Josie
Finally back, Kristi's survey
Hi everyone, finally back to this website again. I've post on 2839-2859page before. Today I'll start with Kristi's survey.
1. When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)?
Well, when I'm in a hurry, I will finish it quicker. But usually, I take my time, because my poop has always been soft big logs, so it often finish pretty fast without too much push. When I'm pooping in public bathroom, I usually watch my phone, when pooping at home, I usually read books, I often place some books next to the toilet so my family and I can read it during a poo.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done?
I usually flush when I'm completely done because I usually don't clog the toilet. But that's not always, when I stink the whole place too bad or when I was taking a much more bigger dump than usual, I maybe consider flushing twice or more times.
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body just poop without much effort?
My body just poop without much effort, my poop comes out pretty fast, sometimes given unnecessary push will make me uncomfortable.
4. Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? If so, do you like using it?
(It's basically just a little step that you put your feet on in front of the toilet. It's supposed to stimulate squatting, although as someone who has pooped in the woods a lot, I can tell you that it's not the same thing as actually squatting.)
Yes I've used it before. I lived in Asia for nine months about ten years ago, I saw a lot of these toilet in China and Japan. I'm pretty used to it and I think it's more comfortable than sitting ones. When I first get to Asia, some of the Asian food makes me constipated, and these squatty potty helped me a lot on this. But there're also some terrible memories on this, once I was on the train in China, and I'm having very horrible diarrhea attack, that's one of my worst bathroom memories because my exploding butthole completely destroyed the small train bathroom. Maybe I will talk about this experience in my future post.
5. If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable pooping if he or she is in the room?
Yes, since we're still dating in college, now we often poop together.
6. How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom?
I'm usually comfortable. But sometimes I will also be pretty embarrass if I take a pretty gassy dump or have noisy diarrhea in crowded public.restroom.
7. What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself (pee or poop)?
I usually don't poop in unusual place, the weirdest place I can think about is on the beach when I was very urgent, I poop directly into sand.
Mina Kazuko Maho Hisae
Today we do survey of Kristi.
1. When we do motion do we like finish as soon as possible or take our time? If we take our time what we do?
Answer: Finish soon when I am alone, take time when I am with crushes (H). Take our time (Ma, Mi, K).
We don't read or use phone. If we are with crushes, we talk with eyes, sometimes with mouth. If we are alone, it is thinking time.
2. Do we flush multiple times when pooping?
Answer: yes. Usually 2 times total, sometimes 3 when motion is very very huge.
3. Do you do lot of pushing or does motion come out with not much effort?
Answer: Lot of pushing (Ma). Sometimes pushing in beginning, and lot of waiting (K, Mi). Without much effort (H).
4. Have you used squatty potty?
Answer: I don't know. What is it?
5. If you have significant other, do you feel comfortable to do motion if this person is in the room?
Ans: Yes!! I have 3 significant other, and I love to do motion while they watch! (K H Ma Mi)
6. How you feel about motion in public loo?
Answer: No big deal (H). We prefer not, but if we must, we must, like Mary Poppins say (K, Mi). If it is large public loo many cubicles, no problem to stay long time and do huge motion (K, Mi). Never happen (Ma).
7. What is most interesting place you relieve yourself?
Answer: Mountain pass, very early morning.
And now this is Mina's survey. We will be happy to have many answer from lovely people this site.
Only one question.
Which one you like better, bathtub and toilet in a same room or bathtub and toilet in different rooms?
I and 3 significant others hate bathtub and toilet in same room. Not very common in Japan and most people don't like. But this site, usually bathtub and loo are together, I think. So we wonder.
When Hisae had boyfriend, they went love hotel and there was big bathroom, and loo was in corner but it had screen around. Hisae angry because when she sat on loo when he was in room, and start motion, he went out of room. She wanted that he hold her hand while she did. Now she is happy because crush holds her hand, and 2 other crushes are at door and look at her warm eyes.
Love to everyone.
MMHK
Kaycha
I remember the last accident I got spanked badly for. I was 14 and in 8th grade. Of course, I got the signal a bit late and barely caught back a big dribble. My parents and I were at a conference at our temple. I was squeezing my legs together and didn't realize I was rocking back and forth until my dad shot me a dirty look. I could hardly hold back tears. My bladder hurt and the crotch of my panties was already quite wet from dribbles. I started to stand just as my panties grew very warm as my bladder leaked and then again. I had light gray leggings on. Why would I of all people wear light gray leggings. I bolted for the back of auditorium but then...too late. I was going in my pants as I got inside the bathroom and I finished my last few trickles on the stall floor. I stayed hidden there. I knew how mad my parents would be. Just then I realized in horror that I had pooped my pants. I must have been so concentrated on not wetting my pants that I didn't realize I had to poop. But there It was, a big solid load in my panties. I usually didn't poop my pants but it still happened occasionally. I knew there was no way they could find this out. I touched my butt through my very wet pants. It was solid but quite a load. I carefully took off my panties and threw them away then put my wet leggings back on. I stayed in the bathroom until it was time to go home. When we got home, I could see my dad was VERY angry. I tried to plead with him, tell him that I'd really tried but he whipped me with his belt. I lay awake, hurting and humiliated. The next morning I woke up...you guessed it...wet.
Victoria B.
Survey and responses
Hey!
Couple of surveys, couple of replies today!
To Alexandra: You're in good company here. Several of us are notoriously large poopers and well-acquainted with the business end of a plunger!
To Catherine: "Spastic colon" is an older term for IBS and I learned it from Robyn's mom the first time we visited her house as a couple. I've mentioned before that she's a doctor and when that visit sent me cramping in her guest bathroom for fifteen minutes she was there to knock on the door and ask if everything was okay or I needed help. If that was her auditioning to be my mother-in-law she passed with flying colors!
My next appointment with my gastro is this fall but my IBS keeps me guessing. I have to record every time I go; if I'm constipated or have diarrhea, or have symptoms of UC or Crohn's and last week I had two of the biggest logs of my entire life back-to-back. Both were around thirteen or fourteen inches and around an inch in diameter. They were both pleasurable to pass without any difficulty and eventually flushed just fine but both had to be broken in half with the brush because they were so big that the flush didn't even move them!
Kristi's Survey
1. When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)? I take my time and enjoy it as best as I can.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done? I can't give a definite answer because it depends on the toilet and whether I'm constipated or have diarrhea. After years of clogging toilets I've gotten reasonably good at guessing how much one looks like it can handle
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing? Not to sound like a broken record but again it depends.
4. Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? There's one or something like it sitting in my ensuite right now. It has a bunch of nicknames, among them are the Stool Stool and Stool #2.
5. If you have a significant other, how comfortable are you pooping with her/him/them in the room? We often go together. It's a normal thing for us, one we're comfortable with
6. Do you feel comfortable pooping in a crowded public bathroom? I have been known to enjoy company ;)
7. What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself? The time I got to cross a Victorian toilet that flushed by pulling a chain in a restored bathroom from 1901 off of my pooping bucket list! Either that or the time with Robyn's mom from above.
Love,
Victoria!
