Elena
Pissing in the woods for the first time
I sometimes feel like I was born to be a hick. All of my extended family are good, old fashioned country folk, and when I was younger, it seemed like I was heading in that direction too. The only difference between me and the other boys; my lifelong fascination with urine actually worked contrary desires, making me too nervous to pee openly in nature like they did.
Years passed, and my side of the family moved to a more suburban area. Definitely not a city, but too "civilized" for me to go around peeing on trees even if the mood possessed me. Now in my early twenties, I've taken the odd piss in the backyard after dark, just for fun, but have never actually urinated in what would normally be considered "nature".
Tonight, I decided to change that. I've been going on daylight walks around my neighborhood and believed I'd found the ideal spot; at the far end, the streets terminate with shear forest. After dark fell, I made the journey out to the spot, without encountering another soul the entire time. Near the end of the street, I found a convenient path leading down into the deep woods (probably used by public workers to clean out the ditches. From there, I carefully crept through the thicket, looked back to ensure there were no houses in sight, turned off my cellphone flashed light and whipped my thing out. My bladder was filled to the brim, but I still had a hard time getting started, but once I let loose the first spray, it was easy going. At first I thought that sound of my urine splattering on the foliage would be heard from the street (not that there was anyone around to hear it), but after a few seconds, the sound blended with the other forest ambience. After holding for so long, denying myself this freedom for so many years, it was so euphoric to finally let go and relieve myself the way nature intended. I must've gone for a minute straight before the stream died off with a few strong jets. After that, I shook dry, tucked myself away, and headed back to civilization. But I felt different now. I didn't feel the need to find a clear path to proceed, I was comfortable enough squeezing my way through the branches and brambles until I was free, though I did get a couple cuts in my arm for my trouble.
I walked home with a spring in my step, and write this now while I'm still riding on that cloud of contentment. I also saw an armadillo. It was awesome.
MDL
For the accident prone
There've been a few posts recently about people using a diaper when they'd rather not and also people not having a diaper because they'd rather not but running into ... complications ... as a result.
So here's some thoughts about what -I- do (this is not advice, let alone medical advice, it's just "stuff that seems to work for me")
For context: When I say 'diaper' I mean either (in Europe) a Molicare Slip Maxi, preferably their 'ten dot,' (though I'd also note that the Seni Quatro is also brilliant and while it won't handle full deperate flow as well as a Slip Maxi it has a noticeably higher total capacity before it leaks) and am informed by USian friends that the NorthShore Megamax is roughly the equivalent there; similarly when I say 'pullup' I mean a Molicare Mobile ten dot (obviously less capacity than the ten dot Slip Maxi but still impressive) or again from friends the NorthShore GoSupreme.
So far as I understand the brands, they're fairly similar in terms of capacity etc. - the only signficant difference I'm aware of is that the GoSupreme has adhesive tabs on it that are not meant for use while wearing it, but to be used after taking it off to keep it packed tightly after it's rolled up so it's easier to dispose of.
(also, I only ever wear things that are cloth backed rather than plastic backed, because the plastic backed versions are much harder to re-strap if you need to take it off briefly, and also because they tend to make crinkling noises, and I would really rather not)
Anyway.
I have had multiple years of bedwetting issues, usually after coming home from a night at a pub - but because I tend to sleep on my side, even a maximally absorbent diaper tends to only soak up a percentage of my wetting and then the rest ends up on the sheet/mattress anyway.
Getting a rubber sheet to put between the mattress and the top sheet does help with that, but at the volume I produce is not great for the carpet.
The solution I eventually found was three layers - good diaper on the inside, cloth diaper outside that, and then plastic pants as the outer layer to catch anything that escaped the first two.
I've found Kanga brand sufficient for that, though I mostly now use Haian (likely a generic amazon brand) because they're thicker plastic and have impressively tight thigh and waist seals - a bit uncomfortable to begin with, but really impressive.
But either way, the end result was even if _I_ woke up soggy, the sheet and bed remained entirely dry.
Note re the change of plastic pants brand: As a test, I once dumped a full bladder into a Haian without anything else between me and it, and while the result really did, uh, slosh, not even a drop escaped through the thigh seals and I was still entirely dry below the plastic until I'd carefully stepped through to be stood in the bath and pulled the seals away from my legs deliberately so it could drain before I showered.
I tend to take a dose of loperamide hydrochloride daily to slow down my guts because, well, because I drink industrial amounts of coffee and my personal preference is for my defecation to be around 2-3 on the Bristol Stool Scale and if I don't it's much more likely to be 5-6.
I will often, when traveling on a long car ride, or just to sit in a beer garden outside a pub, leave homr wearing a diaper so I don't have to rely on gas stations/motorway service stations in the former case or bother moving from my seat except to go to the bar or change in the latter; even the maximal ones don't IME show under a loose pair of combat pants.
However, they aren't entirely discreet under e.g. a miniskirt (I am a cis dude and I am not cross-dressing, just a goth boy who likes to wear a miniskirt and stripey tights sometimes ;) ... BUT I've found that a high quality pullup, followed by plastic pants, followed by tights, with a pair of boxers over the top of the tights mean that I can sit down without clenching my legs together and everything just looks normal (at least for a goth night for me; those gendered female will probably do fine but have different taste in the underwear over the tights ;).
The plastic pants part of the last paragraph are not required under most circumstances, a decent pullup will still generally take whatever level of bladder fill you throw at it _once_ (Slip Maxi, 2.2, Seni Quatro, 2.8) and you can just go change a few minutes afterwards, but if for whatever reason you end up pooping in them, a full diaper will buy you a couple of minutes before the scent escapes, a pullup will buy you barely seconds ... but the waist elastic of a good plastic will buy you long enough to arrange sorting yourself out in an orderly fashion.
