Hard poop at the poolI was at the pool with my friend, Sarah, when I suddenly felt the urge to poop. I hadn't pooped in about 4 days and I was a little constipated. I told my friend that I had to go number two. I knew it was going to be a hard one. she said ok and she came with me. The bathrooms at the town pool don't have any doors and there are 6 of them with a bench on the wall next to them. Sarah sat down on the bench and I took the second to last stall so Sarah wouldn't be able to see me. I took off the bathing suit bottoms completely and I sat down with my legs spread apart all the way because that is the only way I can shit. I stroked my vagina a little to get it going then I pushed, trying not to grunt too loudly. I pushed and grunted again, very loudly. I felt my anus open and I grunted loudly again. The head to the turd was rock hard and it slowly came out with a lot of pushed and grunting. Then, Sarah walked over and said,"Are you ok?" When she saw me with two inches of my hard knobbly poo hanging out of my anus and my vagina fully exposed she blushed and apologized. "It's ok," I said in a strained voice, "It's hard to push out, though." I pushed again and grunted loudly. "It moved a little bit," Sarah said, watching me. Then, just as i was grunting again, a 13 year old girl walked past and saw everything and she took the stall next to mine. I pushed and grunted loudly and i felt the hard poop slowly pass and plop loudly into the toilet. "There's more," I said. Sarah walked over and spread my butt cheeks apart and stroked my vagina while i grunted and pushed. I passed another big, hard knobbly poop. I was done. I wiped and put my bathing suit bottom back on. Then me and sarah went back to the pool. I have a lot my buddy dump stories with sarah but i will post those later.
3rd StoryTo Robert: You story said watched but you had your eyes closed, and I think that was equally embarrassing seeing as you were having a bath you know.
To Brandon T: Thanks.
To Ryan: Thanks and that was a funny comment.
So I was staying over at a friends house with two other friends. We hanged out in the large basement for most of the time. The only toilet down there was in the laundry room which is in open space no walls. None of us had a poop on it until that night when my friend Emily excused herself to go have a poop. We kept doing our thing in the main area while Emily went to the toilet and pulled her yoga pants down just enough to poo. She sat there for 10 minutes. My friend Kara asked if she was alright and Emily replied that she was a bit constipated. Another 10 minutes and she flushes. The next morning I woke up and could feel the need to have a poo. I see everyone is still sleeping. I pull my black panties down to my knees and sit on the toilet. About 2 minutes later I was sitting there because it takes me about 5 minutes to start. I see Kara has waken up and comes over to the laundry room. She was wearing pink panties and a green shirt. She was holding her belly and looked uncomfortable. She asks if I'll be done soon and I say I have not started. She says she is about to have some terrible diarrhea. I get up and pull my panties back up and say she can use the toilet first. I walk to the main area while she quickly sits on the toilet. I could here alot of wet poop coming out and farting. I get dressed and all and Kara finally finishes because I could feel pressure in my bum for a poop. I walk over pull my jeans and white panties down and sit on the toilet again. I sat for about 5 minutes until I could feel it. I lean forward a bit and it starts to come out. It was quite thick. I finish and relax for a little. I wipe and see it was 6" long. I flush and had a good day. See you again.
comments & stuffTo: Heidi another great story it sounds like that one girl must have been very desperate she was probaly almost ready to have an accident and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Robert great story about watching your sisters friend poop she must not be very poop shy and it sounds like she took a pretty good poop to.
To: Lauren as always another great car peeing story it sounds like you had good pees in your car and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Ashley as always another great set of stories your first one it soudnds like that girl really had to go alot and so did you and from the sounds of it you would need a gas mask in that bathroom and great story about your poop at that resteraunt and then leaving your poop for everyone to see and as always I look forward to your next post thanks and god bless.
To: Alley first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you way beyond desperate to pee I bet it felt great to let it out and it wa great that they helped you out and were very kind to you and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: Tia as always another great story it sounds likeyou got relief from your constipation and hopefully you can take a good poop soon to get everything cleared out and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Calire first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you had a great outdoor poop it probaly felt great to and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Festival dumpHey all.