Monday, July 19, 2021
Eric
Birthday Poops
My younger sister is 42, uses a wheelchair and also uses disposable diapers (for both poop and pee). About a month ago she came over to celebrate her birthday with me in a lovely new short black dress, some shimmery, very sheer black pantyhose on her slender legs, and flat black dress shoes. With her new outfit and newly cut blonde hair she looked amazing, and she was excited to put on the necklace I'd bought her, which she gratefully accepted with a kiss. We were going to lunch, but before leaving I said I needed to pee and she laughed and blushed a bit and said "I'm peeing right now!" She sat lost in thought for a few moments probably as she finished peeing, and shifted slightly in her wheelchair "I'm definitely going to need a diaper change". So she went in my bathroom with a fresh disposable diaper and a container of wipes that I grabbed from her bag by the door for her and she soon emerged again with just her wipes container, rubbing her hands with hand sanitizer. "Your turn!" she giggled. I went in and took a long pee, gazing over at my little wastebasket next to the toilet that was now mostly filled with her very wet disposable adult diaper that she'd carefully rolled up into a ball for disposal. I'm always amazed at how gigantic her diapers seem when she throws them away given how small she is (just over 100 pounds), after a weekend long visit her used ones literally fill a large garbage bag, yet they usually aren't too noticeable under her clothing, and you certainly couldn't tell she had a diaper on under her special birthday dress. Her diapers are made out of a white plastic outside material and you could see through the plastic that it'd been drenched with yellow pee on the inside. I finished peeing in the toilet, wondering which of us had peed more, and wondering if her diaper would have held my ery long pee without leaking,
We went to lunch and had a fabulous meal together and afterwards used the restaurant's bathrooms to pee again in my case and change another wet diaper in her case. Afterwards we went back to my apartment but we lingered outside as it was cool but nice. I definitely had the urge to poop but was enjoying the outdoors and my sister's company and decided to try to hold it. After about 10 minutes of talking my sister looked troubled and gasped a little. Worried, I asked her what was wrong, "I'm going to the bathroom" she explained...and then clarified "I'm TRYING to go to the bathroom, I think the top part of these pantyhose is tighter fitting than the hose I usually buy". Apparently her pantyhose was pushing her diaper up against her bottom and that was keeping the poop from going in her diaper? She'd worn very nude or pale off-white colored pantyhose under a light purple dress on this year's Easter visit and she had successfully pooped her diaper after we'd had dinner with our parents. I felt bad for her and was wondering how to help her (yet totally fascinated) when she shifted forward in her chair a bit and then said "I'm OK..." with a sigh as she evidently began successfully pushing poop into her diaper. "I'm so sorry....this is so embarrassing!" I told her "nonsense" and that I had to go too. "Oh?!...Well, It must be our big lunch". She seemed relieved that I was being open about my own bowels, and visibly relaxed. "You OK, sis?" I asked, concerned. "Yes...thank you". Impulsively I hugged her and kissed the top of her head. In return she quickly kissed me on the lips with a quick peck. "Thank you, so sorry, I need to go inside and deal with this". I helped push her inside and put her bag with her supply of fresh diapers in my bedroom (to give her extra space to change her messy diaper vs. my very cramped bathroom) for her along with two plastic bags from the grocery store to help keep any smell/mess contained on her diaper's trip to the landfill (she's said before that trying to dump the poop in the toilet before throwing her diaper away defeats the point of her spending a fortune buying herself disposable diapers). She finally emerged 15 minutes later sheepishly clutching both plastic shopping bags separately with a used diaper in each "I'd just finished changing when I peed and had to change again", she explained. I took the used diapers from her, one in each hand. "Ugh...be careful, it's FULL!" she said, blushing, presumably about the diaper she'd filled with poop. I hurried them both down to my apartment's dumpster, lifted the lid, and disposed of them.
Back upstairs, it was finally MY turn to poop. If my giant, urgent post-lunch logs were anything like what my sister had done, she must have had a REALLY full diaper. I was embarrassed when I returned after going, but she eased my embarrassment "Feel better too?" she smiled. Both now relieved, we watched a movie together with my sister snuggled adorably next to me on the couch "thank you for my necklace, and your understanding of my bodily functions" she giggled... "and you of mine!" I laughed and before long she was asleep on my shoulder.
Thunder
Emma Never Trust a Fart
I wear incontinence undies and fart at will. If I get a bit of leakage it is absorbed....Incontinence undies are my savior and salvation.
I cannot recommend them too highly....If you are desperate and close to home then just let the turds out....no problems with skid marks...if you have some bladder leakage then that is taken care of.
Bian
Sherryl
Response to LEA
Hey. I'm glad you enjoyed my story. We actually sat down together as the hole in the rock was big enough. We weren't going to be able to hold it while one went and the other waited and I didn't feel like squatting when a perfectly good toilet is right there lol. Yes I did see her poop and she saw mine. Hers was two giant turds and mine was one long skinny one and then a little bit of diarrhea at the end. It was a lot of fun. I can't wait to read your story that is similar to mine.
ca
Eruption
Hi guys. Today after coming home from the store, I erupted poop into the toilet with noisy gas. It was near liquid, but less chunky than after lunch. When I had to go after lunch, there was a slight pressure upon pushing, and poop chunks mixed with a mucous consistency plopped out of me. Both poops today were extra moist, and required good wiping. As far as blowing up the toilet with my poop productions, poop 2 comes in first place. I guess you could say it was the human equivalent to air putty, because the poop was lightweight, and had a lot of gas, lol! Poop number 1 was lightweight like that stuff too, just way more squishy. I don't know if I'll erupt like that again tomorrow, but I hope I do. If not, I know another one will be around the corner in no time. Bye everyone, hope you enjoy.
Catherine
Responses and Survey
Hi friends! It seems that I am struggling to keep up with the conversation lately. It's good to hear from familiar people as well as to read posts from so many new to the forum! Welcome!
First, some responses:
Shannon: I hope you are OK. I know that could not be easy to end things with Alexis. Also, where is this with Brian headed? I really like what you say about him! I'm sorry you had the accident, but Brian doesn't seem to mind! I love reading your stories!
Victoria B: Thank you so much for your kind words and feedback! I think I've always had IBS. When my parents took me to the doctor as a preteen that started me on the journey of healthy eating and obsession with bowel movements, my doctor described it as a "spastic colon." I don't remember IBS being a commonly used term. Nevertheless, I've never had a flare up like I did from mid May to mid June. I haven't had any problems since, but I know that as I age I need to expect some ailments. How are you doing with your IBS? I'm so happy for you and Robyn, by the way!
LEA: Welcome! Is that your name or initials? Alan and I have gone on top of each other and just made a massive mess in the toilet. We were on vacation, at the beach and had gotten a little irregular. We both took a very mild laxative and decided to be naughty. It was a lot!
Alexandra: Welcome! Loved your story and I bet that felt good!
Anna from Austria: I haven't. I remember someone named Amylee used to post on this site regularly, I think in the 1900's pages of the forum. She shared some neat stories about office poopers.
Trina: I loved your story! I'm glad you had some privacy for your "accident" and that it sounds like you had a firm, cooperative bowel movement that did not cause too much of a mess! I hope you are well and always love to hear from you!
