I sometimes babysit my children, two daughters and a son 6,4,2 I put pullups on them when travelling in the car and they are free to go whenever they need to. If they need to do bm and want to we stop and they can go behind bushes. It is simply more convenient. If they are at home and in front of the TV before going to bed they are allowed to put their pullups on and they know that then they are free to relieve themselves any time they like. They usually do and change out of their wet pullups before bed. The son usually chooses this time to do his bm. He is encouraged to do so before he goes to bed.
Hailey
Intro
Hi everyone! My name is Hailey. I have been reading from this site for a while now and decided to start posting.
To start off, I am a 24 year old girl from Windsor, Ontario, Canada. I have blonde hair, am 5'6" tall and weigh about 119 lbs. I have a slim, curvy body.
I was raised in a rather strict family with regards to bathroom. Mom always insists that I use clean toilets in a stall with doors. Peeing your pants or having an accident was a strict NO-NO. Now that I'm a young adult I have more freedom in that regard, but my strict childhood experiences still haunts me from time to time.
A few notes to others on the site:
Maggie: I really liked your story about your trip to northern Wisconsin and using the restroom along the way. I have been in similar situations where I had to use the bathroom and had to wait because of the long line in the lady's room and the time it takes for them to poo. It's great how you and Emily became friends. I have made friends in the bathroom too, but only at school. Do you and Emily still keep in touch? How is she doing?
Rachel: You have a really good mom that is very open. I wish I had a mother like yours. Is your mom also liberal on other things besides toilet matters? My mother has strict rules regarding everything that I had to follow or else she gets really mad. Of course that includes bathroom, which I will share later on.
Erin (Riley's Mom): I have really been missing your posts, please come back.
HaileyJenny
Wetting at the tree farm
Hi guys!
Just wanted to share a quick story that happened a few months ago while working at a tree farm. To give a little description I'm 26 years old, have shoulder length sandy blonde hair and I'm built like a jock at 6 foot, but I love being girly as well as being a tomboy lol.
So to earn some extra money I took a weekend job at a Tree Farm near me that sells trees and does some landscaping work. It's a very physical job with lots of digging and moving tree's but it's a great work out.
The worst thing about the job is that there is no toilets for the workers here, just one old, disgusting porta john. Which as I'm the only women working here means I've got to put up with the other guys peeing over the seat etc. There's no perks to the job so they don't really give a shit about their aim, which sucks for me as I have to sit down to pee!
So because of this grossness I always hold my pee in when I work there, the days are long so so it's pretty usual for me to be desperate to go while I'm working. Sometimes I can get away pissing in the corner of a tree field if I'm working in one of the more remote fields but if I'm on yard duty there's nowhere I can go other than the gross porta potty.
Yard duty sucks the most as you have to be around for customers if they have questions or want to buy some of the smaller trees or shrubs, which means I can't sneak off to pee somewhere. So I'm dancing around or holding my crotch or sitting on something hard if I can get away with it without people seeing me.
So this particular day I was wearing my usual work sandy colored cargo pants and a loose t, underneath I was wearing dark red boy shorts. The morning was super busy with loading trucks and dealing with customers and super hot so I was drinking a lot of water and sweating a lot. For lunch I went to a local diner but stupidly didn't use the bathroom, soon after around 1 pm I realised I had to pee really bad. And having a big bladder if I tried peeing behind a tree I would be there a few minutes squatting down where I might be caught.
I was trying to figure out how and where I could pee soon with out being caught. The porta potty was always an option but I'd rather pee outside, maybe behind the main dumpster? Or maybe in the christmas tree field? While thinking through my options my bladder spasmed and I felt like I was about to urinate, things were getting bad and I had to hold my piss in otherwise it would come out in force in my pants.
So standing there, hand clamped firmly in my crotch I decided to walk out towards the plastic greenhouses, not too many of the guys work round the back so I thought I might be able to go behind one of them.