I went to a small music festival around three weeks ago. I travelled there and met up with a group of friends and we spent the day drinking and watching lots of different bands. In the evening we had burgers, chips and hotdogs. We continued drinking till the drink ran out in the early hours of the next morning. I was drinking cheep beer so I knew that with the combination of that and a lot of fast food there would be repercussions the following day. I woke early the next morning with a bad cramp in my stomach. It felt like there was broken glass digging into me from the inside and no matter what way I lay I couldn't get rid of the pain. It got worse so I knew it was time to face the toilets. I grabbed my toilet role that I had packed and headed for the portable toilets. The festival I was at is a smaller one so that means smaller crowds which in turn means less cuing and cleaner toilets which is a very good thing. I went into a toilet and lined the seat with some of the toilet paper before sitting down. I couldn't even push much because when I did it hurt my stomach even more so I was a few minutes sitting before a long loud fart ripped out of me. It was so loud that it made me laugh out loud. That was followed up by more farts and very runny poop. I was pooping and farting up a storm once I got going and I didn't even care if anyone could hear me because I just had to get it out. After a lot more farting my stomach was already feeling a bit better so I decided not to rush it and get everything out. There was another round of farts and some solid lumps of poop followed up by more farts before I began a messy clean up process. I left the toilet feeling much better but I have to say the toilet was not in a good state. I enjoyed the rest of the festival apart from the beer farts. Not the best when you release some of them in a sleeping bag in a small tent with nowhere for the smell to escape lol. Has anyone else got any festival pee or poop related storeys? I expected to see more seen as its festival time of year at the moment. That's all for now. I have another post about a food festival that I will share in my next post. Feel free to question and comment. John H
Morning PoopI woke up this morning with a little bit of stomach cramps. That's usually a sign that I have to go poop, and that the poop is right there waiting to come out. I wasn't desperate or anything, so I didn't get out of bed right away. I laid in bed for about 15 minutes before I decided to get up and poop. I peed first and I could definitely feel the poop right there. So into my pooping position I got and I started pushing. I could hear the poop crackling as it made its way out of my bum. After 2 or 3 minutes of hard pushing, I felt a long piece of poop come out and land in the toilet. This was followed by another long piece. It, like the first piece, came out after 2 or 3 minutes of pushing. Once those bigger pieces were out, I felt a little better, but I still knew there was a bunch of smaller pieces in me that were waiting to come out. I bore down, and pushed until I was almost red in the face. I could see the tip of this piece sticking out, so I continued pushing and grunting. Finally, after a minute or so, a large piece came out and when it landed in the toilet, it splashed my bum! My bum was pretty sore by this point, so I just sat on the toilet for about 5 minutes while I waited for the next piece of poop to make its way down. I started to feel some pressure so I started pushing again. This time, 2 chunks came out. I still didn't feel done, so I got back to pushing again and I pushed out 3 more little pieces of poop. It was a lot of work getting those poops out! To get those 5 pieces out, it took almost 10 minutes of pushing and straining. I relaxed for a few more minutes before letting out a tiny wet fart that was followed by one last small chunk. After 20 minutes on the toilet, I was done, so I wiped and got ready for my bath.
Exam accidentHi, does anyone have a story about having to go to the bathroom during an exam or test, when you are not allowed to?
I am in year 2 of college and today I had an exam which was 2 hours long.There was this girl who had to go. I was sitting behind her. Before the exam started she already looked like something was bothering her, but I thought she was just nervous because of the exam. When the exam was in progress, I could her stomach gurgling from time to time. I think I was not the only one who could hear it. Around half an hour into the exam, the gurgling had got very loud and I think she was hardly paying attention anymore to the exam. Finally she asked the inviligator if she could leave to go to the bathroom. Well, he said no, because the rule is that you cannot go during the exam. They enforce that rule very strictly, apparently. The girl went on holding it. At times it seemed that her urge went away because she would not fidget anymore, but then suddenly I heard her stomach gurgling again and she would stop writing.
Well this went on for about 10 minutes, until she actually lost it and pooped her pants! I was shocked. I think she got a sudden urge and couldn't hold it in. Soon she got up and handed in her exam and quickly left the room. There was some diarrhea on her chair and it actually fell on the floor.
Pooping at Wal-MartIt's actually been a while since I've pooped in a public bathroom. Not because I'm poop shy (because I'm not), but because I can't sit in my normal pooping position in a stall. Especially when I am constipated. I also can't grunt as loudly when I am in a stall. I don't like others hearing me struggling to poop. I have no problems with them hearing me fart, or hearing my poops come out, though. Anyways, enough pointless chit-chat and on to my story!
