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Mr. Clogs

Pooped in a cup, it's been a while.

It's been a while since I took a dump in a cup. I was feeling a bit constipated, so to get some relief, I took a dump in a cup by squatting over it. I filled the cup half way with water and put the cup on the floor, squatted over the cup and poop in it. I had to pee so I slid the cup from under me and proceed to pee into it filling the cup up to the brim. I poured out the cup and washed it out.

Jennifer G: I liked your post about peeing in the backseat of your car. I'm just curious, does the car now smell like pee after soaking the backseat with pee?

Skid marked in Seattle : ( Jenny ): I like your name, it's interesting. Since you get skid marks on your underwear. What type of undies give you the most skid marks, bikini's, thongs, boyshorts? Also do you wear darker color undies to mask the stains?


Pooping survey
Male or Female- Male
Age- 24
Do you poop in public bathrooms and if so what was your last experience like?
I try not to unless I really have too. The last time I went in a public bathroom was at a Longhorn steak house. I had to poop so bad and was worried I couldn't hold it. I went into the bathroom and let out a poop about 2.5 inches thick and 12 inches long. It was such a relief.
Have you had to poop at work recently? Explain?
Yeah. I usually feel more comfortable at work and go whenever I get the urge.
Have you ever pooped in a plane bathroom? What was it like?
No
What is the average amount of wipes for you?
About 5.
Are your poops very smelly?
I'd say smelly but not too bad.
Have you ever gotten skid marks in your underwear?
Yes
Have you ever witness a person of the opposite sex poop before? Explain.
Yes. I was seeing a girl. She was very open. Well she let me sit with her once or twice when she was pooping. All I remember is her poops never really smelled that bad.


Maria
I have been hiking in the mountains for one week. At night I have stayed at those unmanned cabins for hikers. At one of the cabins the outhouse toilet (long drop type) was completely full! Smelling and dirty. Nobody liked to use it. Everyone went to take care of business somewhere in the surroundings. A bit entertaining to observe people of all kinds, men and women, young and old, having to lurk away and try to hide behind a sufficient big stone. Impossible to maintain privacy. I have never before seen adult men squatting with bare bums. Amusing. Seems very childish. Everyone complained about the full toilet but nobody mentioned the alternative.


Jemma

holiday to Palma, continued ...

Hey
Thanks to JOHN and Brandon T :)

Sorry took so long to reply been a busy lady.
So on arriving in Palma we headed to the hotel and unpacked then went out for the evening.
Day 2, We were in the pool when i felt the need for my first urgent poo of the day and as our room was on the 8th floor quite a way away i just headed to the loos by the pool. They were ok , wet and a strong smell of bleach but this poo was wanting out.
I took a loo and pulled my red bikini bottoms down and plopped myself on the seat.
I got comfy and my plops came out... I had 10 plops in quick succession, wiped 6 times and flushed, washing my hands and headed back to my sunlounger.
That was the only poo i had in the day, & that evening, just after i'd eaten a lovely pizza in a nice restaurant, i needed my next poo.
This time i went in their loo at the restaurant and this poo consisted of 6 plops initially followed by a further 6 after that.
Day 3 - i didn't poo at all!
Day 4 - still didn't poo!
Day 5 - We went to the beach, and it wasn't long after we arrived i needed
A poo, so i headed to the public loos a bit of a walk away and entered a queue. A few mins later i entered a loo where another female just had a smelly poo, i added to the smell as soon as i sat down and this poo consisted of a load of light brown curly banana shaped small plops. 16 fell out of my butt in like 10 seconds!! I felt like i hadn't finished and a further 8 plops fell out my butt in quick succession followed by a wet fart, then again i hadn't felt done, and a final 7 plops fell out my butt at a rapid pace once again. I wiped my messy butt 8 times and headed back to the girls after that huge poo!
I didn't poo again that day or the next,
Day 7, we headed back to the airport where i had my last poo of the holiday, this one was small, only 7 plops in quick succession and that was it. Was a great holiday! Love spending time with my girls.
More soon
Love J xx


Anna
I'm a little bored today and have nothing much to tell, so here are my answers to two surveys.

Male or Female- female
Age- 21
Do you poop in public bathrooms and if so what was your last experience like?
Yes I poop on public toilets. Last time I needed to was on Friday at a Starbucks where there are single-occupancy bathrooms. There is not much to tell. The place was pretty empty, so I did not have to wait or anything. I went in, did my business and was out in about five minutes.
Have you had to poop at work recently? Explain?
I a a university student and I don't have a job at the moment.
Have you ever pooped in a plane bathroom? What was it like?
Yes, more than once. I find it very uncomfortable.
What is the average amount of wipes for you?
Maybe five to ten.
Are your poops very smelly?
Sometimes.
Have you ever gotten skid marks in your underwear?
Yes.
Have you ever witness a person of the opposite sex poop before? Explain.
Not really. Once or twice I have seen guys squat outdoors and I assume they had to do a number two. But I didn't really see them poop.

Jenny's survey:

How long do you go without having skidmarks in your underwear ?
I don't really know as I don't pay too much attention to this. Most days I think my panties look pretty clean.
Do you skid marks wash off clean or do they stay stained even after being cleaned?
The lighter ones will kinda stain over time, that's when I usually throw them out, since that is pretty gross.
Do you ever get skidmark when you don't poop?
I have no idea.

Jenny, that was a fun story about the bathroom at your work. I'd love to hear more about it. Are all the ladies there just as laid back about using it as you are?