Jenny SIS: Haha! I caught the reference. But I still don't get skidmarks. I know you'll never believe me! I wish that all I had to deal with the past few months were skidmarks. I mean, have you ever had a full blown accident? Haha! All in fun! I love hearing from you and reading your posts!
Kristi's Survey
1. When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)? I take my time, but it usually is over in five minutes or so. Everything comes out at once, rather than over a certain amount of time. I mostly think. I never read or look at my phone.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done? I only flush when I'm done. I like to see the complete load.
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body just poop without much effort? It just comes out without much effort. I always have a strong urge to go when I defecate.
4. Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? If so, do you like using it?
(It's basically just a little step that you put your feet on in front of the toilet. It's supposed to stimulate squatting, although as someone who has pooped in the woods a lot, I can tell you that it's not the same thing as actually squatting.) No. Being 6'1 I feel that when I sit I have a natural enough angle and never have to push.
5. If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable pooping if he or she is in the room? Yes. Alan and I probably do at least 10% of our bowel movements with the other in the bathroom.
6. How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom? I will go when I have to go. But I would rather not.
7. What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself (pee or poop)? Church. There's just something about going at church. I can't explain it.
Kristi, I enjoyed your responses and hope to hear more from you!
Please keep the stories coming. I love all of you!
Catherine!Cynthia
My sister pooped herself in the car when we were kids
Title pretty much says it all but here's the story. I was 11 at the time and my older sister was 15. We were all in the car as a family, I forget what we were doing but we were on our way home. During the ride my sister suddenly whined "dad i gotta go to the bathroom." He didn't say anything at first, then a second later she repeated herself but sounded more urgent and demanding. He sighed and said "can you wait 20 more minutes? Is it an emergency?" And she whined "yes its an emergency". He said "ok" and kept driving. My sister kept squirming and shifting around in her seat and would occassionally whimper or groan, and I just thought to myself "wow she must really have to pee." Little did I know at that moment that she was actually dealing with a number 2 situation. Before my dad could even get to an exit, I heard my sister whispering/mumbling "noooo" to herself and she started to sit still, and then I could hear this noise that reminded me of the sound of popping bubble wrap. It didnt hit me what the sound was at first, but a couple seconds later I got slapped in the face with the strongest smell of poop. Thats when I realized the sound i had just heard was my sister's muffled farting as she pooped in her pants. I covered my nose and opened my window and my sister cried out "dad I just had an accident!" And started pouting. It stunk so bad in the car I can never forget that. My dad was really annoyed about it due to her age, but my mom was more sympathetic. My sister just kept saying "I told you it was an emergency!" To my dad and blaming it on him even though she barely last 2 minutes after announcing her need for the toilet. This was a little over 12 years ago. I have been thinking about that incident recently because not too long ago, I heard this rumor from the sibling of a mutual friend of my sister and me- apparently my sister also pooped in her pants waiting in a bathroom line at a party at her college back in her sophomore year. I straight up texted my sister asking her if that was true, but she ignored me, which I took as confirmation. She's the only person I know in real life who has ever pooped her pants and apparently she's done it at least twice.
The closest I ever came was on the bus coming home from school in 8th grade. I'll never forget it was the worst I ever needed to poop in my life. When we were driving up the street towards my bus stop I was so sure I was gonna have an accident before I could get off the bus. I somehow held it in though, and made it to the bathroom at my house and got my pants and underwear down just in the nick of time. The relief from that one was unlike anything else.Catherine
Jenny SIS's Survey from Last Year
Jenny,
I hope you are well! I really love your posts and as I was looking for something I wrote last year, I found this survey from August. However, you mentioned that you would share your two accident stories. Did I miss those? Anyway, I love reading your posts, even though you don't believe me about skidmarks!
Here are my answers:
1. Ladies if you wear a dress or skirt and you use the toilet, how low do you drop your panties ( if you are wearing any lol)? If I am at home, to my ankles. If I'm in public, to my knees.
2. Have your haver seen a neighbors pants or underwear down to there ankles in a public stall with skidmarks ? Not with skidmarks, but I've helped someone struggling to poop, and saw more than I bargained for.
3. Do you have long or fake nails? do you think your panties are less clean when you wipe when you have the fake nails? I keep my nails short.
4. Ladies how dirty did you underwear get after a wedding? If your underwear was dirty, were you the bride, bridesmaid or a regular guest? Is this normal for you or was it other factors related to the wedding like having along fancy dress to pull up and not being able to wipe normally or getting really sweaty from the dancing and reception? What kind of underwear? My underwear was not dirty after my wedding.
5. Do you let your guard down more when you poop at the gym than work in terms of how much noise you make? ( plopping sounds, fart, moaning, talking to neighbors or on the phone) If I'm going in public I try to be as discreet as possible. I don't want to talk to anyone, on the phone or in person. I just go and leave.
Addendum questions
6. Do you use the toilet seat covers in public restrooms ? If they are available and I have time to put them down, then yes. But it's not a hard and fast rule for me.
7. Was this your practice before the COVID Pandemic or did you start recently? Before COVID
8. If you had to use toilet paper to cover the seat the seat covers were out or not offered and their was limited toiler paper would you rather take your chances and have enough toilet paper to wipe more or protect you gluts and let your crack get dirty for at least a few hours ? I would save the toilet paper for wiping. However, I always have Charmin in my purse!
Almost a year later, here are my answers!
Love,
Catherine!Lorenz
Stigma of peeing v. pooping
One of my closest childhood friends from age 6 forward was Shannon. She spent a lot of time at our house and I spent a lot of time at her house, too. Her parents had taught her at a young age to excuse herself to use the "restroom," and to pause for a second or two for permission to be granted. Occasionally when we were at the kitchen table my dad would pull his chair out and say he was going to do a "leak" or "dump", almost the same way grandpa would talk when he visited. My mom found that language abhorrent and also continually complimented Shannon on other manners too. Shannon's mom was strict about something else too. She had to stay in the house until she did her daily poop. Only then could she ride her bike over to our house and play. Then often we would be riding over to the park, swimming, or doing something else until our curfew at sundown. Shannon hated her mom's rule, especially if she had been given some laxative the night before and had to wait for it to work. To Shannon's mom, peeing away from home was acceptable but pooping was not. That was to be done at home and supervised. It seemed that our group of 5 or 6 would ride over to the park and Shannon was sometimes one or two hours late. I know it made her very self-conscious in many ways. And it didn't help when me and Austin would go into the bathroom building for our daily shit.
When Shannon turned about 12 and started earning babysitting money on her own, she would buy laxative pills on her own and hide them in her room. She would go to the bathroom and sit and pretend to crap about five minutes before I would ride over there. She didn't like lying to her mom but wanted to be like the rest of us. One of our group, Anita, gave Shannon other ways of deceiving her mother, too. A couple of them were cunning beyond belief. I told my friend Darsolea about one and she was very amused. She said it could help a lot of other kids who had mom's like Shannon.