I was at work when I started feeling that familiar feeling in my gut that signaled it was time for a poop. So after work, I headed over to Wal-Mart to use their washrooms. I really like the Wal-Mart where I live. It has two bathrooms, but the one I usually use is the bigger of the two and has like 10 stalls. I enter the bathroom and take the 3rd stall from the door. I pulled my pants down to my knees and tried to get into my pooping position, but it just wasn't working. So I just spread my legs as far as I could without it being obvious to any one who came in that I was pooping. I peed first, and then I started to push. I let out 4 farts and I thought to myself "Oh nice. This might be an easy poop ." But it wasn't, and I wasn't expecting it to be anyways. After the farts, I pushed some more and I felt my butt open up wider and some poop started making its way out. I looked between my legs and saw it just hanging out of my butt, so I pushed a little harder, and it would slowly come out a bit more. After another couple pushes, that piece finally landed in the toilet. I immediately started pushing out my next piece. Just like the first piece, this one would come out halfway and then just hang there. As I'm trying to push this piece out, a total of about 5 or 6 women came in to pee. After 5 minutes of pushing, the poop finally came out into the toilet. For the next 20 minutes, I pushed and pushed and worked on getting all that stuck poop out of me! The poops were really being stubborn! Most of them would come out halfway and just hang there! Only after lots of straining and stomach pushing, would the poop come out all the way. One of the pieces was right there waiting and no matter what, it wasn't coming out of my butt. So I leaned forward and pushed down on my stomach until I saw the poop come out and land in the toilet. The whole time I was in the bathroom, women were coming and going. They had to have known that I was pooping too. The smell wasn't too pretty in my stall and anyone who took the stalls beside me would have been able to smell it. Plus, they come in and I'm sitting in the stall and after they're finished peeing (which takes most women a minute or 2), I'm still in the same position and there is no sound of TP ripping in my stall. And if they looked, they would have seen that I had my toes pushed into the floor. After I was done pooping, I looked in the toilet. There was about 10 or so small pieces of poop in the water. From the time I sat down to the time I wiped, I was on the toilet for almost 30 minutes! That's the longest I've spent pooping at Wal-Mart.
I choked the toiletI had beads of sweat from the summer day and just that feverish need to go...and yet it was dinner time and I had been thinking about that 5 guys burger I had earlier in the week. It was really good..and I was thinking..if their burger was that good..imagine how good their chile dog would be..but I got to 5 guys and found they did not have a chile dog...so I had a little burger. I guess the roast beef and potatoes for lunch and dinner the night before had not had its time to run through..and my fiber meal for breakfast the morning before...did do a pass though..but I had passed that pretty well. 2 huge baby arms...and floaters...they went down..on their own. I knew I had been over eating because the plunger I normally use once a year..I was having to use every day or two. Hey..I was over eating. I felt it. I was gaining weight...gassy and shitting allot and stopping up the shitter. I did not think it was me? but maybe the lousy toilet paper and the cut off sphincter was not cutting off well. I was having tons of paper work..so on top of some challenging almost faint and fall off the pot shits..I was having to roll a 10 foot wrap of paper around my good hand and pull a cheek back with the other..and attempt to actually do a good wipe..however, with any sort of greasy meat..red meat and "Pork" is the worst..you can bet..there is not enough paper. You just as well..turn on the shower and get a brush out..to hit the bo bo with....as there is no paper that is going to get that wipe up mess clean. In turn I choked the shitter a few times until I figured out it was my diet that was out of control..not my
shitting. jalapeņos are extra fun when you are over eating too. I don't know why this sometimes happens to me? it must be a non conscious or self conscious thing I do..whereby I over eat and then stop up the toilet. It is offensive to my room mate. I have to leave the fan on...for a while and just get a fabreeze spray a going. Summer time is not a time to raise the window. Be careful with your corn on the cob intake too. Corn is good..but control your self with one cob as two will cause for a 'sweeper' in the morning..that was unscheduled.
Mrs. Toilet Trooper
Asses to Asses, Trust to TrustGreetings, ToiletStoolers. It's Ebony with an aesthetic shituation. Latoya, my snooty beauty salon boss, never liked me. No matter how positively a client informs Latoya about my service, she would roll her eyes and say, "Whatever." She always insinuated that she wished to fire me because an employee that frequently garners positive feedback for her work is bad for business. Thus, I pondered working for a better business, until yesterday, where things drastically changed. Before dinner, my hubby Brandon cooked lunch that smelt like roast beef, but resembled something cooked, digested, shit, and cooked again. "Wow. This looks...interesting." I said. Yet, Brandon begged me to try it. Despite its faecal appearance, it wasn't half-bad. I first ate it slowly, believing it would taste bad like it looked, but eventually ate it like Ms. Pacman. "That was...surprisingly good, Brandon. Keep it up, boo." He thanked me and we kissed before I left for work, arriving during the afternoon and greeted by co-workers. When I provided a regular client a fresh-face makeover and pedicure that evening, Latoya entered the salon and glared me for ten seconds when walking to her office. She wore a white sleeveless shirt with a gold logo, white shorts, and gold strappy heels, exposing her gold pedicure. Latoya strikingly resembles R&B singer Teairra Mari. She told me when I finish with my client, report to her office. I thought, "Oh lord. Here comes the pink slip." When I finished, I sat to her desk where she greeted me with her trademark bitchy glare. "Is there a problem?" I asked. She bitch-glared me for about five seconds before answering, "Yes."