(if I'm leaving the house in a pullup rather than a full-on diaper, I always make sure that I'm either not going to need to go or have a plastic around the pullup; I don't want to end up smelling in a way that's unpleasant for staff or fellow customers at wherever I'm heading, that would be embarassing but more importantly guilt-inducing if I did that when it could easily have been avoided)
I have no diagnoses but (by my own observations and those of my friends) am probably on some sort of spectrum and also somewhat in the direction of ADHD, so the travails of Emily and Denise both struck a chord with me. I may yet have stories to offer, but for the moment, the Useful Information seemed more important to share and I hope the above is helpful to at least somebody :D
Train toilet
A few days back I travelled by train in Bulgaria. During the journey I had to poop. I was chocked to see that the toilet outlet was just down onto the track. I had no way around than deliver my waste onto the track.
Tommy
Just Curious
Hey, I've been a lurker on here for awhile and I love the stories on here and I have some questions, Does anyone have any stories about scrunching your face while you poop or does anyone do that? My girlfriend does that and I really like it. So I was just curious if any other women do that on here,I'd love to read some stories. Thank You.
Pete
Correction
I made a classic mistake in my last. post.. The last two sentences should read:
I do not know for certain, being circumcised, but I suspect that uncircumcised men have even more problems with dripping urine. Again, I would like comments on this.Pete
My daily number two
I am trying to make an interesting story about visiting the toilet to do my number two. My bowels are as regular as clockwork. Every morning at 8:50 am, I can feel the indications in my bowels that they are ready for their daily emptying. These indications consist of a series of farts that get more and more smelly if I ignore them. If I am at home I have a choice of three toilets in which to do my business, but if I'm away from home I have to decide what I should do. There are two choices: one is to find a suitable public toilet and the other is just to leave it and hope that the urgency in my bowels dies down. I am not usually in a train at that time of day, so it's not usual for me to shit in a train toilet. However, there are a number of occasions on which has been necessary to visit the Gents' toilet in a railway station to take my morning dump. There have been great improvements in railway station toilets in the last few years at least in the biggest stations: for example most of them have a abolished payments that there were and the toilets at London Kings Cross have been improved, modernised and enlarged as result of the increased patronage now that they are free. The toilets in London St Pancras International were always better and always more crowded for the reason that they have always been free. One of the advantage of being a man is that if you need a shit you do not usually have to stand in line waiting for a vacant stall. This has only happened to me in airport toilets.Denise
To Emily and Trekkie - thank you for your kind words. Emily thank you, I will keep that in mind. I'm glad you have found diapers helpful and I have found your stories about wearing them very interesting, it's useful to hear about such experiences. And Trekkie, ha! Funny, other autistic people have said that too. I do resonate a lot with what some people have posted, particularly feeling 'full' and uncomfortable but not translating that into needing to poop necessarily right away. It's funny, I do sometimes find using the bathroom kind of overwhelming, it's hard to explain what I mean by that.
Anyway, lots of love to everyone!
Mina
To Thunder : about Kazu
Dear Thunder,
Kazu is moved that you wrote about her. She said "Please blow kisses to Thunder." Mina said, "Blow it yourself." So she blew. We hope you feel.
Kazu usually doesn't sit on toilet for half an hour. Her usual time is between 10 and 15 minutes, same with Maho and Mina (Hisae sits about 8 to 10 minutes usually).
But on her first day in college, she arrived very early for ceremony. She had plan to defecate (because she hate to do at home), but in fact she had lots of time, much more than her plan, before her appointment with high school classmates who starting at same college. So when she found college loo with many cubicles, she went into cubicle and defecated and did wee, then she checked time and decided to stay on loo with three reasons: 1. She had lots of time. 2. Loo room was not crowded; Kazu checked many times with eyes and ears. 3. Her bottom was still full. That was most important reason. So she flushed, then sat down again and opened her bottom many more times, with flushing when loo was too full. She says she was smiling little bit. She felt happy to start her college life with good defecate, but she didn't expect, that it would be so huge one.
Kazu defecates almost every day. But her appetite is unbelievable, she eats more than her three crushes (even all three crushes also have huge HUGE appetite), but we seem that we have very long intestine (we heard most Asian have). Maho skips a day quite often, Mina sometimes but less often, Kazu not often, Hisae almost never. None of us are fat. Hisae is little bit chubby, but only little bit, she has cute figure and very very beautiful bottom. (Chae, please kiss to Mina LATER.) We eat like tyrannosaurus but we are normal size because of our huge defecates, perhaps.
We are unhappy that you often have a trouble in loo. We hope you will be able to defecate comfortable every time. Also we hope that you remember to wiggle your bottom when you use bidet after your defecate. Mina learned word, "wiggle bottom", from you!! She didn't know that word.
We love you. Kazu blowing kiss to computer for you many times. Hisae and Maho and Mina also start blow.
Dear Anna Beth, we are happy that you are pooping a lot. It is very healthy! We hope you enjoy your important time on loo with bare beautiful bottom. Please treasure that valuable time. We love you too.
Dear Anna from Austria, maybe you don't need worry about fragrance you leave in MacDonalds loo. We usually leave even in loo outside our home. Everybody leave. Fragrance goes away quickly. Even next woman says "aaaah horrendous", she forget about that almost same moment. If she angry, she is bad woman, you don't need worry about her. It is normal that loo has fragrance which is produced by everybody's bottom.
