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Samantha
Hi everyone my cousin Anna J told me about this site. I am 9 years old brown hair about 5'0. So today I left school to go camping. Were camping until Friday for April Vacation. Today we wer on the road for about 3 hours and we didn't stop to use the bathroom so we arrived and our camper was very big. We still had to hook up the plumbing to the septic system below and me and my sister Lily who is 7 needed to poop so I took her with me to the bathroom just a couple of dirt roads walk to it and there was just one girls room like a doctors office bathroom. So me and my sister walk in and she lowers her pants and undies to her ankles and plops down she lets out a wet fart and a 4" poop plopped in. She let out a few more farts and poops and we left. But I forgot to go so me and my sister looked for somewhere outside to poop. My mom met up with us and my sister went back to the camper. Me and my mom searched for a spot and we found a river stream far from a road. My mom and I sat on this freshley cut down tree stump with our pants at our ankles facing the river. My mom pushed and let out a stream of diaheria. She kept pooping and I couldn't poop. My sister and my dad left to go to the store and my dad hooked up the plumbing so my mom had me take off everything and she had me get up on my toes and push. I let out a loud grunt and let out 2 big turds.


Michael W.

My Cousin Kayla

Hi guys. Its been a while since I posted on here. I'm back to share another story from back in the day. Here it goes. It was April of 1999. Me and my older bro Josh were at our Mom's house spending our Spring Break. My mom still lived on Virginia Avenue at the time. My cousin Kayla was also with us. My older sister Jeannea was at her Aunt Misty's house. Anyways, two days before me and my older bro got to go back home at our dad's house, my cousin Kayla was sick. I think she had a 24 hour bug. I remember that me, my Mom, Josh, Matt, and Kayla were at our Grandpa Ron's house watching "Ghost." Grandpa Ron was in the hospital cuz he was having health problems and my step dad Ron went there to go see him. While we watched the movie Kayla was running back and forth to the bathroom. I wasn't paying attention, I was just watching the movie. When the movie was over Ron came back from the hospital and told us that Grandpa Ron was gonna be okay and then we went back to my mom's house. I remember sitting in the car with Kayla on the back. "I'm sick, I've been having diarrhea, and I feel like barfing." I was like "I hope your gonna be okay." She was like "I don't think so." So we get back to the house and Kayla went straight to the bathroom. She was in there for 15 minutes I think. Me, my step bro Matt, and Josh were watching Ron playing "Tomb Raider III" on the Sony Play Station. Kayla ran back and forth to the bathroom. When I had to get up and go pee I noticed Kayla came out. I remember her saying "Every time I go poop it burns." Kayla only told me that she was sick. She didn't tell anyone else about it. I think she may have been embarrassed. I was like "Did you tell anybody?" She shook her head. Then I asked her "Did you throw up?" She said "No." Then I told Matt and he thought it would have been a good idea to tell one of the grown ups. Kayla was like "Please don't tell." Me and Matt were like "Okay." So later on that evening Kayla got kind of hungry and decided to have carrots and dip. I was doing house chores. After her lil snack she went straight to bed. Later on that night, me and Matt stayed up and played video games. Kayla got up in the middle of the night before me and Matt decided to go to bed. Kayla looked like she was dizzy and out of it. "Could one of you turn the light on please?" she asked. So I turned on the kitchen light and then she returned to the bathroom. She had the door opened. She lifted up the toilet seat and throw up into the toilet. Matt freaked out. He was like "Dad, Anna, Kayla threw up." So my mom comes out of the room and saw what had just happened. Luckily there was no mess in the bathroom. So she gave Kayla some medicine to settle her stomach. And then she went back to bed. I felt bad for Kayla. I hoped that she was okay. The next day Kayla was better. Me, Matt, and Kayla all laughed about it. Josh missed it. Later on that day before Kayla went home she chased me around the yard outside acting like she was going to throw up on me but she spewed water on me and I got back at her and sprayed her with the hose. Lol. Anyways, that's it for now. I'll post again later. I hope you enjoyed my story.


Anna J
Recently, I was at my grandmother's house. Her and my grandfather are divorced so I was at her house. Me and my mom were watching TV and my grandmother was cooking dinner and I felt the urge to poop which I hadn't since Sunday so I went to the upstairs bathroom because that one had a lock on the door. I put my jeans to my ankles and plopped down. My cousins were screaming and playing in the other room. I let out a silent fart and peed for about 15 seconds. I pushed and let out a thick 6 inch poop that plopped in loudly. I let a big foot long poop after that plopped in very loudly. I wiped about 4 times and went back downstairs

Today I was walked in on. I was at my sister's school waiting to pick her up and I needed to pee. So I went in and sat down some girl about my sisters age ran in with her pants at her ankles ran in saw my vagina and then ran into the other stall and diaherria went all over the floor.

One time I was with my mom her friend and her daughter Hailey who is about 9. We went on a hike and Hailey said that she had to use the bathroom. So we both went together to a spot really hidden in the woods off the trail. She said that she had to let out a lot of poop. I told her I did too. She watched around for anybody passing while I pulled down my pants and squatted she looked at my vagina and asked why I had hair there. I told her puberty. I had finished and she took off her pants and squatted down and let out a big fart. She grunted and diaherria came pouring out of her. We cleaned up and went back.


Imogen

abbie - accidents

Abbie- thanks for your post about having an accident. I know how embarrassing it can be. I often used to find if I was desperate, I'd end up leaking in my pants. I still do from time to time but it was worse at school. Similar to your description, I'd be wanting a wee the whole way home and by the time I got home would often be busting to go. I'd often not be able to help leaking a bit.


Bianca

Friend

Hi people! I once had a friend at the ???? named cZach. Sadly, he passed away while in a coma in his early twenties. He seemed funny, loved Boys 2 Men, etc. I think he was one of those types of guys who crack up at farting, because I sometimes smelled fart while he was around my other friends at the center. I also believe CZach denied it when he farted. When people have talked about his death, I heard something about him passing from diabetes. One of the symptoms of that desease is frequent urination, but maybe some people's presentation of the condition takes different forms. I heard a story of a woman in college that had untreated diabetes, and was found unresponsive, but she was found in time. She too, (from what I could tell from the story) didn't have frequent urination. I know for sure with cZach, he was tired a lot, so maybe in his case, he never knew he had diabetes to begin with, and chocked the tiredness up to not sleeping well.


Natasha
Hello everyone. As I mentioned in my last post, I spent a few days with my cousin Anna. I had a great time, and I've got a few stories to share from my time there. I had to take the train to get to hers and my first story happened at the train station. I got there a bit early and I kinda had to wee. I wasn't sure if the train would have a toilet available, but I thought maybe I could hold it until I got to Anna's if I had to. After a few minutes, I decided to go ahead and wee at the station just in case. You have to pay to even get into the toilets at the station, so I had to find some change first. Then once I did, I found that the toilets were still dirty and smelly. I went into the closest free cubicle, covered the filthy seat with some loo roll, and sat and did my wee. As it turned out, there wasn't a toilet on the train, so I'm kinda glad I went at the station even though the toilets were awful.

