Tlana
Diarrhea story by M
I think I was 11 and as I remember it I was in my first month of middle school. Mine was one of the largest schools in the state. There was a large main bathroom in the middle of each of the three floors. There was a smaller bathroom for each gender at the north and south ends of each floor. I liked them because they were smaller and every toilet had a privacy door on it. Problem though was custodians would unlock them only for passing periods. So during my 2nd hour math class I got a pass from the substitute and I made the long trip down the hall to the bathroom because something in my gut didn't feel good. Also, I was sweating. Having to take the much longer walk all the way to the commons seemed dumb because what I needed I had been forced to walk by.
Finally I turned, yanked open the door and hurled myself into the bathroom. My gut was ready to explode. I could see still legs under each panel. There were 6 or 7 girls waiting and as I strained to see the far end toilet, this 8th grade gave me one of those icy Who Do You Think You Are B**CH? stares. I was already getting gas crackles from between my legs, so I turned, ran out of the room and straight into the guys room. I shouted out Sorry Sorry or something like that to the first two guys who were sitting open stalled, pants down, taking craps. Their eyes followed me for a couple of moments, but I started running down the line until I knew I was out of time. I turned to my right, saw an open toilet, yellowed water with a log already floating on it and piss splashes on each side of the white seat. I dropped my hall pass, ripped my underwear down, and yanked up my dress just as my ass connected with the seat. Immediately there were 3 large blasts and my hole started hurting from the diarrhea. I didn't waste any time on the toilet, although I often do under normal circumstances. I immediately started pulling down the square pieces of toilet paper which I would learn to hate. From my seat, I quickly used up all the ones that remained in the holder. I felt fortunate that I had worn one of my favorite dresses. I swear my butt squeaked several times as I moved my position with the wipes. I picked up my hall pass and ran out of the room. I hurried out of the room and back into the girls room. One stall was open and I took it. From my seat, I did a bit more wiping. As I was doing that I sneezed and in putting my hand up to my nose I could smell the horrible odor of my crap. I walked straight out to the sink and washed my hands 3 or 4 times. I was worried a bit about sitting in someone elses piss. I took a special bath when I got home. My hole was really sore from the diarrhea and there was a little blood from all the wiping. Hoping you liked my story, M!
Bianca
Sludgy
My poop today was mushy like sludge after dinner. It was more chunky after breakfast. I did stress a bit after breaking a promise I wanted to keep to myself, but it was an accident anyway (broke a box). I don't thing this caused me to poop mush as the accidental box ruining happened earlier. When I had to poop, it felt somewhat urgent, and I felt gas brewing. Nothing poop wise happened that was exciting yesterday. I peed in a bathroom at a German restaurant yesterday that seemed mid sized, and had 2 stalls. Concerning my robotics, my 1998 Furby did something that seemed like a gear alignment adjustment which peaked my interest just like viewing this site does! To anyone else celebrating birthdays this month, I hope the birthday people here have good poops. I'll always be amazed at the big ones even if I never poop big again. Happy toileting to all, goodbye.
Nick
Wifes hotel poop
A few weeks ago we went on a weekend getaway trip, on Saturday morning I went and got Starbucks for breakfast. I brought my wife back a latte and pastry, she sat and had her breakfast at the desk in the room. She let out a small toot, and said that before we headed out she needed to sit on the toilet and take a poop. I needed to shower as well, I headed to the bathroom and did a quick poop as well, and jumped in the shower. A couple of minutes later my wife knocked and came in the bathroom, she had her coffee and some brochures. She said she felt the need to go poop now, she commented that I must have just done the same. She pulled down her pants and immediately peed, followed by a loud fart. She was looking at the brochures while she was grunting quiet grunts. I then heard several loud splashes followed by a sigh. I saw her peek between her legs to see what she had done. She then started talking about where we were going for the day, she let iut some more farts and little spashes and started to wipe. She said she felt much better, and the coffee worked quick, the bathroom was really stinky.
Tuesday, November 03, 2020
Just Jerika
Saturday afternoon hanging out
On Saturday afternoons when a group of us from the neighborhood wanted to take a break from stuff our parents had us doing at home, or our school work, or boredom we ended up at a convenience store. We were in middle school. Of us girls, some of us had just started babysitting and we had some additional money. Of the guys, they had money from chores so we just hanged out, had some snacks, and in this group of 5 or 6 killed time in the parking lot between the store on one side and a large self-serve car wash at the other side of the lot. Each business had a gender-neutral bathroom that was open 24-7. Sure they were old and filthy. A room smaller than a closet. A room with a stained toilet, sink, but sometimes not even a full roll of toilet paper and light where the bulb had been busted or stolen. The car wash door was badly bent so the lock didn't work so we had to kind of stand in front of it when one of us was using the toilet.