We love you too.
We love everyone this site. We hope everyone has wonderful comfy time on loo.
Online kisses to everyone, and Happy Easter to everyone, from your very own Chakamami Family
Monday, April 21, 2025
Emily
I wanted to share a story about a new girl in my spec-ed class that happened yesterday which was her first day. I was talking with her at lunch and getting to know her. She and her family had recently moved here for her dad's new job, and just like me, she also has autism. As we were talking, I noticed she kept moving around and rocking back and forth in her seat but with autism, that can be a form of stimming which is something we sometimes do when we're stressed. I tried to reassure her but it kept getting worse and eventually she started to cry which got the attention of one of the paras. When they came over to ask what was wrong, she told them that she had a accident. When they took her to go get cleaned up, I saw that she had a large wet spot all over her pants.
She came back with new pants on and acted like nothing happened. She stayed dry the rest of the day, but I did notice that the paras asked her if she had to go to the bathroom every hour.
Rike
Also a museum but no poop there
First Elizabeth and Anna from Austria, I liked your stories.
Yesterday I went myself to a new museum for local history. When I arrived at the train station I went directly to the bathroom as my bladder was full. There was a mother and daughter at the entrance but only the daughter went in. I paid my Euro and also went to the women's toilet. The girl was already in a stall and she said 'What a giant pile of poop'. I don't know if this referred to an unflushed toilet or her own poop. The last stall was empty so I took it. After sitting down a strong stream gushed out an I was quickly done. When I was finished I went to a bakery for a breakfast, as I had none before. The museum was interesting, but their signage for the bathroom was a bit misleading. Sometime on the ground floor I needed to poop, I think that was the coffee I drank. The sign towards the toilet pointed to the next exhibition room, so I followed it. But there was not the toilet, just the intended way through the exhibition, down in the basement. So I followed the exhibition and held my poop in. I went to the point where needed to walk the stairs up again and went to the first floor where I finally found toilets. I did fart after sitting down, but to my surprise I couldn't poop. Nothing came out. So I gave up and finished the exhibition. I went to the university library as I wanted to look for some articles and maybe there I was able to poop. When arriving I locked my bag away and went to the nearest bathroom. There was a small line, three women were ahead of me, but after waiting only two minutes a middle stall was open and I went in. The seat was clean so I sat down. I needed to fart again, but after pushing for a bit of time some kind of soft poop went out. I needed quite the amount of toilet paper. I didn't hear anyone else as I had my headphones on. When I was done, there was a line againThunder
Contrast my BM s and Kazu
I note from Mina that Kazu can be half an hour on the toilet. I am really that long usually much shorter. The only time when I've been on for half an hour is when constipated and have a very slow movement. A little bit at the time. It seems that Kazu only goes every few days . I can go to the toilet. A few times a day but I take Osmolax and sometimes other laxatives . Right now I have inserted a suppository and waiting for it to have good effect and writing this post. Laxatives keep my stool softer otherwise they are rockhard. In fact you need a diamond saw to cut through them . I think I would like to be like Kazu and have a half hour movement with some assistance and encouragement from others.
I feel to say the suppository is starting to work so I suppose I better finish up
ThunderAnna Beth
I pooped today. I've been pooping a lot lately. I just thought I'd tell you!
Pete
Toilet training boys
I think that most children are toilet trained by their mothers and that this means that some things never get mentioned because the children are boys. Really fathers are the ones who should toilet-train their sons but I doubt very much whether most fathers are concerned enough or capable of doing this for their sons. What do our male readers think?
When it comes to peeing for instance, fathers can give a good example. I always follow my father's example in peeing in the wash basin/sink rather than into the toilet. This has the advantage that it minimises the possibility of dripping on the seat or rim of the toilet and you use less water to flush the urine away.
Additionally, I was an adult before discovering by noticing other men doing it, that it is important to give your male organ a good shake before putting it back into your underwear. This is particularly important when you do not have access to toilet paper, e.g. when using the urinal. I do not know for certain, being circumcised, but I suspect that circumcised men have even more problems with dripping urine. Again, I would like comments on this.
Bianca
Poop Delima
Hey guys. After worrying again about my diarrhea, things have. settled today. Duck ride day April 15th poop wise was good. Today's small poops were boring. I think my tumeric tablets worsened my poop? Who knows. Strangly, I had daytime diarrhe for about 15 days or so. My poor ipod has a loose screen. If I need to stop writing, I'll think of you on and off the toilet. Bye.
Friday, April 18, 2025
trekkie
Emily, I love your story, even if you probably didn't at the time. It's wonderful that you have such an understanding mom, and that the other mom seems to get it as well! Yes, anyone can have an accident and they need to be treated the way both moms in this story knew to treat their daughters, regardless of your ages.
Denise, I'm so sorry you went through such embarrassment! But, you have been accident free for such a long time, and with a mental condition that makes it hard-maybe more than one. Congratulations are still in order! And for what it's worth, you definitely make my autism radar go off. What do you think of the recent stories of other autistic people here? Do they sound familiar?
Anna from Austria
MacDonalds poop
A story from last week. I had breakfast at macdonalds plus 2 cubs of black coffee.
It is normal for me that coffee helps to induce my bowel movements but it takes 20 to 30 minutes normally before the coffee kicks in.
This time I had to poop almost immediately after I finished the coffee. So I had to visit the ladies room asap.
The 2 stalls were empty so I took one stall. Pulled down my slacks and laced panties.
I started to pee during mid pee I had to fart and the poop started to come out. Some more farts and more poop. Then I was done.