Anna came out as a lesbian a few years back, and she actually got married last year. So when I got to hers, I met her wife Lilly. I only mention this because one of my stories involves Lilly. One of the nights I was there, the three of us went for a night out. We didn't get back until late. On the way home, I began to feel the need for a poo. Both Lilly and Anna apparently did too, as Lilly said "When we get home, I need the loo so bad. I've been holding it for hours!" and Anna said "Yeah, me too." I said I did as well, but not as bad. Apparently they both decided to hold in their poo because the toilets were so terrible. They told me it's just two toilets with no cubicle doors, so you're in full view of everyone all the time and there's often no loo roll available either. I never needed the toilet while we were there, so I never saw the situation myself.

We finally made it home and Lilly basically ran to the bathroom. Anna followed close behind. I didn't have to go nearly as bad, so I went to change out of my dress while I waited. Once I had changed, I went to the bathroom and I found the door completely open. Lilly was in the midst of wiping. It was weird seeing her sitting on the loo with her dress all bunched up, trying to wipe without marking her dress with poo. Anna looked like she really had to go. As soon as Lilly finished wiping, flushed and got up to go wash her hands, Anna was already sitting and plopping away. Lilly's poo had already stunk it up pretty good and Anna certainly wasn't helping the situation. And I knew that as soon as Anna was done, I'd be adding to the smell too. Anna sat for maybe ten minutes pooing. At the beginning, she was doing lots of fast plops, but after a bit they were spaced further apart. I was starting to get desperate to go, so I hoped she'd finish soon. Finally, she did, although wiping took a while for her too, because she had she same problem Lilly did of trying not to mark her dress. She flushed and went to the sink and then I sat down. I did three or four long poos that came to rest in the toilet with hardly any noise. It was a fairly clean poo too, I only needed to wipe five times.

My last story involves just Anna. She and I went to the shopping centre together and ate lunch while we were there. Later on, I got hit by a huge urge to poo that came from nowhere. I told Anna I needed the loo and she said she kinda had to go as well. So we went to find the toilets. This was a smaller toilet block and it had just two cubicles. She took one and I took the other. I figured she just had to wee and I was right. I sat down and basically exploded into the toilet. Something I ate must not have agreed with me. I had a bad stomach and I was farting a lot and having a loose poo it stunk really really bad. It wasn't diarrhoea, but it was close. Anna couldn't help but laugh and, because we were alone in the toilets, teased me a bit about how bad it smelled, asking what I ate. I was embarrassed, but I knew she said it to try and be funny, not to be mean. I tried flushing while I was still pooing to help with the smell. It helped some, but soon the smell was back in full force. Anna left as soon as she had finished her wee and said she'd wait for me out in the fresh air. A couple of times, I thought I had finished, but I had more to poo out. I flushed a second time because the smell was too much. I had three places where I thought I was finished, but a bit later I was pooing again. I pooed a tonne, but I guess my body got out everything it needed to. Finally, after what seemed like ages, I really was done. I had to wipe a lot, both because it was such a messy poo, but also because this shopping centre has probably the worst, most worthless loo roll I've ever seen. If I had any tissues on me, I would've used those, as they'd clean my bum better! I eventually finished up and flushed everything down and really thoroughly washed my hands before rejoining Anna. I apologized for taking so long and she said it was no problem. She said that she hoped I hadn't been too bothered by her poking fun at me earlier. I told her I wasn't, I knew it was in good fun, but I'm sure she could tell I was embarrassed.

Alright, well, that's all I have for now. Hope you enjoyed. I'll try and post again soon. Bye for now!


K
To Braidy: I appreciate your reply to my female peeing question. I was just curios because it seems like I have seen wet toilet seats like that before but only in certain houses so it would seem specific to certain women so it made me wonder. It's interesting that you mention your sometimes strong streams because I actually stopped at a roadside rest area a few weeks ago. It was just a building with mens and womens rooms. The doors to each room were left open and you had to meander into them so you couldn't actually see into the bathrooms from the vestibule area. I took a toilet in the mens room for about 10 minutes to poop and the whole place was empty and silent. Over the next few minutes I heard 3 different women walk into the womens room and lock their stalls. The first lady's pee stream was quite loud and powerful compared to the other 2 women and I thought that was very interesting. Maybe she was just holding in a lot more than the rest. I didn't think it was gross or anything. It just made me wonder. Thanks again!


Sonya Sue

A school without toilet paper

I go to one of the largest high schools in our state. Since I'm involved in a lot of clubs and activities, sometimes set building and play practice will last as late as 9 p.m. So many days I'm in school from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m. That means I will use the bathrooms there 5 or 6 times a day. Sometimes more if I'm constipated or its that time of month. Well, just about a year ago we were in our last hour of play practice. I was across from our theater and on the toilet trying to get my bowels going after a two-day stop up. The student director yelled into the door that my last scene was up and everyone was waiting. So I pulled up my underwear and jeans and ran onto the stage.

An hour later we turned out the lights and I returned home. I hit the bed in my clothing and the alarm woke me up at 6:30 a.m. I thought F###! I hadn't gotten to any of my homework, I had a mandatory club meeting in a half hour, so I halfway put myself together in fresh clothes and with a stop off for drive-thru coffee, I was hopeful that I would be able to crap right after my club meeting. With about 10 minutes left before class, I tried two bathrooms on two levels of our building. The lines were too long. Now I was starting to hold my crap in. I knew I had to get onto a toilet pretty fast, but the test I hadn't studied for took all of 1st hour.

I think the dismissal bell was still ringing when I ran out of the room directly across the hall to the bathroom. As soon as I entered, I saw all stall doors were closed, legs under them, and again I thought F###.
Then I noticed right behind me. The end stall was open. It didn't have a door, but I knew it was my only chance. I didn't even take off my book bag. I pulled down my jeans, green undies, and maybe a second before my butt connected with the seat, the slide began. I found it strange that I needed very little push. Thick, soft and heavy was the way I felt after it exited.

Between my legs I could see the end. It was well formed, sticking out from the water. By moving back on the toilet I could see more of the monster's size. I could still feel a little more in me. I pushed a little and a clop of softer poo fell onto the main event. The bell rang and 10 or so other girls went running out to class. One I recognized from my 2nd hour and I asked her to tell our teacher that I was going to be late. I knew this wiping job was going to be a challenge. I looked to the right. No toilet paper. So I stood, took a look at my accomplishment in the toilet, and with my jeans at my knees, I went next door. The door was open. No toilet paper either. I repeated that 15 times on both sides of the aisle. No toilet paper. Yellow pee in many of the toilets. Didn't anyone else flush? Was I the lone crapper?

As I was moving toward the sink end of the room, a girl came in fast, slammed a door shut and I could hear her pee erupt. All the sinks had the electric hand dryers. No paper towel holder. The girl came out to wash her hands and I told her what the problem was. I was surprised she already knew about it. After she dried her hands, I told her I was thinking about sacrificing my undies, wiping with them, and then just tossing them out. Then she suggested something that made me look stupid because I hadn't thought of it. Grab some paper from my book bag. So I took it off, went into a stall, seated myself, and I used sheets of lined paper to clean myself with. It was rough on myself as I wiped from front to back. I think I used nine sheets. It was good quality, but the coating on it was such that the mess would fall off. It was so rough that by the last wipe I could feel pain and could see a little blood from my irritated skin.

