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Anna from Austria
I want to answer some questions that were adressed at me
1) When the girls saw you as an adult-guest, how did they act? Did they ask you any questions?
The girls just greated me. It was clear who I was. Everyone at school was aware of the job days. I was also wearing my name batch around my neck.
2) What conditions were the toilets/bathroom in compared to 20 years ago?
Quite similar. Some door and some toilet bowls as far as I can. Only the locks where replaced.
Was the toilet paper about the same or better than when you were a student there?
Toilet paper was much worse. It was already rather thin back then. The new one was ultra thin. Very disgusting to use for my a poop. I had to take more layers to not stain my hand.
3) What did the girls talk about? Was their coarse language like 20 years ago?
No just normal stuff about school, hobbies and guys.
4) Do you think any of the girls mistook you for being a substitute teacher?
Under under circumstances maybe. But like I said everybody knew about the job day and I was wearing my name batch.
5) Did you select the farthest stall when you were a student? Why or why not?
As student i always took the stall the farthest away to max out my privacy. I did it for peeing and for pooping. It just felt better. Had some drawbacks too. Sometimes there was no toilet paper in the stall left so I had to take another one. I think I was not the only girl that liked that stall a lot.
6) Did you and the girls wash your hands when you exited the stalls? Why or why not?
I did wash my hands. Hygene is important. Most of the other girls did too. But I saw too girls that left their stalls without a stop at the sinks.
That is all for today
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Emily with Autism
My younger cousin is spending a few with us as her mom is out of town on a work trip. Last night, we decided to watch a movie after dinner. I felt like I needed to pee part way during the movie, but I didn't want to miss the movie. After a little while, I ended up wetting myself. Unfortunately, my diaper was already wet from before and ended up leaking. By time the movie finished, I had a decent sized wet spot on my pants which was noticed by my cousin, who went to tell my mom.
Runner Girl
To Ellie M
Hi Ellie! Welcome to this site…I'm a longtime lurker and poop enthusiast and love these posts. Saw your question and thought I'd share one of many experiences. Years back I got into distance running at the suggestion of my trainer at the gym. I had built up my distance and endurance and had a planned half marathon in the Fall. My trainer volunteered to drive us to the race that morning, which was basically in the middle of nowhere. I spent a fair amount of time on the toilet before we left, trying to fully empty myself before the run, but it was to no avail…
By the time we arrived at the race site, my bowels definitely needed to release, and I was dancing…When we got out of the car, Liz, my trainer, was like "let's find a place to use the "bathroom"…Seeing about 5 porta potties with multiple runners lined up behind them, I wasn't too encouraged as the race was starting in 10 minutes…I looked at Liz and she laughed and said, nah, not there…I have wet wipes!. She pointed to an abandoned barn off the side of the road and we jogged over. Let's empty out!, Liz said, and nonchalantly dropped her pants and squatted. I was both a little freaked out, and also excited! (I've learned in the years since that runners do what they have to do!)
Before I had time to think, I heard a crisp crackling sound and a hissing pee…Liz was going to town! I suddenly felt very free and uninhibited, and dropped my shorts and squatted next to Liz. A large log was coming out of her butt already, and I just let loose with my pee and poop. It was so liberating! Another runner came by at this point, nodded and waved, and went a few feet further down and dropped her shorts and started unloading her bottom. It was in this moment I realized runners have a code and are ok with this stuff! By this point, Liz was offering me some wet wipes, and we cleansed ourselves, pulled our shorts up and headed for the start line. The other runner was still squatting low with a fat poop coming out of her butt. She smiled cheerily and wished us good luck!…I have many, many more running stories if you all are interested. I thought this was a weird fixation of mind but realized I am definitely not alone!
Questions for Anna From Austria
This is a great situation you were in. I bet you have some memories from back in your day 20 years ago.
1) When the girls saw you as an adult-guest, how did they act? Did they ask you any questions?
2) What conditions were the toilets/bathroom in compared to 20 years ago?
Was the toilet paper about the same or better than when you were a student there?
3) What did the girls talk about? Was their coarse language like 20 years ago?
4) Do you think any of the girls mistook you for being a substitute teacher?
5) Did you select the farthest stall when you were a student? Why or why not?
6) Did you and the girls wash your hands when you exited the stalls? Why or why not?
I'm doing my practicum at my old school this semester. A couple of the girls have greeted me as I have waited for a toilet to become available.
One asked me right out if I was a narc?
Iris
Festival crap
Oh my goodness! I have just realised I never sent the details about my festival visit. It has been typed up for months but I never submitted it! For those unaware, I am incredibly toilet shy, I really struggle going anywhere away from home, both ends, and I had stayed at a week long music festival!
Hey everyone, it's Iris! I think my first time ever at a festival was a huge success and a big step in my personal development. I had a crap at home before leaving for the festival and I stopped at some services about 10 miles from my destination to pee. I knew the line to get in would take forever and I was already feeling pretty full. As always I picked the end cubicle, put some toilet paper in the bowl and after a small hesitation I emptied my bladder… silently!
I decided for the week I would face my fears head on and not beat about the bush so when I needed to pee again I waited until I was semi-desperate and went to the toilets. Luckily they were still clean with it being the first day and after about five minutes sitting there I managed to pee. I was proud of myself. The second pee before bed went much better. I was in and out within a minute.
Whenever I needed to pee I would leave the stage in between acts I wanted to see and while they were really busy, I didn't have too much difficulty peeing. There was no bowl to line with toilet paper but there was no water to make noise either! At most there was a dull patter of my pee hitting the plastic and it was drowned out by the music, the crowd and the other people peeing. I crap daily and every time I sat down to pee I tried to crap too. I could feel it was there. I couldn't do it though. I felt really self conscious even when hearing people next to me going and I was really concerned about making people wait.
By day three I REALLY needed to crap. I had terrible stomach ache and I was so uncomfortable. It was time for me to be a big girl and make it happen. So after a coffee and before my favourite acts were performing I went to the toilets. They were already really busy but I forced myself to stay there. No putting it off until later, and again, and again. I had to wait in a queue for a toilet to be available and I was getting more scared and nervous as I got closer to the front. Eventually it was my turn and I locked the door behind me, trying not to look at the line of people waiting for me as I closed it and pulled down my shorts as I sat down. I checked there was toilet paper and told myself I was not allowed to leave until I had been to the toilet. No matter what.
I managed to pee fairly quickly and I forced myself not to give up until I had crapped. My ears were ringing and my heart was pounding. The toilets around me had a fast turnover and it actually helped a lot. Anyone who had seen me waiting in line would be soon long gone and completely forget about me. One to my left was occupied and I heard her laugh to her friend "I'm going to take a shit!" as the door slammed shut. I had been sitting for 15 minutes and still hadn't been so I decided to listen to her to see if it would help. I heard her belt clanging and the sound of her peeing. Then it happened. There was a loud dull thud, the unmistakable sound of a heavy crap falling. I took a deep breath and pushed hard, my eyes filling with tears of happiness as I opened up. I was crapping for the first time in three days and doing it in the busiest place of my life. I had to push to keep things moving but I didn't care, I was doing it! The continuous thuds from my neighbour encouraged me so much, I wasn't alone in my ordeal. I had a huge crap and wiped before leaving, I suddenly felt extremely embarrassed but at the same time I was incredibly proud of myself and couldn't stop smiling. I DID IT!!
For the remainder of the festival I tried to crap each day with no success, and I peed when I needed to with a little difficulty but nothing serious. I saw a young woman squat in front of me in the middle of the crowd for a short while and when she stood up again her black jeans were wet. She had peed through them! When I got home I had the easiest crap I've ever had, going as soon as I sat down.
Iris.
Anna Beth
To Austin
I don't remember saying anything about Cinco de Mayo. But I ate a ton of Mexican food that night and had a Margarita! Let's just say I destroyed the toilet with brown mud the following day.
Pete
Grunting
The very best shit is where I have a clear message go and sit on the toilet. After I have pulled down my trousers and underpants the turds start to drop out of my rear end, smoothly and with scarcely any effort. The worst craps are the ones where although the need and sensation are there, the only way to get the turds moving is to push hard. Whenever I push, I grunt, so the best craps have no grunt!
LEA
So I meant to post this a while ago but I foorgot.
So today I had an interesting experience again. I was having breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts when I had to pee. Too much coffee I guess. At another table there were these two girls that were also having breakfast. They were making out so they were probably a lesbian couple. One of them stands up & walks towards the bathroom just in front of me. She's maybe 5'3 & has short blonde hair. Her face is very cute & she wears baggy cargo pants. I get into the bathroom but she took the only stall. I hear her pee gushing. Then there is silence. She releases a long & airy fart! So by then I assumed she has to move her bowels. Indeed, her poop starts plopping into the toilet! It keeps coming. The room fills with a poop smell, but it's not too bad. The number of plops is incredible. When she's finally done, she wipes three times. She flushes & exits the stall. When she sees me waiting, she apologies & says I'm sorry you had to wait! I said don't worry, it sounded like you really needed it & she said fr fr!
She washes her hands & I go to the stall. There is an industrial flush but she still left like one million skidmarks! I sit down on the seat & it feels warm. I pee for like one minute straight! I flush & there are still some skidmarks left afterwards.
I wonder did you ever use a toilet with fresh skidmarks?
To Kristi tysm yes I'm sure that when both your husband & you go there can be many skidmarks left. I also remember & loved your story about you having to go on top of that brown-haired girl's load but I don't remember on which page it was.
To Anna from Austria tysm & I also loved your story about landing in LAX. It sounds like both this lady & you really had to go & this flush was weak & I agree it's not your problem if others leave skidmarks so it's okay to leave them. Also it's interesting that you noticed that people seem to leave more skidmarks in some places than others & I will pay attention to that. Your story about going in the woods with Carina was great too & it's normal to have less control when drinking alcoholic drinks.
To Jenny yes I am it's cool that you actually remember but I had to give up track running unfortunately because I graduated! But I have an anecdote about another jogger & I will share it here when I have time.
Tommy
To Leah
I'm glad you like the story, my girlfriend does not let me watch often, I have only seen her a handful of times, she has seen me poop like twice. I will share another story when I get the chance, my gf poops a lot. BTW I like your stories.
Mina
Dear Thunder
Thank you for the kind comment. But it was Maho who didn't defecate for four days, not Kazu. Kazu defecates every day, or almost, and huge volume. Yes, Maho was very relieved after.