Abbie

Latest story

Hi everyone, since my last post my constipation hasn't exactly improved much unfortunately. As usual I've just gone 3 days without getting an urge to open my bowels, day 4 was yesterday and I felt a bit bloated so thought I should try to have a poo, I was just lazing around with my friend Katie again, she was planning to sleep over at my house last night. We were watching telly and I rubbed my belly, Katie said "Are you OK Abs?" and I replied "Yeah, its just I haven't been for a poo in 3 days and my bellys hurting a bit now!"
"Well if it makes you feel any better I'm still struggling too, I haven't been for 3 days as well and I know I should have gone by now, but I haven't been feeling like I need a poo which is really annoying. I actually spent ages on the loo after breakfast but I just couldn't get anything out, to be honest I think I've got another massive fat one stuck up my bum again!"
"Sounds like I've got pretty much the same problem, I tried to have a poo this morning as well but I just couldn't go, I was on the loo for ever so I know what you mean!" I said. A few minutes later I had an idea, I've tried this in the past when I've been constipated and it sometimes helps.
"I've got an idea, we need to go to the kitchen," I said. When we got there I said, "Right, lets drink some water and eat some fruit and stuff and see if that makes us need a poo, its worked for me in the past!" We drank a few glasses of water and then ate some dates and apples. "Well I'm certainly going to need a wee soon after all that water!" giggled Katie. Sure enough about half an hour later I had a strong urge to empty my bladder, I said "Right, I need the loo, I'm bursting for a wee!" and we both went upstairs to my ensuite. I went over to the toilet, lifted my skirt and dropped my green flowery pants before lowering myself onto the seat, straight away I started weeing a strong stream. I could see Katie squirming about, she was sitting on the floor opposite me, she said, "I really need a wee too, please hurry, I'm desperate!!" My stream was slowing down, I said "I'm almost done, I won't be a sec!" and a few seconds later it dribbled to a stop. As I quickly wiped my front and pulled up my pants Katie hiked up her dress and pulled down her orange spotty pants, she sat down and I heard the floodgates open as she started to have a wee and whats more she moaned with relief.
"God, that was close, I was just about to wee my knickers!" she said, as a strong stream continued down into the bowl, it went on for ages!! As it finally dribbled to a stop Katie said, "I'm gonna see if I can have a poo now!" I saw her face wrinkling up and I realised she was pushing, after straining for a while she said "Its still not budging, I'll try again before bed I think. Do you need a poo yet Abs?"
"Hopefully I will after I've eaten," I said. We watched telly for a bit longer and then had our tea. We decided to get ready for bed so we went back up to my room, I was starting to feel an urge for a poo so I hoped I'd manage to go.
"I'm starting to want a poo now," I said, "What about you?"
Katie rubbed her belly and said "Yeah, I'm getting a few twinges, I'm gonna put my nightie on and then go on the loo, unless you want to go first?"
"No, its OK, you go for it, I don't think its ready to come out just yet," I replied.
I took off my top and skirt and walked over to my chest of drawers in just my bra and pants as I needed a clean nightie, I could feel that my pants had gone up my bum a bit, there wasn't much point pulling them out as I knew they'd be back up there a few minutes later. By now Katie was just in her underwear too, her belly looked a bit bloated and as she turned to rummage in her bag I could see that her pants were stuck up her bum as well! We took our bras off and put our nighties on, Katie said "Right, I'm gonna try to have a poo again now, wish me luck!" and went into my ensuite. She lifted her nightie and lowered her pants and then sat on the loo, she started off by weeing for a few seconds and then her stream dribbled to a stop. I could tell she was bearing down as she pushed her lips together and screwed up her face, and after she'd finished pushing she grunted as well, after a few minutes of that she had gone quite red and was looking a bit hot and bothered.
"Are you OK, Katie?" I asked anxiously, by now she'd been straining for 5 minutes with no success.
"I still can't push more than the tip out of my bum, it's a massive fat hard one as usual," she panted.
She strained for a bit longer and then shook her head and said, "Do you want to go now, I'll try again in a bit!"
"Thanks, I really want a poo now so I hope I'll be able to go, I know mine's gonna be a huge one as well," I said, as Katie stood up and pulled up her pants. I dropped my pants and sat on the warm seat, I weed for a bit and then took a deep breath and bore down really hard, I knew I was pulling a face and would be going red pretty soon but I just wanted to get this massive poo out. I could feel the tip of a log starting to poke out after a couple of minutes of straining, it was rock hard and knobbly and was really stretching my bumhole as it was so fat. I reached round behind myself and pulled my bum cheeks apart as I kept on pushing really hard, I was panting and grunting like crazy but I didn't want to have to give up before I'd managed to pass this massive log. After another few minutes of hard pushing and grunting I could feel the widest part had passed through my bum and shortly after a rock hard log dropped into the bowl, making a really loud plop, I moaned with relief and Katie said "Wow, I bet your glad thats out!" and I smiled weakly. I pushed out 2 more poos although they needed less effort, and then wiped my bottom before pulling up my pants and flushing.
"Right, I actually feel like I want a poo now, so hopefully that'll help," said Katie, pulling her pants down again and sitting on the toilet.
She started to bear down again and I said "Just push as hard as you can, that's how I got mine out, don't worry about making noises and stuff, its only me here, its not like your in public or anything!" Katie nodded and I could tell she was doing a really hard push, she kept up the pressure for as long as possible and then did a loud grunt and straight away pushed again, I realised that the log would probably be getting sucked back up her bum so she needed to try to keep up the pressure. After another 5 minutes of straining and grunting Katie paused, she'd gone bright red from all the pushing. She said "Well at least its not going back up my bum any more when I stop pushing, but its got stuck now, it won't budge at all!"
"Try pulling your bum cheeks apart as you push, that usually helps when my poo's got stuck half way out," I said.
"Yeah, I'm gonna do that next, I just need a break for a sec, I'm shattered!!"
After a couple of minutes Katie said, "Right, here goes," and she started to bear down again, reaching around behind herself and pulling her bum cheeks apart as she did so. She did another grunt and then pushed again, I really hoped that she would be able to get the log moving again, I hate it when I've got a massive poo stuck half way out of my bum like that!" After a few more big pushes Katie panted, "Its coming, I think the fattest part's out now, it shouldn't be much longer," and after another few pushes she moaned as I heard the log plop down into the bowl.
"Thank God that's out, I thought it was going to be stuck in my bum forever," Katie said.
"Are you done or do you need to do some more?" I asked.
"I think theres at least one more up there, I just hope it's a bit easier to push this one out!" Katie said, I could tell from her voice that she had started pushing again.
"Yeah, this ones coming quite easily, thank God," Katie panted as she kept on straining, although I could tell she wasn't having to push as hard. After a few more pushes I heard another plop.
"Right, I'm done now," Katie said, taking some loo paper and wiping her bottom. She pulled up her pants, flushed the toilet and washed her hands. We both went back to lie on our beds and recover from our constipation ordeal, at least we'd eventually managed to have a poo! Hope you liked this story, will try to post again soon, bye for now!!


Catherine

Responses and a Dream

Skid Marked in Seattle (Jenny): Thank you so much for your kind words! Yes, regularity is a blessing!!! But I hate that I struggle with irregularity in my posts. Life with two girls is an adventure. I love it but I am learning to live with a little less "me" time to do things I love, which includes posting on this website. However, the kind words help me to make time to write!

You sound pretty regular too! I would love to hear more about you. The only thing that I can't relate to are the skid marks. I've never been comfortable wearing thongs or any panties that ride up my crack. Too, I use Charmin wet wipes and soft toilet paper. But, I am not trying to sound snobbish - anyone who has pooped their pants like I have need not sound like they are on a high horse! However, I am sure that many people have skids from time to time. Hope you are well!