I met with my teacher right after class and told her what happened. She said there would be more situations that day. The company that supplies the schools had problems of some sort in getting supplies to the schools. My mom said a talk radio station spent time on it and that our school district didn't come out of it looking very good. Later that day, students were allowed to go out to the stadium to go to the bathroom because those were the only toilets that had toilet paper left.


Abbie

Still improving....

Hi everyone, thought I'd do a quick post as I have some spare time at the moment.
Imogen- I do sometimes dribble in my knickers as well, for some reason I've always been a bit prone to holding on too long before I go for a wee or a poo. My problems with holding in my poo and getting constipated definitely started when I went to secondary school, as the girls loos there were just so gross. When I was at primary school the loos were much nicer and I was fine about using them whenever I wanted a poo, normally I would start to feel the urge mid to late morning and would be getting quite desperate for a poo by the start of lunch break. As soon as we stopped for lunch I would go straight on the toilet along with a couple of other girls from my class, most days all 3 of us would have a poo so I never got embarased about being the only one! At my secondary school though the loos were horrendous so I started to keep my poo in, the trouble with that was most days by the time I got home the urge had gone so I just didn't bother going on the toilet. What would then typically happen is a few days later I would start to need a poo in a big way, again I would always feel the urge late morning while I was at school and I knew I'd have to hold it until I got home that evening, which of course would inevitably mean dirty knickers. The problem was that by the time I ended up having a poo it might well have been 3 or 4 days since I last went, by then my poo would be really fat and rock hard and so even though by the time I got home the tip would be poking out in my knickers and making them dirty I would really struggle to push the rest of it out. I'm embarased to admit that I got skidmarks in my knickers alot more when I was in secondary school than when I was at primary school because of not feeling comfortable about having a poo at school. When I was in Year 10 they refurbished some of the girls loos and so I was able to start going for a poo at school again which was a relief, like at primary school I would go on the loo during lunch break and try to have a poo so I wasn't uncomfy in lessons after lunch. My constipation did improve a bit but by then I found it really hard to change the pattern of my bowels so to be honest I've never exactly found it easy to have a poo ever since.
Anyway, I was able to go for a poo again this morning so my constipations definitely getting a bit better. I went to sit on the loo after breakfast, I could feel a tightness in my belly so I was hopeful that if I just took my time and relaxed I'd be able to go. I went into my ensuite, lifted my nightie and dropped my pink flowery pants to my knees before sitting, I had a wee and then stayed put and waited for my poo to come. I did my best to do some deep breathing and keep relaxed, I stayed there about 5 minutes and nothing seemed to be happening so I took a deep breath and bore down. That seemed to stir something and I felt the urge to push again, so I pushed hard and felt a fat log start to poke out of my bum. I relaxed and luckily the log didn't go back up my bum which almost always happens when I'm constipated and then I know I'm in for a really rough time. I did a few more pushes and felt the log moving faster, and suddenly it plopped down into the bowl and I moaned with relief. Another log started to come out, I only had to do some gentle pushes to keep this one coming and after a minute or so it too dropped with a splash. I gave a few more pushes but realised I was empty, so I took some toilet paper and wiped my bottom before pulling up my pants. I washed my hands and went back into my room to get dressed. I looked at my watch and realised I'd just had one of my fastest poos ever as I had been on the loo for 8 minutes, that meant only 3 minutes had been taken up with actually having my poo as I'd just sat and relaxed for the first 5 minutes! When my constipations really bad I can spend 15 or 20 minutes on the loo, hence the vicious cycle I've mentioned before where sometimes at school (or now at uni) I would need a poo but knew I just didn't have enough time to go. It was worst during morning break at school, some days I would be on the loo having a wee and would be trying to stop a log from poking out as I knew I wouldn't have time to finish before having to be back in class. When that happened I would do my best to go back on the toilet right at the start of lunch break so that there would be enough time for me to have a poo before going back to class for afternoon lessons. I guess I wasn't the only one to have this problem, as I only occasionally heard other girls having a poo at breaktime but at the start of lunch break alot more cubicles were occupied by girls needing to open their bowels! Anyway, hope you enjoyed this story, bye for now!!


Uncle Harry

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Braidy

I loved your post about your pee situations. Im always am interested these things. That is my why posts are mostly about peeing, not pooping.

Mr J
Sorry about your situation. I was in a wheelchair once.


Uncle Harry

Grandma

Seven years old again, but its summer now and the public bathrooms are open. My grandma took me for a walk in the park. My sister had a cold, so she stayed home, and my nanny Nora was off that day. Granny lived alone, as my grandpa had passed on. My other gandparents lived out of town, about 150 miles, so I didnt see them too often.

Granny said that she needed to "make wee-wee". She never did get rid of childish terms with me. I thought that I would wait outside while she went into the ladies room, but no. She insisted that I had to come in with her so she could keep an eye on me. I was two years older than I was supposed to be in the ladies room, but in I went with Granny. There were 3 stalls with no doors on them wth 3 women peeing and 1 pooping, and several in line. Some looked at me susspiciosly, but said nothing. Finally it was Grannys turn. She pulled down her pants, bent over the toilet, spread her legs half-way, and let ou her pee, as she always did. After a few minutes she stopped, wiped her pussy, and pulled up her pants. She asked if I needed to pee, which I didnt, so we left.


Friday, April 14, 2017


Anatomy Student

Re: Ben

That's a very interesting story you shared. I haven't met anyone keen to the idea of a buddy dump or being comfy in the nude. Sounds like you've met some really cool people and I think that's really cool.


Mina
Hi everyone, I promised I never forget you. Very busy me at end of March, and I am not so well now, but anyway I post.

I want to say bravo to Molly because you shout to woman who say, clinic smell like zoo. Whole world smell like zoo I think. Why she say such kind of thing about human smell.

I had very nice motion on Monday morning in beige loo with Hisae at wash basin. When I sit on loo, I knew it would be soft one, but I decided to try to do slowly, sometimes when my motion soft, it come out too fast, bururururururu in loo but all finished before I have a time to enjoy. Loo smell like zoo because Hisae did huge soft motion before me but I didn't care, I love Hisae, her smell is fine.

So I open bottom gently, and it come out, plop, plop, and many many. Hisae count! She say, wow Mina you did 41! I look in loo, huge pile of mushy, but if it was 41 they were not so big I think. (But some of them sounded quite big.) I flush and sat down on loo again, but not so much inside me now, I felt bit sad. But I did some little pieces, maybe about 6, so total 47.

Now I think about it and maybe 41 small ones not so bad, because they made 41 nice plop sounds! I like to listen to that sound.

There is new worker in my office, she is Mari and she is very friendly. But first day, she went to loo when I was in next loo, and I heard many heavy plops. She is quite small woman so I surprised! Perhaps it is stress for her to work in new place. I was in loo only for wee and I left while she still there, she came back her desk about 10 minutes later.