Surprisingly, she said the "problem" was she overlooked my work and might consider raising my pay. While I would have celebrated then, Brandon's food asserted its ascendancy over my stomach; I might have shit myself if I celebrated too hard. Yet, realising Latoya's unpredictability, I held it in. "Thank you." I said smiling, suppressing intense stomach pain without flinching. While we discussed my work issues, Latoya's stomach churned many times and she fidgeted like a spider lived in her punany. "Are you alright?" I asked. She bitch-glared me again for five seconds before answering, "I'm fine. Thank you." When Latoya explained she would raise my pay if attend work perfectly next month, my stomachache cramped my entire abdomen. Suddenly, an intense shit smell attacked my nostrils, but it definitely didn't exit my ass. "Are you sure you're okay?" I asked. "Oh god. I gotta go to the bathroom." she said quietly but panicky before she rushed to the latrine. "Me too," I said, following behind her while we rushed to the back latrine, a small public-styled latrine with three stalls and one sink. Latoya tried covering the brown spot on her shorts, but failed. When we entered the latrine, she entered the first stall and I entered the neighbouring stall. I yanked down clothes and sat on the toilet, bursting a hard piss stream that hissed while it fell in the toilet like a yellow Victoria Falls, painting the water golden.
Latoya's accident made the latrine smell like fresh shit. When I dropped my load, an AK-47, "anal kamikaze" with 47 farts, sounded in rapid succession in Latoya's stall with multiple firm turds plopping in the water. The latrine smelt worse due to her anal artillery. "Oh my god. I cannot believe this is happening to me," Latoya said, weeping. "It's okay. It happens...sometimes." I said, when I released a turd that probably measured ten inches before it broke into twins, leaving two 5-inch turd siblings in the toilet. My production added to the already pungent odour that demolished the latrine. "I took a laxative before work for the first time, but I had no idea if it would work or not. I felt like I had to go earlier, but I thought I could hold it until after the meeting, but I couldn't." She explained, crying harder. She then farted loudly again and another barrage of firm-sounding turds plopped into her toilet. When I waited for my second urge, I pondered her shituation. I wanted to help her, but two shoulder angels appeared. The devilish one reminded me how she always treated me like the substance in her shorts. The angelic angel reminded me that Latoya suffered a terrible shituation and required assistance. I genuinely felt sorry for her and wanted to help, so my angelic side overtook me. I slowly released a larger turd requiring more effort, which splashed loudly in the bowl. After I wiped, I analysed my creations, revealing two floating brown 5-inch banana shaped turds accompanied by a floating stringy 8-inch turd of the same colour, composition, and shape, all neighboured by messy tissue. I backed away and allowed the toilet to flush. When I washed my hands, Latoya still cried and dropped firm turds, adding to the odour.
"I'll tell you what." I said. "I can help you. I can go to the store and buy you some new clothes." She hesitated a bit, sniffling. "You'd do that for me?" she asked. "Of course. How can I do anything else?" "Thank you so much," she said, while pushing another AK-47 with plopping turds. "Just stay in here. I'll be right back." When I rushed out, I entered my black Chrysler 300 and drove to the nearby Walmart, happy that I worked so close to it. Latoya might believe she's too classy for Walmart clothes, but when faced with choosing Walmart pants or shitty pants, well, not much difference exists. She had a curvy body, plump rear end, and was about my size, so I purchased her clothes in my size. I spent 19 bloodclaat dollars on just some white shorts and a 3-pack of panties. "Save money, live better" my ass. When I returned to the salon, I gathered body wash from the shelf and a rag, and Latoya still sat in the stall, finished ass blasting, but the odour kept her company. "I'm back." I said, and handed her the clothes, soap, and rag. "Thank you very much." She said. I stood near the door outside the latrine while Latoya washed at the sink and donned her new clothes. She thanked me again and I told her it was nothing. She said, to repay the deed, she would raise my pay and apologised about seeming rude in the past. I then continued working the rest of the day without her glaring me. Now, I hope Latoya and I can have a better relationship today because, albeit Latoya and I never saw eye-to-eye, that night, we definitely saw ass to ass.