Lindsey: I enjoyed your post! Welcome! I hated to read about Grace. It sounds like she was uncomfortable to go to the bathroom with Ryan present. It seems like some people would rather risk an accident instead of using the toilet. But what's worse? For someone you are trying to impress to know that you have to poop or for you to actually poop your pants in front of someone you are trying to impress?

I hope to hear more from you soon. Please let me know what you think of my dream.

Adrian: Thank you. Alan made two trips to the toilet for diarrhea and he was fine. This bug was different in that none of us really felt bad except for the diarrhea, which subsided after several hours. We had our appetites and energy. But the fact that we had it at different times makes me think it was a bug rather than something we ate. Hope you are well!

I woke up from a dream Sunday morning that I thought was really weird. I am one that does not put a lot of stock into dreams. Mine are normally pretty vague and I don't pay attention. This one was really vivid, clear and left me feeling exhilarated.

I dreamt that I had to take a major dump. I was in public, in a navy business suit, with a skirt (not pants) and I was wearing heals. I remember that my hair was down so I was in some kind of executive situation in an upscale location. I walked into the bathroom, which smelled very clean, with sinks, nice benches, whatever. Then there was another door that opened up into the toilets.

Now this is where it gets a little weird. The restroom was really clean, but smelled like a mixture of air freshener and poop. However, there were no stalls, just rows of toilets on either side of the wall. And, here's the clencher, both men and women were using the toilets! And, in the dream, I was not taken aback by the fact that there were no stalls around the toilets. Nor was I taken aback by the fact that it was a unisex bathroom. There were men in suits and some business casual using the toilet. There were women with pants down, some with skirts draping over the toilet. I remember taking an empty toilet seat and sitting down and I really felt the huge mass of poop evacuating during the dream.

And that's when I woke up. It was a weird dream. Now, it was not one of those dreams where you wake up and you've had an accident. I've actually never had that happen.

However, after that, I've had this strange desire to use a unisex bathroom. I mean, every time I think about it I really think that I want to do this at some point in my life.

I don't know why I've dreamed it, accept that recently a lot of people have been talking about transgender discrimination and such. I am pretty liberal on this subject. I guess I am tired of hearing people act out of fear and ignorance. Also, I wonder if it has to do with the fact that Alan and I are using the bathroom in front of each other and that we are more comfortable doing so. Isn't that normal for couples to use the bathroom in front of each other, especially to pee?

Do any of you have any idea what this means?

I am always indebted to you for your responses and advice!

Love to all!

Catherine!


Carin

Answers & Survey

to Slice: I'm 15. Thank you for the advice.

to Michael: Have I ever been walked in on while on the toilet doing #1 or #2? Yes, its happened several times at my school and at the mall. So many of the door latches are busted off. In all but one case, I had a loose-fitting dress on so other than space there wasn't a large amount of privacy lost.

my answers to the pooping survey posted:
Female
Age 15
Do you poop in public bathrooms and if so what was your last experience like?
It was just yesterday. I was caring for an 8-year-old and we were riding our bikes several blocks from her apartment. We stopped at DQ for ice cream. She used the bathroom there, but I didn't need to. But as we continued our ride to the park and had a hill to navigate that didn't have a paved path, my crap came knocking. I held it until we got to the park. I immediately went to the bathroom building. One toilet, out in the open without any privacy walls or door. One mother was on the stool, with like three children waiting in line. It was very humid in the room, since there was no entry door, there were a thousand flies, and the stench could be smelled outside. But when there is no alternative, I just try to get it over with as fast as possible. I don't think I was seated for more than a minute. My crap was soft, so it took me two wipes, and when I pulled the final piece of toilet paper off the roll I felt sorry for the two younger standing in front of me and waiting to go next.
Have you ever had to poop at work recently? I only work part-time and that's babysitting.
Have you ever pooped in a plane bathroom? What was it like?
I've pooped at airports a few time, but never in a plane bathroom. I believe I've tried twice, but being bounced around and knowing that there's a long line outside that door waiting for the seat gets frustrating for me and I just give up.
What is the average number of wipes for you?
It depends on how soft my crap is. Probably three or four, at most.
Are your poop very smelly?
The soft ones tend to me more smelly. At home, I will stand and flush immediately after the poop. Then I sit back down and wipe. Also, sometimes an additional piece will also come out. I don't do that in public places unless I'm concerned that the toilet is going to clog.
Have you ever gotten skid marks in your underwear?
Usually only at school and often when I'm trying to squeeze a crap in between classes. The tardy bells catch up with me.
Have you ever witnessed a person of the opposite sex poop before? Explain.
A few times when I've been child sitting young boys when we're out at places such as swimming or at the movies. I'm not about the let a 4 or 5 year old go into a large mens rooms alone. And I know the parents agree with me on that.


Victoria B.

Replies

Hey!
I somehow found a few minutes to spend here in the midst of a busy day. I only have time for a few responses, so here goes!

To Anna: Yeah, that was a reason. It wouldn't have mattered that night because the women's room had only the one toilet, but I'm a lot more low-key about bathroom-related stuff when I'm in public. That might be part of what brings me here!

To Rochelle: An occasional clog is a small price to pay for such a cool toilet and presumably bathroom as well. I'd love to read any story you might have about using it!

Love,
Victoria


Adrian
JOHN B. I'm delighted to hear that the results of your biopsy have come back and everything's clear. It must have been an anxious few weeks for you but it's just as well those checking the screened samples were thorough and keen to follow up on anything they weren't completely sure about. Take care.

Jennifer G. Thanks for sharing your deliberate car seat wetting and I'm glad you enjoyed it. After you've done it a few times though I suspect the seat might whiff a bit. Have you got a spray or anything you could use to clean it with?


toilet car

Jennifer

Jennifer, I enjoyed your car pee story! I'm glad to see someone else here likes peeing in the car. If you have any questions or need any ideas just ask me. Looking forward to hearing more!


End Stall Em

Differing Toilet Practices

My boyfriend is Spencer. We've known each other for about five years and when I went off to college and he joined his family's business, we became better friends, started dating and now are together much of the time. Since my dorm situation doesn't have as much privacy as his apartment gives us, I find I'm staying over more nights at his place.