Thor, who is two years younger than me, bonded pretty well. We both felt awkward mostly in using bathrooms away from home. I was 13 and he knew that I had been having serious problems with successful craps at school. Privacy and inadequacy issues, mostly, but after school I'd head across the street and had a very successful crap at the c-store.
Thor would get put down by older boys in the large bathrooms at school and felt the urinals were punishing, especially to those smaller guys who were nervous and would get taunted by the older ones. They said he should give up and step away from the urinal because he didn't have the "equipment" to do the job. Thor eventually peed by seating himself on the toilet, although with no privacy doors, guys would stand in line and stare him down, and sometimes cause him to abandon his seat before he was done. The problem was he would just lurch up and pull up his clothing as he hurried away. That caused the guys greater satisfaction because they saw no crap in the toilet he was leaving. I think I helped him by suggesting that he flush from his seat because that would cut off part of the show. It worked and we bonded even closer.
As for me, my closest friend, in addition to Thor, was Gopi. She was from India, brilliant and while she used the bathroom at normal intervals at school or when we were at the mall, she would never directly sit on a public toilet seat. She would always lay paper down before seating herself. She was graceful in not wasting any time which many of our classmates liked because another one or two of them would get to pee during a passing period between classes. Often, though, Gopi would get blamed by the next user because, if they were going to crap, more of most of their wiping paper had been wasted. Gopi would just smile and say she was sorry. Lisa and Sussette, two much larger girls who were eventually multi-sport athletes, got into Gopi's face once at the mall. I was seated, pushing and pushing to get my crap out.But it didn't work. Several years ago I posted about several of my experiences with Gopi.
Ellen
I'm glad I found this site. I don't really have a lot of adults to talk to about bodily functions.
Ever since I was a kid I've always been open about bodily functions, especially farting. I've always found humor in farts. I am married with three kids. My husband and son(16) are both open about farting like me. My daughters(14 and 11) aren't as open, but they do laugh at farts. I am 43, 5'8 and have shoulder length blond hair.
Today, I was alone in the house. My husband was at work and all my kids were staying after school. I was making a sandwich when there was a knock at the door. It was one of my oldest daughter's friend. We are pretty close and she wanted to talk to me. I won't go into details about what we talked about, but I did tell her she is welcome to stay the weekend with us and she seemed really happy about that.
I asked if she wanted a sandwich and she did. So we ate our sandwiches at the kitchen table. We talked about various things as we ate. After we finished our sandwiches, I got an idea. I ripped a massive fart and my daughter's friend burst out laughing. The smell was horrible but we didn't mind. A few minutes later, I let out another loud rumbling one and we laughed. The room smelled really bad but we just continued to laugh. My stomach was hurting and I had a lot of gas. After calming down, she thanked me for letting her stay and for making her laugh and we shared a hug.
Catherine
Zeta and Responses
Hi Friends,
Well, just a little while ago our power was restored. We lost power as we live in the path of Tropical Storm Zeta, which caused a lot of damage due to wind gusts. One of the pitfalls to living outside of town is that we have well water. And, of course, the pump is electrical.
So, one of the difficult parts of the day yesterday pooping. During the storm, we all had to go. Alan and I used our toilet, and fortunately, we only did average size logs. They left a smell, so I lit scented candles in the restroom.
Chloe and Zoe both pooped in the bathroom that they share, while Joey used his potty. We emptied the potty in the girls toilet. As you can imagine, three kids can make a lot of poop! For the remainder of the day and night, we used the hall bathroom to pee.
By mid-morning, the storm was gone and left us with a beautiful day. However, the only problem was that our evening bowel movements would completely clog our toilets. So, Alan located a secluded spot in the woods behind our house, close enough that we felt safe, but far enough away that we could have a little privacy. He dug a hole, and showed it to us.
Well, after supper all of our bowels were ready to move. Joey used his potty and I emptied it into the hole. He did a snake that curled around the bowl and fell neatly into the hole when I emptied. Since I was already out there, I went next. I lowered my shorts and relaxed, and a pretty thick, log exited rather quickly, I guess since I was squatting. It coiled into a thick, snake looking pile. After me, Chloe and Zoe took their turns, then Alan, who also took a shovel to fill the hole.