Hobbling along I was praying no one would see me or ask me to do anything, any of the real heavy lifting of trees into the trucks has made me spurt pee into my pants a few times (even poop once, another story maybe?) and if I tried to do this now I know I would loss it completely and wet myself in front of the guys. My cheeks were burning red at the the thought, but as I drew closer to the greenhouses seeing noone around I started to pee a little as all I could think of was sweet realise behind the building.
So now I'm walking in a quick shuffle, I've already started to wet myself, the dark, damp stain growing down from the crotch of my pants and all I could do was instinctively squat as soon as I got under the roof of the greenhouse and give in.
My god the relief was pure bliss as I felt the pee jet into and through my panties and pants. I was also feeling a little light headed as irrationally I though everyone would be behind me laughing, seeing me a grown women peeing her pants. After a minute or so my pants got soaked down to the knees and I was in a mess. But luckally the greenhouse have these pipe sprinklers and when they're switched on you get drenched in water.
So standing up I switched the waters on and tried getting my pants as wet with water as possible. Standing up and walking round I did another small pee in my pants and felt so liberating.
Since then I've always tried to find new ways of going to relief myself at the tree farm, not sure why I guess it's because it's taboo or something. If you're like me you just want to do the naughty stuff lol
Jen :)Mina
Finally Hisae stayed on loo long time
I haven't posted for long time, sorry, December is busy month in Japan. Thank you Catherine for kind words about my cold. And thank you asparagus, I hope we get story from you soon, we don't know you well.
Hisae stayed my flat quite often while I was a cold. And one morning she had a diarrhoea. So I went with her to loo. Funny thing, she walked into loo room quite slowly, usually she run or jump. I said her, "Are you OK?" She said, "feel very heavy." She bared bottom and sat down on loo. At once explosion. "I feel lighter little bit," she said and then she did wee. Then another motion, it seemed very soft one. I said her, "you have a diarrhoea?" She said, "yes." then she did another one and pushed washlet button.
I said to her, "I'm sure you not finish. Why you don't stay on loo until finish? If you get up now, you go again in 5 minutes I think." Hisae never stay long time on loo, so she go many times.
She looked at me. Slowly she said, "O.K. but stay with me." I said, "of course I stay."
Nothing was happened for few minutes. But Hisae held my hand. She said nothing, but her eyes said, soon I do motion again. I too said nothing. I waited.
Then Hisae moved forward little bit, and face became to red. Then her bottom domed out. Even she has domed out bottom, she is still two perfect melons! I am envy her! Why she has so beautiful bottom when I don't have? But Hisae and Kazuko and Maho always say me that I have beautiful bottom. I don't believe, but they always say.
Hisae domed out her beautiful bottom and suddenly crackle noise, and it came more and more. I looked, and motion pouring out of her bottom, more and more and more and quite fast, but very long time! Maybe 10 seconds or more and non stop! So much motion, I couldn't believe! I said, are you OK? She said, feel good after that big one. But maybe have to flush? We looked in loo, it was full and we couldn't see water! Hisae said, "wow, I did that??" I said "yes" and said no more, I sometimes do motion that big size and Hisae know it, so it wasn't need to comment.
I flushed loo, I wondered if it clog, but motion was soft, so it all went down, but little pieces of motion float around in water after flush. Hisae sat down again. I took her hand. I was moved that she accept my idea and stayed long time even she usually like to finish motion quickly.
Then she domed out her bottom again and next motion came out, not so big one now. Still soft, but Hisae said, "this is a diarrhoea but my stomach not painful so much. Feel good. This loo is so nice loo Mina!" I said, "maybe you understand why I like to stay long time?" She said, "I think so, but if I am alone I don't want to stay long time. But with you Mina, I feel good. I can stay. I feel good to do so much motion!" She did little bit more, but she seemed she was empty. The she pushed washlet button and she finished. She was on loo about 15 minutes, maybe that is record for Hisae, though for me it is normal thing…..
