, especially in my last year of high school.
Before we left, Lisa was packing her back pack with maxi pads and extra panties and jeans. I was getting my stuff together in my room and my mom came in with an Imodium and some water. I took the Imodium and my mom went to my dresser and grabbed a pair of my panties. She handed them to me and said, "Here, take these for just in case. I won't be able to pick you up this time if you go in your underwear like when you were 15." I could feel my face turning bright red as she said this. She said, "It's okay honey. I'm sure that you will be fine."
So, I went to school. Lisa and I walked and didn't say much to each other. I was starting to feel like I had to go again, so I said to Lisa, "We need to hurry." She said, "Are you okay?" I moaned and said, "Ohh god, I have to go so badly." Just as we were getting into the school my bowels rumbled and contracted and a rush of diarrhea shot out of me. I clamped my butt cheeks as tight as I could, but I could tell that I had pooped a little into the light blue bikini panties I was wearing. I rushed into the girl's washroom and luckily for me, it was empty. I got into a stall, ripped down my jeans and panties and exploded into the toilet. Some diarrhea had gotten into the seat of my panties. I contemplated changing into the extra panties my mom gave me, but I was running short on time. So I took a wad of toilet paper and cleaned them out as much as I could. After that episode I started feeling much better.
After our first period class, I saw Lisa as she was making her way to the girl's room, presumably to change her pad.
I went to my second period class where I had a huge test to write. During the test the cramps came back and it was really hard to concentrate on what I was doing. My bowels rumbled again and I knew that I needed to get to a toilet right away. A few seconds later a rush of diarrhea came out of me that I just couldn't stop. I hunched forward when it happened and lifted my bum ever so slightly off my seat and the diarrhea filled up the back of my panties in a matter of milliseconds. I carefully sat back down and the mess spread into my crotch. I put up my hand and as my teacher came over another wave was exiting my bowels and going into my panties. She got to my desk and I asked her if I could leave to use the washroom. She said, "Sorry. You will have to wait until the test is finished." I said, "Oh please, it's an emergency." She must have heard the panic in my voice because she said, "Okay, but hurry." I went to grab my bag and she said, "Oh! Sorry, you can't take that with you." My heart sank. I was still feeling sick and like I had to go again and I didn't want to make the mess in my panties any worse than it already was. I tried to walk out of the classroom as quickly and as composed as I could, but I was leaking diarrhea the entire time. I got to the closest girl's washroom, went into a stall, pulled down my jeans, which were slightly stained in the bum area. I carefully pulled down my panties and sat. I started crying at the mess I had made in my panties. I pulled out a huge amount of toilet paper to wipe out my panties and to clean myself up with. Pulling my messy panties and jeans up was a gross, clammy feeling. I washed my hands thoroughly and went back to class to finish my test.
As the test was ending, I needed to go again. I tried to hold on, but I just couldn't and I started pooping my pants again. After class, some of my classmates were starting to figure out what I had done and started making comments. It was so embarrassing. I rushed to the girl's room again, with my bag in hand so I could get myself cleaned up. The inside of my jeans were stained and it had started leaking through the bum area. I pulled everything off completely and used almost an entire roll of toilet paper cleaning myself up. I put my soiled panties in the plastic bag that I had for my lunch. I didn't want to throw them away in case any of the other girls saw. The clean, white bikini panties that my mom gave me felt so good.
After lunch, I had a big presentation to do. As I was finishing up, I needed to go yet again. I started leaking diarrhea into my white bikinis and when I was done my presentation, I asked my teacher if I could go to the washroom. Fortunately, he said yes. As I was walking down the hallway, I was doing everything I could not to poop my panties for the third time that day. I was taking deep breaths, clenching and unclenching my hands, trying with everything I had in me to keep the diarrhea from pouring into my panties. It was a battle that I lost. A few feet away from the girl's washroom, I lost control of my bowels and a huge amount of mushy, wet diarrhea poured into my panties. The back of my panties instantly bulged out and the mess spread everywhere. My stomach gurgled again and a second wave of diarrhea poured out of me. Then the school bell rang and students rushed into the hallway. I went back to my classroom and grabbed my bag.