We spent a few days in Hisae's house in countryside, and we ate and ate and ate. So we all defecated like crazy. Countryside food is many many vegetables, so we had lots fibre inside our bottoms. Two girls shared loo in little house, and two girls squatted over potties. A bit scary because one wave of defecate was about six logs (not so big, long was about 13 centimetres, wide was about four), and they came out fast, even from Maho's bottom. And many waves so we flushing all the time. Two of us sharing loo dropped mierda at same time so loo got full quickly. But no clog!! Happy us. We were able to finish our defecate in little bit more than ten minutes, we all four defecating at same time, so Hisae's family didn't worry.
We hope you are very fine and we hope everyone is very fine.
Love from Chakamami Family
Thunder
Congrats Matt and Iris
Matt, first time pooing outside....I have done "it" many times but not for several years...unfortunately.
An "bush poo" is so relaxing and if it is a good one...invigorating!
and Iris , well done and glad you enjoyed it...may you poo many times in public locations from now on and enjoy!
Thunder
JW
Post Title (optional) To: melanie Re: Your sister
If I may I'd like to offer some advise from my own experience. I too was constipated as a child and I would (still do) grunt when struggling with a poop. My Grandmother heard me once while I was visiting her and came rushing into the bathroom asking what was wrong. I was SO embarrassed I NEVER pooped at her house again.
I'd suggest mentioning at some point that you started getting constipated around your sister's age and you were wondering if she was starting to have trouble. You could tell her that talking with Mom about it might not be comfortable and if she'd like she could come and talk with you any time.~~ JW
Rike
Reply to Anna from Austria and memories part 4
Hi Anna from Austria. I had a kind of similar experiance when I attended university. I worked several years as something between tutor and counselor at different schools in that city. But none of the schools were the school I did visit, as that was in a different part of Germany For the first two schools there was never the option for than use the students toilets. I mostly used them when arriving at that school. At that time I rarely ecountered students. I would rather met another of my colleagues. One time I saw a girl entering shortly after me, I think she was in 7th or 8th grade and she had a loud and urgen poop. I don't know if she was embarrassed as I was also in the toilet,
At my last last school the whole tutor and counselor thing was a bit more professional and we could get a key to the teachers toilets. Let me just say, also teachers cann behave not orderly in a toilet: I never saw that teacher, but more than once there was a teacher who never flushed after her pee. I either saw the pee in a toilet bowl or she went in after I was already in my stall and she was done before me.
I had one embarrassing situation when I was in 11th grade. It was the first or second day of school. I had a lesson off. I needed to poop that morning and went to the toilets that were accesseble via the schoolyard.
I think ther were 12 or 13 stalls in total and I took one of the last ones. The toilets were in its original condition when the school was build, so around 50 years old. The stalls were a long row of metal frames and the toilets had all black seats. They were arced and at that time I often put toilet paper on the seat when pooping. That would fall of the arced. I took one of the two flat seats. I peed first and the started my poop. It was effortless and one big log. I needed not much toilet paper. As it was an old bathroom the toilets were all shallow pan toilet, so my poop was presented perfektly. I pulled my jeans and panties up. I turned around and pushed the flush. To my horror the flush did not move,it was kind of stuck. I could not flush my poop. I quickly went out the stall. As ist was the scond lesson of the day I was lucky to be alone. I washed my hands and went out to the playyard. The situation was then even more embarresing. There were now the new students of the 5th grades with their class teachers and the got showen the playyard and the toilets. One teacher I would later have as my social studies teacher. I stormed back into the school with a super red head. Later that day the stall I used was closed.
Annie
A bit annoyed
I came across this site after looking up things for stomach cramps (I have IBS) and figured what the hell, might as well post and see if anyone else experiences similar things. My family and I had just come back from a trip, and I hadn't gone to the bathroom in about 3 days. I personally don't feel very comfortable having a bunch of people around me, and I know my kids will try to unlock the door and talk to me or ask for things. (They are 3 and 5). So I asked my husband to keep them downstairs. I went upstairs, and literally 2 minutes into sitting down they were banging on the door. I texted him to come upstairs, but I was really gassy and my kids started asking me if I was ok. It was so embarrassing I am literally pants around my ankles pooping loudly and trying to tell my kids to leave me alone while not being rude, and not letting the strain come into my voice. He did eventually come up and put them downstairs to watch tv. I guess it's just hard being a mom, especially if you have stomach issues, because you really can't ever get any sort of privacy. Half the time I'm on the toilet it's my husband bothering me as well, there have been times I've been mid poop, and he barges in to ask me if I can help him look for his keys. I just tell him if you can let me finish then maybe I can help you but I'm not going to get off the toilet and run around the house with my pants around my ankles to help you find your screwdriver. One time he even had the audacity to come in while I was having diarrhea, and say "wow babe you're really going at it" or something like that. EXCUSE ME I am in the bathroom. I told him to get out and stop bothering me, your home Bathroom is the only place most people can have diarrhea in peace, but for me sometimes I prefer being in public, because in public restroom people usually won't talk to you, or open the door, or ask you to help them find something. Realistically I have a great family and I'm lucky, but I just don't understand why they can be quiet all day and need nothing from me, or even have a peaceful week. But I know that the moment I start to have my stomach act up, or god forbid I have diarrhea they're going to decide that's the time they have to let me know their needs :/ that's really all I have to say but I guess if something egregious happens or I remember some funny story that they embarrassed me I'll post it.
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
I drove home yesterday weather hot and uncomfortable,upon arrival went into shed ,had a wee then unloaded van. I went into house had a mug of tea then back to van for a poo. The ADVENTURIDGE pottie pulled from locker rinsed paper on back of bowl ,down with shorts and pants and sat down.A wee then a push and poo it was awesome bowels emptied in three minutes then another wee.
I sat a few minutes then tore some paper from the ELSAN BLUE toilet roll on door and wiped then dressed,pulled the slide ,the Number Too dropped into lower tank .I then did some work in garden,A few hours later returned to van had a wee then into sleeping bag for the night. I woke at five am had a wee then a NUMBER TOO . I went into house had breakfast did some gardening ,just been on the pottie again and had a NUMBER TOO then emptied ready for tonight.
I have now been a NUMBER TOO TWO HUNDRED TIMES THIS YEAR !!!
Post Title REPLY TO MATT
I have pooped outdoors thousands of times ALWAYS CARRY TOILET PAPER as I am regular and enjoy pooping outdoors in good weather,often undress to save holding clothes
Sunday, May 18, 2025
Matt
My first time pooping outside
Hey everyone I'm a long time lurker here but this is my first time posting. I'm an 18 year old british guy in my final year of A-levels.
So today I went for a walk to try and relax after doing some revision, and I had eaten a lot of junk food recently as well as ready meals. after a while I started to feel some pressure in my stomach, and once I'd gotten to the far side of the feild I was in I realiesed that I needed to poop pretty bad. I had wanted to poop outside in the past but I was worried then that a dog walker would see me squating down taking a dump, so instead I decided to wait for a few minutes to see if I could hold it till I got home. After a whlie I let out a few bad smelling farts and realised that I had to etither poop in the bushes or in my pants so I found a hidden spot behind a tree and pulled my pants down and squatted. It was really easy coming out and was pretty soft and smelt really strong, after I wiped with some leafs and pulled my pants back up and saw the pile was almost the size of my foot!
A while later in my walk I stopped at a little stream to try and clean my Butt a bit better but still had to wipe again when I got home.
I hope this was a good post and I hope I will have another story to post about soon.
Runner Girl
To Ellie M
Hi Ellie! Welcome to this site…I'm a longtime lurker and poop enthusiast and love these posts. Saw your question and thought I'd share one of many experiences. Years back I got into distance running at the suggestion of my trainer at the gym. I had built up my distance and endurance and had a planned half marathon in the Fall. My trainer volunteered to drive us to the race that morning, which was basically in the middle of nowhere. I spent a fair amount of time on the toilet before we left, trying to fully empty myself before the run, but it was to no avail…
By the time we arrived at the race site, my bowels definitely needed to release, and I was dancing…When we got out of the car, Liz, my trainer, was like "let's find a place to use the "bathroom"…Seeing about 5 porta potties with multiple runners lined up behind them, I wasn't too encouraged as the race was starting in 10 minutes…I looked at Liz and she laughed and said, nah, not there…I have wet wipes!. She pointed to an abandoned barn off the side of the road and we jogged over. Let's empty out!, Liz said, and nonchalantly dropped her pants and squatted. I was both a little freaked out, and also excited! (I've learned in the years since that runners do what they have to do!)
Before I had time to think, I heard a crisp crackling sound and a hissing pee…Liz was going to town! I suddenly felt very free and uninhibited, and dropped my shorts and squatted next to Liz. A large log was coming out of her butt already, and I just let loose with my pee and poop. It was so liberating! Another runner came by at this point, nodded and waved, and went a few feet further down and dropped her shorts and started unloading her bottom. It was in this moment I realized runners have a code and are ok with this stuff! By this point, Liz was offering me some wet wipes, and we cleansed ourselves, pulled our shorts up and headed for the start line. The other runner was still squatting low with a fat poop coming out of her butt. She smiled cheerily and wished us good luck!…I have many, many more running stories if you all are interested. I thought this was a weird fixation of mind but realized I am definitely not alone!
Iris
Festival crap
Oh my goodness! I have just realised I never sent the details about my festival visit. It has been typed up for months but I never submitted it! For those unaware, I am incredibly toilet shy, I really struggle going anywhere away from home, both ends, and I had stayed at a week long music festival!
Hey everyone, it's Iris! I think my first time ever at a festival was a huge success and a big step in my personal development. I had a crap at home before leaving for the festival and I stopped at some services about 10 miles from my destination to pee. I knew the line to get in would take forever and I was already feeling pretty full. As always I picked the end cubicle, put some toilet paper in the bowl and after a small hesitation I emptied my bladder… silently!
I decided for the week I would face my fears head on and not beat about the bush so when I needed to pee again I waited until I was semi-desperate and went to the toilets. Luckily they were still clean with it being the first day and after about five minutes sitting there I managed to pee. I was proud of myself. The second pee before bed went much better. I was in and out within a minute.
Whenever I needed to pee I would leave the stage in between acts I wanted to see and while they were really busy, I didn't have too much difficulty peeing. There was no bowl to line with toilet paper but there was no water to make noise either! At most there was a dull patter of my pee hitting the plastic and it was drowned out by the music, the crowd and the other people peeing. I crap daily and every time I sat down to pee I tried to crap too. I could feel it was there. I couldn't do it though. I felt really self conscious even when hearing people next to me going and I was really concerned about making people wait.