I wiped and flushed the toilet and washed my hands. I went back to my table to finish my meal. I really felt lucky not having an audiance. I also felt a bit sorry for the ladies and had to go after me. Left quite a stench and the ventilation of the bathroom did not be that great.
That is one draw back of smaller bathrooms. The poo smell lingers quite long in the air.
greetings from Austria
AnnaEmily
To Denise:
I'm sorry to hear about your accident. I know it must be embarrassing to consider having to wear diapers again, but you're doing the right things by going to get checked out. As someone who also has autism and wears diapers, I know it can be embarrassing but the diapers do help a lot when an accident happens. I hope your new medication helps you!
Leah
Personal Update and a reply
Excellent stories from everyone, I'm enjoying reading them but err, I don't have much to report since I fell unwell over three weeks ago.
I tried to give an update about two weeks ago, but when I clicked submit an error message came up on screen and it was too much effort to re-type the whole post again so, question to all.
Has anyone submitted a story only to get an error message, and found that there is a story you cannot be bothered to type again? I'm sure it doesn't happen very often.
So my "update" is that I have a bad leg strain and I haven't left my home much for three - four weeks, the pain used to be so bad and I was on lots of painkillers, the constipation has been a nightmare since it's hard to walk. I have been having help from a friend, she has been getting my shopping and cooking and helping me ect..... so my stories have dried up for now but I can talk about experiences and replies, which brings me to.....
Dear MJD:
The cleaner doesn't spend much time cleaning the ladies loos since there are so few of us, it doesn't get that dirty really, just dusty but if I hear someone entering the ladies I push my door closed and hope James the cleaner doesn't walk in on me.
It's embarrassing if someone hears you having a poo, because you give yourself away straight away hehe.
We are not supposed to be away from the shop floor for long periods but works for the manager, thats why he called her and "Charlie" had a pained voice as she replied" yes boss, I'm coming" I don't think she was constipated, she simply got rushed off the loo before she could get all her poo out. I think my poo record is pushing 40 minutes.
I avoid pooping on trains, it's hard enough just trying too pee as I can't get comfortable with the train bouncing around all the time, it can take me awhile to just pee.
Planes are different as you are on them for hours at a time and, inevitably you might need to have a poo, I have pooped on planes before, I can't remember the last time but airplane loos make me feel very self-conscious knowing everyone can see how long your taking. I have struggled out of frustration as my poo would not come out, it doesn't help when people keep knocking on the door, my poo gets sucked back up my bum when that happens and the gas was so bad I felt like fainting.
I hold my breath when I push and blow hard, I just hope no-one can hear me!.
I don't see my friends regularly, but weekly so I don't really know but recently kelly had a big stinky poo, that was after she ran me a bath and helped me get into it, she said "I hope you don't mind but last night's Thai curry is going right through me" I said "I wouldn't complain if this bathroom has a window" "just go" I said, so I'm looking across and Kelly pulls down her white trousers and panties to her knees and she explodes with a small serving of mushy plops for about a minute and wet farts, and then it stops and she let's out a bit sigh and I said you look like you enjoyed that" "apart from the smell" she said and flushed the loo, her bum got soaking wet from the flush but remained sat, she said she had more and took off her trousers and panties, "I wish I had something to read" she said "I can feel something up my bum, aagh" "it's OK, I'm enjoying the show" I said as it was passing time.
So she sat looking at me and I tried to not make it awkward as Kelly's stomach rumbled "oooohh" she exclaimed as she doubled over, how longs it been, Kelly? I said, a few day's but I'm so busy I lose track of time, so maybe longer, that was followed with a skunk like gas leak, "oh God, you have got it bad" I said as I fanned my hand and she started to push "aaaah" so what? I asked, "diarrhoea followed by constipation, really?" "Yep" some small plops followed with a gasp, more little plops followed before the splashes got louder and bigger and when she wiped she must have used about 50 sheets, she stood up in all her glory before re-dressing and washed her hands, "tell me when you want to come out and I'll come" she said as she left for the living room.
It's hard to say, growing up my sister and dad and I took a while, my sister still gets constipated to this day, it was hard growing up with only one loo, I remember going out into the back garden and squatting behind a bush when I was desperate to pee, I had to make sure I was well hidden!
My school days were a mess, lets say i was a slow developer, i can reciprocate with EMily and CAllIOOPS as I used to have poo accidents all the time, I remember my mother giving me fybogel and I never knew that I needed to poo until it just leaked out of my bum, I was bullied quite badly for it, but my mother must have known I was constipated or she would not have put me on fybogel, and that was primary school, I don't remember pooping myself in secondary school but I remember being very shy with using the loos, my pee and poos never came out easily in secondary school, I used hold my poo until the end of the school day and find a quite bathroom and by that time I was constipated, I used to sit on the loo and cry just as the cleaner was nearby, sometimes I was not alone in the girls room but at the same time I was desperate to get my poo out I would try to force it out I would crease my face up and spread my bum cheeks, some doors had broken locks so the cleaner would walk in on me sometimes "have you been crying" "please leave" I would say with a strained voice.
So that's where I am, trying to get well and I hope everyone is too.
Bye for now
LeahChris
Taylor: In your story of the teen who pooped her pants, it's amazing how uncompassionate her mom was. "You just have to go in your pants" rather than "try to hold it but if you can't that's okay". You were more considerate than her mom was. Like the worst thing for her isn't just pooping her pants but another teen she knows seeing and gossiping about it!
Thunder
A Very quick easy movement
I had an urgency first thing this morning and had to sit on the toilet rather quickly.