I tell you rest of story next time, I am sleepy now.
Love from MinaBrandon T
comments & stuff
To: Anna as always another great story it sounds like you had a pretty good poop and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Anna From Austria as always another great story.
To: Carin great story.
To: Matt L great story it sounds lke your girlfriend had a pretty nasty poop at least you were in there with her to support her.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Tara
Survey..
Hi, I've just been looking around here for a while, until I saw this survey and decided to give it a go.. :-)
1. Could you state your age and gender? 15, female
2. How do you position yourself on the toilet?
A: leaning back
B: Sitting upright
C: Leaning forward
D: Doubled over
C, usually. Sometimes D if I'm constipated.
3. After sitting down, how long does it take for your butt to fully relax?
2 seconds I think.
4. How long after sitting down, does it take for the first bit to emerge?
About 2 to 5 minutes
5. On a scale from 1 (not at all) to 5 (very hard), I have to push how hard
1-2, most of the time.
But sometimes it can be about 4.
6. Do you have to fart on the same scale of 1 to 5:
A: While waiting for the first bit to emerge.
B: During and in between pooping.
C: After pooping, still sitting on the toilet.
A: 4. I'm pretty gassy when I need to poop.
B: 1-2
C: 1-3
7. My farts are:
A: dry.
B: A bit moist.
C: Wet
D: Very wet
Anywhere between A and C.
8. How long in total, does it take you to poop, from sitting down to wiping, when having:
A: A regular poop.
B: Diarrhea.
C: Constipation.
A: 10 to 15 minutes
B: 5 to 30 minutes
C: 15 to 45 minutes
9. How often do you go to the toilet to (try to) poop?
I poop 1 or 2 times a day, and I try to poop, everytime I pee.
So I guess I'm on the toilet pushing for a few minutes about 6, 7 times a day.
10. Do you enjoy pooping?
Yes, I do! :-)
11. Do you sometimes do things on the toilet to stimulate your bowels?
Sometimes I'm sitting, clenching and relaxing my anus for a while to get things going.
12. For the females and the males who pee while sitting on the toilet: Do you also try to poop sometimes, when originally you went to the toilet only to pee?
Like I said: All the time! :-)
Bye! XCatherine
To Brianna
Great to hear from you!
With Alan, the whole thing just got started when I got the stomach virus. I was so dizzy and nauseated that I think that I would have fallen on the way to the bathroom! I had horrible visions of falling and then messing myself at both ends with no one there to know that I was so sick. When I lived alone I never had anything quite that bad. He was so caring and I could tell was still "mesmorized" (that's his favorite word for his "attraction" to me...I am eatiing it up!) by me even though I had just humiliated myself in front of him.
With Alan, I feel totally at ease and comfortable with him. If I could compare him to Jason, it would be like this - Jason is a steak dinner at a fancy restraunt. It's one of those meals that you dream of, but then, at the same time, are worried about how you look, which fork to eat with, and such. The meal is awesome, but you feel uptight the whole time. Alan is like BBQ ribs, potato salad and baked beans at a cookout. When you think about it, you love that meal just as much, but you can be yourself, laid back and if you get BBQ sauce on your face you can still laugh. Is that a weird comparison??? I do think Jason was a little attracted to my bowel habits too, but we never talked about it. I am so thankful for how life is turning out.
To get back to the subject of the bathroom, if I were to have an accident in front of him, it would have to be legit. I could not stage it. Too, we would have to be alone together. It could not happen in public and it could not happen around the girls or any family or friends, even if it was at home where I could get cleaned up.
I have thought about how I want to go in front of him when we are married. I am going to buy an elegant (not necessarily sexy) night gown and get up one morning on our honeymoon, and call him in, all made up, and drop the load in front of him. I also want to go while wearing a bikini. But he's got to do it too. We'll see. Stil brainstorming!
But we really are not talking about pooping all the time.