Spencer was raised in a large family that is fastidious about using public bathrooms; actually any bathrooms away from home. There are subtle putdowns in the car, at public places like stadiums and arenas about his younger brothers and sisters forgetting to go before leaving home, not being able to regulate themselves (they should concentrate on having their daily bowel movement at home before or after going to school or an activity), and some other issues about germs and such from public bathrooms. A few years ago I wrote about Spencer, who was about 14 at the time cutting lawns and laying sod for the family business that summer in our subdivision, walking over to our house looking like a sweathog (my dad's words) and asking to use our toilet when he had to crap. There are portable toilets nearby at a commercial construction site and there are bathrooms at our neighborhood park that I use quite regularly. Because Spencer was so hot from seven hours in the sun, I got a large bath towel out and after knocking, walked into my bathroom to toss it too him. I couldn't help but seeing that he was sitting on a nest of toilet paper on my toilet. I hardly knew him at the time, but I later started tutoring him at school, then we started going out as friends and.....

As I've been included in some of his family's activities I've been in bathrooms a few times with his mom. She has the same fastidious attitudes. In June we traveled 200 miles to a relative's wedding and his mom corrected his father twice about bypassing rest areas and telling Spencer's ten-year-old sister to hold it until the next town came up and we could stop at a restaurant. I had to urinate too, but at first I found the conversation somewhat amusing, but as my need got more painful I became a little more agitated the final mile or so. We stopped a nice restaurant in a small town. Gyl and I walked across the parking lot rather fast while her mom was much more restrained. All three stalls of the bathroom were vacant. I took the end one. As soon as I latched the door, I knew I should go through the rip-it-off-and-put-TP-over-the-seat routine because Spencer's mom had called me out at the city arena for not doing that. I could hear Gyl tearing the TP off from the first stall and her mom came into the toilet between us. Spencer's mom took the stall between us. I heard her tear off some TP that she used as a handmitt to lift the seat. I could tell from how we dropped her underwear all the way to the floor and how she spread her legs in a v-shape, that she was a straddler. I was surprised how fast her urine stream started and since she's about 6-feet, I understood why the noise of the water was so loud. It continued well past one minute before it started to trail off.

When she flushed with her foot and went out to the sinks, she called out to Gyl about whether Gyl was doing a No. 1 or a No. 2. When Gyl answered No. 1 (I could tell by her voice she was embarrassed by the question and I could just envision her rolling her bright brown eyes too) she was asked how her BM had been that morning. Gyl's answer was a muted "OK, I guess." I finished my activity, flicked the wasted toilet paper into the toilet and then found one large peice had stuck to my inner thigh which I quickly pulled off. I reached down, flushed, and then joined Spencer's mom as she was waiting for Gyl. I didn't envision it would be this bad, but Gyl got a mini-lecture from her mom about washing her hands with hot water, soap and a lot of vigor. This was a bathroom with brown hand towels and Gyl was told that her grandmother prefers the paper hand towels over the handblowers because the towels are larger and work better as covers for toilet seats. Gyl was told that her grandma feels seat-protector papers should be required by the health department for all bathrooms away from home. I want to be respectful to those older than me, of course, but I just don't think the seat papers would be used that much in this day and age.


Annie

Diarrhea before church

Hi all. Right now I'm sitting on the toilet having diarrhea before church and I just finished an egg sandwich less than 20 minutes ago. Hopefully this is the only time I have to go and that there will be no accidents on the way to or in church!


Bianca

Some News

Hi everyone! Once, I overheard people talking in the guys bathroom at work. My friend LeShan said she could hear everything. Another time I heard a fart from the guys bathroom through to the women's while I was in the bathroom. Also, I'd like to make some corrections. When I mentioned a childhood stuffed doll, and said I got her at the flea market, I bought her at a store. Another correction is about the story relating to the mobile home I mentioned with plumbing problems. People were underneath the home, but from what I was told, it wasn't put on jacks. Most likely any noise that resembled anything mechanical was probably a high duty plumbing device atempting to clear a blockage. Also, we have city water, noone here has a septic tank. The workers most likely checked those pipes, too. Congrats on the amazing poop story (whoever that was who wrote it), but too bad your girlfriend resisted giving you your camera for poop photos.


Mina
Sorry I don't post so often. My body condition not so good. But digestive system is OK very much!

I did best motion yesterday morning. My favourite type! It come out slowly but never stop, I can hear when it break up but never feel, I feel like it is one long long long brown sausage which never end. I love!! Yesterday I did two like that type, second one was about 5 minutes after first. I stayed on loo more five minutes, I hoped third one, but when it came it was only little one and after that felt empty. But I thought, can't have everything.

This morning Hisae came our place and crashed onto loo and shout, "this place is PARADISE!" then she made big noise with her bottom. I hope neighbour can't hear.

But I have sad story about Hisae. I tell next time. Don't be worry, Hisae is fine. Only, Mina is bad bad bad girl. Mina hate Mina. (But Kazuko and Maho and Hisae love Mina ... how lovely women they are!!!)

Love,Mina


Fernando

Office bathroom dilemma

Hi guys. I'm a 37 year old good looking Latino guy. I'm 5'11'' tall and weigh 165 pounds. I love to eat and also love pooping. For me it is one of life's greatest pleasures along with sleeping and sex. I eat a lot of ????, beans, and protein and usually poop 2 times a day. One in the morning after breakfast and another after lunch. I'm very regular and my poo tends to be on the soft side, like a 5 in the Bristol Stool scale. When the urge hits I can poop almost anywhere as long as the facilities are clean. I'm a shameless shitter. For me pooping is straightforward and I never feel shame about it. Most of the time I poop at the office. It's a moment of relaxation and intense enjoyment. I usually take my time and spend 15 minutes in the crapper. I don't mind colleagues hearing me fart or identifying me by my shoes. Once I even had a casual chat with a coworker while pooping in a stall while he was at the sinks grooming himself. To give you a little background, I always practice good toilet etiquette. I treat the office restroom as my sanctuary and always leave the toilet in a pristine condition for the next guy, which is the way I would like to find it myself. I always wash my hands with abundant soap. Finally, I always practice the unspoken men rules regarding urinal distance, not talking to strangers, looking straight ahead when peeing, and so on. Now to the point.

Recently I entered a new job and things started to get tricky when it comes to using the bathroom. I work in a small office. There are 4 women and 5 men including me. The men's bathroom is very small. It is a 1 stall 1 urinal 1 sink facility with a locking door.

Since there is a stall, I never lock the door when pooping. Soon the inevitable happened. One day I went to the bathroom to take my leisurely morning dump. I was through mid poop when a coworker opened the door. As soon as he realized I was in the stall he was shocked, quickly closed the door, and left. He obviously identified me by my shoes. I also identified him since he muffled something. He was very embarrassed and somehow I felt bad. I didn't mean to offend him. Why did he act like a pussy? If he needed a pee it would be no big deal to come in and use the urinal. If he wanted to use the stall he could have come later without making such a fuss about noticing a bro in the stall pooping. The rest of the day he acted weirdly. Although we did talk later throughout the day, I felt he was strange. Even a little hostile. As if I had offended him by pooping without locking the door. I simply decided to ignore him.