When Alan came back, he told me that he had never seen so much poop in his life. Apparantly, the girls also had pretty huge logs themselves and Alan did too. He actually took a picture with his cell phone, as he took it for the flashlight function. He was right! It was a pretty huge pile.
I'm grateful we have power. I've flushed and cleaned our toilets and now I'm headed to open the pharmacy, which also just had power restored!
To Vincene: I am so sorry I missed your kind birthday wish! I saw it as I was scrolling through. Thank you! I'm so glad that your inhibitions changed at age 16. Thank you for sharing!
Victoria B: I am so sorry you were spanked for your accidents. Alan and I have never spanked our son and he seems to be doing fine. He never spanked the girls when they were little. And, having had accidents myself, I can't imagine if someone punished me for it! Good to hear from you always!
Optional Dev: Always good to hear from you!
Elphaba: That is every interesting about your bodily changes as you continue to transition. Glad you are still posting. All the best!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Catherine
Responses and Super-huge poop
Victoria B: You are so sweet and kind. I love your stories and love the tidbits you share about your life pertaining to your stories. Hope you have more time to post soon! Thank you for the wishes!
Trina: Thank you so much! You are sweet as well! Thank you! I hope that your are well and I look forward to reading your posts!
Celine: Glad you had a very relieving session. Yes, I agree that sometimes a huge poop can be metaphorical for relieving ourselves of tension, stress and negative energy! Keep taking care of you!
We had a wonderful birthday celebration at our house Sunday evening. Both my parents and Alan's parents came. And, we had a brief Zoom with some really good friends who shared in singing "Happy Birthday" and sending greetings. I began to cry. I am a little sensitive but I do not like showing emotion, but I could not help it! We filled up on some really good ???? burgers, salad, sweet potato fries and cake and ice cream. Chloe, Zoe and Joey (not their real names) all were so sweet as they made their own cards. It was really special to me that "Joey" is old enough to celebrate.
I did not hold back eating - two burgers, two bowls of salad and a large helping of sweet potato fries! Did I mention that the buns were multigrain with a little flax? High fiber!
I think Alan knew that I not only wanted to enjoy the beginning of digestion, but the end result as well (and hopefully a little explosive, but non-odorous, farting)!!!
Yesterday (Monday), I woke up and went through my normal routine of yogurt, cereal, then morning workout, and then a nice breakfast of vegetarian omelets.
By the time I had finished breakfast, which included a small cup of coffee, I knew that I needed the toilet in the worst way. I mean, I thought I was going to poop myself on the way.
When I sat down, there was no savoring this bowel movement, as it forcefully opened my bum and snaked into the toilet, all at once. It smelled pretty strong, but it wasn't pungent.
And, I have to say, it was one of the prettiest turds I've ever done. No cracks or ragged edges. Just a complete, soothe, thick, cardboard brown poop! And, it had to be close to two feet long! It felt so good and was the perfect cap to my birthday celebration!
I had to take a pic and text Alan, who was in the process of getting the girls to school!
I hope you enjoyed my story! Thank you for the birthday wishes! Love you all!
Catherine!Bianca
Birthday Poop
To Catherine: I love your birthday dump story. Sounds like you made a beautifully formed poop, and a good sized one I should say. You write such nice stories. I hope all your family enjoys doing good poops just like you! My vintage 1998 toy I mentioned breifly in a few new stories was something I treated myself with as an early Christmas gift this year. Today I found out the fur pattern on mine is called witches cat. Furby was something I enjoyed back in my childhood days when I was slightly incontinent and did my big poops periodically. Anyway, after having sloppy poo for a while, I did solid today, and one session was small. I also had minor gas after having a slightly spicy frozen chicken bowl. Sometimes when a poop story on here is really good, I imagine myself being in it when I read the story. Hope you all feel the same way sometimes. Bye.
M
Thanks for making me feel so welcome! This is a story about my morning. Just so you guys know, I am a girl.
I woke up with a terrible stomach ache and immediately went to the bathroom. Nothing. After a few more minutes of desperately trying to get some poop out, I gave up. I ate breakfast but while I was eating, I got the urge again. I didn't want to be rude so I didn't get up from the table. As soon as I was finished eating, I sped walked to the bathroom. I got there just in time. I sat down but nothing came out. I pushed and pushed and still nothing which surprised me because I could tell by the feeling in my stomach that it was definitely not a hard, constipated poop. The feeling in my stomach was so uncomfortable that I couldn't just leave the toilet unused. I used a trick I learned and this trick was to squat on the toilet. I got some poop out but it was so weird! It was all watery coming out, but then when it landed in the water in the toilet, it formed a small log! After that I felt better and continued with the rest of my day.