I do not think my anal sphincter has the strength it had once.
As I went to sit very soft poo was staring to come out.
I did not even push and it poured out....very smelly soft serve that splattered the toilet bowl.
It was such a relief!
Thunder
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
To Elizabeth
Elizabeth I liked your museum poop story. Hope your poop came out ok. I pooped yesterday it was nice & smooth. What's your most memorable poop you've took? Looking forward to hearing from u! My name is Austin by the way!
Leah
Personal Update and a reply
Excellent stories from everyone, I'm enjoying reading them but err, I don't have much to report since I fell unwell over three weeks ago.
I tried to give an update about two weeks ago, but when I clicked submit an error message came up on screen and it was too much effort to re-type the whole post again so, question to all.
Has anyone submitted a story only to get an error message, and found that there is a story you cannot be bothered to type again? I'm sure it doesn't happen very often.
So my "update" is that I have a bad leg strain and I haven't left my home much for three - four weeks, the pain used to be so bad and I was on lots of painkillers, the constipation has been a nightmare since it's hard to walk. I have been having help from a friend, she has been getting my shopping and cooking and helping me ect..... so my stories have dried up for now but I can talk about experiences and replies, which brings me to.....
Dear MJD:
The cleaner doesn't spend much time cleaning the ladies loos since there are so few of us, it doesn't get that dirty really, just dusty but if I hear someone entering the ladies I push my door closed and hope James the cleaner doesn't walk in on me.
It's embarrassing if someone hears you having a poo, because you give yourself away straight away hehe.
We are not supposed to be away from the shop floor for long periods but works for the manager, thats why he called her and "Charlie" had a pained voice as she replied" yes boss, I'm coming" I don't think she was constipated, she simply got rushed off the loo before she could get all her poo out. I think my poo record is pushing 40 minutes.
I avoid pooping on trains, it's hard enough just trying too pee as I can't get comfortable with the train bouncing around all the time, it can take me awhile to just pee.
Planes are different as you are on them for hours at a time and, inevitably you might need to have a poo, I have pooped on planes before, I can't remember the last time but airplane loos make me feel very self-conscious knowing everyone can see how long your taking. I have struggled out of frustration as my poo would not come out, it doesn't help when people keep knocking on the door, my poo gets sucked back up my bum when that happens and the gas was so bad I felt like fainting.
I hold my breath when I push and blow hard, I just hope no-one can hear me!.
I don't see my friends regularly, but weekly so I don't really know but recently kelly had a big stinky poo, that was after she ran me a bath and helped me get into it, she said "I hope you don't mind but last night's Thai curry is going right through me" I said "I wouldn't complain if this bathroom has a window" "just go" I said, so I'm looking across and Kelly pulls down her white trousers and panties to her knees and she explodes with a small serving of mushy plops for about a minute and wet farts, and then it stops and she let's out a bit sigh and I said you look like you enjoyed that" "apart from the smell" she said and flushed the loo, her bum got soaking wet from the flush but remained sat, she said she had more and took off her trousers and panties, "I wish I had something to read" she said "I can feel something up my bum, aagh" "it's OK, I'm enjoying the show" I said as it was passing time.
So she sat looking at me and I tried to not make it awkward as Kelly's stomach rumbled "oooohh" she exclaimed as she doubled over, how longs it been, Kelly? I said, a few day's but I'm so busy I lose track of time, so maybe longer, that was followed with a skunk like gas leak, "oh God, you have got it bad" I said as I fanned my hand and she started to push "aaaah" so what? I asked, "diarrhoea followed by constipation, really?" "Yep" some small plops followed with a gasp, more little plops followed before the splashes got louder and bigger and when she wiped she must have used about 50 sheets, she stood up in all her glory before re-dressing and washed her hands, "tell me when you want to come out and I'll come" she said as she left for the living room.
It's hard to say, growing up my sister and dad and I took a while, my sister still gets constipated to this day, it was hard growing up with only one loo, I remember going out into the back garden and squatting behind a bush when I was desperate to pee, I had to make sure I was well hidden!
My school days were a mess, lets say i was a slow developer, i can reciprocate with EMily and CAllIOOPS as I used to have poo accidents all the time, I remember my mother giving me fybogel and I never knew that I needed to poo until it just leaked out of my bum, I was bullied quite badly for it, but my mother must have known I was constipated or she would not have put me on fybogel, and that was primary school, I don't remember pooping myself in secondary school but I remember being very shy with using the loos, my pee and poos never came out easily in secondary school, I used hold my poo until the end of the school day and find a quite bathroom and by that time I was constipated, I used to sit on the loo and cry just as the cleaner was nearby, sometimes I was not alone in the girls room but at the same time I was desperate to get my poo out I would try to force it out I would crease my face up and spread my bum cheeks, some doors had broken locks so the cleaner would walk in on me sometimes "have you been crying" "please leave" I would say with a strained voice.
So that's where I am, trying to get well and I hope everyone is too.
Bye for now
Leah
trekkie
Emily, I love your story, even if you probably didn't at the time. It's wonderful that you have such an understanding mom, and that the other mom seems to get it as well! Yes, anyone can have an accident and they need to be treated the way both moms in this story knew to treat their daughters, regardless of your ages.
Denise, I'm so sorry you went through such embarrassment! But, you have been accident free for such a long time, and with a mental condition that makes it hard-maybe more than one. Congratulations are still in order! And for what it's worth, you definitely make my autism radar go off. What do you think of the recent stories of other autistic people here? Do they sound familiar?Emily
To Denise:
I'm sorry to hear about your accident. I know it must be embarrassing to consider having to wear diapers again, but you're doing the right things by going to get checked out. As someone who also has autism and wears diapers, I know it can be embarrassing but the diapers do help a lot when an accident happens. I hope your new medication helps you!Anna from Austria
MacDonalds poop
A story from last week. I had breakfast at macdonalds plus 2 cubs of black coffee.