Brianna, just a thought for you. I understand your shyness. I think that's natural. Too, I get it that pooping does not have a pleasurable feeling for you and seems more like an inconvenience. But the best way, I think, to get over your shyness is just to find opportunities to use the bathroom in public places where you are a complete stranger - like the mall, a coffee shop or a bookstore, or something like that. It will always be difficult the first time, but the more you do it, the more you will get used to it.
Lastly, I could not remember how you described yourself (whether you were tall or average height - I remember the part about you saying that the guys liked what you have going on in front and behind :) ). I think that, being tall, I have a little bit of extra confidence when it comes to being in public. I mean, at 6'1 and 185 lbs. I have never gotten picked on, made fun of, or whatever, to my face. So, even though I feel a sense of shame to poop in social situations, people tend not to pick on me. (That sounds so high-school-ish...I know).
I like to think that I have Doodie Swag!!! (OK, I am demented, I know!)
Anyway, hang in there! I look forward to your posts! I wish you the best in your relationship and I hope things get better with your bladder.
Love,
Catherine!Sonya Sue
Comments & answers to a survey
Kelvin's post:
I would find it so annoying to sit, have a crap in a school toilet, and then look on both sides of the stall and find no toilet paper because its hanging behind me on the back wall. I would think you would almost have to get up and turn around to use it. Then you find you can only take one sheet at a time. I found it interesting last year when school bathrooms came up at our statewide student council convention. We learned that the problem is waste and vandalism. Some students have had their schools take the toilet paper out of the stalls totally. Rather, several rolls are hung on the outside of the first stall as you enter the bathroom and you have to pull your paper first before you go into the stall. Also, several schools have gone to the pre-cut squares that you just pull down. That has upset some of the students who like to line the seat before sitting on it. Trying to keep 10 or 12 squares from falling off the seat before you sit down would really suck.
Beastmode's post:
1. The best poop I ever had in my life? It came last year on the second day I was at work at the truck stop. It's a 24/7 operation and my manager had a home emergency and had to leave real fast so I was all alone. I had been holding a 3-day crap that was increasingly nagging me since I arrived and after holding it for almost 2 hours, no one was at the gas pumps so I quickly went into our unisex bathroom, literally threw myself onto the toilet and within 20 seconds my huge crap filled the bowl. Because anyone could be coming into the store and shoplifting, I had to leave the crap and quickly pull up my underwear. When my manager came in from the hospital (her son was taken there in a rescue squad), she told me customers were complaining about a monster shit in the bathroom. I just played dumb and said some truckers must be huge dumpers. Later I covered for her at the check-out while she was in there for 5 minutes with the plunger trying to break it up. She called me on her cell and told me to call our emergency rooter plumber and the bathroom was closed for another hour until he got there. The bill was $300. Then on my second break I had to pee, so I sat down and saw that my underwear was shot. I took it off and put it in the trashcan. Then I did my long-awaited wipe (because I felt so dirty), and then I went back to my shift. But before I did, I changed out the trash bag and took it out to the dumpster. My manager praised me for being pro-active or some other word that meant the same thing, but I wasn't about to fess up as to what had happened.
2. If I had to poop really badly in front of my boyfriend, would I poop my pants or drop them and poop on the floor. This is an easy one. If there was no toilet, I would drop my pants and poop right in front of him. He's heavily involved in drama with me at my school and we work on the set and have scene run-thrus each night until at least 10. Most of us have just made the girls bathroom right across from the theater stage a uni-sex one and he's come in with me and we've talked when I'm on the toilet. He teases me when he pees (and quite frequently because we drink a lot of soda) because he positions himself in front of the toilet, and teases me that he's starting his pee with the seat still down, and he has the world's worst aim. I then quickly reach in on his side and toss the seat up because we have a 2/3 majority of girls in our troop and we prefer a dry seat.