Jry:
When I've worked up to the 90% push, chances are the piece was turtle-heading, but has stopped. This often happened to me when I was in high school, was in a doorless stall, and 2 to 3 minutes (sometimes less) of a passing period to get some of my hard, dark crap out. Often this was with a classmate standing within 3 feet of me looking angrily at me and saying he can't be late again to 3rd hour without getting Saturday school detention time. In a situation like that there has been a couple of times when I've almost fallen forward off the seat as I made a final desperate push. I remember telling Darsolea about one time when I almost had it coming out and I was pushing so hard my ears went blank for a second or two while the guys waiting on me were getting angrier and calling me names. Then an hour later he passed me in the hallway and cursed me for getting him a Saturday school. I lucked out, however, because I had a sub who had forgotten to close the back door to our classroom.
David P:
You ask why poo is taboo when peeing isn't when a person's away from home. 1) time it takes to complete the task; 2) lack of total toilet stalls and their availability compared to the number of urinals or space at the trough; 3) overall smell and cleaning yourself after completing the task; 4) potential jams/clogging in flushing; 5) very few pees are going to take more than 60 or 90 seconds, whereas shit sits can be much longer; 6) people believe what they have been taught in the family structure by the oldest generation.Noot
A very close call
Something happened to me today that I thought was worth posting as my first story on this site after years of lurking!
I was at the swimming pool with my friend. I'd already had an upset stomach for a few days, but I was hoping it wouldn't be a problem...
After an hour or so of swimming we decided to jump in the hot tub. As soon as we got in, I felt a really strong belly cramp. I knew I needed a poo soon but I didn't want to leave right away since we'd only just gotten there and I didn't want to make her leave early.
After a couple of minutes of doing everything I could to hold it in, I realised I couldn't hold it any more and excused myself. I just about made it to the toilet in time, but it was a really close call. The poo I left i there was way bigger than anything I'd ever done before and I was really surprised that it flushed.
I haven't summoned the nerve to leave the house since just in case the same thing happens again...
Marie
Reply to Cammie
Hi Cammie, I'm glad you like my stories. It's amazing how easy it is to go potty in public or in other naughty places. I'd love to hear more of your stories. Did you ever poop on chair the way you peed on one?
-Marie
Saturday, July 17, 2021
James
Replies about firm poo
David P: It's interesting you mention having problems with soiling at night as a kid due to withholding your poo. My brother had a very similar problem until about the same age and would often have a little bit of liquid poo in his pants that had leaked around the massive, hard poo that he was holding in. Even a tiny bit of that liquid would smell worse than many of my larger, softer accidents. It wasn't an issue I had, other than for just a few days when I was very young and got myself scared about going to the toilet - maybe that's something I'll describe another time. My parents would get mad at him for refusing to go to the toilet even when he obviously needed it.
Bianca: I did have quite a few accidents as a kid, and the ones that stick most in my mind are either the messiest or the most unusual ones - so I'll probably describe some others that involved quite a large amount of poo, but I had others that were less memorable as well. Thankfully it's not really a problem that followed me into adulthood (at least compared to anyone else), and thanks for asking after me.
Jry: You asked about how much effort it takes to get going with a poo that starts with a firm cork. The answer is almost none - either when I was a kid, or as an adult. If I need to go, the main soft part of my poo will push out the small lump as soon as I'm ready to let it out, and it's never effortful or uncomfortable. Sometimes, if I only barely feel like I need to go but try anyway, I might need to give it a bit of a push to get started, but then there'll usually not be much to do. As an adult, this happens if I try to go before a long drive, or a meeting, despite only vaguely needing it - and then I'll usually need to go later in the day with a more urgent and soft poo (which these days will go in the toilet). I can only remember a handful of times in my life that I've ever been constipated enough to really have to strain, and it was mainly when I was backpacking as a student at the start of my 20s - not drinking enough water and eating too much junk food. I'd much prefer my poo to be very soft than hard, and that fits my usual diet.
As a kid, I made a bit of a game of these small firm nuggets of poo, especially around the end of primary school and the start of secondary. My walk home in Y7 was quite long, and I usually walked on my own, which was kind of boring at times. If I didn't feel like I needed a poo (or just barely needed it), I would sometimes try gently pushing as if I was trying to do one anyway, to see if a nugget was waiting to come out. If it was, I would play a game to pass the time of seeing how far I could let it out and then still suck it back into my bum. This didn't require any real effort - after the initial push, the rhythm of walking was usually enough if I wasn't holding on down there. I could mostly repeat this all the way home without any problems, but just occasionally, I would lose the nugget into my underpants. I would then either pull my underpants away from one of my legs to let a poo resembling a small conker fall out and down the leg of my trousers into the undergrowth, or if I was close to home I would go to the toilet, pick it up with a piece of tissue paper and flush it. Either way, I never had more than a tiny skid-mark in my pants afterwards - less than from normal farts - and no-one ever knew I did it. I didn't really view this as pooing myself as it was nothing like the much larger accidents I had from time to time and there was no real risk of being found out.
I hadn't really figured out when I first started this game that pushing a bit to start things off might sometimes stimulate my bowels and create a sudden need to poo when there hadn't been one before. One day, I had been doing my usual trick and had been allowing a small lump of rather hard poo to poke out and then making it go back in for about five minutes. I noticed I was starting to feel like I needed to poo, but that was nothing unusual - the presence of a nugget right at the edge of coming out often gave me that sensation. I gave a gentle push, and instead of just the single lump edging very slowly out, it shot straight out into my pants, followed by a few more rabbit pellets and then a wide, firm sausage that I couldn't pinch off no matter how hard I squeezed. It came out about six inches and then stopped, resting against the cotton. Having this large poo half in and half out of me gave me an uncontrollable urge to push, and I did so, until the remaining four inches came out and the whole log sat in my pants.
This presented me with a problem. This thing was far too big to try and dispose of into the grass along the edge of the path, and I didn't want to do anything that would squash it into the material. It sat there, an itchy and uncomfortable lesson in why to be more cautious when playing games about holding poo in. In the end, I walked gingerly home, made a very red-faced excuse to my parents about needing to go straight to the toilet, and emptied out my underwear. Fortunately, the poo had been so unusually firm that it hadn't stained my pants much, but I stupidly left them lying in a corner of my bedroom where the skidmarks caused my dad to make a pointed comment about wiping, making me cringe with embarrassment. This didn't stop me doing the game on my way home from school, but it made me much more cautious about it. This was less accidental than most of the times I soiled myself - it certainly wasn't an 'on-purpose', as some posters have called it, and the experience was very embarrassing, but I could have avoided it if I'd been less reckless with my underwear. I was lucky in a way that the poo was much firmer than usual for me, but then I never used to mind the actual sensation of soft poo in my pants (even if I was very anxious about being found out), and this firm one was just plain uncomfortable.
Post Title (optional)Its Morning Duty Time
About a week ago I was at Walmart making a cash purchase. The young lady was handling 2 lanes, the cash line and the long belt line.
After I made my purchase I said "its morning duty time" for the absent cashier. The time was about 7:50 am.
The present cashier said that she wound see me later. She could not hide a slight chuckle but did her best to show herself high minded being above what I said.
The Morning-duty lady came back when was leaving.
David P
Replies...
Hiya David P here with some replies.