It is normal for me that coffee helps to induce my bowel movements but it takes 20 to 30 minutes normally before the coffee kicks in.
This time I had to poop almost immediately after I finished the coffee. So I had to visit the ladies room asap.
The 2 stalls were empty so I took one stall. Pulled down my slacks and laced panties.
I started to pee during mid pee I had to fart and the poop started to come out. Some more farts and more poop. Then I was done.
I wiped and flushed the toilet and washed my hands. I went back to my table to finish my meal. I really felt lucky not having an audiance. I also felt a bit sorry for the ladies and had to go after me. Left quite a stench and the ventilation of the bathroom did not be that great.
That is one draw back of smaller bathrooms. The poo smell lingers quite long in the air.
greetings from Austria
Anna
To Elizabeth
Elizabeth I liked your museum poop story. Hope your poop came out ok. I pooped yesterday it was nice & smooth. What's your most memorable poop you've took? Looking forward to hearing from u! My name is Austin by the way!
Emily
Hi Everyone,
I wanted to share a story about what happened a few days ago to me at the mall. As you know from some of my old posts, I have autism and don't always do well making it to the toilet when I need to go. Even though I sometimes can use the toilet, I still wear diapers for times where I don't make it or don't realize I need to go.
My mom decided to take me to the mall to look for new shoes. She also wanted to upgrade her cell phone, so we were going to stop at the phone company's store at the mall. I got my new shoes and after getting them my mom took me to the bathroom so I could try to go on the toilet. I sat down and tried but only managed to pee a tiny amount.
We went over to the cell phone place and after 30 minutes, I started to get a full sensation in my stomach. I tried to get my moms attention but she was talking to the salesperson. I looked at some of the demo phones on display and tried not to think about the urge, but after a few minutes, the pressure got to be too much and my bowels started to empty. I tried not to make it obvious but after a few minutes, the smell was unmistakable.
My mom ended up getting her new phone and as she came over to me, quietly asked if I had pooped my pants. I wasn't able to muster up the courage to answer so I shrugged my shoulders. We left the phone store and made our way to the family/accessible bathroom. Unfortunately, it was being used, and so we had to wait for it to be free along with another mom and daughter pair. The daughter, who appeared to be about 6, had a visible wet patch on her pants. While we were waiting, I heard her mom ask her if she had done more then just pee her pants. The daughter insisted that she was only wet, which caused her mom to peak down the back of her pants to confirm. After mom found no evidence of a poop accident, the daughter said "maybe she (pointing at me) pooped her pants". I felt my face flush and tried just to look at the ground, while her mother scolded her and said it wasn't nice to talk about other people and that I was probably embarrassed. She also mentioned that sometimes even older kids or adults might have accidents too. I tried not to make eye contact with them and wished that our turn would come soon.
Eventually it was our turn to go in, and my mom helped me change. If I need to be changed while we're out, the mall is one of the nicer places. Within the family or accessible bathroom, they've installed adult change table, which was way nicer than being changed on the floor. I sometimes wonder how many others might need this, but I'm glad they have it.
After that we did a little more shopping and went home.
Thursday, April 10, 2025
Thunder
Morning success Secundus
In the morning when I wake up summers I have no urge at all to poo other times. I really want to poo and just can't get anything out. My bowels are just too tired and lazy. Sometimes I can do a little bit and that's it. I then look forward to later in the day.
This morning I woke up and second morning of the right through my bottom on the toilet at out came very solid chunks of poo. I was very pleased because I rather think some of the stools I produce had been on the thin side. Not pencil thing but thin. I know pencil thing is a bad sign. Anyway, a great result. I'm very happy and guess what had another productive session this afternoon
I've had some dental work done today and will have some more work done and I've been put on strong painkillers and that will cause constipation so that will be interesting. Anyway, I should be awarded a doctor of philosophy in managing constipation.
Will keep you updated,
Thunder.
STEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
The past three days I have been cleaning the cars washing and polishing.This morning I used the BRANN Q TOILET BUCKET for NUMBER TOO
it was very enjoyable a seating hight eleven inches, when done wiped with COUSHEL toilet paper then emptied in bonfire.Denise
Hi folks.
I've been sitting on this post for a few weeks. I needed some time to process what happened and make sense of it before sharing. It's been a really tough time but I feel ready to talk about it and I hope doing so will help.
Anyway....after over eight years accident free, my streak has come to an end. And in such an embarrassing way.
I may have mentioned before that I was off my ADHD meds for a while, I'd been having side effects and my psych recommended a break before trying something else. By now I have so many other organizational tools in place that while I noticed the impact being off them, I was still managing my life pretty well. I do have regular notifications on my phone reminding me to do things like drink some water, eat a snack, use the bathroom etc. My first mistake was getting a bit lax with these reminders. Occasionally, I'd get a bathroom reminder and notice I did need to go, but figure I could probably hold it until the next one. This is a slippery slope, I have found out.
Anyway, I went to a local artist event at the harborside in my city one day. It's becoming warm so I was wearing shorts and bikini cut underwear. This is relevant - historically because of my strict parents, I wore boy short type undies growing up and continued to do so well into my twenties, but now bikini is my go to. When I got to the harbor, my reminder went off and I realized I felt a slight urge to poop, but really nothing urgent. There was lots I wanted to check out, so I assessed it as non urgent and went about my way.