After I got my bag, I found Lisa as she was heading to the girls room. She could tell that something was the matter with me and asked, "Hey, are you okay?" I shook my head and said quietly, "No. Can I borrow your extra pair of underwear?" She said, "Why, what happened to yours?" I shook my head again and said, "I'm, uhhh… I'm wearing them. And, uhh… I need to change them." She said, "Oh. I'm sorry." She rummaged through her bag, found them and discreetly handed them to me and said, "Here you go." I said, "Thanks" and went into a stall to get myself cleaned up again.
I was okay during my fourth period class. When it was over, I met up with Lisa and we walked home. On our way home I started feeling sick again. I said quietly, "Oh god, not again." Lisa said, "Laura, what is it?" I said, "I have to go again and I don't think I will make it home." Lisa said, "Well, you've ruined what, three pairs of your own panties? You might as well go in the ones I gave you." I'm not sure if she was being sarcastic, funny or sincere. It didn't matter because right after she said it, I started pooping really wet diarrhea into the pink full-cut panties she gave me to wear. By the time we got home, I must have gone in them about five times. I was a total mess. My jeans were a total mess. The panties Lisa gave me were a disaster.
Just as Lisa and I were walking up our driveway, our mom got home. She could tell that something was wrong the moment she saw me. We went inside and I opened up my bag. It totally reeked from two other pairs of panties that I had soiled earlier in the day, even though I had wrapped them up in the plastic bag I had for lunch. My mom helped me get cleaned up and helped me wash out my panties, jeans and the panties Lisa gave me.
I was feeling much better on Friday, but mom let me stay home that day. On the weekend, we went shopping and I bought some new panties and jeans. I also bought a new school bag because I couldn't get the smell of diarrhea out of my other one. Mom felt really bad for making me go to school that day.
Lisa's period continued to be really heavy and she had a few leaks. I am now on my period but at least the diarrhea has cleared up for now.
Anyway, I am sorry for the long post. It was so horrifying going through what I went through last week. Thank you for reading. It has been very therapeutic writing this.
Michelle (Formally M.S)
To NicolaHi, I'm glad you liked my post about Jessie J. It just goes to show that there are a lot of people who are open with their toilet habits and talk about having a poo even if they are famous. Hopefully she might post on this site sometime in the future about that incident in the caravan or other related stories worth telling about such as having an accident but just like the title of one of her songs "Nobody's Perfect".lol. I enjoyed reading your post entitled "Lift home buddy dump" as I have been in that situation myself a few times and I know how exciting it can be especially when your almost pooing your knickers, but I love it when that happens as I can experience the warm sticky sensation of poo between my bumcheeks as it fills my knickers. I look forward to your future posts.
Survey AnswersSorry guys, no stories to tell. I'll show you guys that I'm still alive with this survey.
1) Where are you comfortable using the bathroom? My home and the school I work at.
2) Do you wait to find a good bathroom, or typically use the first one you come across? Depends on the desperation. If I need to pee I'm not picky, but with #2 I need some quality.
3) How do you 'position' yourself & your pants etc when you sit? Pants and panties are usually a little past my knees. For long haul poops I go around the ankles, just to signal I'll be in there awhile.
4) How often do you pee? around 6 times a day.
5) What color / shade is it? Yellow.
6) Do you pee a lot in one go? Depends on how long I've been holding it. I usually build it up for awhile.
6) How often do you fart? I'll usually cut 3 or 4 while on the toilet for a poop (and I go about twice a day). Outside of that, depends on what I've eaten, and if I need to poop.
7) What type of farts do you do? Occasionally silent. Usually dry.
8) Are you shy about farting? With other people around, very much so.
9) Do you fart on the toilet? Yes.
10) Are your farts noisy? Somewhat.
11) Do they smell? Yes.
12) How often do you poop? 2 to 3 times a day.
13) What foods etc make you poop? Any sorts of fast food, as we've learned in other posts traditional English food, coffee, greasy breakfast food, and salad.
14) How long does it usually take you? anywhere from 1 to 5 minutes to 15 to 20 minutes. Usually the former.
15) What types of poop do you do? (chunks, logs, pebbles, semi-solid...) Logs, chunks, and pebbles.
16) Does a lot come out? Normally yes.
17) What texture are your loads? (soft, liquid, mushy, firm, rock solid..) Firm and greasy.
19) When you poop do you require effort? Usually some minor pushing.
Other / Misc.
20) Do you usually need lots of toilet paper? 2 to 5 wipes does the job.