To Brent C: thank you for writing my survey and so sorry to hear of your constipation it really sucks doesn't it! Only going for a poo once a week must be awful and always needing a laxative sounds terrible. I mostly only go for a poo every 2 or 3 days with the occasionally every 4 day which can be annoying sometimes but at least I mamage to poo on my own without a laxative. Even though sometimes my poos can be hard and rip my bottom a bit. I am so sorry to hear of your health issues but am happy to hear it isn't just me that has GERD issues from a hernia that must have been caused by my chronic constipation issues. Is yours a hiatus hernia? I have that and it sucks.
To Abbie: Nice to hear from you again! Hope you are staying well. Thanks for replying, I feel school poos were very embarrassing and led to me now being too shy to do a poo in public and I hold it in in fear of hearing any plops or smelling it which, Do you have any tips for me on how I can get over pooing in public? It would be much appreciated.
Now In answer to your question I will walk you though it, for best result you need to do this sat on the toilet, when you are sat down with your urge to poo, before you start to strain with two fingers press up and down on the skin between your bumhole and vagina and you can even try a circle motion. You should start to feel the poo start to come. So start to push as you usually would and you will feel this part of the skin you are holding bulge out and a bulk of hard poo under it. Continue pushing in with your fingers as you push and it should break up the offending big poos into multiple manageable pieces. Best of luck Abbie! If you need any other help let me know. I actually did this yesterday as I needed a poo but didn't have an urge to go yet and hadn't pooed in a few days. Pushing with my fingers helped move my turd to my bumhole and helped it come out. I honestly think without doing it that poo would still be inside me now. Do update us if this works for you.
To Mina: thank you for your reply. School loos to do a poo is totally awful and the teasing is so nasty. I never know why kids have to be so mean and tease you when doing a poo and make a big deal of it in school, like they don't poo?
I will post some new stories soon but bye for now.Anna from Austria
@LEA I am glad you enjoyed my stories. And you are right as a morning and early afternoon/after lunch pooper I am never at home when I need to so using a public toilet for a bm is almost daily occurrence for me. At least when I am not constipated Had been this way since I was a little girl.
It is also true that most of the public toilets in Austria are that shelve type. I have never seen one with the direct hole.
It happend once that I dumped on the top of another poop. But was an rather involentary action. I have seen quite a lot unflushed toilets already but when that happens I normaly flush the other poop down before I start my own business. That time that was not working because the toilet did not flush.
Normally I would have just changed the stall and use a fresh toilet but that was not possible because the other 2 stalls were taken as well and other girls were waiting outside. So even if had left the stall another girl would have entered my stall and I would get the blame for the broken toilet. I did not want to get some silly remarks while I was waiting.
That happend in high school after all were pooping was uncool among some girls and some silly remarks for just normal pooping sounds were common. I did not wanted to know which silly remarks they would invent for a broken toilet with some unflushed bodily waste. So decided to put my poop on the top of the other poop. It felt funny somehow because I never did something similar before and I have never done it since then but it was also quite disgusting experience. The super smell my an they other girls poop created was just horrible. I finished my business as fast as possible and just left the girls bathroom without washing my hands. I washed the hands at another restoom. Luckily i did not know the other girls waiting and they just saw my back. I also did not know if one of the girls entered my stall right after I was leaving.
I hope something never happens to me again. But is funny thinking about it why some ladies forget to flush although the toilet is working..
That it's for today. I hope my answer helped you a bit LEA.
Emma two
Never trust a fart
Until this morning I'd been constipated for about 3 days and I was brushing my teeth this morning when I got a stomach ache and I felt like I needed to pass wind. I knew I might have to poo as well so I played it safe and sat on the toilet and I'm so glad I did because I pushed out a lot of semi solid poo with it and I peed a little bit as well. I pushed again and some slightly more solid poo came out and I wiped my bottom and washed my hands before flushing the toilet. I felt so relieved I didn't take the risk of having an accident in my knickers and without wanting to preach, my advice is to never trust a fart.
Emma two
Diarrhoea while shopping
I went out shopping in the supermarket with Sarah this morning and she rubbed her stomach and grabbed her bottom. I told her to go to the toilet and she ran off in the direction of the customer toilets by the café. I kept shopping while she was gone and by the time I got to the checkout half an hour later Sarah joined me. I asked her if she was OK and she said she whispered she was fine but her bum was burning. We got through the checkout and paid for the shopping and left the store. We loaded the car and got in and as Sarah was starting the car she said she had a stomach ache and she had to go again and she turned the car off and ran back to the store holding her bottom. It took her another twenty minutes later she returned to the car looking pale. I asked her if she sure she was OK and she said she felt OK but her bum was sore as hell. We drove home and as Sarah seemed fine as we unpacked the shopping. We had a coffee together and I asked Sarah I coffee was a good idea with an upset stomach and she said it would be fine. Three hours later Sarah went to the toilet and she was back in two minutes as she only had to pee.
Gregg
To Alexandra
Hi and welcome. Great story about your 4th of July glad you had a nice cearout. Lemme ask you, since no one left hungry, did your mom take a memorable dump too?
GreggBianca
Make Up Day
After not pooping yesterday, my body had a bit of catching up to do in handing in it's poop assignments to Teacher Toilet, lol! My first poop was solid, second was soft mush that flowed out with some gas, and 3rd poop was sort of a stinky splat episode. My favorite poop of today was the middle one, because it was a fast rush. I had nothing but strawberries for lunch, so I bet they got the poop rolling along. To LEA, I love your camping story. Seems like there was a heaping mound of poop in the log where all the flies were. I bet they had a nice feast on that crap, too. Today I also enjoyed writing, doing some light cardboard destruction again, and playing stuff on my IPod. Also, besides going to school in Germany, I remember someone's apartment bathroom that I'm sure is accurate. She had a short hallway with a bedroom facing the bathroom. The bathtub was behind a wall that the sink was attached to, with a window across from the toilet/sink area. The toilet and sink were next to each other. A????, the bathroom had 2 sinks on left when you walked in, and some stalls just past them. There was a wall on the left, and a fan for the building's ventilation system mounted into the ceiling in front of the sink. My favorite activity I did at the work center was shredding, and since the job was shared, overheat protection kicked in. The bathroom was nice, and seemed a good size. Once I was sick, and someone had to clean the floor in the hallway of the work center. At least it was vomit, and not diarrhea. Hope everyone does nice poops. Bye.
Monika B.
I still hold my pee throughout my shifts (since lockdown, I've only used the restroom at work three times, and that was after I was fully vaccinated. Once, it was an emergency, and the second time it was that time of the month. The third time, I was working a longer shift and had to go much earlier than I thought I would), and like I've stated, it's usually not a problem. Sometimes I don't even get an urge to go until the last hour and it's really easy to hold it.
Well, lately I've been trying to pee less when I'm at home, and it's just not going well. When I got to work yesterday, I already felt kind of a heaviness in my pelvic area, like I was going to have to pee. If that makes sense. I drank some water because I was overheated (it's been 100F here most days) about two hours in. I definitely had to go after that. I drank more water on my break 3 hours in, and about twenty minutes later, I really had to pee. I'm trying to be more strict with my bladder, so I had to hold it in for more than hours. Omg it DRAGGED. I was absolutely bursting to pee. I didn't leak, and made it home, but I think this weakened my bladder. I woke up at 8 today really needing to go, but forced myself to hold it and go back to sleep. I leaked a little trying to make it to the bathroom this morning; I really, really needed to go.