Art is a special interest for me and before long I was super engrossed. I'd stuck my phone in my bag and turned off the ringer. I don't know how much time passed, but eventually I became vaguely aware of feeling a bit uncomfortable, and shifting around a bit trying to ease the discomfort. Of course in retrospect, it's obvious I was dealing with an increasingly urgent need to poop, but I was completely lost in my focus on the art and just didn't notice. I'd also completely forgotten that at my last reminder, I had needed to poop.
Finally, I was looking at a painting when my stomach cramped so hard it broke through my trance and I realized what was happening. I winced, and at that exact moment I felt....ok, pardon how graphic this is...I felt my butt opening up and a piece of poop start to poke out. I gasped and immediately felt my panic rising as the situation sunk in...I needed to poop, BADLY, and I had almost no time to respond to it. I clenched for dear life and stopped the poop, but a little bit was still sticking out and I could not (sorry, graphic) pull it back in. I dashed off in the direction of the public bathrooms, which thankfully were not too far. The whole time I was walking, I could feel the physical signs of panic setting in...my face was getting red hot, I was trembling, and I was breathing quickly. It has been so long since I've had a real emergency, I was completely blindsided by this and felt super overwhelmed.
I got in sight of the bathrooms, and could see they were occupied, but nobody was lined up. What really gets me is that I was so close. I was only a few years away when it happened. My stomach clenched again so hard I gasped in pain and couldn't walk any further. To my horror I felt a huge poop start squishing out and filling up my underwear. I was completely unable to stop it. The worst part is, I was so public! I was in the middle of a big area full of people milling around. I could feel my shorts getting tighter and starting to sag and began to feel almost frantic with embarrassment at how many people could be seeing this. And then - it got worse. As I mentioned, I was wearing bikini cut panties. My previous accidents have always been fully contained, which I know realize is because of the more coverage underwear I used to wear. I heard a soft 'plop' next to me and looked down - to my absolute horror, my poop had overwhelmed my panties' capacity and a piece of poop had spilled out and fallen to the ground next to me. I could not believe it. I have never felt so humiliated in my life. I was literally pooping on the ground in the middle of a crowd. I can barely think about it still. I heard a little kid nearby say 'ewww, mom look' before his mom shushed him. I was too mortified to look around and see who else was watching. The whole thing only lasted a few seconds, but as usual it was a huge poop. I was in shock, but tried to gather myself and walk towards the bathrooms. Thank god one of them opened up fairly quickly and I was able to escape. My shorts were completely tight on me and when I looked in the mirror, that's when I broke down and started crying. It was obvious I'd taken a huge shit in my pants, the bulge stuck out really far and tented my shorts.
At first I just cried, I was sobbing too hard to do anything. Then I pulled out my phone and called my partner in tears asking him to come get me. Then I set about cleaning myself up as best I could. I threw away my underwear and wiped myself down with wet paper towels. Then I stayed in the bathroom still crying until my partner texted me that he was nearby. I dashed out and kept my head down until I got in his car.
Bless my partner, he is truly the best. He was obviously concerned, but when I explained to him that I'd had an accident in my pants he completely got it. He knows my history and how significant this was. He reassured me that the last eight years still count even though I'd had a set back, and that I'd done the right thing calling him. When we got home, he washed my clothes while I showered, and then he drew me a hot relaxing bath and cleaned out the shower while I soaked, joking and getting me to laugh and distract me a bit. I was starting to feel a bit better, but he had to go to work in the evening and once he was gone I started to feel low again. I was spiraling about everything - does this mean I'm going to have accidents again? Am I going to keep being humiliated? Why couldn't I control myself? etc etc etc.
While I was ruminating, my mom called me. I was not able to hide how glum I was feeling, so I decided to open up to her and tell her what happened. She was empathetic at first, and reassured me. But then she brought up my career. She said she was worried that I might damage my reputation and harm my career by having accidents and asked me if I shouldn't consider using protection if I was going to 'make in your pants' as she said. I was completely horrified. I snapped at her that I'd never had an accident at work in my life and that she could save her advice before hanging up. This set off a fresh wave of despair and I wailed crying on the couch for a while. I know now that she meant well, but looking back, I was just feeling so fragile when everything had JUST happened a few hours earlier, and was just not in the frame of mind to have someone suggest that my problem was so uncontrolled that I should wear diapers. I was not in the headspace to hear that at all.
Anyway, my partner and I have had some good discussions since then, and I am feeling more settled. First off, I contacted my psych and we started new meds ASAP. She also suggested I do some counselling, which I just started last week. And my partner and I have agreed that it may be worth exploring using diapers for extra protection and state of mind, particularly when I travel since I now travel a fair bit for work. It's been hard to even allow that suggestion in, to be honest. But my partner framed it as, it's more for your wellbeing and mental health and not because you can't control yourself or have a physical problem. We are tentatively on board with this. He also suggested I get an autism assessment, as he thinks my difficulty noticing my body's signals may be more than just ADHD. So we are exploring all of these things. I don't know what is next exactly, but I am finally feeling cautiously optimistic about the future. I was just so devastated by this backslide, and having such a public accident...but what's done is done, and I can only hope for better things ahead. We will see.
Thank you all for reading. And to Nytecat - I agree, I miss Catherine too! I've thought of her frequently these last few weeks. I am sorry to hear that you also had a recent accident after a long period of calm....let's hope better things are ahead for both of us!