As the days went by, things returned to normal but I have noticed I'm the only guy in the office who doesn't lock the door. Since then, I'm trying to poop more at home to avoid a potential situation in which someone opens the door while I'm pooping in the stall and is offended. But if I do have to poop at the office I continue with my open door policy. I refuse to lock the door. It's silly and immature. In my opinion, locking the door doesn't make sense since the toilet is already enclosed in a stall and leaving the door open leaves the urinal available for anyone who needs to use it. When we have visiting guys, they never lock the door, at least when taking a leak. Once I needed a pee and went to the bathroom. As I opened the door a visiting guy was at the urinal. Although he looked surprised, he was cool. He said come in. I went to the stall to pee. However, I have not seen a guy pooping in the stall though.

I don't want to offend anyone but eventually it will happen again. It's just a matter of time. So the bottom line is what should I do? Should I lock the door even if it means preventing anyone from using the bathroom for 15 minutes? Or should I poop at home? Or maybe just lock for pooping and not for peeing? Or maybe simply leaving the door open as I do now and not caring what the other guys think? Although it seems trivial I need your opinion. Please share your thoughts. They will be greatly appreciated.

Cheers


Monday, August 08, 2016


Michael W.

Constipated Poop...After School

Hi guys. I have yet another story to tell from back in the day. I have quite a bit of after school poop stories to tell but I only have time for one for today. Here it goes, it was January of 2003, I was a Freshmen in High School. I still lived in the duplex just across the street from the High School. Anyways, school was let out and I was ready to leave bcz I felt a poop brewing in my stomach while I was in Earth Science class. School got out at 3. Walking home from school in the blistering cold and its snowing outside was not a problem with me. Lol. So when I got home the urge to poop went away so I decided to get started on my chores. First I did the dishes and then I did the laundry and folded one load. After I finished my chores, I decided to go to the bathroom and relief myself. I can't have any fun for the rest of the day without doing chores and I can't have any fun until I poop. I had been holding this poop in for like 2 hours. I went in the bathroom, I closed and locked the door, let down my black Adidas gym pants with my boxers and sat on the toilet. I relaxed for the first few minutes cuz I thought I'd let it come out on its own. The only problem was that nothing would come out. So I tried to push and strain and I felt something move from the inside. So I pushed again and the tip of my poop started to poke out very slowly. I grunted and then I pushed again and it started to come out more and more. I had to keep pushing and it hurt my butt to push this poop out bcz it was a very thick one. At that moment it wasn't even out by 2 inches and it felt like it was just about 2 and half inches in diameter. I had to keep pushing and this poop continued to come out slowly but surley. I had to fold up my white T-shirt and I had my left hand on my stomach messaging my aching belly and my right hand was cupping my face. The more I pushed out this very long poop, the mmore it felt like I was pooping metal spikes. I had been sitting on the toilet for quite a while it seemed like. After 45 minutes into my poop and my sister Beth knocked on the bathroom door and said "Who's in the bathroom?" And I said "Slim Shady." She knew it was me. "Are you almost done?" Beth asked. "I'm trying to finish up." I said. Then Beth said "Ok" and went away. So I went back to pushing this poop out. I Remember thinking "Damn this is taking me a while" So I pushed and strained and grunted for 15 more minutes and I was finally done. When I leaned over to look inside the toilet I saw a Polish Sauage looking turd in the toilet. It did not curl inside the toilet bowl. It looked like somebody had jammed the turd into the toilet, that how far down it was and it was sticking up out of the water. I was like "Holy shit." Then I wiped with a coulpe sheets on toilet paper and there was really nothing to wiped. Then I let my Adidas gym pants and boxers up to stand and flush the toilet, then wash my hands and leave the bathroom. All in all, I would say this poop lasted for an hour bcz I went in at 4 o'clock and did not come out unitl 5 ish. So I was in my room chilling and I heard Beth say "Somebody went poop and didn't flush the toilet and its a really big fat log." Seriously it was. I was thinking "Yes, I did." What we didn't know about was that there was something wrong with the toilet. So Beth flushed it and it didn't go down and then she took out the plunger and pushed it down too soon while the water was running and the toilet started to over flow and my poop floated to the top of the toilet. I was like "Wow." My socks were getting wet and we had to grab a bunch of towels to dry the floor. Dad came home a few minutes later and fixed the minor problem with the toilet. And I started to load up the wet towels in the washer down in the basement. Then I changed my socks and started playing my Game Boy Advance. Well, I have go. I'll post again later, till then Happy Pooping.


Slice

To Carin:

I'm guessing that if Baily's mom is working 2 jobs, that money is a bit tight. You might suggest to her that she find someone to talk to about this and see exactly what the ADA requirements are. Because of her size there's a possibility that an aid will be required. If so, it's most likely that it will have to be funded by the school district. Also, if she's having trouble using a regular toilet, there probably needs to be some sort of accommodation for that such using the bathroom in the nurses office (if there is one) along with a stool that would enable her to get on the toilet unaided. She also may need an adaptation to the seat so that she can sit comfortably without the risk of falling in. The reason I suggest a separate place is that it's too likely that there will be kids being kids and hiding the stool an so forth. Again, tread carefully here and not over step your bounds. Also, you sound like a really awesome young lady with a really good head on her shoulders. I hope you don't mind, but how old are you? I'm guessing high school age. Keep up the good work!


Anna from Austria

comments

@Mina Thanks I am sure I will have a great time in Japan. Really looking Forward to my trip. Will fly on the 20th of August.

@Anna To answer your question about the Age. I am 30.

That' it for today.
greetings from Austria

Anna


Patrick

Tomato Season

Cooked (stewed) tomatoes are amazing if combined with the right spices. They never fail, however to send me dashing for the john. And, it's always urgent when it hits. Barely made it before unleashing tomato soup into my boxers.