Mrs. Toilet Trooper
Good morning. It's Ebony, aka, Mrs. Toilet Trooper here with some replies. I just had a good breakfast and now I decided to write these responses and my latest story in a separate post for The Toilet before I head to work soon, completely sober. To Mr. Clogs, Postman, John H, and Brandon T, thank you for the positive feedback on my last shituation, sweethearts. I appreciate it. If you enjoyed my last post, keep posted for the other ones too.
I've been reading this site for a long time, and now I finally have something to share. I did research on what makes you poop big so I'd have a really big poop to describe. I managed to hold it in for five days while eating a very high fiber diet.
My breakfast was always two bowls of bran cereal. My lunches and dinners consisted of a lot of salad and vegetables. Several times I went to a buffet and stuffed myself until I absolutely couldn't eat any more. Plus of course with each meal I'd take fiber powder.
I started on last Tuesday and come Sunday afternoon, I couldn't hold it anymore. I was on the couch watching TV when I felt a big urge to poop. I tried to fight it and see if I could make it for a week without pooping. But when a turd started to ooze into my panties, I knew I had lost control. I headed off to the bathroom while that turd and two more soft ones loaded my formerly clean panties.
I sat on the toilet because I had much more to poop out. Creamy rope-like turds curled out of my butt and filled the toilet for at least ten minutes. I can't even describe the feeling, it was just so amazing. When I finally finished and looked in the toilet and saw my huge load that totally blocked the toilet. No hope of that poop ever flushing.
I got a trash bag and scooped out my turds into the bag, put that bag into a different bag and then threw them and my panties into the dumpster directly. Afterwards I wiped my very dirty butt like ten times. The paper flushed down just fine, by the way.
2 more surveysStill nothing to post. I'm thinking about cleaning myself out. I never feel fully empty when I go poop and they're almost always hard. I still have that milk of magnesia that I never used, maybe I'll try that when I have a lot of time to be at home. Not sure though. Anyway, here are my answers to Shana's survey and Lorraine's wiping survey.
1. How often do you go to the toilet to take a poo?
Not very often. Maybe once a week.
2. How do you refer to taking a poo, if you gotta go?
Just going poop.
3. After you sit down on the seat, then how much time does it usually take you to get started?
Most of the time it takes me like a minute to get started. Sometimes I get started right away if I have to go really bad.
4. How much time do you usually need between sitting down, and wiping?
Not long at all. Maybe 5 minutes at most.
5. Do you usually (have to) push, while you're on the toilet?
I almost always have to push. I try not to push too hard though.
6. a. Do you fart during your pooping session? If yes: In which phase do you fart the most?
Sometimes I do. Usually I fart in the beginning before I start going.
b. Are your farts usually dry or wet, on the toilet?
Depends. Mostly dry.
7. Do you ever remain seated, after you're done?
8. How often are you constipated?
(If ever. Skip the next questions if "no")
Lately I've been constipated fairly often.
9. If you are constipated, how long does it take you to get started, after sitting down?
It depends. Usually about a minute.
10. If you are constipated, then how long does it take you between sitting down, and wiping?
Depends how bad it is.
11. Do you fart on the toilet, when constipated? If yes: In which phase do you fart the most?
Sometimes I do.
12. What was the longest time you ever spent on the toilet, while constipated?
About 30 40 minutes.
13. How often do you go to the toilet to try, if you're constipated?
Every time I feel like I have to go.
14. How often do you have diarrhea?
(If ever. Skip the next questions if "no")
I hardly ever get diarrhea.
15. If you have diarrhea, how long does it take you to get started, after sitting down?
Most of the time it starts right away.
16. If you have diarrhea, then how long does it take you, between sitting down, and wiping?
About 15 20 minutes.
17. Do you fart on the toilet, while having diarrhea? If yes: in which phase do you fart the most?
Yes,usually I get gassy when I have diarrhea. I fart throughout the whole thing.
18. What was the longest time you ever spent on the toilet, while having diarrhea?
probably 30 minutes.
19. How often do you go to the toilet to poop or try, when you've got diarrhea?
Whenever I feel like I have to go or if I have a really bad stomach ache.
20. What is your favourite pooping position on the potty, while:
a. Having a regular dump.
I usually sit regular with my hands in my lap.
b. Beīng constipated.
I usually sit regular with my arms wrapped around my stomach. Sometimes I learn forward,press on my stomach and squeeze the wall too.
c. Having diarrhea.
I usually sit regular with my hands in my lap. Sometimes I'll press on my stomach.