I have a question for everyone. What is the worst time you had diarrhea? Have you ever had an accident in public?Mike
to Eileen
hi nice to hear from you i am not to bad thanks times are hard tho. I had my birthday a couple of weeks ago turning 31 i was in work that day and just had a takeaway with family at home so was a quiet one, i havent had much in the way off big poos atm but i will let you know when that changes hope you are ok? i liked your post its sounds like you had a big poop and a long sitting on the toilet bet you were relived to get it out probably felt good but big to pass aswell although bored from sat there for all that time trying to get it out look forward to hearing from you soon xxxx
Ashley
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Celine - Thank you for your responses to my survey! xoxoMark
Today my mom and I really had to pee on our way home. My mom ended up sneezing which caused a little pee to come out. After that, she didn't bother holding the rest and full on peed her pants. I was able to hold it until we got home but my mom did attempt to make me wet myself by going slow and trying to make me laugh. It almost worked.Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Sherryl great story about pooping in the snow and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Jasmin K as always another great story.
To: Ms. Orthodontist first welcome to the site and great set of stories I look forward to reading more of them thanks.
To: Taylor great story about you and Jenifer's poops in the outhouse it sounds like you both had good poops.
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
Mistee
Why are guys afraid of bathrooms away from home?
I don't like to stress a lot of gender issues. But I do ask why are guys afraid of using bathrooms away from home. This is not about the pandemic now, but now that I'm out of college and in the working world, I'm looking back and still asking that question. In K-12 school I had regular craps at school. Sometimes it was diarrhea. But having to sign out of class, and sometimes I guess my hand on my gut and a frown on my face, immature guys made light of it. I was gone a minute or two longer than for a normal piss and they would seize on that. At least I was willing to use the bathroom and not trying to hold it in like some of the guys did.
When I could start driving myself to high school I picked up more than gas money by driving Jarrod, a freshman. Once or twice a week when he wasn't ready at the curb, we would run late because he was on the toilet trying hard to pinch one out. His grade school sister would rat him out. Often, Jarrod was unsuccessful and then would hold it throughout the day. I would have had a couple of pisses and my crap, usually right after lunch, and Jarrod would be rushing me at my locker because he was in pain. Still he wouldn't think of dumping at school. He got really mad one afternoon when I was low on gas and would have stalled if I had not stopped to pump it. At the station, I pointed out the boys bathroom door to him, but he just cursed me. My bladder was probably half full. I momentarily thought of going inside and relieving myself. But I didn't. Seth, one of my college boyfriends, had a similar attitude. But he was more restrained about it. We were on his family's boat much of 4th of July and I was having some diarrhea. I carefully sat over the side, used the elastic on my shorts and underwear well by pulling on them with my thumb, and I contributed a blast of a few ounces to the polluted water. Later I did a fast piss that also surprised Seth. Once we got to the dock, he made a run into the boathouse. Then we had to stop at his apartment on the way to dinner. I think he did a double there while I waited in the truck.
Even now, there's a guy I'm a friend with at work. Every week or so after work we go out for drinks. He always comes up with some reason why we have to swing by his apartment. I'm pretty sure I know what he's doing, but I don't want to embarrass him by insisting that I come in rather than waiting in his car. Using his bathroom right after him would sure make my case. Instead, once we get to the lounge and are waiting for drinks, I take my bathroom break.
Shannon
replies and stories
Hi everyone! I tried posting sooner but I haven't seen it, plus I've been busy. But that's ok because i have a new story anyway. so I just wanted to give a couple replies and a couple stories!
Catherine- Happy Birthday! I hope you and your family had a fun celebration! I'm glad you made it to the toilet in time for your big poop!