3. Where's the strangest place I've ever peed or pooped in? Remember that one well from when my BFF and I were riding our bikes at the park just before dark one summer day. It was almost dark and if we went back to our houses just a block away our parents would have made us stay in for the night. We went to the park bathroom and both of the ladies toilets had their seats taken off. Someone obviously had stolen them. But as we talked, Libby noticed a large peanut butter jar on the side of an overloaded dumpster. She squatted first and I held it for her. I remember her pee as being very warm and mostly clear. Then it was my turn and mine had bubbles and was yellow. The bubbles almost caused an overflow. Then we poured it into one of the toilets, talked a little longer laying on one of the picnic benches, before riding home.Chloe B
Library dump at school
Hey guys sorry I haven't been posting much ivecjust been really busy with school and everything. Any ways yesterday I had a really good poo at school in the library. It was about 9:30 in the morning and I was in study hall in the library. That morning I was running late and didn't get to poo before I left the house so I knew I would probably need to go at school. I was wearing a long sleeve tee shirt with jeans and sperry's. I was talking to my friends and felt my breakfast make its way south. I told my friend that I needed to go to the bathroom and got up and went to the bathroom located in the back of the library. It's a small bathroom with only 2 stalls, one handicapped the other regular. So I got in noticed it was empty. I had 30 minutes of class left so I could take my time. I took the handicapped stall because I kinda liked the extra room so I entered the stall and locked it. The bathrooms at my school are always kept really clean which is really nice. I unzipped my jeans and pulled down my lace green and grey cheekster panties from PINK to my knees. I peed for about 20 seconds and began to push. The long log started to crackle and make its way out and fell with a PLOP. I pushed again and another long log slid out and settled down to the bottom. I then let out a small buzzy dart and I have to say I was stinking up the bathroom. After I farted I heard the door open and heard someone go over and take the the stall next to me. She had on black leggings and pulled Them down to her knees. She started peeling and while she peed I let out a small airy feet and crackled out a couple turds. She finished peeing and I saw her white "vans" shoes point inward and then heard some crackling followed by a loud " ????" and a sigh. I felt more pressure in my gut and I knew I had more in me. I pushed and released and let out a turd with every push. I felt done now and started to wipe. I heard the girl next to me let out a soft short fsrt and also start to wipe. It took 5 wipes front and back and then I pulled up my undies and flushed. I saw my poo go down and it left some pretty nasty skid marks in the toilet. I exited and started to wash hands. The girl exited and I quickly recognized it as Abby from one of the my other glasses who I'm pretty good friends with and she's also really popular. We didn't talk about our dumps but I could tell that she was pretty embarrassed. I'm pretty popular but she's known as one of the most popular people in our high school. This brings me to my question- does anyone have any stories about having a bathroom experience with someone really popular? It's almost like people refuse to believe that that one "popular" person poops.
abby
office fartin
I back for another story well my boss had been winy and bossy but when the boss call me in but I was real gassy from soup beans I went in there and farted silent but deadly she gave me thee days off over something I didn't do but before I left I had left my boss a present in her personal bathroom I left a monster turd in her crapper and it clog it solid I left without flushing
Tlana
Different Sizes of Public Toilets
I can surely sympathize with Braidy. She goes into a rest stop bathroom off the Interstate in the middle of the night, and at 6'4", she gets up on the first toilet she sees to poo. She finds the toilet is a kid's toilet, way too small or her, but it is too late since she's already crapping away.
A mom comes in and has a fight with her little girl who has a hard time getting up on the full-size adult toilet next door. I'm in high school and started high school at less than 4'. Although I've grown a bit each year since then, when I'm on any of the toilets at school and at the mall and most other public places, my feet don't touch the floor. I've written about the large amount of babysitting I do, and I know too many children have a difficult time using adult size toilets.
So here are some questions about what can be done.
1. Are there enough lower and smaller public toilets for those needing them?
2. Would a bathroom with two stools (one small and low and another regular size right next to it) help solve the problem?
3. Should the door or stall color to a child's toilet be a different color or have a sign that's easy for parents to see?