1. Do you wipe your bottom every time after peeing or only when pooping and how many times do you wipe on average for each process.
I wipe my butt every time after pooping. On average I wipe about 3 times cause my poops are almost always hard.
2. Do you tear small, medium or long sheet of toilet tissue on average and do you wipe only 1 time with each sheet or multiple times.
I take a medium amount of toilet paper and wipe once each time
3. Do you use moist and formulated toilet tissue wipes often.
Sometimes I do if its really messy.
4. Have your ever lotion, oiled or, sponged your butt off prior to pooping or peeing or even afterwards to get a full clean
5. Do you just wipe with he toilet tissue and split the sheets in half. No
6. Have you ever poured a little water in your bum before wiping to get it cleaner.
7. have you ever smelled the toilet tissue before wiping
8. Do you usually wipe the toilet seat down and wipe the inside of the toilet with toilet tissue after use
Is I accidentally get pee on the seat I wipe it other that that no.
9. Have you ever inspected the size of the toilet tissue stain left before flushing it down
10. Has the toilet tissue ever tore while wiping or a small amount of poop got on your hand by accident
11. Has there ever been a situation where you has to wipe prior to peeing and pooping and you had pee and poop in the toilet water with the toilet tissue present - Yes
12.Have you ever wiped your bum in stall packed with other people and did you they hear you wiping. - In the 4 times I went poop in a public bathroom I'm sure they could hear me wiping.
13. Do you wipe your bum slowly and thoroughly or wipe fast and rapidly.
Slow and thorough
14. Have you wiped your under-wear with toilet tissue
15. has there ever been any times when you did not flush down the toilet tissue after wiping or it may have came back up
I always flush the toilet but if it doesn't all go down the first time I wait and reflush till it does.
16. Has there ever been a situation where when flushing down the toilet tissue, it did not go and tore up into many pieces from water.-
17. have you ever used the toilet tissue to wipe an area e.g. genital, under-arm, mouth, face, or area other than your bum -
18. At your job or workplace, have you ever bought a courtesy roll of toilet tissue and left it in the stall.
19. Does the toilet tissue get the job done usually or only partially and you still feel there is something missed and needs better wipe.
Toilet paper does fine.
20. Do you get as much toilet tissue as you think you need beforehand or wait until after you are done before getting it?
I wait till after.
21. has there ever been a situation where a restroom stall was out of toilet tissue and you had to go really bad or another stall was and the person next to you asked you to pass them some toilet tissue
Nope I always check to make sure there's toilet paper in the stall before I use it. I'd never wanna ask a stranger for some.
22. have you ever heard others wiping in the stall and what did it sound like
Yes many times I've heard the pulling the paper and the muffled sound of the paper being crumpled
23. have you ever anybody talking on the phone while wiping their bum in the restroom or have ever done such
I've gone pee on the phone with the sink turned on to cover the sound but never went poop on the phone. Rarely I heard people talking on the phone in the bathroom.
24. when buying toilet tissue, do you usually buy the most expensive brand or get the cheaper and more generic ones.
I use whatever my mom buys.
25. on average, how many rolls of toilet tissue do you use in 1 week at home and estimate equivalent from other sources such as work or public Depends.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
I Got HurtHey guys, it's Shane. I was in a pretty bad bike accident a few days ago. I was riding around town with my boyfriend Aaron and some friends on Monday and we went down this road that was a very steep hill. (We were headed downhill.) Anyways, the road was a dead end with a sharp turn to the lelf that lead to another road. My friends hit the turn, but I wrecked off into the woods and continued to fall down the very steep hill, ramming into trees the whole way down.
Aaron came running after me and made sure I was alright. I ended up going to the hospital to be checked out. Turns out I badly bruised my tail bone, twisted my ankle pretty bad, and knocked my knee slightly out of place. The good news was I didn't need casts or surgery for anything. The bad news is, the pain medication I'm on now has really made me constipated. It gets worse. Imagine trying to poop with a bruised tail bone. One word: OOOOWWWWW!!!
I;ll post a more in-depth story about one of my episodes n the toilet later, I really need to lay down right now. :(
Thanks so much to everyone who has taken my survey!
#4 - Second Accident to be caughtHi,
I've written about my first and third accidents in the previous two pages. This one is about the second. It happened just 4 months after the first, so I was 16, close to 17.
It was vacation period, and a local educational institute had organized this small seminar about career selection and management. Since I was at the stage of making career decisions, my parents asked me to enroll for the seminar. We also had to bring some elder to the seminar, so they could listen and help. My father was busy, so I decided to go with my mother and her friend. This friend was also my teacher at high-school, she taught us Physics. Mom had decided to bring her too, to help decide better.