Jennifer G

Car Pee

Hi everybody!
Well, if anyone is interested, I did it! I actually peed in the back seat of my car. As I had said before, it was something that I had gotten the idea of doing a while ago, and so I finally got the nerve and did it. I actually really liked it, and I'm pretty sure I will do it again. It's definitely different than peeing in a toilet or squatting somewhere! I did pee directly into the seat, just as I had originally planned. I didn't use any protection or anything, so my pee went directly into the seat. It actually made a puddle before it soaked into the seat, but it did manage to soak its way in. It's probably not something I should do very often, but I think it is something I will do on occasion for sure. And when you look at the seat, you really can't tell that someone peed there unless you are really looking for it. I peed there on Saturday by the way, and I'm posting this on Tuesday, so it had plenty of time to dry completely. And as I had mentioned before, the seat is a dark tan color, so you really can't see it if you're not looking for it. I don't know if it would show more if I peed there more times. I guess time will tell! Anyway, I did really like doing it, so I'm sure I will do it at least a few more times. I also really like the idea of doing it, sitting in my car and letting myself pee into the seat. I know I'm probably a dork, but that's okay. I hope there are others here who enjoyed my post. If anyone has anything they would like to respond with, please do. I'm 44 by the way, if anyone wanted to know. Take care!
Jennifer


Sheelee

New school apprehensions

There was a family orientation program recently for Kellen and Darcee and me recently. Our district, due to enrollment changes, has redrafted boundaries for each school and this was a school tour and information program. Kellen, in 3rd grade and Darcee in 1st grade, got to see the school and meet their new teachers.

This is an older school. There are more students than at their former one and the bathrooms seem woefully inadequate to me. In the boys bathroom, Kellen said there were no privacy doors. I went in and checked and don't like the lack of privacy the boys will have. Also, the boys will urinate in a floor-level trough-type urinal that can probably accommodate four boys at most, but there are no privacy blockers available. I'm sure that will allow the urinal trough to be used by more boys if they bunch in closely, but what about the privacy? Last year Kellen had urinals with a side on them that gave him more privacy when he leaned against the front. Each of these bathrooms has a circular fountain for a wash basin. That might help cut down the line so I'm not going to object to that. And there is one other change they are going to have to adjust to. The new school's bathrooms don't have rolled toilet paper available. Rather, there are pre-cut 3x3 inch pieces of toilet paper in a plastic holder on the wall behind each toilet. They probably see that as cheaper and more environmentally friendly, but I'm not so sure.

Unfortunately there is an interim principal first quarter because the real principal is off on family leave. Friends tell me these decisions are made by the board office and I might be overreacting. However, at age 34, I still remember frustrations I had 25 years ago with my schools and especially in junior high with the state of the bathrooms. I still remember feeling humiliated halfway sitting on the toilet because the none of the doors had locks. Anytime I was seated on the stool for a couple of minutes, I could have 2 or 3 others throw the door open on me. I don't know how many times I heard Why don't you give someone else a chance and a few other choice words. Also in each bathroom there were 2 or 3 toilets with no doors at all. The last girls in during each passing period had no choice but to use those.

That's why I get so upset over this. Do you think I'm overreacting?


Traveler

A comment or two

To rb, I saw your post about someone having a pee emergency during a boat ride. Good thing she made it. That was similar to what I had going on. Usually if someone.... An adult like myself or her with normal body functions either almost has a pee accident or does as I did, it's because they don't have access to a restroom & their bladder gets so full they can't hold it.

I also saw Storm Jackson's post about an Aunt having an accident in her car. Those incidents are rare, but when they really have to go, it's very easy for them to wet. On that boat ride, that woman next to me who had just told me she worked in Urology & that It might be better if I just wet, I just relaxed a little & I started wetting myself & I couldn't stop. She just took ahold of my hand & told me it's ok to have an accident & that it can happen to anyone.,Storm Jackson, you did the right thing by telling her it's ok & it happens. A person in that situation needs to hear that. If an adult having a pee emergency does have an accident, they are going to get scared & nervous & probably start crying just like a kid does when they don't make it.


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Miranda great story.

To: Gemma great story about your big poop I bet you felt amazing afterwards.

To: Anna great story it sounds like you both had great poops.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Skid marked in Seattle : ( Jenny )

Stinking up the public restroom

Catherine: congrats on your new marriage! Sounds like you are off to a great start with a great young family. As you get busier with life, I hope you will still check in occasionally, but I'll take your regular posts ( pun intended) as long as you are willing

Anna: loved your latest mall story. I thinks it's funny how you are as embarrassed about pooping in public as I am with my skid marked thongs. I think we are opposite in terms of we okay with and what embarrasses us. I am okay with letting big loads outs in the bathroom with other people near by( in laying my husband ), and you accept dirty underwear as natural. To each there own. This is a great forum, and to some extent we will always be a little embarrassed, maybe a little less with our " on-line forum therapy" . Sometimes a little embarrassment is okay. I thank our interests in this page is not to take anyone too seriously, ourselves included. I'm on the can right now lol and just stuck up the probably the floor as I forgot to turn on the fan. It's my second poop of the day as evidenced by the brown tint of my light pink thong string. Even though we are "anonymous" writing that my face is blushing ( no, not from pushing, I eat mainly vegetables and am usually done pooping in less than 5 minutes easily). I guess long as we are non panicking, embarrassment, like fear on a roller coaster, is fun. Perhaps I needed more blood to my head with the blushing anyway.

Sometimes I hold my poop in when other people are in the bathroom not because I'm embarrassed, but to be courteous to make sure as few people have to smell my ass as possible. However I did not extend that courtesy earlier today. I come across this lady at work who likes to down herself in perfume in the restroom at work over the last few years. I cannot stand her perfume and half the time it makes me choke right in front of her. She never seems to care. Today she was in there doing her normal thing when to had to take a massive coffee dump. I walked in there, pulled up my skirt ( it's hot in Seattle so a little shorter barely professional dress ) and pulled down my pink thong to my ankles (still clean , if it were stained, I would leave up to my knees, sometime higher, which ironically makes it harder to wipe when I bend over ). I guess as a passive aggressive northwesterner, I purposely let it rip loud and hard. It really stunk in there and the perfume lady said on disgust as she left, " it smells on here!!!" Well her perfume is not so great either !!! And I'm sure her poop doesn't stink!!!


Kermit

Toilet training my son continued

Hi all,
I wrote about training my son who has cerebral paresis. In his case sitting on a normal toilet is frightening him and we had to buy and try many toilet seats. In the end we got a quite expensive one from the disabilities store that gives enough support.

To wake his interest we started off by a kind of wood chair with a small gap in the middle and leans on three sides. Unfortunately his CP makes him sit a bit on his lower back and the stream goes quite upwards. So he either sprayed the floor in front of the toilet or we let him pee in a no longer needed baby bottle. Now he likes the normal seat and trusts the safety.

Outside of our flat things are more complicaed and we sitll use pampers since there is often only a handle on a handycaped stall.

Last week we went to a fun park and when my wife needed a bathroom she found the womens restroom very crowded and a handycaped toilet whit poop on the seat. I whish the pooper would have to use such loo him/herself without anything else available. my wife refused peeing and took the next toilet we passed.