Trina- LOL To Solid Poop Accident Sisters. That's super embarrassing about wetting your pants in front of a customer, I actually hate pee accidents. Thankfully they don't happen to me too often, not like my pooping accidents. They just make such a mess and go everywhere and get on everything and are super obvious. Like sometimes you can get away with pooping your pants but when you pee your pants there is really no hiding it. Plus your shoes get all wet if you're standing and its just no fun. I have a story about my most embarrassing pee accident. I was visiting New York city with 3 of my friends after college, and during lunch we had more than a few drinks. I was needing to pee so I used the restroom in the restaurant, and soon after I realized I had "broken the seal" as is prone to happening when drunk, and was now needing to pee like every 10 minutes. It was annoying but finally we left and our next stop was to go on the circle line cruise, a boat ride around Manhattan. I needed to stop in a store to pee on the way there for what I hoped would be my last pee before we got on the boat. Long story short, we had a fairly long wait to get our tickets punched and get onto the boat, then it was so crowded it was slow moving getting on, and people ushered us right to some seats. I was BURSTING to pee again by then. I saw bathrooms on the way in but the crowd was still filing in through that way so I couldn't get through to the bathroom. I tried my best to wait for people to get through and sit down, but I couldn't hold it in anymore. I ended up accidentally wetting my pants in front of my friends and like dozens of people on this boat. I was so embarrassed! I had blue jeans on so it really showed in my lap and on like the sides of my thighs coming up from my butt, which was also obviously soaked. plus the pee leaked from my chair and made a puddle on the floor. Everyone was staring and I wanted to jump off the boat, but my friends made me feel better by teasing me actually and making it a funny event instead of making me feel awkward, if that makes sense. I had to do the whole boat ride in wet pants because we left before my accident came to the attention of any staff, and its a couple hours long. another embarrassing detail was when two workers from the boat had to come and mop the puddle after word got to the staff. Some older lady was begging "on my behalf" for them to dock and let me off the boat, but they would not do so. She kept asking me if I needed anything the whole ride and it was super awkward! I always hate when strangers try to help me when I've had a public accident, its always old ladies too. The only good part was that since my pants were already soaked, when I needed to pee again i would just slowly let it out in small bursts and rewet myself and no one could tell as long as I did it slowly enough to avoid making a new puddle on the floor. Anyway, that story is one major reason I hate peeing my pants. It was more embarrassing than many of my poop accidents when that happened. I remember feeling so exposed and helpless once I started to pee my pants. I just couldn't believe how many people were there for it...i blush just remembering it.
I also wanted to report about my efforts to get a better grip over my bowel control problem. I had my best run of the year with these new measures in place- I made it 36 days without having an accident, the longest consecutive run of 2020 for me, which has been a bad accident year. Basically I have been eating at regular times and trying to eat more balanced meals, I've been trying to poop every morning to help make the afternoon/evening urge less intense, and I've been more diligent about going when I feel the urge. Unfortunately the run came to an end on day 37...my slip up happened a couple of days ago when I went to vote. My state has early voting and it was open until 7 or 8pm, so I went from work that afternoon. As you may know if you've followed my stories, I regularly have to poop right after work, and this day was no different. As I waited in line to vote (the turn out was great so the line was long) my bowels would occasionally gurgle and I would feel some pressure building in the pit of my stomach. After a little while I became understandably anxious and just wanted to get done and get to the bathroom. Luckily the line was moving quickly, and finally I got to the voting booth. I needed to go so bad by then that I could barely concentrate and i rushed through my ballot, I genuinely hope I voted for the right candidates LOL. I left the voting booth and almost left without putting my ballot in the machine because I was just thinking about getting to the toilet, but a lady called me back. I put my ballot in the machine, saw that it was counted and I rushed away. I felt my bowels rumbling ominously and as I made my way down the hall, I realized I wasn't going to make it to the bathroom in time. I just stopped and stood off to the side of the hallway with my back to the wall as a flurry of familiar things happened- i cramped up, I got goosebumps, a tingle went down my spine, a little sweat broke out on my forehead...and then I soft served in my pants. It just came out like "bloop" in one push, and made a big soft bulge in my underwear. I immediately looked all around to see if anyone noticed, and I seemed to be in the clear as no one was close to me or paying attention to me. I gently touched back to inspect the damage and could feel a very prominent and warm bulge sagging in the seat of my leggings. I felt a little panicked and quickly took my cardigan off and tied it around my waist to hide my butt. The smell was horrendous, usually i am not that offended but my own smell but it was a bad one, so i wanted to get the hell out of there. I went back out into the main area of the government center and walked past all the people in line, trying not to waddle and make it obvious that I had a load in my pants. I also hope I didn't leave an odor in my wake! I'm just glad that I wasn't still waiting in line when I pooped my pants. I would have been pretty humiliated if I stunk up the place in front of all those people but luckily I made it out into that little hallway before I had an accident. Anyway, thats my latest accident. I blame it on special circumstances that prevented me from being in a convenient situation when my regular need arose. I will plan better next time! The count has restarted and i have now gone 3 days without pooping my pants. I will let you know when the count ends again of course, and for heavens sake I hope next time i have an accident its a solid one and I'm all by myself!