I and my friends talk about fart. I don't mind that word but in Japan we have word "o-nara" which sound nice I think. We don't like to do o-nara in panties. Kazuko sometimes do because of a stress. But she never do outside our flat, I think. I do many o-nara in loo when I go for wee. Loo is best place for o-nara, and I did while Mari bomb to next loo with a great power.

Mari go to loo for long time every day last week. My boss don't mind. She say, you work better if your bottom is very empty. She is nice boss!!

I hope everyone is well.

Love from your very own Mina


The Dean

Emily & Molly's Farting Etiquette

My girlfriend Sofia and I have kind of an open policy when it comes to passing gas. I have IBS and she also gets pretty bad gas quite frequently so we usually just let loose whenever we need to alone around each other. Just yesterday when we were sitting on the couch watching TV a bunch of gas hit the bottom of my gut and I just leaned over with my butt aimed away from Sofia and exploded. I immediately got a little embarrassed and got up and fanned the back of my bum while my Sofia just started giggling and waving her hand in front of her face.

We usually will never break wind in public though if we can help it. Just last week we went for Thai food which usually destroys both of our stomachs but we figured it is something we can have every once in a while. The problem is that after we ate we had to get on a subway for about half an hour to get back to her apartment. Right as we both got on we could feel our stomachs starting to gurgle and rumble and we immediately sat down to quench our butt cheeks so that we wouldn't explode in such a small space. We both did sort of a penguin walk and made it up to her apartment and got in and right as I shut the door we both exploded with long booming farts for about five minutes. We both just leaned over the couch standing up lifting a leg with an occasional long five to ten second trumpet like sound booming behind us. It was a little embarrassing but the fact that we were both exploding with gas made it not as embarrassing. The apartment smelled pretty bad but we both felt much better.


Wapiya

traveler's gut

Was just reading my last post. Guess I shouldn't write when too tired to spell correctly.
My bowel is still in an uproar but getting better. It will likely end up getting back to normal about the time I need start my taking my 1st trailer 2,400 miles to N. Idaho. I'm fitting everything into 2 trailers and selling the 3rd one. So, just short of 10K miles before I'm done, and by then my insides will be paying the price again.
I checked out disposable underwear and settled on 2 different ones to try. Got the men's Depends and the Tena one. The Depends seem to be good for peeing in but the pad doesn't go back far enough to handle a wet crap. The Tena underwear will handle my not so solid movements and I'll be taking advantage of rest stops and gas stations as I can.
The driving will suck but, it will be nice to be back in the NW for the rest of my years


Simmee

Crapping in my least favorite bathroom

At my school, which is plenty large, I have a favorite and least favorite bathroom. My favorite I get to use in the morning. Its in the new wing, has nice white seats, privacy doors that match the stall panels, so there's almost total privacy and the seats are the contoured type, which I feel more comfortable sitting on. And there's the sinks which are modern and there's always soap and hot water. So my morning pee is more pleasurable.

Until this past month, my crap came in the morning too. Now it comes at mid-afternoon. I don't know what causes the change of time. In the afternoon because where my classes are at, I have to use my least favorite bathroom. Like 7 of 12 stalls don't have doors. A couple of others have doors, but the latches have been busted off. If I can get a stall with a door, it still sucks because there's a gap of about 1.5 inches on each side between the door and panel. The seats are terribly uncomfortable, old, black type and since the toilet bowls are so old, the water comes right up to the front of the bowl. So no matter how delicately I sit on the seat, my crap chunks are noisy as they splash into the water. And often, the toilet paper is completely gone.

So once last week I signed out of science and walked to the new wing and the nicer bathroom. A hall monitor stopped me and directed me back. However, I took another set of stairs and went around to my favorite bathroom from the other side. Trouble was while I was finishing my crap, the hall monitor walked in on me. I got two detentions. One was for insubordination. I looked up the word and don't feel I acted disrespectful. Mom says I should just let it go and serve my time.

But I'm not so sure. I troubles me.


Karen C. from Cali

Got the Runs from trying "bulletproof coffee"

Hi everyone!

I tried something called "bulletproof coffee" this morning which is supposed to be very good for you, helps your body burn bodyfat for energy and improves memory function and boosts your immune system along with a host of other benefits, but it gave me a bad case of the runs today. It's just black coffee with extra virgin coconut oil and butter melted into it.

I had my bulletproof coffee at around 6am this morning; I made it the prescribed way, but I added creamer and sugar and a bit of cocoa powder to make it taste better. It didn't taste bad, but really rich and fatty. I drank two cups of it and went about my day. I went shopping to get stuff to make Easter baskets for my nieces and nephews, and grandchildren and a couple of my special younger music students.

So, I felt fine when I left the house, then while driving minutes later my guts started rumbling and I knew I'd better find a bathroom quick! I'd already had my usual bowel movements earlier in the morning so this was unusual--I hoped I wasn't coming down with a stomach virus or something. I pulled into a little cafe and went inside to use the bathroom--copious, runny diarrhea but not explosive, then I felt fine. Then I left to proceed to my shopping destination.

Not ten minutes later a wave of nausea came over me while driving. While driving and stopped at a traffic light, no cop cars in sight, I opened my car door and let myself vomit, just one mighty "Hurrrugah" left a big puddle of my bulletproof coffee on the pavement, and I felt instantly relieved at least for the time being.

Got to the store, finished my shopping and on the way to the car I suddenly felt urpy again. Another sudden uncontrollable bout of "Huuurrrugh" caused me to bend over and eject more bulletproof coffee and remnants of last night's rigatoni and garden salad onto the pavement in the parking lot, I threw up twice and had some dry heaves then I felt fine afterwards. Felt diarrhea trying to come on again too, thought of going back in the store and using the restroom but it wasn't that bad so I chanced the trip home.

Made it home and I kid you not, I sat on my throne and let loose with what seemed like a gallon of brown liquid, again, not explosive and it came out with no effort on my part. I think it was all the oil and butter and caffeine in my stomach first thing in the morning--probably should have eaten something first but the directions said bulletproof coffee gives best results when taken without food. Go figure, "bulletproof coffee" my foot! "Diarrhea coffee" would be a better name for the awful concoction.

After I got home I put my shopping bags inside and then sat outside under my shade tree for a little while for fresh air while sipping on cold dill pickle juice from the jar to settle my stomach, then I went inside and brushed my teeth and showered and then removed my makeup and soaked in a hot bath for awhile listening to bossanova jazz via the internet. Got into comfy sweatpants and a teeshirt and made myself a bowl of salty ramen noodles with melted parmesan cheese and a glass of iced tea to soothe my twisted guts, feels better to have something in your stomach after you throw up. No music students scheduled to come over today, so i've the day off, yay!

Soooo, I've been sitting here in my comfy workout clothes assembling Easter baskets all afternoon. Nibbling on melba toast and flat 7-Up to hopefully soak up the rest of the oil in my system. Had a diarrhea feeling several times but nothing would come out. It's the strangest feeling, like I'm about to have a massive explosive diarrhea blowout but when I sit on the pot nothing comes out, not even air! My guts just twist and churn but nothing comes out! Weird! Might go get a burger later and see if that helps.