So we were in this 3-hour conference. After about 1.5 hours, I could feel previous night's dinner and that day's breakfast creating a pressure. Remembering my accident 4 months ago , I was even afraid to let out silent farts around mom, lest it embarrasses her. I tried to hold my poo. I had to cross the whole auditorium for the exit and look for toilets outside. I was feeling very lazed then. But about 25 minutes later, I decided to go to the toilet. Did not want to have an accident. I exited the auditorium after telling my mom I needed the toilet. The problem was I could not locate the toilets in that building. There was no one to guide around, or even normal direction boards. It was a huge building and I was not even sure if the floor I was on, even had any toilet. The pressure was slowly increasing. After searching around for 10 minutes, I thought my mom would get suspicious, so I better go back to the audi and sit through the lecture. Later when everybody leaves , there'll be people to show me where the toilets where. I went back to the seminar. There were about 45 minutes left.
I made my way back to the seat, but I was very uncomfortable. I kept pushing my butt against the seat, so that the poop does not come out. When there were like 20 minutes left, the pressure was just too much and the effort to hold on was giving me a body pain now. So,just to ease myself a little bit, I lifted my right leg to cross it over my left leg...to sit in a cross-legged position. The lifting of the leg however was too much..it released the gate. As soon as I crossed my legs, my butt of it's own accord started pushing out partially solid poop slowly into my pants. I was wearing faded blue fitting jeans and within like 5-6 seconds , it immediately formed a noticeable bulge. I quickly uncrossed my legs to flatten the bulge before anyone sees it. About 5-6 minutes passed like this, I was totally panic stricken. There must be 300 people in that room. I was losing my calm, my hands went weak, my mind was boggled, I was not thinking. But I could smell, there was a clear whiff of fresh poop in the air and it spread. My mom and her friend were busy listening to the speaker, but the smell soon caught my mother's attention. She looked at me. The smell, the body language and everything screamed out that I'm responsible for it. She asked me if I've soiled my pants. I didn't answer. She asked 2-3 times more..I was stoned. I don't think she ever expected me to soil my pants at 16, even once (forget twice). As I was not answering, she leaned down, partially beneath the chair, to check my pants. She pushed my legs upwards holding them by my knees and put her hands under my butt somehow. This entire act probably attracted the attention of the other families nearby. The moment my mom touched my seat, I could see the shock in her eyes. She asked , "You did go to the toilet right?". I did not answer again. My ex-teacher (mom's friend) kept asking what was wrong. Initially , my mom did not answer her, but after some time when I was still not talking, my mom whispered something in her ears. I don't think she believed what she heard, because she immediately came over to my seat. There were rows of seats in the audi with not much space in between, but she somehow squeezed through. She also bent under, pushed my legs up to check what I'd done. She even brought her nose close and tried to confirm by smelling it from close. My mind was functioning, but the rest of the body was just shivering. Once she was done verifying, she was asking me to get up. I did not have the will or the strength. By now the surrounding families had joined in and soon they realized what was happening. My teacher was telling to one of them to help get me up so they could take me to the toilet. Two men from the row behind pushed my up by my shoulder and I was up involuntarily. The seminar was now paused. I could hear words around me like "she has shit her pants" "Denise, wasn't she your classmate?" etc etc. Once I was up, my mom checked my pants again and said to the teacher "it's a lot". My knees were very weak by now. Soon, my mom, the friend and two other strangers were helping me walk and took me out of the auditorium. Once outside they were faced with the same problem: Where are the toilets. My mom however suggested that our house was close by so we could go there, no point in looking for a different toilet as we did not have change of clothes. So they started taking me to the car. But in between, the pain in my stomach returned strongly and there was no chair beneath me now. So I just stopped walking. The teacher said , "What happened, let's go Nishita". But I could not hold it. Two of them had me by my arms. My knees buckled slightly and more poop started coming into my pants. My butt kept tenting outwards. My mom and others noticed what I was doing and all just gasped. My teacher was like , "Nishita your house is just a few blocks away dear, don't do it here". But it was not under my control. It took a full minute to finish emptying my bowels, standing there in the hallway.
20 minutes later, I was home and my mom and her friend helped me clean up. My senses and voice had now returned and I told them that I could not find the toilet in the building. But my mom kept saying I'm 16 and that I should have been able to hold it. My mom then mentioned to the teacher that this was my 2nd accident in 4 months. That night my father bought me diapers to try out and also put a leather mat under my bed sheet. I did wear the diapers for a few days after that. Every time we travel, my parents now take extra pants, diapers and paper rolls for me.