21) Do you 'line the seat' with tp? In unfamiliar places, or if there's something on the seat.
22) Ever had someone else in the bathroom with you, or vice versa? (for toilet purposes) Yes, and I'll just leave it at that.
23) Not counting when you were a kid, have you ever had an accident? (from being sick, drinking / eating too much, nothing nearby...) I have peed and pooped myself once, both as a teenager.
24) Do you make sounds when you go? Sigh after a pee you've been holding for an hour, grunt / strain on a difficult poop, etc...? . Usually sighs and moans with relief. No audible grunts.
25) what was your best bathroom experience? I'll share that later.
26) What was your worst? I'll share that later.
Intro & SurveyHey guys, new poster here. I'll break the ice with some survey responses.
1. Do you sit or stand when you wipe your bottom? I sit.
2. When you have a bowel movement, do you use wet wipes or moisten your toilet paper or just use dry toilet paper alone? I rarely have access to wet wipes. Most times dry TP is preferable.
3. How many times do you typically wipe after a shit? 4 to 7.
4. Do you read, smoke, or talk on the phone while you shit? I try not to talk on the phone because I think it's weird. I smoke to relax a bit if I'm having trouble pooping. I'll read a magazine or the paper but never a book.
5. Do you often bathe just after a bowel movement? If it's a messy one, sure.
6. How often, usually, do you move your bowels? 2 or 3 times.
1. How many times a day do u go for a pee? Lost count. It's a lot though.
2. How long does it take you to pee? 10 to 30 second usually.
3. Is your pee stream loud or quiet when hitting the water in the toilet? Loud and splashy.
4. How long do u take to poo? Usually more than 5 minutes. Sometimes 10.
6. Whats ur poo like solid, mushy or liquid? Fat logs and pebbles.
7. Do u fart when u poo? Always.
8. Would u let someone of the same sex in the toilet with you? Yes.
9. Would u let someone of the opposite sex in the toilet with you? Yes.
I've done both of the last things before.
huge doubt...hi guys and girls ,am kind of 25 years old...and i have one massive doubt..so many girls shared the embarassing moment in pooping and peeing...i want to know how girls using toilet when they wearing tight gowns ? not a long one but tight and long to knees...will they lift up and sit or will they totally upzip and bring the whole gown down and sit in the toilet....if they totally down will they sit half nude in toilet? plz help me???
3. Below The Knees
4. 7 or Less
5. Yellow and Foamy
6. Yes / Most of the Time
6. Sometimes/ Once or More
7. Sometimes they Smell
12. Twice A Day
13. Mostly Spicy
14. Less Then 5 Minutes
15. Pebbles or Loose
22. Yes my nephew when i was in shower
23. Yes / Sometimes
24. Sometimes / Grunt
25. On A Train
26. NYC Airport / Campground
Monday, I went to a friend's house and pigged out on a lot of junk food. A lot of pizza, candy, popcorn, and soda. I went to bed with a bad ???? ache, regretting eating all that junk food. Somehow, I managed to fall asleep and when I woke up in the morning, my cramps in my belly had faded to a dull ache. I got ready for work, and had absolutely no urge to go. I went through work feeling extremely bloated with minor cramps, but still didn't need to go. After that, I got home and made myself sit on the toilet to try and feel better. Thirty minutes of pushing later, I got nothing out, and crawled into bed, feeling heavy and sick. I woke up once in the night, and attempted to go to the toilet again, but to no avail. I drank a glass of water and went back to bed.
Wednesday morning was much the same as the morning before, with me trying to go but being unable to. I decided to take a laxative. I bought the strongest one I could find and mixed it up and drank it before going to bed. I woke up at three in the morning with awful cramps, and staggered into the bathroom and dropped down onto the toilet. I caught my breath quickly before a gush of pure water started to pour out of my butt. I groaned. Five minutes later, the slow trickle of liquid stopped, and I shifted a little, only to have it start again. It was more solid this time, and a couple of chunks slipped out. Tired and sleepy, I wiped a few times, flushed, and went back to bed.
I woke up in the morning with the need to go again, and repeated the same episode from the night before. By the end of the day, I was feeling better.