No more bulletproof coffee for me! Happy Easter everyone!


Imogen

abbie - accidents

Abbie- thanks for your post about having an accident. I know how embarrassing it can be. I often used to find if I was desperate, I'd end up leaking in my pants. I still do from time to time but it was worse at school. Similar to your description, I'd be wanting a wee the whole way home and by the time I got home would often be busting to go. I'd often not be able to help leaking a bit.


Victoria B.

A few responses

To K: I'm 100% in favor of the contoured, elongated seat. I tend to sit as far back as I can on the toilet because it's more comfortable for me and that might have something to with my being on the tall side for a woman. I really lucked out when my landlord got the toilet for so cheap; he probably wouldn't have installed it here if he even had to pay half price for it! My roommates appreciate it as much as I do and at the very minimum it makes for a good conversation starter with someone who's just seen it for the first time. It's a black Toto two-piece and I love it!

To Mina: Good to see you back! 47 plops is quite a feet and it sounds like your new co-worker isn't exactly shy about the needs of her body either-good for her! Your boss is right; everyone functions better when they're given enough time to empty a full bottom.

To all: it's time for late-semester crunch mode. I'm still here, but I'll be pretty busy with school for the next month. That's not to say I won't sneak in a few posts if I get the chance!

Love, Victoria


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Mina as always another great story and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Kamdyn great story.

To: Abbie as always another great story about you and your friends.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Mark

Rude Experience

Haven't posted for a while, but something happened the other day that I wanted to share. I've posted before that I don't like using public toilets for #2, but i've been trying to be a bit more comfortable with it so I don't have to hold it in as much, since.. it can get pretty uncomfortable doing that.

So the other day I was coming home from shopping and I had been feeling the urge for the last half hour, so I figured I would try and go in public. I went into one of the toilets at the mall, the 4 cubicles were all empty which was nice. I wiped the seat and sat down, farting a bit. I shifted and tried to get comfortable.

Someone walked in and peed and left and I had still only farted a couple of times, but I could feel it coming. I put my hand on my thigh and quietly pushed. I could hear a voice and someone else walked in and went to pee, he was talking on the phone. I tried to be quiet, but it had already started coming out and i gasped quietly to myself. At that moment, the first log plopped into the toilet and I farted loudly after it, which made me go a bit red.

There was a moment's silence, and then I heard the man on the phone laugh and say to whoever he was talking to, "Sorry, someone's having a massive shit." I felt myself go crimson as he laughed again. I stayed sitting there until he walked back out and more started to come out, all in all about 4 or 5 fairly big ones. Of course, the farts quietened down a lot after he left, typically.

I just thought it was really rude of him to say that, like.. it's a toilet. Where else are you supposed to go if you need a poo??


Uncle Harry

Pee by the Tree

When I was about 7 years old, my mothers helper, Nora, took me and my younger sister to the nearby city park. It was April and the bathrooms were not yet open for the season. They opened on May 1. After a short while, Nora said the she had forgotten to go to the bathroom before leaving the house and needed to pee. She got a towel out of my sisters stroller. She said she would urinate by a nearby tree and I should hold the towel in front of her so anyone coming along, including me, would not see her making ciss. So I held up the towel in front of her while she pulled down her shorts and underpants and telling me not to look behind the towel. Next, I heard her start to go. Suddenly, a gust of wind hit me. I hadnt been holding the towel very hard and I dropped it. So there she was, her pee rushing out of her pussy. "Harry", she shouted. "Dont look. Im making pee-pee. Dont look between my legs". I went to get the towel, but it was too late. I was already seeing her urine flowing out. She never tried to stop. I picked up the towel and held it in front of her again. "Thank you, Harry", she said. Shortly, she finished, shook herself a little, pulled up her pants,and that was the end.


Uncle Harry

To Mickey Pee

To Mickey Pee

I can really relate to your aricle, bacause I was there myself at one time. After some surgery, I was temporally stuck in a wheelchair. I used a portable urinal, but decided to try to pee directly into the toilet at home. Unlike you, I didnt make it and made a mess in the bathroom, leaving it for my wife to clean it up. She told me to go back to the urinal, so i did. Also unlike you, I couldnt get into the mens room. My wife had to get me in and into the handicap stall. In my state, a woman in the mens bathroom is legal if helping a handicaped man. Im now long out of the wheelchair. Thans for the post.


K
To after school Emily and Molly:
I appreciate you sharing your prune juice dumps. I always love diarrhea stories! I would always choose diarrhea over constipation any day and sometimes I usually enjoy it unless it burns.

But seriously, I always have to push when I poop and I don't like it. I don't think it's an unhealthy amount but I really do think I'd like to experiment with prune juice or something similar to see if I can loosen my poops from what they are. According to the "Bristol Stool Scale" I would say my average poop is a pretty reliable 2 or 3. I would love to be able to produce a 4 or 5.
Is there anybody else who takes prune juice for softer poops?
I may have to get some prune juice and have a little fun on a weekend! I don't always have access to a toilet where I work so I think it would be an experiment for a weekend for sure.
I had a very nice experience a few weeks ago when I took an antibiotic for one week due to a condition on one of my fingernails. For about 2 weeks I experienced the most delightful, easy and quick poops as a result of that medicine. I would say it was a 4 on the scale. My poops were not urgent at all and they were easy to control. They felt delightfully smooth and creamy passing through my anus, with a nice lubricated feel. A truly luxurious feeling.! I could really tell I benefited psychologically from them too. Two of them a day too which loved. It was awesome! Too bad my bowels slowly went back to their old ways.