Xoxo
Shannon
Eileen
Reply to Mike
Hi Mike , great to hear from you . First of all I wish you a belated Happy Birthday on turning 31 . So enjoy life all you can . I did feel a great sense of relief once I got everything out following my long sit on the toilet last weekend . I hope everything in your life improves for you every day . I'll say goodbye for now and hope to hear from you again soon . Eileen XX .
Optional Dev
Response to Catherine.
That is a beautiful story catherine! Happy 4oth birthday. I think we are all always wanting that perfect poop. i myself have never been able to eat THAT much, so i am seriously jealous lol.
seriously with the pandemic, to consider, i am glad you had such a magical birthday and that you had one of your prettiest poops.
Stay well keep making great poops.
My poops are stable. but i want to make them better, so i will have to consider the catherine technique lol.Anonymous College Student
Professor
On Friday's I usually have lunch with my psychology professor. We have a close relationship and she is like a mother to me. I'll call her Mrs C. Yesterday, I could tell something was off with her while she was teaching. Her voice wasn't as strong and she looked a bit nervous. I asked her if she was alight when we were heading to lunch and she said her stomach was hurting.
She didn't eat very much. She just ate a few bites and that's it. We were eating at the outside cafe and normally we're going to the parking lot after lunch so she can smoke, but she had said she didn't feel like smoking and that her stomach hurt really bad. I felt bad for her.
Suddenly, her stomach made a loud noise. She blushed and told me she'll be right back before heading inside. It then hit me that she has diarrhea! I waited a few minutes before throwing our stuff away and heading inside. I checked in the indoor cafe bathroom but she wasn't in there. It then hit me she'll probably be in the bathroom on the same hall where her classroom is.
I was right and I found Mrs. C in the bathroom with diarrhea. She seemed really distressed and embarrassed, but she was glad I decided to check up on her. Her diarrhea was loud, wet, and smelly. She told me she'll probably go to her room to rest and she'll have to find a sub. I asked her what caused her to have diarrhea and she told me that her breakfast did taste a bit funny. Mrs. C was in there for about 8 more minutes before coming out. Her face was red and she had took her hair down from the ponytail. I didn't see her for the rest of the day but I'll probably email her and ask how she is doing.
Thunder
Poo of the Year
Was a bit backed up and bloated yesterday so had a big dose of the osmotic laxative in the morning and that afternoon things started to rumble to I went and got a vigorous ???? massage and plenty of work was done on my colon and during the course of it I was given a fleets enema and some minutes later I made a mad dash for the toilet and exploded like an upside down fire hydrant . It was spectacular and what a relief but it really stank. Left feeling a lot better.
Celine
to Ashley
You're welcome! I enjoyed it. I hope you have another survey soon. I have so many stories.
Saturday, October 31, 2020
Catherine
Responses and Super-huge poop
Victoria B: You are so sweet and kind. I love your stories and love the tidbits you share about your life pertaining to your stories. Hope you have more time to post soon! Thank you for the wishes!
Trina: Thank you so much! You are sweet as well! Thank you! I hope that your are well and I look forward to reading your posts!
Celine: Glad you had a very relieving session. Yes, I agree that sometimes a huge poop can be metaphorical for relieving ourselves of tension, stress and negative energy! Keep taking care of you!
We had a wonderful birthday celebration at our house Sunday evening. Both my parents and Alan's parents came. And, we had a brief Zoom with some really good friends who shared in singing "Happy Birthday" and sending greetings. I began to cry. I am a little sensitive but I do not like showing emotion, but I could not help it! We filled up on some really good ???? burgers, salad, sweet potato fries and cake and ice cream. Chloe, Zoe and Joey (not their real names) all were so sweet as they made their own cards. It was really special to me that "Joey" is old enough to celebrate.
I did not hold back eating - two burgers, two bowls of salad and a large helping of sweet potato fries! Did I mention that the buns were multigrain with a little flax? High fiber!
I think Alan knew that I not only wanted to enjoy the beginning of digestion, but the end result as well (and hopefully a little explosive, but non-odorous, farting)!!!
Yesterday (Monday), I woke up and went through my normal routine of yogurt, cereal, then morning workout, and then a nice breakfast of vegetarian omelets.
By the time I had finished breakfast, which included a small cup of coffee, I knew that I needed the toilet in the worst way. I mean, I thought I was going to poop myself on the way.
When I sat down, there was no savoring this bowel movement, as it forcefully opened my bum and snaked into the toilet, all at once. It smelled pretty strong, but it wasn't pungent.
And, I have to say, it was one of the prettiest turds I've ever done. No cracks or ragged edges. Just a complete, soothe, thick, cardboard brown poop! And, it had to be close to two feet long! It felt so good and was the perfect cap to my birthday celebration!