By day three I REALLY needed to crap. I had terrible stomach ache and I was so uncomfortable. It was time for me to be a big girl and make it happen. So after a coffee and before my favourite acts were performing I went to the toilets. They were already really busy but I forced myself to stay there. No putting it off until later, and again, and again. I had to wait in a queue for a toilet to be available and I was getting more scared and nervous as I got closer to the front. Eventually it was my turn and I locked the door behind me, trying not to look at the line of people waiting for me as I closed it and pulled down my shorts as I sat down. I checked there was toilet paper and told myself I was not allowed to leave until I had been to the toilet. No matter what.
I managed to pee fairly quickly and I forced myself not to give up until I had crapped. My ears were ringing and my heart was pounding. The toilets around me had a fast turnover and it actually helped a lot. Anyone who had seen me waiting in line would be soon long gone and completely forget about me. One to my left was occupied and I heard her laugh to her friend "I'm going to take a shit!" as the door slammed shut. I had been sitting for 15 minutes and still hadn't been so I decided to listen to her to see if it would help. I heard her belt clanging and the sound of her peeing. Then it happened. There was a loud dull thud, the unmistakable sound of a heavy crap falling. I took a deep breath and pushed hard, my eyes filling with tears of happiness as I opened up. I was crapping for the first time in three days and doing it in the busiest place of my life. I had to push to keep things moving but I didn't care, I was doing it! The continuous thuds from my neighbour encouraged me so much, I wasn't alone in my ordeal. I had a huge crap and wiped before leaving, I suddenly felt extremely embarrassed but at the same time I was incredibly proud of myself and couldn't stop smiling. I DID IT!!
For the remainder of the festival I tried to crap each day with no success, and I peed when I needed to with a little difficulty but nothing serious. I saw a young woman squat in front of me in the middle of the crowd for a short while and when she stood up again her black jeans were wet. She had peed through them! When I got home I had the easiest crap I've ever had, going as soon as I sat down.
Iris.
Questions for Anna From Austria
This is a great situation you were in. I bet you have some memories from back in your day 20 years ago.
1) When the girls saw you as an adult-guest, how did they act? Did they ask you any questions?
2) What conditions were the toilets/bathroom in compared to 20 years ago?
Was the toilet paper about the same or better than when you were a student there?
3) What did the girls talk about? Was their coarse language like 20 years ago?
4) Do you think any of the girls mistook you for being a substitute teacher?
5) Did you select the farthest stall when you were a student? Why or why not?
6) Did you and the girls wash your hands when you exited the stalls? Why or why not?
I'm doing my practicum at my old school this semester. A couple of the girls have greeted me as I have waited for a toilet to become available.
One asked me right out if I was a narc?
Leah
Tommy
Dear tommy:
Thanks for sharing the story about your girlfriend, I feel for her but do you often watch her poo? Does she ever watch you poo? I would not like the idea of being watched but it has happened. I try to avoid pooping at home as my loo almost always clogs.
Emily with Autism
My younger cousin is spending a few with us as her mom is out of town on a work trip. Last night, we decided to watch a movie after dinner. I felt like I needed to pee part way during the movie, but I didn't want to miss the movie. After a little while, I ended up wetting myself. Unfortunately, my diaper was already wet from before and ended up leaking. By time the movie finished, I had a decent sized wet spot on my pants which was noticed by my cousin, who went to tell my mom.
Monday, May 12, 2025
To Anna Beth
Anna Beth how was your cinco de mayo did u drop a load after u ate Mexican food? I ate Mexican food & dropped a huge deuce. What's your most memorable poop you've took & was it in public or at home? Looking forward to hearing from u! My name is Austin by the way!
Gemma
To Melonie
With your sisters constipation, the only way to bring it up is to talk about your own issues - as someone who has suffered all my life (I literally poo once or twice a month) I can tell you when I was young I didn't even know it wasn't Normal. I would always go to bathroom over night when everyone was asleep as I didn't want anyone to know I was going. She will be shy about it I'm sure but I think you'll do her a favour if you can talk about it with her, it's quite a lonely feeling and if she's anything like me, having a poo is agony.
Mina
Thank you Melanie
We hope everyone is very fine!
Melanie, we said, Maho doesn't want to defecate in bathtub, but if she has pain in her bottom, it is OK to fart. And it happened! We didn't think, that it would be happened so soon. But yesterday, in bathtub, Maho said to Mina that she felt kurushii in her bottom. Kurushii means painful and uncomfortable.
"I don't surprise, Maholin. You didn't do motion since Sunday! And today is Thursday!"
"My bottom is very full"
"So you can do o-nara! Try to do!"
o-nara means fart.
Maho pushed! BUUUUUUU! Huge bubbles on water surface.
"That is very big o-nara!"
BUUUUUUUUU. More big bubbles. Mina got out of bathtub.
"Push out some more o-nara, Maholin."
BUUUUUUU. More huge bubbles, then suddenly Maho jumped out from bathtub.
"I must sit on loo NOW!!" Maho ran out of bathroom and into loo room and sat down on loo with bump, Hisae style.
Buuuuuuu.
Mina followed her. Maho had red face and serious expression, she was pushing.
PLOOP. Mina looked in loo. Large turd there. Long was about 25 centimetres and wide was about 6. "Wow Maholinn. Beautiful!"
"NNNGGGG...."
After one minute, PLOOP. Mina engrossed so much, she forgot that both of them were soaking wet. (Mina learned "soaking wet" on this site.) She grabbed bath towel and started to dry Maho's body while Maho still sitting on loo and pushing with big effort.
"Minappé, dry yourself. More efficient."
"OK." But that moment, loud commotion on balcony. Mina quickly dried feet and ran across to window and opened. Kazuko and Hisae rushed into green flat.
"Why you come here now?" Both Kazuko and Hisae wearing camisole, and Hisae wearing panties
because period, but Kazuko was naked bottom and yoni.
"Intuition. WE sense something strange, so we come quickly. Where is Maholinn?"
PLOOP. Horrendous fragrance spreading around flat.
"You heard that. Now you know where she is!"
Kazu and Hisae rushed to loo. Maho drying her tense body and pushing from her bottom.
Maholinn, I dry you, concentrate your motion." Hisae grabbed Maho's towel. Kazu grabbed Mina's towel and began dry Mina.
"Nnngggg." PLOOP.
"Beautiful." Hisae and Kazu busy to dry.
PLOOP. "Maholinn, I have to flush. Stand up. I dry your bottom while you standing."
Flush. Hisae grabbed paper because some brown mushy around hole in Maho's beautiful bottom. Hisae cleaned carefully. Then dried rest of Maho's bottom, and loo seat. Maho sat down again on dry seat.
Kazu pulled camisole over Mina and then other camisole over Maho. "You will catch cold." And produce hair dryer, so she dried Mina's hair, while Hisae drying Maho's hair with other dryer.
PLOOP. Turds coming more quick. About 30 seconds now, it was one minute before. PLOOP. We can't hear so clearly now because noisy hair dryers.
PLOOP. "Nnnnggg." PLOOP. Plep plep plep. Little pieces. "I finish." Hisae pushed washlet button. Then all three crushes dried Maho's beautiful bottom. But Mina was unsteady. She swayed little bit.
"Are you OK Minappé?"
"I am turn on terribly..." Maho got up. "Sit on loo Minappé." Then Kazu came with glass of cold tea she found in kitchen. "Drink this." But Mina's hand shaking, so Kazu held glass.
"I'm OK."
Kazu and Hisae thought, OK to go back. Best for Mina to go into the bed. "See you tomorrow." Then Maho helped Mina to the bed, got into the bed beside her, and calmed down her in way which only Maho and Hisae and Kazu understand. Mina was excited very much, but she calmed down with Maho's caresses. Problem was, Maho got excited! So Mina calmed down her. Then they got out of the bed in birthday suit and cleaned bathtub, did long wee in loo, brushed teeth, then put on camisole and panties and back into the bed. Made love little bit more, but soon sleeping. "Minappé I feel wonderful now. Very empty."We slept all night without awake. Then this morning when we went beige flat to make breakfast, Kazu and Hisae looking eyes each other with deep love. We realise, they too were turn on! Why we are turn on when we do motions, we always are wonder. We don't know reason. Kazu and Hisae also made love when they back in beige flat's bed.
Japan has long holiday now, it called Golden Week. Tomorrow we go Hisae's house in countryside, her parents invite us. We stay two nights. There is separate house now, very small one for her brother and his wife, but parents and brother said, we can use that house. Little problem is, we can't stay so long in loo because we keep everyone waiting. So we put potty in luggage. Then two of us can do motion at same time. One of us on loo and one over potty. We can shut door, so no one notice. There is loo in that little house, different loo from loo in main house.
We hope everyone stay very fine and have no problem in loo and everywhere.
And thank you Melanie! Maho is very gratitude to you.
Love to everyone from Chakamami Family
Tomtom
Just had an accident
I sometimes forget to stay with my routine to poop in the morning. Often it's because I sleep too late and have to rush off to work, and I just, well, forget. Today was one of those days. I'd forgotten about it entirely, and by mid afternoon I started feeling uncomfortable but as usual didn't really connect the dots. I was squirming in my chair focused on work, and then suddenly the day was over, so I packed up and headed to my car. As I was driving home I suddenly realized I really REALLY had to poop. I can't understand why it's so hard for me to register what's going on with my body, but there I was. Fortunately, my dive home isn't far so I eventually got there (felt like forever) and somehow managed to hold it back until then. I live in an apartment building, so a grabbed my things and started shuffling to the elevator. I didn't trust myself to rush, so I took short steps with my hand my butt. Luckily enough I didn't meet anyone and I was alone in the elevator. Then, just as the doors closed my body just tells me NOPE, NOT HOLDING IT ANYMORE and I completely lost it. I could feel the seat of my pants quickly fill up with a warm mushy pudding, and I started peeing too. I get to my floor, again I was lucky and nobody was there, so I waddled to my apartment, got in, and went straight to the shower with my clothes on. It took a while to clean up.
All this because I forgot my morning routine.
Leah
Reply and story
Melanie, your post about your sister reminds me of myself and my sister when we were growing up, and they are still going on today, although I don't know how bad is is for my sister.
You should talk to your mum as she could try your sister on a laxative if she hasn't done so already, and ask your sister about her problems, it's important you all open up to each other, but that may embarrass your sister and make her think that she can't poo at home, I used to think that.
The weather is getting hotter and my poo is getting harder, which is not a good thing.
I had a poo in the pub the other day, I had a stomach ache which was getting worse over time and i was gently holding my stomach I eventually had to go to the loo, which is outside where the smoking area is.