The gents toilet had those plastic and waterless urinals without any flush. Are those urinals common in other countries? are there also waterless urinals for women as well?

Kermit


Maria
I have been hiking in the mountains for one week. At night I have stayed at those unmanned cabins for hikers. At one of the cabins the outhouse toilet (long drop type) was completely full! Smelling and dirty. Nobody liked to use it. Everyone went to take care of business somewhere in the surroundings. A bit entertaining to observe people of all kinds, men and women, young and old, having to lurk away and try to hide behind a sufficient big stone. Impossible to maintain privacy. I have never before seen adult men squatting with bare bums. Amusing. Seems very childish. Everyone complained about the full toilet but nobody mentioned the alternative.


Random Girl :3
Hey everyone!!! I have only posted two times on this website so far, but I am already loving it! I have a story about my boyfriend from the other day.
So on Tuesday, I was free from work early and I texted my boyfriend to see what he was up to. He asked me if I wanted to come over and watch a movie at his house, so I changed into a pair of tight jeans and a tank top, and drove over to his place.
When we first met he had already told me that he wasn't into anything sexual and I was kinda glad and accepted him for it. I haven't told him anything about this website or something like that, maybe I will, but we have only been dating for 8 months and I am totally way too shy for that. He's really sweet and I think he really cares about me, but he is very shy with his bathroom habits. When he is at my place he never goes to the loo, I seriously have no idea how he holds it in all the time. I have always been very open about going to the loo with him, and leave the door open a crack when I go. He has never walked in on me or seen me do a poo, although I am pretty sure he has smelled the toxic fumes that I emit from my behind. And I apologize if my grammar is a bit weird, english doesn't happen to be my first language, though I can speak pretty fluently and have been living in California for the majority of my life.
So, back to the story, I came up to his driveway and pressed the doorbell. When he didn't come to the door, I rang the doorbell a couple more times, then texted him to let me in. He apologized and told me he would be a minute. After about 5 minutes, he opened the door and said sorry again, he had been using the toilet. I guessed that he had been doing a poo, since a wee wouldn't have taken so long. It occurred to me that he might suffer from constipation, but I didn't know since I had never been constipated. My mom was the only one in our family to ever have constipation, and our family ate fairly healthy.
We sat on the couch and had cheddar and caramel popcorn with our movie, which was a Saw movie (not sure which one). About 30-40 minutes into the movie, he started to look a bit uncomfortable, and his stomach was gurgling loudly (I could tell because I was snuggled up against him). He was like, "Babe, Ima go use the bathroom, do you wanna keep watching the movie without me? I think I'm gonna take awhile."
I got really excited secretly, and I made up an excuse saying that the movie was too scary to watch without him, and I pulled out my phone and pretended to Tweet something. He went inside the bathroom, which was right next to the living room, and I heard him pull down his shorts and sit down. Now, his house has really thin doors, so I could hear almost every noise that he made.
After about 5 minutes of silence, I heard a soft grunt, kinda like "unnh", but I didn't hear a plop. And then he made a noise like "hunn unnh" same as before but louder. I heard a sigh after, and then "uhnNNNNNNNnn" "pant, pant" "cmon" "hunghnNNNNNngh" "pant" I thought, "He's definitely constipated". He whispered, "cmon you can do it, unnnnNNNN!! NNNNN!!! AHH!! pant, pant, pant" I was kinda turned on by hearing him push, and I was really excited.
He suddenly grunted really loud, like "UNNNNNGHNNMNNMNN oh..nghgod..ngh", and I put away my phone, went over to the door, and gently knocked. "Hun, are you okay in there?" I asked. "Not really...I ...I'm kinda... con..stipnngh.. ated," he said in a strained voice. "Babe, do you want me to be in there with you?" I asked. He hesitated a bit, and then said "Okay,,, it really.. smells ba.. nngh" I opened the door to a slightly pungent smell that wasn't too strong, and my boyfriend was sitting on the toilet, thighs clenched, face red from pushing and embarrassment. I actually thought he looked kinda cute. I left the door open, crossed the bathroom, and perched on the bathtub. I took his hand, which was sweaty, and asked him when he had last gone. He said wednesday, which was 6 days ago, and I felt so bad for him. I said, "Aww, sweetie, does it hurt?" and he nodded slightly. I asked him, "Do you think you can at least push?" I asked, and he said that he would try. He put one hand on the edge of the toilet seat, and his head between his legs, and bore down really hard. He squeezed my hand while pushing, and his face turned red. I watched as a rock hard yellowish turd poked out of his bulging anus, then went back in as he relaxed. "Babe, you can do it. Puuuuuuuuuuuushh!!!" I cheered him on, as he bore down again. As the turd slowly poked out of his anus again, I rubbed his lower back to calm him. "It's almost out." I told him, and he grunted, "HNNNHNMGGHHNNNNNnm" as the thickest part of the log emerged. I switched from rubbing his back to rubbing his stomach, which I noticed was slightly bloated. As I massaged his stomach, he went "OOOOOOooh!! Oh god, that feels good!" and I told him to push. He gave one last big push, and the stubborn turd plopped into the bowl. I watched as he panted and his face slowly returned to its color. "Feeling better now, babe?" I asked, and he blushed and said, "Yeah. Lots." His anus was red and stretched out, and I could tell he was in a lot of pain. He pushed again, and farted "Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Pffffttt..." and blushed. I wiped the sweat off of his forehead with a towel while he took a break. He suddenly moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" and a torrent of fiery liquid poop poured out of his backside. I massaged his stomach as it rushed out of him. Then he groaned and grunted really loud again, like "UUNNGHNNN", and another rock hard poop emerged from his anus. Suddenly, he let go of my hand and pulled his buttcheeks apart with his hands. He squatted on the floor and went, "NNNNNNNNNNNN!!! AHHHHHH!! NNNGHNNNUNNNGHNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!" I watched in a trance as he stood up, sat on the toilet, spread apart his legs, and went, "HNNNNNNGHHHGGGGGNNNN!!!!!" The poop plopped into the toilet, and he released another flood of liquid poop while panting hard. I mopped up his sweat with the towel and kept on rubbing his back. "You're doing great, babe," I assured him. He moaned for another 10 minutes, then when it finally stopped, he sat there breathing hard, eyes watering from the pain. "It's okay babe, it's okay," I told him. "It's almost over." He hunched over all of a sudden, and pushed out a few small sausage shaped turds. Then he pushed even harder, and farted tiny, smelly farts for about 3 minutes.
He said he was finally done, but when he tried to wipe, his butthole was so sore that he couldn't. I took some toilet paper, wetted it with warm water, and gently wiped about 7 or 8 times. He winced each time I did so, and I felt so bad for him that I kissed him quickly on the cheek when he was washing his hands. He seemed super embarrassed, and super tired, so I helped him lie down on the couch, turned on the air, sprayed some conditioner, and sat down on the couch and watched the rest of the Saw movie with his head on my lap.
After it was over, I told him I had to use the bathroom, and he surprisingly asked if he could watch. I agreed, and he followed me to the toilet. I pulled down my jeans and pink thong, and sat down on the toilet. I weed for about 20 seconds, then felt my poo move down into position. I placed my hands on my thighs, but my boyfriend held my hand, and told me that I looked cute on the loo. I blushed and gave a small push that ended in a grunt. A thick turd poked out of my butt and I grunted once again, like "nnnnnnh!" and it came out even more. The poop snaked around the sides of the toilet, and I bore down and pushed really hard, begging it to come out. It wasn't hard, but the sticky kind of poo. For some reason, my stomach was hurting a lot, and a moan escaped from my mouth. He asked, "Need help?" and I nodded, unsure about what he was about to do. I was surprised when he grabbed my round buttcheeks and spread them apart. I pushed extra hard, like "NNNNNNNNNN!!!!" and he playfully asked, "Having trouble?" as he squeezed my butt. I laughed, and the turd broke and fell out of my butt. I released about 4 more tiny turds, then announced I was done. I let my boyfriend wipe me, and he was gentle as I was and wiped about 2 or 3 times.
We talked and I learned a lot more about his family and why he got constipated a lot and things like that. I asked him if I could help him whenever he got constipated, and he said sure and thanked me for helping him and said sorry for ruining my day. I told him he didnt ruin it and that I got to spend a lot more time with him than usual. I guess this was a bonding experience for us and I hope to see him pooping again some other time.
That was my story for this week. I hope you enjoyed!!