I had to take a pic and text Alan, who was in the process of getting the girls to school!
I hope you enjoyed my story! Thank you for the birthday wishes! Love you all!
Catherine!Mike
to Eileen
hi nice to hear from you i am not to bad thanks times are hard tho. I had my birthday a couple of weeks ago turning 31 i was in work that day and just had a takeaway with family at home so was a quiet one, i havent had much in the way off big poos atm but i will let you know when that changes hope you are ok? i liked your post its sounds like you had a big poop and a long sitting on the toilet bet you were relived to get it out probably felt good but big to pass aswell although bored from sat there for all that time trying to get it out look forward to hearing from you soon xxxxAshley
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M
Thanks for making me feel so welcome! This is a story about my morning. Just so you guys know, I am a girl.
I woke up with a terrible stomach ache and immediately went to the bathroom. Nothing. After a few more minutes of desperately trying to get some poop out, I gave up. I ate breakfast but while I was eating, I got the urge again. I didn't want to be rude so I didn't get up from the table. As soon as I was finished eating, I sped walked to the bathroom. I got there just in time. I sat down but nothing came out. I pushed and pushed and still nothing which surprised me because I could tell by the feeling in my stomach that it was definitely not a hard, constipated poop. The feeling in my stomach was so uncomfortable that I couldn't just leave the toilet unused. I used a trick I learned and this trick was to squat on the toilet. I got some poop out but it was so weird! It was all watery coming out, but then when it landed in the water in the toilet, it formed a small log! After that I felt better and continued with the rest of my day.
I have a question for everyone. What is the worst time you had diarrhea? Have you ever had an accident in public?
Ashley
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Saturday afternoon hanging out
On Saturday afternoons when a group of us from the neighborhood wanted to take a break from stuff our parents had us doing at home, or our school work, or boredom we ended up at a convenience store. We were in middle school. Of us girls, some of us had just started babysitting and we had some additional money. Of the guys, they had money from chores so we just hanged out, had some snacks, and in this group of 5 or 6 killed time in the parking lot between the store on one side and a large self-serve car wash at the other side of the lot. Each business had a gender-neutral bathroom that was open 24-7. Sure they were old and filthy. A room smaller than a closet. A room with a stained toilet, sink, but sometimes not even a full roll of toilet paper and light where the bulb had been busted or stolen. The car wash door was badly bent so the lock didn't work so we had to kind of stand in front of it when one of us was using the toilet.
Thor, who is two years younger than me, bonded pretty well. We both felt awkward mostly in using bathrooms away from home. I was 13 and he knew that I had been having serious problems with successful craps at school. Privacy and inadequacy issues, mostly, but after school I'd head across the street and had a very successful crap at the c-store.
Thor would get put down by older boys in the large bathrooms at school and felt the urinals were punishing, especially to those smaller guys who were nervous and would get taunted by the older ones. They said he should give up and step away from the urinal because he didn't have the "equipment" to do the job. Thor eventually peed by seating himself on the toilet, although with no privacy doors, guys would stand in line and stare him down, and sometimes cause him to abandon his seat before he was done. The problem was he would just lurch up and pull up his clothing as he hurried away. That caused the guys greater satisfaction because they saw no crap in the toilet he was leaving. I think I helped him by suggesting that he flush from his seat because that would cut off part of the show. It worked and we bonded even closer.
As for me, my closest friend, in addition to Thor, was Gopi. She was from India, brilliant and while she used the bathroom at normal intervals at school or when we were at the mall, she would never directly sit on a public toilet seat. She would always lay paper down before seating herself. She was graceful in not wasting any time which many of our classmates liked because another one or two of them would get to pee during a passing period between classes. Often, though, Gopi would get blamed by the next user because, if they were going to crap, more of most of their wiping paper had been wasted. Gopi would just smile and say she was sorry. Lisa and Sussette, two much larger girls who were eventually multi-sport athletes, got into Gopi's face once at the mall. I was seated, pushing and pushing to get my crap out.But it didn't work. Several years ago I posted about several of my experiences with Gopi.
Trina
Responses
Catherine - Happy Birthday! I'm only a few years behind you. :)
Chris - thanks for sharing the story about your employee that had a similar accident to mine. Seems she also took it in stride.
Don't have time for another story right now, but wanted to at least with C a happy birthday.