I walked in through the open door and went into the second loo, locked the door, pulled my skirt up and thong down to my feet and sat on the bowl, there was a group of guys smoking outside and I could hear them chatting and laughing as my pee stream started hissing out until it got weaker and stopped with a small plop. I gritted my teeth and pushed as a big fart blasted out and I started to pick my fingernails as I tried to keep myself occupied and I could feel my bumhole start to open up, about 5 minutes later I could hear girls yelling at each other as they approached the loo's, I could hear 2 or 3 of them come in and start fighting over the only other loo left, I then heard banging on my door ad they were desperate and they were trying to pull the door open, luckily they were only peeing and I timed my grunts around their sighs as they were so relived.
I could feel the tip of my poo come out and, by this time I think the beer garden was empty so I strained and pushed and panted, and it felt like rope being pulled through me, very weird but a very good poo. I just hope nobody heard me as I sat for another 5 minutes to be sure, I wiped my bum lots of times and went back.
Keep up with the stories
To Reggie
Did your friend end up going in his pants?
Samuel
Good bowel movement
The past week I've been waking up very early without the alarm. Soon after waking I've been needing the bathroom, which is nice as I otherwise have problems going. However that has made me a bit tired as well. Today I woke up without any urge, but after breakfast and coffee I felt a slight urge so I went to the bathroom. But having had no action after a few minutes I realized it would be as quick as I had thought, so I went up and fetched a magazine. After a few more minutes of reading I could feel something moving so I had to put the magazine down and concentrate. I could feel my ring stretching and after a while the first small plips dropped below me. After that it didn't take long of the rest to follow. It felt amazing as a wide, but quite soft mass move through. It broke off but kept coming and the last bit laned with a loud splash. I stood up and looked down and saw that I had produce a both wide and long bowel movement. A bit hard and knobby in one end, but otherwise smooth. I felt amazing afterwords and ready to finish off the week!
This is from when I was a kid. That's when it happened. So one year when I was little me and my mom and dad and my older brother were on a nice vacation. We took a dip in the pool one afternoon and I had to pee and poop too. I ignored it until it became overwhelming. And then I told my parents I had to go bad, and a second later I felt frantic. Me and my dad got out of the pool. Luckily, there was a second bathing suit for me in the swim bag that we bought that same day. But the second I got out of the pool, I couldn't control myself. I started to pee!!! Yep right there outside the pool! How embarrassing! But then the more embarrassing part. Dad took off my bathing suit right there, and I was naked in front of everyone there! I felt like I needed to pee again, and I started again! I RAN toward the men's bathroom, my little boyhood flopping and bobbing around, tinkling a little as I ran and leaving a trail of pee behind me. I got into the bathroom and took a stall, not bothering to close the door. I plopped myself right down on the toilet seat and kept peeing, then pooping. My dad caught up to me and once he cleaned me up a little bit he helped me change into my new bathing suit. My dad notified an employee about the issue and they temporarily closed the pool. Imagine how embarrassed I was! The reason I'm saying this story is because I actually just went swimming in that same pool because I'm on vacation at that same place, and it reminded me of it.
Anna from Austria
school poop
Hi there I attended a Career Day in comcerical high school (my former school to be precise) last monday.
After the lunch break I had to go number 2. For some reason the teachers didn`t let us use the teachers rest room so I had the use the standard girls room.
The first thing I noticed was that the restroom hast not changed much in 20 years lol.
I took the stall that was the furthest away from the entrance and loocked the door.
I pulled down my pants and panties and sat on the toilet. As soon as I was seated many girls entered the bathroom for having a chat or using the toilets. It did not took long until all stalls were taken.
At first I wanted to wait a bit but then I had to fart and my turd almost started to come out without much affords. Then I peed for about one minute and one more fart and another log. As far I could tell the other girls were just having a wee.
The funny thing was that nothing else happend. During my school days it was standard that many girls were giggling or even commenting the poo sounds of the users of the restroom. But the girls these days just ignored it and kept talking about their own stuff while I was blowing up my former schools bathroom.
That is the story for today
greetings from Austria
Anna
Nickel Plate
SIMPLE OF POOP FOR MEDICAL
I went to see a doctor while back, and it was my state physical for Washington state License to drive a truck. At the same time I got a new regular doctor that wanted to get UpToDate on my medical. It really two test. My doc gave me a kit to take home to get simple of my poop. I in the next morning got up early and often I get up at sunrise and go pee. This time I went pee then eat breakfast and gas was coming out, that gave me the signal that I was going to go and poop.
I went and got a paper plate and went in the bathroom and I open the kit and poop on the plate. It was condense log that came out. Not very long. It was very impressive size. I took tape measure and it was 5 inches long and 2 inches wide. I did get the simple and finish pooping and wipe. It was normal fairly easy come out. I put it in the toilet wash my hands put up my pants. I did use more toilet paper to wipe myself clean.
It did make a my butt dirtier in doing this. I have had longer poops in length.
I have read for many years stories in this web site. I have a few times written things on here, but this is the first story that I have talk about myself going poop. I am outdoors person and I have gone in many different environments. When I go outside I do my best to not leave paper that I wipe with but I do leave the deposit.
I enjoy reading others experiences. I like some of the teachers stories that had to go to pee or poop on field trips or sights where they had to go.
Thunder
Mina , Kazu and Bath
I read the last post that Kazu had not done a BM for about 4 days and this is too long. It seems that the bath relaxed Kazu and got her bowels working....I have heard of this before.
4 days is too long between having a poo but on the other hand the evacuation would have "been out of this world."
Also being able to go with your crushes really helps.
Thunder
Desperate
Thought I'd share what happened to me last week. I was due to pick up friends from Gatwick airport, so that meant driving around the M25 ( a motorway that goes around London ). The traffic was heavy, stop start, and after a while I felt I needed a poo. I'd tried to go before I left, without success. As the traffic came to a stop, I became more concerned, I started sweating. I was too embarrassed to pull over onto the shoulder, although I have seen one or two people doing that. There was a motorway rest area about a mile ahead, I hoped I'd last till then. The traffic was barely moving, so I thought it best to leave at the next junction and find somewhere quiet. I left the motorway and made for a car park in some woods. It was packed when I got there, lots of people walking their dogs. I pulled in between two cars, and wondered what to do. Too many people about to poo in the woods. I got out and went round the back of the car, opened the boot and crouched down. I couldn't be seen. I quickly pulled down my jeans and boxer trunks, I'm embarrassed so say I'd already done a bit of poo in them. The relief!
I pooed out a good 12 inches, and peed at the same time. I kept looking out, in case I could be seen. I had no tissue, so grabbed a duster from the boot to wipe with. I also scooped out the bit of poo from my trunks. I pulled up my jeans, and then wrapped the log in the duster, and took it over to a nearby bin. I got in the car and drove off immediately, I'm not 100% sure I wasn't spotted, a very embarrassing moment all round
Melanie's Post
I was raised somewhat like you. Farting in front of others, even your immediate family, was not an artistic act. They became more of an issue when I was in 4th grade. I could go 2 or 3 days without taking a decent crap. I didn't like it but my mom called them "side" farts. The blasts could be heard from time to time no matter what I was doing. At first, I don't think I even tried to muffle them. If we were out, mom would make me go to the nearest toilet and do what she called the "10-minute sit." That 10 minutes seemed like an hour, especially when we were away from home and users were frequently going in and out of the toilet booths on both sides of me. When they would flush I would let off another side fart, hoping it wouldn't stand out so much. Most of them sat for a fast pee and they were out of there. A few times I pushed so hard that I belched. I don't think I told my 9 year old self a lot of positive things.
Reggie
When I was a teen, I'd just moved out. One of my mates came to stay because his parents were divorcing and I had my own place. We chilled out ordered a LOT of takeout and played video games. After about 3 days he just keeps farting and its gross and he admitted he had to poop. I asked why he didn't go to poop if he needed to and kind of grinned at him and he admitted he was trying to hold it in till he got home. I said I get it and just let him keep holding it. So anyway over the next two days he's very obviously getting more and more desperate to poop. All we were doing is playing video games and stuffing ourselves full of as much food as we can. Day 5 comes and I haven't really commented again but his stomach is huge and hes sitting uncomfortably, kind of shifting in his seat. He suddenly pauses the game and says he has to poop but instead of going he just stands up, squeezes his legs together and starts clenching really hard. I'm laughing at him dancing around trying to hold it in as hard as he can for like an hour before he manages to get things under control. So anyway we order pizza again and he's sitting there squirming with desperation and just stuffing more food in. I say he can't just hold in his poop forever since we don't know when he's going home but he just replied wanna bet? Anyways after about 8 days he's starting to look like he's pregnant and like he's really ill. I tell him maybe he should go poop since he's too full to play video games at this point but he just says no. On day 9 he's clutching his stomach and I guess in a lot of pain because he was eating slower than normal. You'd think past a certain point of pain desperation and fullness he'd stop eating so much but he just kept going. All through day 10 his stomach and bowels are growling and he just lay there clutching his stomach . Apprently his pizza that night was too much and he couldnt take it anymore. He tried to stagger off but I can see the back of his undies is bulging a bit. I follow him to the bathroom laughing and he's laughing too even though hes in pain so he leaves the door open. He pulled down his pants half way to the toilet and I can see a turtlehead poking out the size of a large beer can across. He tried to waddle the last step to the toilet but his belly kind of glooped and tensed up and the poop started to push out. It was as thick as my arm and the longest solid piece of poop I've ever seen before or since. After it finally snapped off and thunked onto the floor we just both kind of stood there in awe staring for like 5 mins or more. I think he took a picture. I still can't believe humans have enough space inside them to physically contain that much poop.
Melanie's Post
I was raised somewhat like you. Farting in front of others, even your immediate family, was not an artistic act. They became more of an issue when I was in 4th grade. I could go 2 or 3 days without taking a decent crap. I didn't like it but my mom called them "side" farts. The blasts could be heard from time to time no matter what I was doing. At first, I don't think I even tried to muffle them. If we were out, mom would make me go to the nearest toilet and do what she called the "10-minute sit." That 10 minutes seemed like an hour, especially when we were away from home and users were frequently going in and out of the toilet booths on both sides of me. When they would flush I would let off another side fart, hoping it wouldn't stand out so much. Most of them sat for a fast pee and they were out of there. A few times I pushed so hard that I belched. I don't think I told my 9 year old self a lot of positive things.
Thunder
Toilet Paper Usage
before I get onto the topic I liked Mina's last post and also they use a washlet and they do not use much toilet paper at all.
On the subject of toilet paper there was a well known TV show called "Happy Days"...it was set in the 1950s or maybe 1960s and the main character was a teenage boy named Richie Cunningham by the now famous director Ron Howard. Anyway Richie is somewhere and his Mother calls as asks him to go to the shop and buy a few things and one of those things was "TP"....he then exclaimed to his mother..."you can say the words toilet paper over the phone!'