4. Would a child's toilet and adult toilet in the same stall encourage better parent supervision?
5. At what age should a child be able to use a public toilet without a adult's help?
My answers:
1. No. At the two theaters I take my babysitting kids to, there's not one lower toilet, but there is a much-higher handicapped one.
2. Yes, that would be nice for supervision purposes. But I would think some adults (especially babysitters who are not related to the kid) might want their own privacy because we know little kids are curious.
3. A large sign would help a lot. Perhaps right in back of the toilet.
4. Yes, for the very young child. But as the child gets older, privacy becomes more important.
5. I would say about 5 when you start school. My school had smaller toilets right in the kindergarten room. And the toilets in the 1st and 2nd grade wing were not the same size as those for the older students. For the first few years in public places my pediatrician taught me to get up on a toilet by hoisting myself up with my arms just as if I wanted to sit on a retaining wall. She also recommended my strengthening my arms, something that helped me be pretty decent at age 8 when I started junior bowling. For many of the kids I babysit, the toughest thing to teach is taking the time for good wiping.
J
Diarrhea
Earlier in the fall I ran cross country. One day at practice I was running and kept getting stomach cramps. I started sweating a lot and felt awful. Suddenly, a huge wave of diarrhea slammed through my bowels about to come out into my pants. I hobbled to the closest porta potty, thankfully it was clean. I ripped my shorts down and diarrhea poured into the toilet. It didn't let up for about two minutes, when I let out a wet fart which was followed by another five minutes of liquid poop. I felt a little better, so I wiped and left. I ran another half mile before another cramp came over me. I barely made it to the porta potty. It was hot and filled with my poop from before. Before I even sat down, more diarrhea poured out. It poured out uncontrollably. I farted and semi solid turds came out without me even pushing. I continued to have diarrhea for ten more minutes before I tried to make my way back to the school. I grabbed my stuff and ran to the school bathrooms. I ran in and yet another wave of liquid poop erupted out of me. This one lasted for a good half hour of nonstop diarrhea. When I got home I pooped a little more, and then finally it stopped.rookery
interesting day at work
Hello everyone, I've been reading stories on and off here over the years and finally decided to post one of my own. This happened a few years ago while I was at work. I'm a groundskeeper at a college. One day I had to take a bathroom break and went to a restroom in the basement of one of the classroom buildings. It was a single toilet restroom for either gender. When I got there I found it was occupied so I stood off to the side to wait my turn. I d been waiting a few minutes when I heard the person inside start tearing off toilet paper. Then their phone started ringing but they ignored it so they could finish. The person finished and flushed the toilet. However I noticed the toilet didn't flush all the way. Finally the person stepped out while talking with someone on her phone, most likely whoever had tried to call her before. I'd seen the girl who came out a few times before and even talked to her a few times. She was a very beautiful blonde girl with an athletic type body. She was wearing a white tank top and very short denim shorts that just barely covered her butt. She also always wore a patch over one eye. I'm not sure if she had just undergone surgery or it was something permanent. I overherd her conversation as she was walking out and this is what she said. " hey sorry I missed your call I just got out of the restroom. I just took a big stinky dump and it clogged up the toilet. I didn't think I was going to make it through class without going in my shorts." then she turned around and saw me going into the restroom. She must have thought she was alone because then she said to whoever was on the phone " oh my god some guy was down here and he had to have heard me. Now he's going in there, I'm so embarrassed." I only had to take a leak and by then I was desperate so I went even though the toilet was clogged. The girl definitely wasn't kidding about how bad it smelled or the size of it. The air had a thick stench of fresh poop. Her turd only made it half way down the pipe before clogging it and there was also a lot of tp in there. I couldn't believe such a pretty girl could produce something that big and rank. I also couldn't Help but wonder how good her legs and bare butt looked perched on the toilet seat with that big turd slidding out of her anus. I told this story to one of my co-workers this story and from then on we nicknamed the girl poopy patch after her eye patch. We still saw her around campus sometimes and would say to each other hey theres poopy patch. One day I saw her while I was working alone and she gave me a friendly smirk almost like it was an inside joke between us so maybe she wadnt so embarrassed after all. I hope everyone enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed telling it. Maybe I'll have more soon.