I've also for some reason felt urges to poop in the afternoon even though I went in the morning. I just hold it until the next day. It's not hard to hold, it's just kind of a heavy feeling.
Alexandra
A Girl and Her Plunger
Hi Guys,
My name is Alexandra. I have been lurking on here for a while and finally had the nerve, and the time to post. I am a 22 year old girl who lives with her mom in Central New York. I love how pooping feels, maybe too much because i frequently clog toilets!. I have my own en suite bathroom at home which makes dealing with the aftermath easier. My gift has been discovered by some of my female friends whose toilets have fallen victim to some of my dumps.I'm pretty active, and i love to swim so I have a big appetite, so I'm sure i will have more stories to share in the future if any are interested but i thought I would introduce myself with a particularly large one that i took recently.
This story begins last Saturday when my Mom and i went to a family cookout for the 4th of July. We all had a great time, and everybody brought dishes to share. Nobody left hungry and everyone had brought large portions. All of the typical 4th of July food was represented. From hot Dogs, and hamburgers, to potato Salad, and baked beans. It was all there. I ended up making myself 3 heaping plates, mostly consisting of potato salad since it is my favorite. i did however have a couple hot dogs and a generous portion of baked beans as well. It was all very good and we all had a great time. I was hungry again once we got home and ended up eating another 2 plates of leftover food from the cookout that night. Another day of heavy eating followed on Monday as I attempted to fulfill my seemingly insatiable appetite. I started to get very gassy on Monday night much to my mothers dismay as we watched TV. My stomach felt very unsettled on Tuesday morning when i woke up which hinted to me that something big was coming, and i was looking forward to it. Despite increasingly worse cramps, i decided i would have my usual breakfast of Mini wheats cereal before the cramps became unbearable. After a Particularly severe cramp, i winced and abruptly ended a conversation with my mom to head to the bathroom.
I briskly walked into my bathroom and approached my toilet with my hand on my stomach as it was extremely uncomfortable by now. After pulling my tight "pink" shorts down to my knees, i sat on the soft, comfortable seat which creaked under my weight and picked up a magazine off of the floor to read. I was going to be here for a while. I sat there reading and enjoying the sensations of urgency briefly before a loud growl from my stomach let me know that it was time. It had been 3 days since my last dump, which is on the longer side for me, and it needed to come out. With a girlish grunt, a soft log started descending into the toilet rapidly before i felt resistance as it pressed against the bottom of the bowl and began to bend. I bit my lower lip and pushed softly to keep it moving for a few moments before it broke off and fell with a "thud". Now seemed like a good time for a flush so i reached back and pressed the flusher to no avail as my small toilet was no match for this log. i could hear the water swirl but fail to glug as it normally does. Oh well, I could tell from the rumbling of my bowels that more was coming. I leafed through my magazine as my colon refilled when i had an idea. "the toilet is already clogged, lets see how bad i can make this" i thought to myself. I grinned coyly as i pushed and a thunderous crackling was heard, as soft poop exploded into the toilet below while i moaned with relief. The wave must have lasted 15 seconds before tapering off. I felt much better, but i wasn't done yet. A few farts, and several smaller bursts finished up my dump before i felt better. The smell in the bathroom was awful by now, smelling like a sewage treatment plant. I decided to flush before wiping but not before looking in the bowl. In the bowl was a huge pile of soft poop which peaked half way to the rim and covered most of the remaining water. Under that was a long soft log which came out of the pile and bent at the front into an "L" shape. When flushed,the toilet just choked. i reached for my plunger and plunged away while flushing my immense shit away. Once it was gone I wiped several times before flushing again and being left with a toilet which was still covered in skid marks and light brown water remained. I fear that this story has gotten long so i will end it here for now.
Amy
When you wet the bed but you're not in bed....
My name is Amy I'm 20 and I found this site a few years ago when I was doing research on how to stop bedwetting but I never posted until now. I used to wet the bed every night as a kid, I had to wear pull ups to bed and had a plastic sheet and everything. Thankfully it gradually lessened over time and once I was around 13 or 14 it was no longer a nightly thing. The problem is I do still randomly wet the bed sometimes. I will go like a year without doing it, then I'll do it twice in the same week. It's unpredictable.
This lead to an embarassing mishap in my most recent semester on campus. Obviously the past two semesters we've done remote classes because of covid but a couple years ago while still on campus I was in the library one night studying. I had a major paper and an upcoming exam so I was set up for the long haul in there. After a few hours I was tired and wanted to take a power nap, but I wasn't done yet so I didn't wanna pack up and go back to my dorm. Instead I just sat down in a comfy cushioned arm chair that they have around the library for reading, i set an alarm on my phone for 45 minutes and I snuggled up for a nap.
I fell asleep almost immediately. After 45 minutes my alarm went off and I groggily came too and was still sitting in the chair when I noticed I felt sweaty or something. I shifted around and thats when I felt cold air whoosh against my pants, and then I knew that I wet myself. I looked down and i reached behind me and patted my butt, and i discovered my leggings were soaked, and the chair cushion too. In just a 45 minute nap I managed to completely pee my pants. I looked up and there were people all over the place and I knew I obviously had a gigantic wet spot on my butt that I had no idea how to hide, because they were grey leggings. I ultimately realized there was nothing I could do and I just swallowed my pride, got up, collected my things and went back to my dorm as fast as I could, but my wet butt was on full display. I'm sure tons of people noticed it. I just kept my head down and pressed on... so that was pretty embarrassing! I think its the only time I've ever peed myself during a short nap. I blame the two cups of coffee I had while I was studying!
Anyone ever had an accident like this? I've always been worried about wetting someone else's bed like if I'm at a guy's place or staying in someone's guest room.
Amy
Wednesday, July 14, 2021
Noot
Answering Kristi's Survey
Hi! I don't have much to report lately so I thought I'd answer a survey instead.
Kristi's Survey:
1. When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)?
I usually take my phone or sometimes my laptop to read on. I rarely rush it unless I don't have much time.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done?
Usually just when I'm done unless it smells really bad!
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body just poop without much effort?
Usually a lot of pushing is needed. Not always though.
4. Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? If so, do you like using it?
Not yet!
5. If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable pooping if he or she is in the room?
Yeah, we do this all the time!
6. How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom?
I prefer not to but I will if I'm desperate.
7. What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself (pee or poop)?
Probably out of a window (not onto a public place).Jry
Some comments + Story
Hello everyone!
Work is consuming most of my time, but I have seen some stories that reminded me of some things which I am going to describe.
Lorenz: Your latest post titled "Public buses and crapping time" reminded me of something I called "pushing techniques" some years ago. I found intriguing that you described in that post that you started your pooping process with a "20% or so push" after which 2 or 3 pieces dropped, and then the main big one required a "40% to 60% push". I was wondering, what do you mean by these percentages? They reminded me of the pushing techniques because, in one that I had previously identified, people lean forward while continuously giving a firm but not too hard push and wait for their first pieces of poop (usually big) to drop. Others, in contrast, rest for a while and relax, and once they feel the poop poke out, then give a slight push so that it comes out. And along with these, there are many other ways. Could you describe in more detail how you usually push your crap out? It would be nice to compare what you do with what I do according to the occasion!