Now the subject for today is toilet paper usage.
I have a bidet so I rarely use toilet paper, only if I am in a real hurry or have had an attempted BM and just to make sure my bum is clean.
I also have a hand held bidet when out and about but that is limited as my partner thinks they are "kinky".
When I have used unisex toilets or when I use to go to music festivals and the like...or when my therapist wipes my bum quite an amount of TP is used. Also if we have guests staying over my partner often comments as to how much TP they us.
When I have to resort to TP I use two squares folded over and very mindful of the usage even though I may be out and not paying the bill.
Of course using less TP is good for the planet. depending on what stats you read the average person uses just under two roll per week. I would not use much more in a year. Now the question on saving the planet. I wonder the cost to the planet of the construction of a bidet using steel, plastics etc...also when it is finished the land fill content.
Bidets of course use more water but not a lot more. They use electricity but not very much. Returning to TP it involves plantations destruction a manufacturing cost and waste and its ultimate disposal is down the toilet and to a sewerage processing plant and then into the sea and the TP sediment settles on the ocean floor.
In reality and being sensible I think all we can do in this regard is use a bit less TP by working on squares.
Of course, I am almost the worst because I have to use incontinence underwear that is probably 50 times worse for the planet (proportionately) than TP but I have no choice if I wished to remain in society!
As for the rest of you.....if you want to remain in society you have to use TP.
Thanks for reading
Thunder
Emma two
Laxative desperation
I'd been constipated for about four days until this morning. I took a laxative just before I went to bed last night and I woke up at about 3 am with a desperate need to use the toilet. I jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom holding my bottom trying my best not to poo myself on the way. I got into the bathroom and just as I was about to pull my pyjama shorts down it happened. I couldn't control it and I stood in front of the toilet and filled my knickers with a huge soft load of poo. It was such a relief I even though I did it in her knickers. I carefully removed my shorts and knickers and sat on the toilet to finish my poo but there was nothing left as I'd done it all in my knickers. I tipped the load out of my knickers in the toilet and flushed it before wiping myself as best as I could. I then took a shower to clean myself properly and changed into some fresh knickers and shorts in went back to bed feeling so much better and woke up at 7 with a need to have another poo but it wasn't quite so urgent this time. I made it to the toilet and had another big poo which surprised me after having such a big accident in my knickers earlier. I wiped my bottom and flushed the toilet and it only just cleared it all away so I flush it again before getting ready for work.
MD Dan
Food Poisoning At Midnight
Hey everyone! Been a while since I last posted. I've been extremely busy but I've got a story from last night to share.
So Kate and I ate some burgers for dinner last night, followed up with some ice cream. I made the burgers myself and verified the date on the meat, which I bought 45 minutes before cooking, and took care of the food safety while cooking them. They were also smash burgers, and if you're not familiar with what that is, it's about a 2.5oz ball of burger meat you place on a searing hot skillet and literally smash it down to about 1/8" to 1/4" thick. They cook very fast and very completely, always on the well-done side. So I guess what I'm saying is, I have no idea why we got food poisoning last night, but I'm pretty sure that's what it was.
After we ate dinner at 8pm, Kate and I were on the couch, watching some videos with each other, nothing was wrong whatsoever. We went to bed around 10pm. All of a sudden, I woke up with crazy stomach pains, like right in my gut. I looked at the clock, it was 11:23pm. I've had this feeling before and knew some serious diarrhea was about to happen soon. I got out of bed without waking up Kate and made my way downstairs to the powder room. If I was going to have diarrhea, I didn't want to do it in the master bathroom because the noise might wake up Kate. As soon as I walked into the bathroom, I immediately felt another cramp and started sweating, feeling faint. I know intense intestinal cramps can mess with your vagus nerve, in turn causing these symptoms. I just managed to fall onto the toilet before erupting with a long, soft mudslide of poop, dripping with sweat all over my body. I took off all my clothes and threw them to the floor. Using the toilet paper roll on the wall next to me as a pillow, I sat there for about 15 minutes dealing with off and on cramps, the floor slippery with sweat beneath me.
While sitting there, I heard Kate close the bathroom door upstairs and heard the toilet lid being thrown open, clanking on the tank. The upstairs toilet is directly above the downstairs toilet, and you can usually hear (very muffled) strong pee streams or particularly heavy poops through the floor if you're in the downstairs powder room. In this case, I heard what I thought was a forceful pee from Kate at first, but it started sounding chunky and then ended with bowl-breaking farts. Clearly, she got hit with the same thing I did.
I reached over and grabbed my phone on the sink, barley able to look at it, and texted her, hoping she'd have her phone with her. I said, "Are you okay? I'm having terrible diarrhea in the bathroom downstairs." A minute or so went by, I sat, hunched over with my face on the toilet paper roll (it was soaking up my forehead sweat), another intense cramp hit and nearly liquid poop poured out of me like a hose. My phone dinged and it was Kate, texting me from the toilet above me. She said, "OMG, I'm up here with the same thing. I'm soaked in sweat, I feel terrible, and I can't stop pooping...:(" After that, I heard another stream above me and more farting from Kate.
I was on the toilet for about 45 minutes straight, with several waves of liquid poop and cramps, until I finally felt better enough to get some Advil for the cramps and take a few sips of water. I grabbed some extra for Kate and weakly wobbled my way back upstairs. She flushed the toilet one last time (I counted 4 times earlier, and I flushed 3 times myself), washed her hands, patted her face with a towel and came back to bed, pale as death (I probably looked the same). She gladly took the Advil and some sips of water and crawled into bed. We both just laid there, trying to get back to sleep, praying that was the end of it. Waking up this morning, we're both still not feeling fantastic. Weak and uneasy in the gut, but no more bouts of diarrhea. I did hear Kate let out one short round of loose poop with a tremendous amount of gas shortly after waking up, but no more cramps and no more sweats. I've been insanely gassy too, but more or less okay.
I'm nearly positive it was food poisoning and not norovirus or anything like that. The symptoms came on within the few hour window that food poisoning usually sets in, and there was no vomiting, no fever, or anything else that usually comes with a virus, plus it was only the one bout we each had. Anyway, that's the update I've got for you guys! lol Let me know if you've had anything similar happen to you or someone you know! Take care!
Denise
Responses
To MDL - wow, that is really thorough information about diapers and pull ups! Thank you for sharing your research and findings. My partner is looking into this stuff for me (I find it too stressful) so I have shared it with him. Please do share any stories you may have, I'd be interested to hear them. I'm glad something of my story has struck a chord.
To Tomtom, your post was not addressed to me but it felt relevant, so I would just say thanks for sharing as well. Your experience is very similar to mine and I appreciate any input around using protection while I navigate this. So, thank you.
Tommy
Girlfriend poop story
Hi again, this is a story about my girlfriend, she gets stomach cramps often. One time while we were just hanging out she told me that she really needed to poop, she said that she hadn't gone in two days. She practically ran to the bathroom, she let me go in there with her, she pulled her pants and thong down and sat on the toilet. I was looking at her face, she was quiet at first, then she scrunched up her face and leaned forward, she was grunting hard and gritted her teeth. Her face would get all screwed up,her eyes would be closed tightly sometimes and she would say "This is a hard one,it hurts." I would rub her thighs or hold her hand, she would make more grunting noises and scrunch up her face more. She would sometimes say "Ouch" as she was pushing, after a while she would sigh, I heard a loud splash and we would laugh. It smelled a little bit but not very much. She then would wipe and comment on how her butthole was sore, we then saw how big her poop was, about 10 inches long and was light green/brown. She then flushed and took a nap.
Sunday, May 4, 2025
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Yesterday spent all day in garden I may have overdone it got very tired so at eight o clock went to campervan undressed had a wee clean underpants crawled into sleeping bag.
had a wee in pottie at midnight again at three am,the phone alarm woke me silenced had a wee then back to sleep.At Twelve am woke again needed to go a toilet so pushed the wee pottie back under bed and ADVENTURIDGE pooping pottie in to position,a rinse put paper on back of bowl down with pants.ten seconds later had a wee then pushed and DONE A NUMBER TOO .
This was a really good clearout poop three inches from seat.I sat for a few minutes before reaching forward and pulling toilet paper from the holder attached to side door,wiped my usual way then on with pants peeled the paper from the back of bowland pulled slide fully open. I dressed then after a few minutes my NUMBER TOO dropped into the lower tank. closed the slide poured some water into the bowl and cleaned with brush
Tomtom
Just had an accident
I sometimes forget to stay with my routine to poop in the morning. Often it's because I sleep too late and have to rush off to work, and I just, well, forget. Today was one of those days. I'd forgotten about it entirely, and by mid afternoon I started feeling uncomfortable but as usual didn't really connect the dots. I was squirming in my chair focused on work, and then suddenly the day was over, so I packed up and headed to my car. As I was driving home I suddenly realized I really REALLY had to poop. I can't understand why it's so hard for me to register what's going on with my body, but there I was. Fortunately, my dive home isn't far so I eventually got there (felt like forever) and somehow managed to hold it back until then. I live in an apartment building, so a grabbed my things and started shuffling to the elevator. I didn't trust myself to rush, so I took short steps with my hand my butt. Luckily enough I didn't meet anyone and I was alone in the elevator. Then, just as the doors closed my body just tells me NOPE, NOT HOLDING IT ANYMORE and I completely lost it. I could feel the seat of my pants quickly fill up with a warm mushy pudding, and I started peeing too. I get to my floor, again I was lucky and nobody was there, so I waddled to my apartment, got in, and went straight to the shower with my clothes on. It took a while to clean up.
All this because I forgot my morning routine.
STEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
I fitted a toilet roll holder in the shed yesterday as the weather is a lot drier now.l slept campervan last night had a wee several times during night in the THETFORD 100 wee pottie,alarm woke me had another wee then went into house and made tea.
I drank the tea in the garden ,then needed to do a NUMBER TOO went into the shed and sat on the THETFORD 66 immediately had a wee then pushed and pooped .It felt so good pooping yesterdays ALL BRAN AND TWO SALADS .Having sat for ten minutes I pulled three sheets of ELSAN BLUE
toilet paper from the roll folded oblique and wiped the another three and wiped then another two folded double.