Friday, December 11, 2015
Adrian
Friday's replies
Matthew. I think we all have our own approach to wiping. Speaking for myself, I invariably stand to wipe and tend on the whole to do it 'back to front' with the paper scrunched. I'm very thorough though - something which men are sometimes accused of not being.
Old Fart. I'm not quite as old as you but I certainly remember a time when bowel problems weren't so well understood as they are now and people tended to be coy, sometimes needlessly so, about such matters. Certainly in the 1960s and 70s when I was growing up I never remember hearing IBS ever being talked about and it wasn't until 1997 that I was knowingly afflicted with it.
Matt L. You were very honoured indeed by your girlfriend letting you watch her do a #2 on the loo. It's by no means a common privilege - even for married men. I'm not surprised she nearly gassed you though. It is, I think, a case of "be careful what you wish for." Many years ago when I was in my twenties and carefree (oh happy days!) there was a girl in my circle who I fancied and wanted to date. Unfortunately she had an eye for someone else so I wasn't in with much of a chance but, in one respect at any rate, it was probably as well. There were a couple of occasions during conversation when she'd cut an SBD (silent but deadly) fart of the sort that could empty a room at fifty paces. I think she was a bit taken aback by the speed at which I said my goodbyes and beat a hasty retreat. Maybe she didn't realise how bad she smelt? We're all inclined I think to suspect other people of smelling worse than ourselves. Anyhow it certainly laid to rest any notion I (or anyone else) harboured than women didn't whiff!Mark
Accident/Responses
Hey, I'm a 22 year old male from the UK and I wanted to share a story about an accident I sort of witnessed years ago.
I was 16 and I was in high school. Obviously, nobody poos at school, because you just get made fun of for it. It's too risky. The only toilet I knew anyone to use for that was a secluded disabled one, and even that had a door that could be unlocked from outside. So, I was sitting in the last lesson of the day and I remember noticing quite early on that one of the boys in my class sitting ahead of me was fidgeting pretty often. There would be moments where I would see him sneakily grab the side of his chair and push his bum into it. It became pretty obvious to me what was wrong with him.
So, the lesson ended and he took a minute or so before he got up, which was another sign. I lingered around outside with my friends for a minute until I saw him leaving, then I told them I was going home. I walked a fair distance behind him and started walking home, with him trailing in front of me. He was walking quickly and kind of awkwardly like his legs were stiff. I didn't want it to be obvious that I was walking behind him but we were heading home the same way.
As more of the students dispersed he sped up a bit and started going a different direction. He cut across the road. As he got on the other side, he looked back and noticed I was a short distance away and seemed to get kind of embarrassed. He sped up and I let him. Further up the road was the park, and I realised it had toilets and that must be why he had gone this way. He seemed to be thinking the same because he sped up at this point and went into an awkward run. I saw him turn the corner and go through the front gates, at which point I left it alone for about ten minutes and walked through the park before stepping into the grimy park toilets.
I walked in and he was at the sink washing his hands. He jumped up when he saw me and went red, quickly sped past me and walked out. The toilets smelled horrible, like really really strongly of shit. I looked into the first cubicle and saw why. The toilet was full of several really big logs, along with one that kind of hit the back of the seat (I assume he hovered over the toilet so he didn't have to sit on it.) In the corner by the toilet there was a pair of white underwear with the biggest load in it I've ever seen. He hadn't even tried to flush.
Steve A's survey:
1. How often do you pay attention to your bathroom related health? I notice, but it's never unusual enough to really bother me.
2. Do you think in the future that bathroom related talk on Toilet Stool will no longer be taboo in the real world society? Me personally, I won't ever talk about it. In fact I am surrounded by people who always do talk about it openly, I just choose not to.