Wednesday, April 12, 2017


Abbie

Constipation improving

Hi everyone, I had a bit of time this afternoon so thought I would do another post.
Imogen- sounded like you had a relieving wee after your picnic in the park. You asked if I had ever had a total accident or just a lot of near misses, and yes, when I was 15 and at a sleepover I'm really embarased to admit that I ended up pooing my knickers, I had been bursting for a poo for ages but when I finally tried to go to the toilet another girl was on the loo and I just couldn't keep it in. I was wearing a nightie but had luckily kept my pants on underneath so it all stayed contained, although I had to throw those knickers away as they were totally ruined!! I had near misses alot more often though, they would pretty much always happen on the way home from school. I would often start to want a poo mid to late morning, I would do my best to use the loo during lunch break which usually worked out OK, but some days I just didn't get time to have a poo at lunch for one reason or another and would then end up getting more and more desperate through the afternoon. I was always too embarased to ask to use the toilet during a lesson if I needed a poo as I knew with my constipation troubles I'd probably be gone for ages and everyone would know what I'd been doing. The problem with that though was that by the time I was on the way home I would sometimes be fnding it really hard to stop my poo from poking out of my bum. Going for a poo at school before setting off for home wasn't an option as I knew I wouldn't have enough time to finish before I had to catch the bus. I have to say sitting on the bus panicking that your going to poo your pants is pretty stressful, on several occasions by the time I got back home I would have a log poking out and touching my knickers. On those days my routine was to get inside as fast as I could and go straight upstairs, as soon as I got in my room I would flip up my skirt, hook my thumbs in my pants (and tights if I was wearing them) and pull them down as I walked into my ensuite meaning I could sit on the loo without any delay. Sometimes I'd have really bad marks in my knickers but I never had a full blown accident, thank God! I did end up throwing few of pairs of knickers away though, either because the stains just wouldn't come out, or if I washed them on a really hot wash they would shrink and would then be too tight to wear!!
Anyway, I think my constipation has been improving over the last week, its easier to get into a good routine when I'm on holiday which I know really helps from past experience. I've been getting up around 9.30 and having breakfast, and then making sure I go and sit on the loo about 20 minutes after breakfast. I make sure I go on the toilet even if I don't feel like I need to have a poo, and if nothing happens after 15 minutes or so I've taken a break and then gone back on the loo again after another half an hour. This morning I sat for the first 15 minutes and had a wee, I did a few pushes but nothing happened and I didn't feel like I needed a poo so I pulled up my white pants and went back into the bedroom to get dressed. I took off my nightie and put on a clean white bra before changing my knickers, my clean ones were pink with yellow spots. I put on a blue flowery dress and about half an hour later decided it was time for my second sit on the toilet, by now I had a small feeling that a poo was coming and I hoped I was right! I lifted my dress, dropped my pants and sat on the seat. Sure enough I pushed and felt a log move down and start to poke out, I kept pushing and it was getting fatter but it kept coming, luckily it didn't get sucked back up my bum which pretty much always happens when I get badly constipated although I did end up grunting a bit. After a couple of minutes my poo dropped with a plop, I bore down again and felt my next log poke out. That one was less fat so it plopped down into the bowl fairly quickly and then I felt empty. I wiped my bum, pulled up my knickers and smoothed my dress down. I hope you enjoyed this story, I will try to post again soon!!


Uncle Harry

Pee by the Tree

When I was about 7 years old, my mothers helper, Nora, took me and my younger sister to the nearby city park. It was April and the bathrooms were not yet open for the season. They opened on May 1. After a short while, Nora said the she had forgotten to go to the bathroom before leaving the house and needed to pee. She got a towel out of my sisters stroller. She said she would urinate by a nearby tree and I should hold the towel in front of her so anyone coming along, including me, would not see her making ciss. So I held up the towel in front of her while she pulled down her shorts and underpants and telling me not to look behind the towel. Next, I heard her start to go. Suddenly, a gust of wind hit me. I hadnt been holding the towel very hard and I dropped it. So there she was, her pee rushing out of her pussy. "Harry", she shouted. "Dont look. Im making pee-pee. Dont look between my legs". I went to get the towel, but it was too late. I was already seeing her urine flowing out. She never tried to stop. I picked up the towel and held it in front of her again. "Thank you, Harry", she said. Shortly, she finished, shook herself a little, pulled up her pants,and that was the end.


Wapiya

traveler's gut

Was just reading my last post. Guess I shouldn't write when too tired to spell correctly.
My bowel is still in an uproar but getting better. It will likely end up getting back to normal about the time I need start my taking my 1st trailer 2,400 miles to N. Idaho. I'm fitting everything into 2 trailers and selling the 3rd one. So, just short of 10K miles before I'm done, and by then my insides will be paying the price again.
I checked out disposable underwear and settled on 2 different ones to try. Got the men's Depends and the Tena one. The Depends seem to be good for peeing in but the pad doesn't go back far enough to handle a wet crap. The Tena underwear will handle my not so solid movements and I'll be taking advantage of rest stops and gas stations as I can.
The driving will suck but, it will be nice to be back in the NW for the rest of my years


The Dean

Emily & Molly's Farting Etiquette

My girlfriend Sofia and I have kind of an open policy when it comes to passing gas. I have IBS and she also gets pretty bad gas quite frequently so we usually just let loose whenever we need to alone around each other. Just yesterday when we were sitting on the couch watching TV a bunch of gas hit the bottom of my gut and I just leaned over with my butt aimed away from Sofia and exploded. I immediately got a little embarrassed and got up and fanned the back of my bum while my Sofia just started giggling and waving her hand in front of her face.

We usually will never break wind in public though if we can help it. Just last week we went for Thai food which usually destroys both of our stomachs but we figured it is something we can have every once in a while. The problem is that after we ate we had to get on a subway for about half an hour to get back to her apartment. Right as we both got on we could feel our stomachs starting to gurgle and rumble and we immediately sat down to quench our butt cheeks so that we wouldn't explode in such a small space. We both did sort of a penguin walk and made it up to her apartment and got in and right as I shut the door we both exploded with long booming farts for about five minutes. We both just leaned over the couch standing up lifting a leg with an occasional long five to ten second trumpet like sound booming behind us. It was a little embarrassing but the fact that we were both exploding with gas made it not as embarrassing. The apartment smelled pretty bad but we both felt much better.


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Mina as always another great story and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Kamdyn great story.

To: Abbie as always another great story about you and your friends.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Mark

Rude Experience

Haven't posted for a while, but something happened the other day that I wanted to share. I've posted before that I don't like using public toilets for #2, but i've been trying to be a bit more comfortable with it so I don't have to hold it in as much, since.. it can get pretty uncomfortable doing that.

So the other day I was coming home from shopping and I had been feeling the urge for the last half hour, so I figured I would try and go in public. I went into one of the toilets at the mall, the 4 cubicles were all empty which was nice. I wiped the seat and sat down, farting a bit. I shifted and tried to get comfortable.

Someone walked in and peed and left and I had still only farted a couple of times, but I could feel it coming. I put my hand on my thigh and quietly pushed. I could hear a voice and someone else walked in and went to pee, he was talking on the phone. I tried to be quiet, but it had already started coming out and i gasped quietly to myself. At that moment, the first log plopped into the toilet and I farted loudly after it, which made me go a bit red.

There was a moment's silence, and then I heard the man on the phone laugh and say to whoever he was talking to, "Sorry, someone's having a massive shit." I felt myself go crimson as he laughed again. I stayed sitting there until he walked back out and more started to come out, all in all about 4 or 5 fairly big ones. Of course, the farts quietened down a lot after he left, typically.

I just thought it was really rude of him to say that, like.. it's a toilet. Where else are you supposed to go if you need a poo??


K
To after school Emily and Molly:
I appreciate you sharing your prune juice dumps. I always love diarrhea stories! I would always choose diarrhea over constipation any day and sometimes I usually enjoy it unless it burns.

But seriously, I always have to push when I poop and I don't like it. I don't think it's an unhealthy amount but I really do think I'd like to experiment with prune juice or something similar to see if I can loosen my poops from what they are. According to the "Bristol Stool Scale" I would say my average poop is a pretty reliable 2 or 3. I would love to be able to produce a 4 or 5.
Is there anybody else who takes prune juice for softer poops?
I may have to get some prune juice and have a little fun on a weekend! I don't always have access to a toilet where I work so I think it would be an experiment for a weekend for sure.
I had a very nice experience a few weeks ago when I took an antibiotic for one week due to a condition on one of my fingernails. For about 2 weeks I experienced the most delightful, easy and quick poops as a result of that medicine. I would say it was a 4 on the scale. My poops were not urgent at all and they were easy to control. They felt delightfully smooth and creamy passing through my anus, with a nice lubricated feel. A truly luxurious feeling.! I could really tell I benefited psychologically from them too. Two of them a day too which loved. It was awesome! Too bad my bowels slowly went back to their old ways.