Other stories some other time..
Answering some surveys so you get to know me better.
A. Gender? Female.
B. Age? 16.
C. Body? 5'5" tall, 133 pounds, large bum, athletic body, people say I have a great body.
1. How often do you go to the toilet to poo?
Once a day.
2. What do you refer to pooping?
3. After you sit how long does it take to start?
4. How long does it take from sitting to wiping?
5. Do you have to push when pooping?
Not that hard I just push lightly until it comes out.
6. Do you fart when pooping? Which phase? Are they dry or wet?
Yes but not much. Usually after my poop. Dry, I don't have wet poops often anyway.
7. Do you stay seated after?
Yes for about 30 seconds to relax.
8. How ofton are you constipated?
Very rarely. I eat healthy so the last time was 2 years ago.
14. How often do you get diarrhea?
Once a month.
15. Diarrhea. How long does it take you to start?
16. Diarrhea. How long does it take from sitting to wiping?
17. Do you fart while having diarrhea? Which phase?
18. What was the longest time you have spent on the toilet with diarrhea?
19. How often do you go to the toilet with diarrhea?
20. What is your favourite position for pooping?
Sitting, knees together, legs slightly spread apart, on my toes a bit, relaxed bum.
Old Survey I FoundTOILET / General
- Where are you most comfortable using the bathroom? (home, work, public....)
Besides at home, I am comfortable using the bathroom anywhere except at work or church. Peeing is fine anywhere, just not pooping.
- Do you wait to find a good bathroom, or typically use the first one you come across?
I will use whatever bathroom I find.
- How do you 'position' yourself & your pants etc when you sit?
I drop my pants right to my feet or I take them off (at home, anyways) and I sit with my legs spread wide and hands on my stomach.
- does the time of the month affect going to the bathroom, pee/ poop wise?
I tend to pee a lot in the days leading up to my period and I am usually constipated during my entire period. Sometimes, I get a little bit of diarrhea.
- do you use a lot of of toilet paper?
Not unless it's a really messy poop!
PEE / #1, etc
- How often do you pee?
Always in the morning when I wake up and then depending on how much I drink throughout the day, I can go another 3 or 4 times.
- What color / shade is it?
Usually a pale yellow. If I drink a Red Bull, though, it's pretty much the color of the Red Bull-maybe darker.
- Do you pee a lot in one go?
- does your pee make any noise?
Just the usual sound, I guess.
- Do you enjoy peeing?
It's nothing spectacular, haha
- How often do you fart?
I'm not a gassy person, so I really don't know...
- What type of farts do you do? (silent, loud, wet, dry, smelly,
Usually silent and dry.
- What's your favorite fart to let out?
Wet ones :P
- Are you shy about doing them?
I don't particularly like farting around others in public, but I am ok with farting while in pooping/peeing in a public bathroom.
- How would you react (in your head, and how you behave) if someone farted around you?
If it's my friends or family, I laugh. They do, too.
- Do you fart on the toilet? If yes, do tell!
Yes. I fart anytime I poop, especially during diarrhea! I don't fart whole lot when I pee.
- Do you enjoy farting? If yes, what about it?
I don't care either way.
- Do they smell?
No more than most farts. My silent ones can be pretty smelly though.
POOP, #2, etc..
- How often do you poop?
2-3 times a day
- What foods etc make you poop more than usual, or change your dumps?
Too much dairy can give me diarrhea and same goes with McDonalds.
- do you eat certain things knowing you'll have to poop sooner than usual, or that change your dumps?
- What types of poop comes out? (chunks, logs, pebbles, semi-solid, rock-hard / bumpy, mushy or loose...)
Small logs, that are usually hard to pass. Some pebbles or small chunks too.
- What's your favorite poop to do?
One that comes out nice and easily. It happens once in a while.
- What size are they?
2 inches long and not very wide...
- Does a lot come out?
Yes, but in lots of small pieces.
- When you poop do you require effort?
Yes. I have to push a lot to get my poop out.
- Does your poop smell?
Not too bad.
- What's a sign that you have to poop? (farting, full stomach, grmbling, pressure in your anus...)
Tiny farts, that feeling in the stomach/butt area, stomach cramps.
- What time of you day you usually poop?
Different times throughout the day
- Is there any noise when you poop? (such as farting, your load crackling out, plops, moaning / grunting...)
Lots of grunting, some crackling every once in a while, some farting.
- Do you enjoy pooping?
Not entirely. I'd enjoy it more if I wasn't constipated a lot of the time.