I dressed the went back into house made tea and sat in garden
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Went to gym yesterday evening and drove campervan back home parked on drive took the THETFORD 100 wee pottie from boot and placed in galley area took ADVENTURIDGE pooping pottie from lockerand placed in galley area then undressed had a wee in the pottie climbed into bed
I began farting ,but did not need to poop,then dropped off to sleep I woke and had a wee twice during the night then woke at 7:00 am sat on the ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE had a wee farted then had a NUMBER TOO .It too ten minutes to complete as I had a lot to pass again the bowl was to within two inches of the seat.I pulled the lever and sat dribbling a few minutes then tore three sheets of ELSA BLUE toilet roll from the holder attached to door and wiped then repeated before dressing
This was a really good crapp triggered by the exercise at the gym,the bowl was covered in poo as I had not used a paper towel on the back of bowl I filled the bowl with more water and used brush to clean then emptied in outside drain.On this occasion the pottie was used once then emptied.I WILL SLEEP IN VAN AGAIN TONIGHT and hopefully poop in the pottie again it will be a smaller load as I will not attend the gym today
Leah
Reply and story
Melanie, your post about your sister reminds me of myself and my sister when we were growing up, and they are still going on today, although I don't know how bad is is for my sister.
You should talk to your mum as she could try your sister on a laxative if she hasn't done so already, and ask your sister about her problems, it's important you all open up to each other, but that may embarrass your sister and make her think that she can't poo at home, I used to think that.
The weather is getting hotter and my poo is getting harder, which is not a good thing.
I had a poo in the pub the other day, I had a stomach ache which was getting worse over time and i was gently holding my stomach I eventually had to go to the loo, which is outside where the smoking area is.
I walked in through the open door and went into the second loo, locked the door, pulled my skirt up and thong down to my feet and sat on the bowl, there was a group of guys smoking outside and I could hear them chatting and laughing as my pee stream started hissing out until it got weaker and stopped with a small plop. I gritted my teeth and pushed as a big fart blasted out and I started to pick my fingernails as I tried to keep myself occupied and I could feel my bumhole start to open up, about 5 minutes later I could hear girls yelling at each other as they approached the loo's, I could hear 2 or 3 of them come in and start fighting over the only other loo left, I then heard banging on my door ad they were desperate and they were trying to pull the door open, luckily they were only peeing and I timed my grunts around their sighs as they were so relived.
I could feel the tip of my poo come out and, by this time I think the beer garden was empty so I strained and pushed and panted, and it felt like rope being pulled through me, very weird but a very good poo. I just hope nobody heard me as I sat for another 5 minutes to be sure, I wiped my bum lots of times and went back.
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Thursday, May 1, 2025
melanie
little sister's constipation
i forgot to include this in my last post but i somebody mentioned to me on here years ago that my chronic constipation might have a genetic component and i said no because nobody else in my family ever seems to suffer the way that i do but my little sister seems to be really exhibiting some signs lately that have me concerned. she's ten years old and she doesn't have a bad diet by any means and she drinks plenty of water and juice and runs around heaps but lately she seems sluggish and really bloated. she's not fat at all but her belly has been sticking out of her clothes and she's complaining of a lot of stomach aches.
she's been farting a lot more than usual too. sometimes she laughs at them (she's ten lol what do you expect?) but other times she just looks super uncomfortable and in pain.
the real kicker though was about a week ago i got up in the middle of the night to pee and the toilet light was on and i could hear her in there going "grrrnnn!" and "nnghhh!" obvious pushing noises. i don't want to embarrass her at all by bringing it up but i she just looks so uncomfortable and i remember being that age and having the same struggles. do i mention my own constipation to try and get her to open up? or the fact that i heard her pushing?
i don't want her to feel alone and i really don't want her in pain. telling my mum about my concerns doesn't seem like a great option either. if you've read my previous posts you'll know that she can be pretty intense and always made me feel like my constipation was my fault. i don't want my sister to feel like that. i just want to help her get her poo out.
I made the most of the nice weather this weekend and spent the day sunbathing at the beach. I really enjoy people watching and I enjoyed watching people not so subtly walk into the sea to relieve themselves. It was so obvious when they waded at waist deep for a minute before returning to their towels.
However one person caught my attention by NOT doing that. Not too far from me was a young brunette in a dark blue bikini and I noticed she was holding herself a little and fidgeting, looking at the people in the sea. Clear signs she needed to pee. I expected her to join them and do the same but she never did. Over an hour or so she became more obviously desperate to pee but instead of getting up and going in the sea she dug a small hole beneath her in the sand and then kneeled over it with her butt on her heels. To most people it might look like a strange sitting position but nothing too suspicious, but I had seen the build up and knew what was coming.
She had a quick look around and then suddenly froze, sitting perfectly still, not moving a muscle. A few seconds later the most obvious look of sheer relief washed over her face and she visibly sighed. She was peeing through her bikini bottoms and looked like all her dreams had come true at once. She sat motionless for what felt like an eternity before scooting over to the side back onto her towel and filling in the hole she had made.
Bianca
Hi. My poop has been a bit loose again. The sound of theese poops don't bother me. Lol, it may even remind me of the water noise from the brook option on my 5 year old noise machine. When I hear unfiltered human voices on track 6 of my music solection, I think they belonged to some great poopers who probably peed a lot, too. I also have the thought about the toilet when hearing fart videos. My favorite had a juicy diarrhea explosion. I addmit to playing that one more than once. You wanna know about one of the grossest? A guy ate sugar free gummy bears, and made what sounded like cups of diarrhea. All for now.
Mina
Four bad women again
Hi Everyone, you are all very fine we hope.
Mina change "bad girls" to "bad women" because we are not really girls now.... but perhaps she still write "girl" sometimes.
We had birthday party for Hisae last Friday. She is XX years of age now. We ate and ate and drank and drank, but Mina stopped alcohol drink early, because doctor say, don't drink too much alcohol. Hisae's birthday was Tuesday actually, and we went Kazu's home after our work, to eat cake which Kazu's mother made. She is very good baker. She always sorry to Kazu after bully her about defecate many years. After eating big slices of cake, Hisae defecated in toilet of Kazu's home. She stayed in loo only 5 minutes but Kazu's mother said nothing, she talked about other things.
We said before, Saturday is our best time for defecate. It is warm weather in Japan now so we decided to use potties for yesterday morning's defecate. As our usual, we covered green flat floor with old newspaper and placed all our potties there on Friday night. None of us did motions on Friday, and only Kazu and Hisae did on Thursday, so we expected big defecate yesterday morning. We have seven potties total. Of course we lined with loo paper all of them.
Even we ate like tyrannosauruses Friday evening, we were hungry Saturday morning, so we made big breakfast and ate, in beige flat. Then we moved to green flat for our buddy defecate. We decided we be birthday suit as it is more comfortable when weather is warm. Actually weather was not so warm early morning, but it got warm quickly.
After doing wee in loo all of us, we squatted over our potties. We always start slowly because waiting for Maho, she always is hard to start at first because her motions very hard. But when Maho said, "coming," we relaxed. Unfortunately, Hisae relaxed too much, and her beautiful bottom exploded, then her potty was full in few seconds! "Sorry" she said.
"It's OK Chae. You can't help!" Hisae took her potty to loo, and Mina and Kazu decided wait more, but Maho continues push, she always does that. It is not good for Maho to stop. When she started, she must continue, otherwise her turd refuse to come out. Hisae came back and squatted again. Immediately, many large brown lumps dropped from Kazu's bottom and then Mina's bottom. About 8 lumps each. (Mina learned word, "lump" on this site.) Maho also dropped her first large log and started to push second one. Mina and Kazu took their potties to loo, emptied, lined with new paper and came back. And squatted again.
How happy we are to defecate with watching our crushes defecate. It is a paradise! We hope we can all drop mierda exactly same time, but if it's not exactly, that's OK.
Maho dropped second large log and started to push third one. Mina took Maho's potty to loo after placing another potty under beautiful Maho's beautiful bottom. Then came back and squatted again.
Suddenly we all defecated together! Hisae said "Aaaah" and then her bottom opened. Bururururururu bururururururu bururururururu, about six of them, and while she pushing, splat splat splat splat under Kazu and Mina same time. And Maho's fourth log also landed in her potty. Suddenly tears on faces of all four of us. We emptied potties into loo and lined, with crying happy crying. We are in paradise!!! Four potties were very full.... Chae's was all mushy, Mina's and Kazu's were lumps, Maho's was long logs.
So we squatted again, three of us felt little pieces would come (and they came), while Maho was pushing out log number five when 3 crushes returned from loo. How happy we feel. Please crushes, produce more mierda, we all thinking.
After Maho drop her number six, her face changed. "What's matter, Maholin?"
"I feel funny.... but I'm OK. Still mierda is in my bottom, but it is different mierda. I continue squat. Please continue push out!"
So we continue, and lots little pieces (sometimes not little) land in potties. Suddenly Maho moaned, "Aaaah" and then, in one second, her turds covered in something look like chocolate syrup!! Lots of syrup, it filled whole potty and landed on newspaper beside! Fortunately, we all wearing surgical gloves, so Maho could take loo paper and clean sides of her potty before taking it to loo. This time she took it herself. "I have to produce more, but not immediately. I can take own potty." She took, and lined, and came back and squatted. "You are all beautiful all three of you," Maho said with looking at the little pieces dropping from three bottoms, and crying and crying and crying. We other three also crying and crying, and dropping pieces of mierda.
Suddenly Maho said "Aaaaaah" again and opened her beautiful bottom. Bururururururururururu. Different with Hisae, she had no gaps, only one long bururururururu which was about ten seconds and made mountain about ten centimetres higher than top of her potty. Wow!! But this was Maho's first motion after last Tuesday...
"Maholin, beautiful."
"No, YOU are beautiful. And I finish I think." Little splats continue for few minutes from all four bottoms but we all feel we soon finish.
After few more minutes we decided we all finished so we took potties to loo (all potties had mountains!) and then followed usual routine, washed bottoms with washlet, dried beautiful bottom of beautiful crush, cleaned potties, washed hands, went into shower, went to tatami room for long time, went into shower again because sweating, then put on clothes and drank tea, Maho made the tea.
Best buddy defecate in whole life! But perhaps we have better one in a future. How happy women we are. If everyone is happy like us, then we are happy even more!!!! We love everyone this site!!
Melanie, Maho is interest your idea of defecate in bath. She doesn't want to do, but perhaps she try fart in bath, then get out of bath and go on toilet to defecate. She hope, it will help her constipate like it help you. You say you are fat? We are sure you are beautiful. But it is good to reduce weight for a health. We saw on telly, if you do motion regularly, you lose weight more easy. So you don't give up. Stay on toilet, until you defecate satisfying style.
Maho is not constipate now. She did very big motion this morning too. We all did. Kazuko she is joker, she say, "Ms Ryoko Shinohara, your double is doing huge motion! Can you hear??"