James: You have described a situation of having a solid "poo cork" that holds back the rest of the load. I found it quite interesting that you described it that way, because for many years in his teens until his early 20s, my friend Frank (whom I have written about in some of my latest posts) seemed to have something similar. Of course, being an adult, he did not have accidents like what you have described. But when he went to the bathroom and I was able to hear his plops, what almost always happened was that he sat down, peed, and after some seconds, a small "plop" that sounded like a marble dropped into the water. That one was very audible. Some seconds would then pass before his main poop came out. Unlike you, Frank's poops were almost always solid and even hard. But it sounded as if the main poop would need to wait a while until he dropped his poo cork and get started in his pooping process. He seemed to change that in his mid-20s, or at least I do not remember hearing that small plop at the beginning as often as I used to.
You mention that your poo cork helped you hold your poop in on occasion. But, I am wondering, has the poo cork also been something that made it difficult to start pooping? (for example, by being constipated or otherwise having a very large poo?
Tricky: Your stories are quite interesting as always. I keep thinking these past few weeks about the evolution of our pooping process - sessions as we grow up and age. I remember having the easiest poops when I was a child younger than 7, but having much more trouble with getting out my poop between age 7-12. My poops were kind of hard and knobbly at that point. Then when I was in my teens, I started having easier poops of the firm-but-not-hard kind, and sometimes softer ones. And in my 20s I have had many phases, but the most common are having three to four medium-to-large poops in any session. This leads me to my question: Have you always pooped huge amounts throughout your life? Or did you have specific phases like me? Maybe as a child you pooped less? And as you got in your teens and early adulthood that amount increased significantly?
Anyway, I love all the posts here, and keep them coming!
JryAnna from Austria
A recent event inspired me to another question for my fellow ladies
Have you ever encountered a Ladies room where almost everyone was pooping?
I haven't yet unit last weekend. Normaly I am one of the few poopers in the crowd when using a large restroom. Most of the other ladies are just peeing.
Last weekend it was different. I was swimming at the lake at a rather big public bath. After eating lunch at small restaurant in the bath i felt a certain pressure at my backdoor so I put my mask own and to the restaurants ladies room. It was just a single room unisex toilet and it was occupied. So I decided to head to the general toilet facilities at the bath.
It was a big Ladies Room with 10 stalls and a very interesting set up for Austrian standards.
As I have mentioned a few times already normaly the toilets in Austria are completley enclosed with walls from the ground tot he ceeling. If there are gaps they are really small so that you cannot barely see the feet of the other ladies using to toilet. The layout in tbe bath was more akin to the toilets I saw during my time in the states. Big gaps on the floor so that you can see the feet of the ladies. And there i a big gap at ceeling.
Thanks to the other open set up it was hard to ignore the fact 8 stalls that were taken were occupied by pooping ladies. The ambient noise was quite funny too.
Some were really grunting, others were silent bsides there rather loud ccohing farts and the sound of their poo falling into the toilet. One or 2 ladies also had diarrhea.
I took the 9th stall and soon joined the other 2 ladies with diarrhea having my own diarrhea.
I think it is not necessary to mention that the small in there was horrible.
I am 35 now and have used plenty of public restrooms since I was small but I have wittnessed such pooping before and I think it won't happen again so fast again if at all.
That' my other story for the day.
greetings from Austria
Anna
LEA
Replies and story
Sherryl: I liked your story about you going in the hole in the rock with your friend Amber so I was wondering who went first? Did you get to see her droppings? It reminded me of a camping trip from two years ago so I will post that.
Anna from Austria: I went to the old pages and saw some of your stories and they were good. You often have no choice but to use a public bathroom so did you dump on top of another poop? And is it true that you use the shelf-type toilets in Austria?
Catherine: I'm happy to hear that you can go normally again. From what I understood you, your husband and you daughter produce pretty large loads so did you ever have go on the same toilet without flushing in-between?
Mina: you wrote many stories and I like them. It seems like you and your three crushes go a lot every day. You often even flush many times also while pooping. So I wonder whether you ever all used the same toilet without flushing in-between, because there was no water or no time or another reason?
Emma two: It sounds like you regularly go outside in order to avoid clogging the bowl with a big load so I wondered whether you or Sarah ever clogged it but the other decided to use the toilet anyway?
So I went camping with my friends Danielle and her BF Mike two years ago. We drove to the camping site but it was full so we had to drive further and find a good spot. We were lucky and found a good spot. So we pinched the tent and had a good time. Then we went for a walk in the forest and found a tree stump with a hole in it. We decided that we should use it as a toilet when we have to go number two.
Then we had barbecue for dinner and ate a lot. Mike drank beer so he had to go pee many times but Danielle and I drank wine, hence we did not have to pee that much. For peeing we went to a bush at our improvised camping site. Then later in the evening Mike told that he had to go to the stump so we giggled and told him not to forget the TP and the flashlight. When he came back we asked him how it went and he said it was ok but he is not completely empty.
In the morning I woke up and it didn't smell good in the tent so we obviously farted overnight. I went to the bush and had a huge pee! Then I prepared oatmeal for breakfast. Mike and Danielle also went to the bush and were gone for a long time so they clearly also had long pees! Danielle told me that her belly was cramping so she would have to go take a shit soon. Then we had breakfast and I got the urge to shit. I told them that I was going and Danielle said she would come with me.
There was already plenty of TP in the stump so Mike definitely had a loose one! Danielle asked if she could go first because she was cramping and I said ok. She had to push to get her dump started and then I could hear her logs crackling! She passed many of them and then she wiped. We swapped places and I had a look into the hole and Danielle had done a huge dump! I told her that and she said that she felt so much better. So I sat down and I felt a wide log stretch my butt hole and it finally broke but I wasn't done yet. So I passed two more logs and I couldn't help but moan a little because it felt so good. Then I wiped and we had a look at the result. There was a whole lot of poop in the hole! But Danielle said that she maybe has to go some more so she sat again. Then she said yes it's coming and passed two short mushy turds. I was impressed. She wiped again and we went back. Mike commented we were gone for a long time and we laughed and said yes indeed we really had to go!
We had a chill morning and playing some cards and listened to music. Before having sandwiches for lunch Mike said he has to make some room for them and waved a TP roll. We laughed and said good luck. When he came back he said he felt three pounds lighter so I assumed it was much needed too. We ate the sandwiches and then I went for a solo hike so they could relax. When I came back we had chili for dinner and more wine so it was a great evening.
We slept and when I woke up there was an even stronger smell so we definitely farted in the tent! We had coffee and Danielle prepared pancakes for breakfast! I got a strong urge to go, so I told them I would be right back and they said ok. So I went to our toilet and Mike clearly had a good dump the day before! There were many flies on the logs Danielle and I had left but also lots of mushy shit from Mike! There was a clear smell coming but I had to go so I lowered my pants and started with my shit. It was soft and crackled a lot and I farted many times. When I looked at it it was even larger than the one from the day before!