Pooping survey
Male or Female- Male
Age- 24
Do you poop in public bathrooms and if so what was your last experience like?
I try not to unless I really have too. The last time I went in a public bathroom was at a Longhorn steak house. I had to poop so bad and was worried I couldn't hold it. I went into the bathroom and let out a poop about 2.5 inches thick and 12 inches long. It was such a relief.
Have you had to poop at work recently? Explain?
Yeah. I usually feel more comfortable at work and go whenever I get the urge.
Have you ever pooped in a plane bathroom? What was it like?
No
What is the average amount of wipes for you?
About 5.
Are your poops very smelly?
I'd say smelly but not too bad.
Have you ever gotten skid marks in your underwear?
Yes
Have you ever witness a person of the opposite sex poop before? Explain.
Yes. I was seeing a girl. She was very open. Well she let me sit with her once or twice when she was pooping. All I remember is her poops never really smelled that bad.


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Rochelle
Victoria B,
A toilet fit for a pooping queen it is! The flush doesn't seem all that strong but it performs well. I probably clog it about once or twice a month so it's not bad. I love it every time I use it!


Skidmarks in Seattle (Jenny)

Another Skid survey, shout outs and stories

Sorry reposted because I accidentally cut something off and I noticed some darn errors due to my iPhone's auto correct :

Anyone skid mark survey:

1)How long do you go without having skidmarks in your underwear ? ( one day a month for me. I am a flex-aterian and eat a lot of vegetables in my diet and poop 2-3 times a day so a good day is when my thongs are minimally stained

2. Do you skid marks wash off clean or do they stay stained even after being cleaned (half the time they come off for me, half the time they just fade leaving a " ghost" skidmark . Both using stain remover

3. Do you ever get skidmark when you don't poop? ( hard to say since I'm so regular. However I swear I do when I run, hike or bike get skids with out doing the dirty poop first


Catherine: congrats on your new marriage! Sounds like you are off to a great start with a great young family. As you get busier with life, I hope you will still check in occasionally, but I'll take your regular posts ( pun intended) as long as you are willing

Anna: loved your latest mall story. I thinks it's funny how you are as embarrassed about pooping in public as I am with my skid marked thongs. I think we are opposite in terms of what we are okay with and what embarrasses us. I am okay with letting big loads outs in the bathroom with other people near by( including my husband ), and you accept having dirty underwear as natural and no big deal. To each there own. This is a great forum, and to some extent, I think we will always be a little embarrassed, but perhaps maybe a little less with our " on-line forum therapy" here. Sometimes a little embarrassment is okay. I th our interests in this page is the urge not to take anyone too seriously, ourselves included. I'm on the can right now lol and I just stunk up the probably the floor as I forgot to turn on the fan. It's my second poop of the day as evidenced by the brown tint of my light pink thong string. Even though we are "anonymous" , writing that is my face blush ( no, not from pushing, I eat mainly vegetables and am usually done pooping in less than 5 minutes easily). I guess long as we are not panicking, embarrassment, like fear on a roller coaster, is fun. Perhaps I needed more blood to my head with the blushing anyway.

Sometimes I hold my poop in when other people are in the bathroom not because I'm embarrassed, but to be courteous to make sure as few people have to smell my ass as possible. However, I did not extend that courtesy earlier today. I come regularly across this lady at work who likes to down herself in perfume in the reatroom over the last few years. I cannot stand her perfume and half the time it makes me choke right in front of her. She never seems to care. Today, she was in there doing her normal thing when to had to take a massive coffee dump. I walked in there, pulled up my skirt ( it's hot in Seattle so a little shorter barely professional dress ) and pulled down my pink thong to my ankles (still clean , if it were stained, I would leave up to my knees, sometime higher, which ironically makes it harder to wipe when I bend over ). I guess as a passive aggressive northwesterner, I purposely let it rip loud and hard. It really stunk in there and the perfume lady said on disgust as she left, " it smells on here!!!" Well her perfume is not so great either !!! And I'm sure her poop doesn't stink!!!


Patrick

childhood memories

My mom was a big 'milk of magnesia' fan as I was growing up. My brother (who is one year older than me) would get dosed fairly frequently to "keep us regular". My brother, though, never seemed to make it to the toilet in time. He'd get pre-occupied with playing outside & then just crap his pants. My dad was convinced that my brother was doing this on purpose, so he set an ultimatum that the next time it happened, he would get the belt. Oh, how many times I'd go into the bathroom to find my brother standing there buck naked with a red ass, washing out his briefs. Of course, as many spankings as he caused me to endure for other reasons, I found it to be hilarious. I'm not sure that my mother or father really ever associated the milk of magnesia with my brother's issues ... as mom always claimed that it would help settle the stomach.




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