3. Would it be more embarrassing to have an accident in front of: Family, Friends, Relatives, BF/GF, or Strangers/Entire Student Body? They're all equally embarrassing.
4. Did you ever have an accident in school or heard of someone who had an accident in school and most of or the entire student body heard about it from students spreading it around? I had one on the way home from school once, never at school. I heard rumours but never anything concrete about others.
5. Would you poop at your BF/GF's house if you think that you couldn't make it back home and it was your 1st visit to their house? I would never. There has been many times that I've left and the first thing I've done is find a public toilet to let it out. I won't even fart there.
To Lucas, would be interested to hear about the accidents in gym class, great story.
Matthew, I always wiped behind my back standing up for years until I slowly changed into wiping when sitting out of seemingly nowhere. I've tried the "between the legs" approach some guys do but I just don't understand how it can be comfortable to do.Kelvin
Awkward College moment for someone!
I went to the toilets in college at lunchtime today as I needed a dump. I went in and headed to one of the cubicles. I sat down and just as I was about to "drop the bombs" I luckily noticed that although there was toilet paper in the dispenser it was not sticking out and was inaccessible. The college has "SmartOne" paper dispensers which have a roll of paper in them and release one sheet at a time from the middle. I think the cleaner had probably changed the roll and forgotten to feed it though the hole. I quickly pulled my jeans up and went into another cubicle. Just after I had sat down I heard two other guys come in and go into cubicles. I was wondering whether I should say something to warn them but I did not know if anyone was definitely in the cubicle I had been in. My question was soon answered - after about 5 minutes I could hear some fumbling with a toilet paper dispenser. Then not much happened for about 30 seconds and then I heard "Erm, guy with the green shoes can you please pass me some paper under I can't get the dispenser to work" the guy with the green shoes was to my left. I then heard the guy with green shoes say "yeah but you will have to wait, there isn't much in here and I'm not done, I don't want to help you and leave myself screwed" The other guy was OK with this. Some time then passed before green shoe guy started wiping. He was not sparing with the paper, and wiped about eight or ten times, taking about six sheets each time. I bet the other guy was freaking out about how much paper he was using, considering he said there was not much left. He then stood up and was doing up his trousers and the other guy said "don't forget me" and he said he hadn't. Then heard him pull out about five sheets of paper and said "sorry that's you're lot" - I guess he had chucked it under the cubicle at that point. Some other guy walked into the 4th cubicle at around this point so I bet he was wondering what was going on! Green shoe guy then flushed, washed his hands very quickly and left. I had to leave at this point. When I was washing my hands the toilet flushed and the paperless guy came out. He was not someone I know or recognised, young lad, longish blonde hair. He had skinny jeans on but he was walking very funny. I guess he was tryin to keep his legs and arse apart. He went into the cubicle I had left and started wiping again as I left. He was very red faced! Bet it was his most embarassing moment of the year!
This afternoon on the bus home my friend mentioned he had just been to the bog to find there was no paper and he had been forced to make an awkward dash with his trousers and boxers round his ankles to another cubicle and that someone walked in while he was doing this. He wasn't keen on telling me anymore so I didn't push it!
Catherine
To Braidy
Dear Braidy,
I think that you were too kind in that situation. I want to say that I would have reacted the same way.
I also want to know what the mother was thinking. It is still dark outside, she's traveling with her daughter, and she curses a 6'4 woman. Does she not realize that you could have broken her in half? That just does not seem smart on her part. You don't seem that you are that kind of person, but you don't curse someone in the wee hours of the morning at a rest stop!
Love, Catherine!Sharon
Thats a tough one, f
Thats a tough one, first of all you want your daughter liked by all the kids but you also dont want her to be wkeald on and picked on. She needs to be able to speak up and talk to teachers and also protect herself if there is no-one near to help her out.It would be good to talk to the school about the on going problems. That would be the best place to start.