Anna Beth, we are happy you did huge motion twice. And we are happy that you like our words. We were happy to give that words. We hope you are doing many more wonderful defecates.
We hope everyone is very fine and vey happy!
Love to everyone.
Chakamami Family
Thunder
Blessed Relief
I awoke this morning with a need to poo but I could not...just did not have the energy to push so I took the lazy way out and slipped in a suppository.
It started to work rather quickly...they can be unpredictable as to timing. In fact it hit hard and suddenly. I was close to the toilet and when the urge hit.....what happens with these urges and suppositories and sometimes laxatives I cannot hold back and out it comes out of my bum into the Depends....They are a Godsend for people like me. Anyway there was a small amount of poo on my undies but nearly all of it was expelled into the toilet....I felt so relieved and that was on hour ago and the relief, relaxation and the tingling bum and "feel good" sensation remains.
Now as to the posts iSellhouses....I appreciate your problem, next time you have a really hard stool try a suppository and you have to hold it so an accident is on the cards. Sometimes I am on the toilet and push to a point of nearly passing out. I do not give up!
Congrats (?) ECG ......you beat me ....in all my years I only did two poos as school!
Melanie I have never done a poo in the bath but I can see what you mean and it was a good call. I do not think I will be trying it.....years ago we installed a new bathroom with a bath of course, I have never been in it as I am too stiff and might not be able to get out....actually I am sure I could but it would be an ordeal.
Thunder
STEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
Saturday morning I used the campervan pottie for a NUMBER TOO then went to the bus stop caught bus into town.Went into a resturant eat as much as you want,after three plate loads paid bill went to toilets had a wee then left.I collected my shoes from the cobblers shop then waited for bus home.The bus was running late so had a long wait.
The bus dropped me 400 yards from home,crossed the road then walked into the field and had a wee.I reched down for my bag and had the urge to BM,took off my trainers jogging bottoms and pants before squatting a dribble of wee pushed and passed a poo then another push a much bigger load ,wiped with cusheiie toilet paper,dresse the continued home.
Sunday morning after breakfast had a NUMBER TOO in campervan,Sunday evening had a NUMBER TOO in campervan .Monday the weather sunny ,sat in moon chair on lawn and drank my tea ,went back into house more tea picked up some CUSHELLE TOILET PAPER and carried tea to garden,drank half took off pants and squatt down on lawn A good long wee pushed and had a NUMBER TOO wiped with CUSHELLE toilet paper then finished tea
Monday, April 28, 2025
iSellHouses
Open House Experience
I am a real estate agent and was hosting an open house in a home that had been vacant for over a year. All of the utilities had been turned off, but it was a great fixer upper. With no working toilets, I made sure to keep my water and coffee intake to a minimum. The closest gas station was about 5 miles away - too far away to go and possibly miss a potential buyer. It had been a successful day and a couple of people were interested. It was toward the end of the open house when I felt pressure building up in my backside. I hadn't pooped in 3 days, and was surprised at the sensation. Now??? I stood still and concentrated on making the sensation go away. That seemed to only make it worse. I'd waited too long. Even though the toilets weren't working, I decided to go sit down on one upstairs. Fortunately there was a full roll of toilet paper that had been left behind - - for my behind! (*wink*) I took one last look up and down the street to make sure there weren't going to be any last minute visitors. After that I pulled down my pants and sat down on the toilet seat. The pressure to push was getting stronger. I took shallow, controlled breaths while I made a thick square of toilet paper in my hand. My plan was to be able to give my sphincter muscles a break with the assistance of my TP covered fingers. I'd done this before and it staved off the urge to poop for a good while longer. When I reached around back to push back at the force within, the urge stopped. I waited about a minute longer and it started "feeling" again. The urge to push was strong, so I pushed. I pushed, pushed and pushed. The pushing was met back with the force of my fingers. I allowed my BM to protrude only an inch or so. My fingers could feel how hard my BM was from the other side of the toilet paper. It was as hard as a rock, and dry, I would later discover. I sat there and tried to relax a minute. The process seemed to have worked, until it didn't. The urge to push was back. I put my fingers and toilet paper back in place and released the pushing. It felt so so good to push. I realized in the middle of a heavy push that I didn't even really need the assistance of my fingers. This poop was too big to even make clearance. And it HURT. I strained out a few more heavy pushes before the desire to push stopped again. After a long pause, I carefully and slowly pushed my troubling poop back up into my bottom. Now instead of having to push, there was the uncomfortable sting of not being able to evacuate anything. I stood up and pulled up my pants, giving my bottom a good hearty clench to restore things back to order. I cleaned up the pile of TP from the dry toilet to capture any pee, or in case something horrible happened. Fortunately I'd brought a garbage bag with me in case there was any garbage, and fortunately, nothing horrible happened.
When I got back to my apartment a little while later, I was going to finish watching a TV series I'd started, but then remembered my poopy predicament. I'd probably better figure something out sooner than later. I already knew this was an extra extra large one. Some sort of lubrication might be of help. I remembered an expired tube of KY Jelly in my vanity drawer. Does KY expire? I didn't bother to care about expiration dates in that moment. I sat down on my toilet, popped the attached cap and squirted a swath of the cool clear liquid onto my fingers. I reached around behind, and slathered it on and into my bottom. I poked up a little bit with my index finger and could feel the BM right there. Still thick and hard as ever. All of this stimulating activity back there woke up the PUSH muscles. I stared straight ahead at a cobweb on the wall, focused on my breathing and on resisting the urge to suddenly push. This had to be done very slowly or it was going to be absolutely excruciating. Some urine trickled down into the water as my thick heavy BM crept further down. Tears leaked out of my eyes, my nose reddening along with my stretching anus. I allowed each extra segment of girth to take its time, letting my bottom acclimate to the increasing thickness - slowly but surely. I really wanted to push, but that could cause a tear. I just had to be patient. I tried not to think about the pain. Finally, it got to a point where I could feel the weight of it tugging on my bottom. I had to readjust myself on the toilet / partially standing, giving one last push of relief. Squatting up allowed for my extra large BM to be free from my bottom. If you were looking at the toilet from the side, you could see the top of my huge poop sticking out over the top!!
Here's the thing. I hate pooping until I'm actually pooping. The thought of doing a painful poop causes me enough anxiety that I just procrastinate and hold it in - until I just can't hold it anymore. And yes, logically, I kNOW that by holding it in, I am just compounding the problem, but I just can't help it. This is what I've always done even as a kid. And back then the adults were always chasing me around with suppositories and then stared at my bottom to make sure the insertion was going to take effect. And of course THAT really helped with my pooping anxiety!
Steve A
Fiber/Supplements Survey
How often did you "pay attention" to your diet while growing up?
What types of meals, snacks, and supplements did you eat/use while growing up?
After high school/college age, did you make any diet changes? (adding more fiber to your diet, eating more balanced meals, drinking more water, etc)?
For me, even though I had a consistent pooping schedule during my teenage/college years, I only got constipated once in awhile and never resorted to laxatives, despite not focusing that much on what I ate back then, even though my family cooked relatively balanced meals and bought some healthy foods/snacks with fiber in them, which helped my consistent habits back then.
As of today (I'm 27) I've been paying more attention to what I eat by adjusting my diet, especially when it comes to fiber/certain supplements that are good for digestive health, which has been going well for me (so far)
ECG
My Only School Poo
As an adult, I prefer to poo at home, though I will sometimes have a poo elsewhere if I need to, such as at work or at a friend's house (which I wrote about in my previous story, currently split across pages 3132 and 3133). As a child however, I would only poo at home. I wasn't comfortable with doing it anywhere else, primarily at school as that was naturally where a child would spend most of their time when not at home. I remember at primary school, there were two cubicles next to each other, and the wall between them had an alcove space with a window. You weren't able to see in if you were outside the window, but it was discovered one day that it was possible, if you were tall enough, to stand on the toilet in one cubicle and use the alcove space to look around the wall to see inside the other cubicle. This was a source of great amusement for all the boys, though I was privately grateful that my bowel schedule co-operated with my desire not to poo away from home, so this wouldn't be an issue for me.
The streak of not pooing at school continued well into secondary school, but since I'm writing this story, it obviously came to an end one day. That day was late in Year 10, during the first lesson of the day. We were working in the computer lab, and at 9:15 I came over queasy and shivery, alternating suddenly between hot and cold, feeling an urgent need for the toilet. I was concerned about where the sudden illness had come from, but naively thought that I would be able to hold on until I got home, though I did concede successfully holding it in all day would be a long shot. I tried to ignore the feeling until it went away. It didn't go away, and I was so intently focusing on it that I wasn't able to focus on my work or get anything done besides not shitting myself. By 9:30 I thought to myself in a panic "Forget making it to the end of the day, I'm not making it to the end of the lesson at this rate!" After another five minutes, I was forced to admit defeat and have a poo at school.
If it had to happen, at least this was the ideal circumstance for it. During lesson time, the toilets would be quiet. I was seated right next to the door, while the teacher was on the opposite side of the computer lab, and was very hands-off at the best of times. Sometimes, such as on this day, he wouldn't even acknowledge that he was meant to teaching a class and would simply leave us to get on with the assigned task without any input from himself. I took advantage of that apathy and my seating position to slip out of the computer lab without saying anything, closing the door quietly, slowly walking a feww steps away, then speeding up once I was out of earshot, going as briskly as I could without running down the corridor.
Luckily the toilets weren't far away, and they were also empty. There were two rows, with a mix of blue and yellow cubicles, yellow for girls and blue for boys. For obvious reasons, I never went into any of the girls ones, but I assume they were the same on both sides. As for the boys, the cubicles on the right contained urinals, while the ones on the left contained sit down toilets. My continued reluctance to use these toilets at secondary school was partly down to this layout instantly indicating to others what you needed to do depending on which side you went, but also that I'd never needed to go into the left cubicles until now. I entered one, locked it, lowered my trousers and underwear and sat down. It was another uncomfortable surprise that the toilet was quite low to the ground, presumably so that the youngest pupils could sit on it comfortably. I didn't have long to worry about that, as almost as soon as I'd sat down, I filled the toilet with hot, sludgy poo. It was slightly too solid to be diarrhoea but it came out at that sort of speed.