Abbie

Constipation improving

Hi everyone, I had a bit of time this afternoon so thought I would do another post.
Imogen- sounded like you had a relieving wee after your picnic in the park. You asked if I had ever had a total accident or just a lot of near misses, and yes, when I was 15 and at a sleepover I'm really embarased to admit that I ended up pooing my knickers, I had been bursting for a poo for ages but when I finally tried to go to the toilet another girl was on the loo and I just couldn't keep it in. I was wearing a nightie but had luckily kept my pants on underneath so it all stayed contained, although I had to throw those knickers away as they were totally ruined!! I had near misses alot more often though, they would pretty much always happen on the way home from school. I would often start to want a poo mid to late morning, I would do my best to use the loo during lunch break which usually worked out OK, but some days I just didn't get time to have a poo at lunch for one reason or another and would then end up getting more and more desperate through the afternoon. I was always too embarased to ask to use the toilet during a lesson if I needed a poo as I knew with my constipation troubles I'd probably be gone for ages and everyone would know what I'd been doing. The problem with that though was that by the time I was on the way home I would sometimes be fnding it really hard to stop my poo from poking out of my bum. Going for a poo at school before setting off for home wasn't an option as I knew I wouldn't have enough time to finish before I had to catch the bus. I have to say sitting on the bus panicking that your going to poo your pants is pretty stressful, on several occasions by the time I got back home I would have a log poking out and touching my knickers. On those days my routine was to get inside as fast as I could and go straight upstairs, as soon as I got in my room I would flip up my skirt, hook my thumbs in my pants (and tights if I was wearing them) and pull them down as I walked into my ensuite meaning I could sit on the loo without any delay. Sometimes I'd have really bad marks in my knickers but I never had a full blown accident, thank God! I did end up throwing few of pairs of knickers away though, either because the stains just wouldn't come out, or if I washed them on a really hot wash they would shrink and would then be too tight to wear!!
Anyway, I think my constipation has been improving over the last week, its easier to get into a good routine when I'm on holiday which I know really helps from past experience. I've been getting up around 9.30 and having breakfast, and then making sure I go and sit on the loo about 20 minutes after breakfast. I make sure I go on the toilet even if I don't feel like I need to have a poo, and if nothing happens after 15 minutes or so I've taken a break and then gone back on the loo again after another half an hour. This morning I sat for the first 15 minutes and had a wee, I did a few pushes but nothing happened and I didn't feel like I needed a poo so I pulled up my white pants and went back into the bedroom to get dressed. I took off my nightie and put on a clean white bra before changing my knickers, my clean ones were pink with yellow spots. I put on a blue flowery dress and about half an hour later decided it was time for my second sit on the toilet, by now I had a small feeling that a poo was coming and I hoped I was right! I lifted my dress, dropped my pants and sat on the seat. Sure enough I pushed and felt a log move down and start to poke out, I kept pushing and it was getting fatter but it kept coming, luckily it didn't get sucked back up my bum which pretty much always happens when I get badly constipated although I did end up grunting a bit. After a couple of minutes my poo dropped with a plop, I bore down again and felt my next log poke out. That one was less fat so it plopped down into the bowl fairly quickly and then I felt empty. I wiped my bum, pulled up my knickers and smoothed my dress down. I hope you enjoyed this story, I will try to post again soon!!


Braidy

A Big Girl's Perspective

I'm just under 6'6" and have a large muscular frame because I've been around sports such as volleyball and basketball as a player, and most recently, a graduate teaching assistant and coach as I'm completing my Master's degree. Even back 10-some years ago when I was in high school I was large. That made me more conscious of myself when I was in the bathrooms at school and, occasion, when toilets with no privacy door were my only option. There were a good number of times I had to take a fast pee or dump I had been holding at half time in our school's dressing room before coach would want to huddle with us and re-diagram our plays and plans.

My pee stream when my bladder is full can be fierce. That means lots of noise in the bowl,lots of bubbles, and yes some splashes that come with it will hit the underseat. When we were traveling once in Washington, D.C. and Mom and I had toilets right next to one another at a sports facility there, she used that location to suggest to me to tear off toilet paper, lay it on top of the water in the bowl, and then drop the seat and sit on it. That seemed to cut the splashing or as a couple of my classmates in high school called out as "Braidy's HP (high-powered) Faucet." And it saved the underside of the toilet seat from getting wet.

When I moved to a new high school as a student, I had a more difficult adjustment to the bathrooms. There was more harassment. Even lower privacy (and sometimes none) doors and side panels that would cover me to mid-chest made me uneasy. I knew a good number of students would rather hold their crap all day, and sometimes until 8 or 9 when they got home from team practices, than go at school. One of the problems was I tried to crap between classes. Yes, there had been some pretty regular vandalism (including a prank where all the seats were loosened so they would collapse under the weight of someone my size). Students who did not want detentions would quickly throw themselves onto the seat, pee as much as they could, and then make a run for class. Therefore, if I was following the first one done for a fast crap, there was a pee-filled bowl I had to deal with.

On the advice of a teammate my senior year, I learned how to control the sometimes regular splashback I would get as the pieces of my crap dropped out of me. (Although I tried for it, a banana-like one-piece crap was the luxury rather than the norm). What I started to do was when I walked into the crowded bathroom, I worked through the crowd to the paper towel dispenser and pulled off two brown paper towels. Then, when it was my turn to get the toilet, I lifted the seat, opened the towels and placed them on top of the urine and pellets from other students. I would drop the seat, seat myself and eliminate splash back. There was a negative to this that I largely accepted. I eventually gave up trying to flush because the towels did jam up the process. But I balanced that against not getting many tardies to class and the high expectation of athletes to keep it that way.

Because of my size I was also called "Braidy V" (for voyeur) by some smokers I caught in a middle school bathroom when my team was there for a charity match, but as I got older I've just let that roll off me. Now I'm more confident in my ways and upon the advice of one of my coaches a few years ago, so that I tower less over everyone else using the toilets, I wipe and flush from a seated position.


Anatomy Student

Re: Ben

That's a very interesting story you shared. I haven't met anyone keen to the idea of a buddy dump or being comfy in the nude. Sounds like you've met some really cool people and I think that's really cool.


Uncle Harry

To Mickey Pee

To Mickey Pee

I can really relate to your aricle, bacause I was there myself at one time. After some surgery, I was temporally stuck in a wheelchair. I used a portable urinal, but decided to try to pee directly into the toilet at home. Unlike you, I didnt make it and made a mess in the bathroom, leaving it for my wife to clean it up. She told me to go back to the urinal, so i did. Also unlike you, I couldnt get into the mens room. My wife had to get me in and into the handicap stall. In my state, a woman in the mens bathroom is legal if helping a handicaped man. Im now long out of the wheelchair. Thans for the post.