Trina
Wednesday, October 28, 2020
Celine
To Catherine
I'll get goosebumps from a good BM, too. It's also a wonderful stress remedy. If I'm having a really bad day, taking a big dump is like a metaphorical purge, as well as a literal one. My last poop this morning was like that. My parents have decided to homeschool me for my final year (I'd be graduating next year) and as such I'm inside a lot more and tend to get tense and bored. But when I got up this morning, I desperately needed to shit and luckily I have my own small bathroom, so I was more than happy to grab a book and go sit on my toilet. My dump was monstrous and the relief was indescribable.Thomas
Pooping outdoor in the Gobi desert
Some years back I went with some friends to the Gobi desert. We had hired local car and together with others we also engaged a Chinese guide and interpreter. We camped and lived in a very primitive way for 10 days. Sleeping in tents, no shower, taking a bath in rivers etc., and not least, no toilets at all. When needing to take a dump there was no other option than walk away from the camp/cars. When comfortable with the distance, just pull shorts down, squat and get it done. Everyone did, nobody talked about it. I think we all felt it quite embarrassing. Sometimes we were lucky and could go behind a small hill or down a slope to get some cover. But even then the risk that some of the others should show up was high. And if that happened they got an even better view of the poor friend squatting, exposing his/her bum to the world. At the beginning some of us tried to put the urge off, as we were waiting for a toilet to show up. But it did not. At the end of the trip we all for sure knew that "everybody poops", if anyone had been in doubt about that before. The French male university teacher was observed with his hairy bottom. The young female Dutch globetrotter had to squat without being able to hide her long white thighs. The two British middle aged women (ladies) could neither find a better way to cover up than the rest of us. Both my fried and I was walked in on by the Chinese guide and so on.Braidy
Answers to Andrea's survey
1. When you are alone do you leave the bathroom door open when you are on the toilet?
Adam and I got into that habit right after we moved into our apartment. One set of our keys had gotten misplaced. One afternoon Adam went outside without telling me and the door was open just a crack. His friend walked in and the first thing he saw was me on the toilet, jeans at floor level, taking what had been a leisurely crap.
2. Do you leave the bathroom door open when you are on the toilet if family, your significant other or roommate is around?
No. However, in some public bathrooms there are no doors on the toilets, so his mom and sister have seen me taking a dump.
3. If you are a loud pooper such as farts, grunting, etc., do you try being quiet when you have company?
The walls to our apartment are thin so I have run a faucet on a few occasions when we've been entertaining and others are waiting in the hallway.
4. Are you OK walking in to use the toilet while your children, significant other, roommate are waiting to use the toilet?
Adam use to have a hangup about being on the toilet and me needing to use the bathroom too. But he's gotten over that. Now most of my bathroom use is on campus or in locker rooms with my teams when they compete.
5. Are you OK walking in to use the toilet while your children, significant other or roommate is in there for another reason?
Frequently the teams I coach (women's basketball and volleyball) will all be in the locker room using the showers,toilets are dressing together. After a long bus/van ride, I might be taking my pre-game dump while they are in the dressing area within a foot of me getting suited up. There's very little privacy; you get accustomed to it.
6. Are you comfortable using a public toilet if someone is in the stall next to you?
Yes, as I've gotten older I've got accustomed to standing out. I'm 6'7 and tower above most toilet dividers. Little girls will sometimes point me out to their mothers and get a shush, shush warning as they use the toilet next to me. One mother profusely apologized for her daughters rudeness when I was washing my hands. I just winked at the girl as she sat, feet swinging from the toilet, and told her tall girls need to use the bathroom too.
7. How often do you get so constipated that you need an enema?
It is usually when we are traveling that my body's schedule gets off. It happens about once or twice a year. Otherwise my craps are pretty regular most every morning when I'm walking our two dogs in the park.
8. Do you use a squatty potty when pooping?
No.
9. When was the first time you were fascinated with pooping?
When I was about 9 or 10.
10. What started that fascination?
I was very shy and very much of average weight and height. The amount of time to release my poop, smell, noises, and often in public places with others in close proximity made me very self-conscious. Getting involved in athletics helped me greatly gain self-confidence.
11. Do you hear your significant other on the toilet?
Yes, he's first to rise. And guess where he goes?
12. Do you always wipe until you are completely clean?
Yes, but sometimes at the park I exhaust all that's on the roll.
13. How often in the course of a month do you leave skidmarks in your underwear, panties, thong, etc.?
Once or twice. It is usually when I'm hurried. Example, last call at the airport or when one of my players interrupts me with a message or something in the locker room.
14. Do you fart when you pee?
On occasion.
15. Have you ever had poop get stuck halfway out and needed needed help in getting it the rest of the way out?
Yes. That's when I have used a suppository.