We had breakfast and it was delicious but afterwards Danielle had to shit. So she asked me if I could keep her company and I said yes of course. So we went there and Danielle also commented on how much I had gone! She sat down and had a very gassy poop too with lots of crackling and many farts. I could see her logs and they were light brown or tan and either smooth and slick of mushy. I was impressed again by this huge amount! She wiped with a big smile on her face.
The stump was not full but there was clearly a lot in there! unfortunately we had to leave. On the way home we had to stop at a rest stop because Mike told that the pancakes wanted to get out big time! So it was a very nice trip & we agreed to do it again.
Pebbles
Two pee desperation stories
A couple of years ago I was travelling from Norway to Swedish Lapland by train. I got off the train at a small station, next to what I thought would be a pretty village to visit en route. Unfortunately, when I got there I found that everything in the village was completely closed up; it turned out it was essentially just a ski village and the ski season hadn't started yet. This was a bit of a disaster because I had 4 hours to wait until the next train. It was January, so it was pretty cold - around -15 (degree celsius). I had drunk a big cup of coffee before I got on the train, so at the point I arrived I was already feeling the need to pee.
I tried walking round the village a bit, but there really wasn't a lot to see and the roads were quite icy. Eventually I ended up back at the train station. There was no waiting room, so I just had to sit in the snow and wait for my train. To stop myself feeling so cold, I decided to start drinking a bottle of wine I had in my bag. That definitely helped - I soon felt warmer and more relaxed.
The problem was, I soon also felt a really urgent need to pee. I'm normally quite good at holding it, but I think the cold and probably also the wine made it worse. Soon I was standing up, legs crossed, holding my crotch and doing a weird pee-dance to try and hold it in. My bladder felt like it was going to burst and there were still 2 hours until my train came. I realised I was going to wet myself before then.
What to do? I walked down the platform as far as I could. There was no one around, but I wanted to get as far away from the entrance to the station as possible in case someone came. As I walked, I felt a spurt of pee escape into my knickers. As quickly as I could, I pulled down the two pairs of trousers I was wearing plus my knickers and crouched down in a snow drift. It was such a relief to release my bladder!
It was a strange feeling though to be pissing in the snow. My bottom felt cold really quickly! I didn't have anything to wipe with, so as soon as I was done I stood up and started pulling my clothing back up. Then I kicked some fresh snow over the very yellow snow now underneath me to try and cover it up. I'd only just finished when a train passed through the station; a few minutes earlier and everyone on the train would have seen me with my pants down!
That's definitely one of the times I've been most desperate for a pee. The most desperate time ever was in Hungary, at Lake Balaton. I had been on a wine tasting tour and drunk way more wine than I should have done, then gone for a swim in the lake with a group of equally drunk friends. I needed to pee at the point I put on my bikini and went into the lake, but swimming seemed to dull the urge for a while.
Eventually I stopped swimming and was just messing around a bit with my friends. We were splashing and chasing each other. One of my friends grabbed me around the waist and suddenly my urge to pee came back with a vengeance. I gasped and grabbed myself to try and stop the pee coming out.
"Are you okay?" asked my friend.
"I'm fine," I squeaked, still holding myself. I felt like if I moved, I was going to lose control of my bladder.
"Do you need the bathroom?" he asked, laughing.
I must have turned as red as a beetroot, but I nodded.
"There aren't any toilets round here," he said, which was what I suspected. "If you need to go, just go in the lake."
"I can't do that!" I said.
He shrugged. "It's up to you, but otherwise you'll have to hold it until we get back and that won't be for a couple of hours".
I wanted to cry. It was debatable whether I could hold it in for two minutes, never mind two hours. I tried to move, but as I did I felt a burst of pee leak out of me and grabbed myself again, crossing my legs as tightly as I could to try and stop anything else coming out.
As I fought to regain control, my friend came up behind me and grabbed my belly again, squeezing me in a bear hug. I gasped in shock and lost control completely, a stream of pee gushing out of me and through my little blue bikini bottoms. I remember the battle between being absolutely mortified that I was pissing myself in public in front of my friends and the feeling of blessed relief as the pressure in my bladder eased. Part of me wished the ground would open up and swallow me. The other part was ecstatic not to be holding in so much urine any more. My friend just thought it was hilarious and was laughing at me the whole time!unknown poster
To Abbie: Poop sucked back up
To Abbie: I have read a complaint you and your friends have of your poop getting sucked back up as you try and push it out. I decided to do some reading as I really want to help you out and thought you may want to know what could be causing this problem.
I will paste here what I found, look for a remedy called 'Silicea'. The below is what I found and thought it sounded like what you have.
" stool is passed down the rectum with great straining efforts but due to spasmodic constriction of anal sphincter it recedes back in. Someone needing Silicea homeopathic remedy tends to experience stools which are evacuated only with much pressure and straining. In some cases, after great urging and straining, the stool that has already protruded slips back into the rectum involuntarily. Prolonged efforts during stool may even render muscles of the abdomen sore. The stool itself tends to be very hard, dry, and unsatisfactory."
Hope what I found out helps!
Hollyrae
Answers to Kristi's survey
1.When you're pooping, do you try and finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time?
It depends where I am, and the circumstances. I've messed around on the toilet at home with my phone and reading because I was stalling on having to do my chores. Once this past year we weren't doing nothing in class so I excused myself. I got on the toilet and did a fast soft crap. Since I couldn't eat the M & Ms I had in a box in my purse in class, I decided to get them out. Dumb I know, but I tried to count how many were left. I fumbled with the box and about half of them went between my legs and onto the floor. So while I continued to sit and piss a little, I was reaching down and picking them up and putting them back in the box. They are my favorite candy and I'm not about to leave them.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when completely done?
At home my dad insists on the multiple flushes. That cuts down on his remarks about how much poop can come out of a 12-year-old girl. At school, most of us wait until we are fully done. See teachers and our assistant principal walk through during heavy use times. When they hear a flush, they stop until the door opens and the student comes out. They don't like to see wasted time and they quickly check the toilet for any messes and vandalism. And if there is a line waiting and fellow students hear a flush they get their hopes up. If the toilet doesn't open fast, there would be a riot.
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body poop without much effort?
I've had a few tough ones, both at home and away from home. I remember a few times at my friend Tori's house her mom has called us to dinner and I try and get a fast one in first. Once a babysitter of ours checked in on me and asked if I wanted my spaghetti plate on the toilet. Even Tori thought that was a b***** thing to say. A few times if I've taken a laxative pill at bedtime, I doesn't work until like 2nd hour at school. Then I've had to sit for sometimes 10 minutes before the blast out.
4. Have I used a Squatty Potty?
No
5. If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable crapping if he or she is in the room?
Not exactly. But my cousin Dominic and I crapped together in open toilets at the park a couple of years ago. He had to buy me ice cream though because I doubled his amount of crap. He didn't believe it, although we both walked in and sat down at the same time.
6. How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom?
With privacy doors, I've pretty comfortable, although it freaks me out when I see an eyeball and nose just above the latch. When there's no privacy door like in many of the bathrooms at my school, I try to shorten my time on the seat. Sometimes I lower my head, with my long hair thrown forward over my mid-section and that attracts less attention.