Mina
Hi everyone, I promised I never forget you. Very busy me at end of March, and I am not so well now, but anyway I post.

I want to say bravo to Molly because you shout to woman who say, clinic smell like zoo. Whole world smell like zoo I think. Why she say such kind of thing about human smell.

I had very nice motion on Monday morning in beige loo with Hisae at wash basin. When I sit on loo, I knew it would be soft one, but I decided to try to do slowly, sometimes when my motion soft, it come out too fast, bururururururu in loo but all finished before I have a time to enjoy. Loo smell like zoo because Hisae did huge soft motion before me but I didn't care, I love Hisae, her smell is fine.

So I open bottom gently, and it come out, plop, plop, and many many. Hisae count! She say, wow Mina you did 41! I look in loo, huge pile of mushy, but if it was 41 they were not so big I think. (But some of them sounded quite big.) I flush and sat down on loo again, but not so much inside me now, I felt bit sad. But I did some little pieces, maybe about 6, so total 47.

Now I think about it and maybe 41 small ones not so bad, because they made 41 nice plop sounds! I like to listen to that sound.

There is new worker in my office, she is Mari and she is very friendly. But first day, she went to loo when I was in next loo, and I heard many heavy plops. She is quite small woman so I surprised! Perhaps it is stress for her to work in new place. I was in loo only for wee and I left while she still there, she came back her desk about 10 minutes later.

I and my friends talk about fart. I don't mind that word but in Japan we have word "o-nara" which sound nice I think. We don't like to do o-nara in panties. Kazuko sometimes do because of a stress. But she never do outside our flat, I think. I do many o-nara in loo when I go for wee. Loo is best place for o-nara, and I did while Mari bomb to next loo with a great power.

Mari go to loo for long time every day last week. My boss don't mind. She say, you work better if your bottom is very empty. She is nice boss!!

I hope everyone is well.

Love from your very own Mina


Mr J (in the wheelchair)

poop accident

Hi everyone. I've changed my name slightly so i'm a little more anonymous.

I'm a guy in a wheelchair with spina bifida. I have no bladder or bowel control which makes life interesting but I manage it.

This morning (Sunday) I had a major poop accident. I had drunk a fair bit of wine the night before. I had just woken up and had my morning pee (I use a catheter for peeing). I then thought I'd try and have a poo so I transferred from my wheelchair onto the toilet and pushed. All I got was some smelly farts. I also massaged the area above my anus which often helps move poop down so I can poop but still nothing. I gave up and had a shower. After my shower I went to my room to get dressed. I sit on a towel on the ground when getting dressed. I was putting my underwear on when I suddenly smelt a horrendous smell of poop. I wasn't sure if I farted or actually pooped (there was no sounds) but the smell was still lingering after 5 mins so I lifted myself up and looked at the towel I was sitting on. There was a large and very soft poop on the towel and I suspected it had squished against my bum. I folded the towel covering the poop and then put it back on my wheelchair. I then sat on my chair and went to the toilet. I transferred to the toilet again and pushed. This time some more soft poop exited me and plopped into the toilet. The smell was horrendous. I then began the task of cleaning up. I used a lot of toilet paper and had to flush 3 times but I was still very messy. I then decided to have another shower to get the poop off my bum. Thankfully for the rest of the day I had no more poop related issues.

Hope someone finds this story interesting :) I really would love it if anyone here could describe the urge of needing to poop (especially the ladies haha) :)

Have a good week everyone.
Mr J (in the wheelchair)


Tuesday, April 11, 2017


Anatomy Student

Re: Ben

That's a very interesting story you shared. I haven't met anyone keen to the idea of a buddy dump or being comfy in the nude. Sounds like you've met some really cool people and I think that's really cool.


Mina
Hi everyone, I promised I never forget you. Very busy me at end of March, and I am not so well now, but anyway I post.

I want to say bravo to Molly because you shout to woman who say, clinic smell like zoo. Whole world smell like zoo I think. Why she say such kind of thing about human smell.

I had very nice motion on Monday morning in beige loo with Hisae at wash basin. When I sit on loo, I knew it would be soft one, but I decided to try to do slowly, sometimes when my motion soft, it come out too fast, bururururururu in loo but all finished before I have a time to enjoy. Loo smell like zoo because Hisae did huge soft motion before me but I didn't care, I love Hisae, her smell is fine.

So I open bottom gently, and it come out, plop, plop, and many many. Hisae count! She say, wow Mina you did 41! I look in loo, huge pile of mushy, but if it was 41 they were not so big I think. (But some of them sounded quite big.) I flush and sat down on loo again, but not so much inside me now, I felt bit sad. But I did some little pieces, maybe about 6, so total 47.

Now I think about it and maybe 41 small ones not so bad, because they made 41 nice plop sounds! I like to listen to that sound.

There is new worker in my office, she is Mari and she is very friendly. But first day, she went to loo when I was in next loo, and I heard many heavy plops. She is quite small woman so I surprised! Perhaps it is stress for her to work in new place. I was in loo only for wee and I left while she still there, she came back her desk about 10 minutes later.

I and my friends talk about fart. I don't mind that word but in Japan we have word "o-nara" which sound nice I think. We don't like to do o-nara in panties. Kazuko sometimes do because of a stress. But she never do outside our flat, I think. I do many o-nara in loo when I go for wee. Loo is best place for o-nara, and I did while Mari bomb to next loo with a great power.

Mari go to loo for long time every day last week. My boss don't mind. She say, you work better if your bottom is very empty. She is nice boss!!

I hope everyone is well.

Love from your very own Mina


Wapiya

traveler's gut

Was just reading my last post. Guess I shouldn't write when too tired to spell correctly.
My bowel is still in an uproar but getting better. It will likely end up getting back to normal about the time I need start my taking my 1st trailer 2,400 miles to N. Idaho. I'm fitting everything into 2 trailers and selling the 3rd one. So, just short of 10K miles before I'm done, and by then my insides will be paying the price again.
I checked out disposable underwear and settled on 2 different ones to try. Got the men's Depends and the Tena one. The Depends seem to be good for peeing in but the pad doesn't go back far enough to handle a wet crap. The Tena underwear will handle my not so solid movements and I'll be taking advantage of rest stops and gas stations as I can.
The driving will suck but, it will be nice to be back in the NW for the rest of my years


Uncle Harry

To Mickey Pee

To Mickey Pee

I can really relate to your aricle, bacause I was there myself at one time. After some surgery, I was temporally stuck in a wheelchair. I used a portable urinal, but decided to try to pee directly into the toilet at home. Unlike you, I didnt make it and made a mess in the bathroom, leaving it for my wife to clean it up. She told me to go back to the urinal, so i did. Also unlike you, I couldnt get into the mens room. My wife had to get me in and into the handicap stall. In my state, a woman in the mens bathroom is legal if helping a handicaped man. Im now long out of the wheelchair. Thans for the post.




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