MJD
To Leah
As ever a great post - loved the story about you and your co-worker trying to achieve an evacuation at work. I guess you weren't bothered if the cleaner heard you pushing and straining? I actually have a similar story - I was in work over the weekend and hadn't gone to the toilet between Thursday and Sunday, and by about midday I wanted to try and achieve an evacuation. It was quite quiet so I went to the toilet and sat down ready for a battle! I peed and farted a little and I could feel a big lump waiting to come out but I was constipated :(. I spent half an hour pushing and straining nnnnnnn uggghhhhh ahhhh nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn with ever more intensity until I felt this rock hard turd push pass my bum. Nnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ugghhhhhhhnhhhhhhh I was working so hard for about 45 minutes until I finally got it out!
Do you think 'Charlie' was constipated as well? Is that the longest time you've sat on the loo at work?
Have you ever had to push / strain hard on a train or a plane - you know you have to go, people might know what you are doing but you just need to go?
Interesting story about your friends doing your make up on the loo! Has it been always been that way round, or has it ever been roles reversed and they are constipated and struggling to go?
When you were younger - were you the most constipated in your family or did your sister suffer too? Where you ever constipated at school and had to push hard because you couldn't hold it?
Mina
What was first thing Kazu did on her first day in a College?
Hi Everyone, thank you Thunder for kind words. Kazu blows kisses to you.
Now is new school year in Japan. Kazu suddenly decided to tell us about her first day in College, back in 2009. She doesn't know why she didn't tell us before. We see many new students everywhere and that made her remember.
She left her home early for entrance ceremony. Because she didn't want to defecate in her home. She was scared her mother. "Kazu-chan!! One minute passed! You are time out! What you are doing?? Are you woman or man??" Etc.
So when she arrived her college, first thing she did was look for loo. She found one with many cubicles and chose end one, even the cubicle next to that was occupied. in fact her neighbour went out of loo only about one minute after that, but she left a fragrance.
Kazu bared her beautiful bottom and sat down. Now she says, "I am happy that the first thing in my university life was a huge defecate!!" She says she sat for about 25 minutes, and opened her bottom many times, maybe five or six, then little pieces after. Of course she did courtesy flush. Because each time she opened her bottom, very large mierda dropped out, and she didn't want clog. While she was on loo, many girls came and went, mostly they did wee, a few defecated but they were quick. Kazu thinks, she was only one who sat 25 minutes. Of course, there was horrendous fragrance around her.
Then she met some high school classmates who went to same college, but she didn't tell them about her huge motion.
A few weeks later she got friendly with Hisae and now as you know they are very close friends. Hisae says that she often defecated when she was with Kazu in College and she was never ashamed of that. Kazu also often defecated, and because she sat on loo more longer time than Hisae, Hisae waited for her to finish, every time. Kazu says that Hisae never complained that Kazu stayed too long in loo. Not even once. (Now Hisae is kissing to Kazu.) Kazu also stayed overnight in Hisae's small room and went to loo for long time in morning every time that she stayed. But she didn't keep door open like we do now.
Kazu says, please give this her happy memory to toiletstool site. So we hope you enjoy.
Love from your very own Kazuko, and Chakamami familyEmily
Hi CaliOppps.
I also have autism and struggle with toileting and accidents, and also have to wear diapers because of frequent accidents. I try to use the toilet but I'm not very good at it and have to have help in the bathroom.
I look forward to hearing more of your stories.VioletIndigo
A couple of clogging stories
My friend and I were chatting one day recently, and somehow in the flow of conversation she told this story:
when she was in grad school, she was at a party at a guy friend's house. It was a small party, maybe 10 people were there. They were drinking and smoking outside around a bonfire.
A woman in the friends group excused herself to go to the bathroom.
The party continued for another 30 to 45 minutes, and eventually someone asked where the woman was. Someone else said she was in the bathroom. 10 more minutes passed, and she came outside. She walked up to the host and requested he comes to the bathroom with her. He thought she was trying to hit on him, so he got defensive and said that he has a girlfriend. She clarified that it wasn't what he thinks.
The guy followed the woman into the house. My friend said that she didn't see the woman again that night, and that eventually the guy came outside again.
The next day, the host told my friend that the woman had taken a massive shit in the toilet. Apparently she used an entire roll of toilet paper to wipe. She tried to flush it before getting him, and it caused the toilet to back up and overflow, getting poop water on the floor. As soon as she got the host to go to the bathroom with her, she ran off in embarrassment. She didn't offer to help unclog it or clean up. The host had to do it himself.
I don't remember, but I think my friend said the woman blocked everyone and did not hang out with that group anymore.
That reminded me of my own story, although I didn't share it with my friend. I was visiting a guy friend's house out of state. I stopped to pee at a gas station on the trip there, but I didn't get the urge to poop until I got closer to his place. By the time I put my stuff up, I really needed to poop. I went into his bathroom, closed the door, and sat down on the toilet.
I pushed out a very large turd. I don't remember what it looked like, but I remember flushing it without any paper in the toilet because I was afraid adding any paper would increase the likelihood of clogging it. It swirled for a little bit and then stalled.
I panicked a little bit. My friend is kind of cute and he's very clean, and I would be mortified if he saw the hell I just unleashed upon his toilet. Fortunately I saw that he has a plunger and so I grabbed it and started plunging.
I tried to flush again and it worked! I put the plunger up, wiped, flushed again, sprayed some Febreeze, washed my hands and tried to forget about what just happened. I think months later I wound up telling him that this happened. It's funny in retrospect, but the only reason it's funny and not embarrassing is because I was able to plunge it and my friend had no idea it happened until I told him lol