Well today I almost blew it with Laura again! She is something else! She was over again today and so she was having a pee in my chair like she usually does. She was actually peeing a lot and enjoying it, and I was also enjoying the fact that her pee was absorbing its way into my chair cushion. But also as usual, she wasn't friendly, she was cold and businesslike. Well I decided to try something. I decided to try and let her do something that I don't like to let anyone else do. I figured maybe then I could create something that would be special just for her, and I figured maybe it would lead us back to being actual friends. Now before I go on I should let all you poop people know that this post will NOT have poop in it. So don't get excited that I'm going to mention poop. What I did was I TRIED to give Laura the opportunity to poop while she peed. She was sitting there in my chair having her pee, and she was also letting several farts as she peed, and so that gave me an idea. I said to her "hey Laura, just to let you know if you ever want to, you can also go ahead and poop there while you're peeing." She looked at me with a puzzled expression. "What? You mean here in the chair?" I said "yeah." Then she said "Megan you know I'm not into poop. And neither are you." I said "yeah I know. I just figured maybe that could be your something special you could do that would just be for you." Laura rolled her eyes. Then she said "Megan you are really something you know that? A real piece of work!" I said "what do you mean?" Then she said "come on Megan don't play dumb! You keep trying to undo what happened! You keep trying to make us friends again! Why can't you just give it a rest?" I said "well why shouldn't I try to get us to be friends again? I miss our friendship." Then she said "Megan you are so inconsiderate!" I said "what do you mean? How is that inconsiderate?" She said "come on Megan! Stop being such a little bitch! Stop trying to make our relationship something that its not! We have a good thing here. We both are getting what we want. You still want me to pee into your stuff right?" I said "yeah I do. I really do." She said "well I sure as hell WANT to pee in your stuff! So let's just enjoy what we have ok? Let's not try to make this something that it isn't! Ok?" I said "yeah ok whatever." And so she continued to have her pee until she was finished. Then after that she got up from the chair and she pulled up her pants and left. As she was leaving I said "you'll be back right?" She said "yeah I'll be back. I'll call you." I said "I'm glad." Then she left. Well I don't know what's up with her. But at least she didn't get mad enough to stop coming over.
Bye for now!
C M :)
This afternoon I went to watch a football game against our home team versus another State team with some friends. It was a really nice day so I enjoyed myself by having a few hot dogs, fries and a large soda from the local concession that they had set up. After the game finished I could feel the effect of the food I had consumed and thought it would be a good time to go to the bathroom before I headed over to my girlfriend's place. We were seated quite high so it took some time to get down. I saw a large lineup for the porta pottys so I decided to get in line now before it got longer. I noticed there were two lineups because the units were divided in two with an entrance on each side. I took the side that looked like it was moving faster but it eventually slowed down. I noticed it was mostly men on my side and as I observed I could tell they were all shitting because most were taking several minutes or more to come out. By now it had been almost ten minutes that I had been waiting and I was growing desperate.
Finally I was next up to go and it was a bit of wait before a guy in his 30s came out of a unit near the end. I headed over and entered in. The smell was pretty strong but the unit was pretty clean with lots of toilet paper. The toilet was right against the wall that divided the porta potty. The unit was clearly designed for capacity because the storage tank went nearly across the entire width of the unit. I dropped my jeans and underwear as I got ready to sit down. Just as I started to unroll toilet paper for the toilet seat I heard someone come into the neighboring unit. As I lifted the lid I could see a lot of turds in the bottom. I heard and felt someone sit down and shortly afterwards release a very large fart as they started to piss strongly. I realized that the tank was not divided between the two units so it was quite easy to hear everything going on. The thin plastic wall between didn't offer much insulation either. I heard a phone ring and a male's voice answer. "I'm just in the bathroom I'll be there in a few minutes" before he hung up. After I was done with layering the toilet I sat down and waited. The guy grunted a few times before I heard a turd drop into the tank loudly as he released more farts. As he started to wipe I couldn't hold it in any longer and began pushing out the turd. As I did I lost control of my bladder and started to piss a torrent out. I felt the turd slowly ease its way out before it slammed into the tank bottom causing a splashback. I reached over and started to unroll the toilet paper as he got up and left. At that moment I pushed another turd out that gave a lot more resistance. A couple of more pushes and it was out. As I started to wipe the next person came into the washroom and shitted what sounded like a case of bad diarrhea. I got up and left quickly knowing that others were waiting. I felt a lot better as I made my way over to my girlfriends' place.