I stayed seated for a moment to catch my breath and make sure I was done. Whatever had caused the illness, it had passed out of me and into the toilet I was sitting on. I was no longer shivering, but still felt hot, now burning red from shame and embarrassment at what I had just done. I had to return to my lesson, so I wiped, flushed, got dressed again, washed my hands and slipped back into class. If anyone noticed my absence, they didn't say anything. Despite doing something I hadn't done before, it didn't boost my confidence to potentially do it again in future. Due to the circumstances, the only other option was going in my trousers, so it didn't count as me choosing to go as far as I was concerned. Indeed, I was quite unsettled and agitated for the rest of the day, feeling that everyone knew what I had done and was judging me for it even though, thinking rationally, there was no indication anyone knew or would care about it even if they did.
melanie
pooed in the bath
hi! omg i haven't posted on here in ages.
i've been really busy lately because my mum got a new job in another city so she's barely here during the week so that means i'm responsible for my younger siblings at the moment.
(driving them to school, making meals, dishes, laundry etc etc.)
it hasn't been too hard but just very BUSY and being busy means that i've had to ignore urges to poo.
anyway, yesterday it had been six days since my last poo and i was feeling awful.
really bloated and crampy and i was farting a lot but they didn't seem to relieve any pressure. i think i've mentioned this before on here but my mum those really loud, smelly farts you get when you need to poo 'loaded farts' like when i was a kid and i farted she'd say, "melanie, that was a loaded fart. you need to go sit on the toilet and push." ANYWAY i was basically doing those loaded farts all day and they smelled horrible but i didn't have enough time to sit on the toilet and actually have a proper pushing session. i might've started to get something out but it would've had to go back in because i just don't have time.
after i put the kids to bed i was feeling really sore and yucky and i just wanted a moment to myself so i ran a bath, figuring it might relax my muscles and help the cramping.
i was soaking in the bath for about ten minutes, rubbing my belly which was bulging up out of the water. (i'm in the process of losing weight but i'm still very fat) when i started to feel an urge. i was going to get out of the bath and sit on the toilet but it's starting to get cold and i didn't want to sit my wet butt on the seat and freeze while i was trying to poo lol so i just started pushing in the bath. i wasn't intending to actually poo in the bath i was just procrastinating getting out but i realised that the warm water actually seemed to help so i just kept going until i got out a really big, hard poo. i did get on the toilet after that and finished up. (there was some softer stuff behind the big plug) but honestly, if you're like me and you're always constipated i highly recommend pooing in the bath!
- melanie
Tommy
To Leah
Thank you for responding to my question, I liked your story and that you scrunch your face as you poop, my girlfriend does that all the time, maybe I'll share a story about her sometime, thanks again for the story Leah.
thunder
No Bidet equals Big Skid Marks
As readers are aware I have a bidet at home and a hand held bidet at work.
On Thursday night went to friends for tea and that evening I needed a poo so I went and had a poo . I was unable to properly wipe so ended up with a big skid mark on my Depends which is Ok because when I got home I had a shower and disposed of it.
Winter will soon be here so my bidet has a heated seat and heated water....real luxury!
Wiping ones bottom is a given but it does take dexterity< it is surprising what difficult task it can be.
typing this post is also difficult due to my hands etc.
Thunder
Leah
Early dash
Hi all, my leg muscle injury recovered and I went back to work last Thursday, exactly one week and it is a real struggle as I now have a painful swollen foot in the same leg.
So just so you know I don't really go out unless I'm working or food shopping, I need my rest!
Dear Tommy:
The short answer is yes! Although I may not realise it I am doing it, especially when I'm struggling or stressed, I will tell you what happened today.
I really needed to have a poo when I got to work earlier in the week, I always arrive early so I can have a cup of tea before I start and I really felt a poo coming so I made my drink and waited a few minutes to see if my stomach would settle down as I really didn't want to poo here, but my stomach cramped noisily and I farted as i quickly left for the loo.
And then I went to the loo in the canteen, which is single occupancy, to find an out of order sign on the outer door, and because the two loo's are in a separate corridor from the canteen nobody will see me as I desperately ran into the men's side and luckily found it empty, the inner door slammed shut as I pulled the stiff lock across and hung my bag on the hook and yanked down my shorts and thong to my ankles and sat down on the seat.
I sighed as I sat down and listened as my pee hissed into the bowl, I scrunched my face to squeeze out the last drop and there was a faint plop.
By this point I'm getting paranoid as it's only a single occupant loo and I creased my face and grunted as I tried to push this poo out but I was made to wait, about five minutes later my poo exploded out of me as I put my hands on my hips and let out a big sigh of relief "aaaaahh" my stomach was still hurting me so my face was still pained looking, but my poo was one big mushy mess and I sat for another minute before rolling the loo paper, I ripped off two sheets at a time and I started wiping the back of my bumper when someone entered the loo, tried to push my door then they turned around and left again and it took me about 50 sheets to get my bum clean, my mum was really messy and stinky and I creased my face in disgust.
Finally I was able to pull up my thong and shorts and pulled the flush, I watched as the contents swirled around in the bowl before being sucked inside, I left the loo and luckily nobody was there to catch me and I washed my hands in the kitchen sink.
Until next time
Leah
Rike
Toilets without seats, answers and memories 3
Elena I liked your experience in the woods. It is some time since I last peed in the woods.
Louise I don't think I ever peed in a car.
On Tuesday I had a day off and I went over to Strasbourg, I was maybe 12 years ago there. The first thing doing wen arriving at the central station was to look for the toilets. They are ok and cost 1 Euro. It was more or less uneventful. I had to wait a bit, but as urgent as I needed to pee I could control it. The seat was clean so I could just sit down. The one thing a bit strange was that nobody seemed to care for the toilet signs, as there were some men using the women's toilet and some women using the men's toilet. I don't care, it was just a bit uncommon for me.
The uncomfortable public toilets were at Place Klebér and a the Munster. They are also in heavy use, but they all miss a toilet seat. So when peeing there I hovered over the toilet. Hopefully I did not miss the toilet, but with no chance I would poop there. Their only plus point is that they don't cost anything.
One of my earliest memories is from kindergarten. There was one bathroom. It had two rooms. In the one room which also was the entrance were all the sinks in three rows. When entering on the right side was another room. It has two entries. Each entry was a row of toilets. The toilets only had small metal dividers between them and no doors. I think that I mostly used the toilets in the further room. I can remember seeing lots of kids using the toilet. Of course the toilets never were separated by gender. I can remember seeing sometimes several boys peeing in the same toilet standing up. I never was jealous about that. I remember that I would compare the poop with a friend and I think she nearly always had a bigger pile.
Saturday, April 26, 2025
STEPHEN.P
RESPONSE TO LOUISE
I have had a wee in the car Thousands of times and a NUMBER TOO
Hundreds of times. I use a small polypropalene bedpan .Always stored
behind the passenger seat easy to reach.on many occasions I have used it
when been shopping and just got back to car and need to wee.
When stuck on motorway for hours I have used it when others are
sqatting behind crash barriers.I always use SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL after
having a B M .
A FEW MONTHS AGO I seen an advert on internet advertising a ladies
toilet for in car use it was a modified casseral dish inside a moulded
seat it can be used for a NUMBER TOO
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Woke this morning with the urge for a BM ,sat on OAKLEAF BEDPAN had a wee the urge went so got off bedpan and went down to kitchen carrying pan , I went into garden and emptied on lawn ,washed under water butt then left to dry ,the went back to kitchen.
I made two mugs of tea then sat in chair and drank.I felt the urge for a BM so went to campervan sat on ADVENTURIDGE porta pottie and done a NUMBER TOO
Pete answer to your question
I needed to be circumcised as an adult recently due to a medical issue I can confrim that peeing is a much cleaner operation with no drip issue it comes out like a pressure wash hits the target and stop on command before much higher chance of a drip or miss aim
Thunder
Mina , Kazu and a bidet
Dear Mina
Thanks for the reply.
Yes I have learned to wiggle my bottom on the bidet when the jet of water is squirting on my hole. I move around so the jet is hitting the target from various angles. I use the more powerful "enema" function.
When I am cleaning o the bidet the function goes for three minutes and I have a sort of exercise routine.
The bidet has a drying function which also takes three minutes so from the time of finishing a BM it is six minutes before it is over.
I do not use the drying function because I wear Depends and that takes care of that.
The last few days I have been pooing regularly and Ok, but the stools can still be hard...anyway it has been successful.
Thunder
Leah
Early dash
Hi all, my leg muscle injury recovered and I went back to work last Thursday, exactly one week and it is a real struggle as I now have a painful swollen foot in the same leg.
So just so you know I don't really go out unless I'm working or food shopping, I need my rest!
Dear Tommy:
The short answer is yes! Although I may not realise it I am doing it, especially when I'm struggling or stressed, I will tell you what happened today.
I really needed to have a poo when I got to work earlier in the week, I always arrive early so I can have a cup of tea before I start and I really felt a poo coming so I made my drink and waited a few minutes to see if my stomach would settle down as I really didn't want to poo here, but my stomach cramped noisily and I farted as i quickly left for the loo.
And then I went to the loo in the canteen, which is single occupancy, to find an out of order sign on the outer door, and because the two loo's are in a separate corridor from the canteen nobody will see me as I desperately ran into the men's side and luckily found it empty, the inner door slammed shut as I pulled the stiff lock across and hung my bag on the hook and yanked down my shorts and thong to my ankles and sat down on the seat.
I sighed as I sat down and listened as my pee hissed into the bowl, I scrunched my face to squeeze out the last drop and there was a faint plop.
By this point I'm getting paranoid as it's only a single occupant loo and I creased my face and grunted as I tried to push this poo out but I was made to wait, about five minutes later my poo exploded out of me as I put my hands on my hips and let out a big sigh of relief "aaaaahh" my stomach was still hurting me so my face was still pained looking, but my poo was one big mushy mess and I sat for another minute before rolling the loo paper, I ripped off two sheets at a time and I started wiping the back of my bumper when someone entered the loo, tried to push my door then they turned around and left again and it took me about 50 sheets to get my bum clean, my mum was really messy and stinky and I creased my face in disgust.
Finally I was able to pull up my thong and shorts and pulled the flush, I watched as the contents swirled around in the bowl before being sucked inside, I left the loo and luckily nobody was there to catch me and I washed my hands in the kitchen sink.
Until next time
Leah
Christina
Gross splash back
I was traveling in South Africa with my husband and a group of friends. This one morning, we were getting ready for a nature excursion. We had breakfast and our group assembled waiting for the guides. This is when the urge to poop hit me suddenly. I had been backed up for a couple of days because I don't like to poop in the hotel room when my hubby is around. So I excused myself and went to the lobby bathroom. There were two stalls but both were taken. By the sounds of it, both ladies were having big poos. The smell was quite intense as well. After a minute, one lady wiped and flushed. She came out of her stall and I recognized her as the 20-something redhead who was having breakfast with her family at the table next to ours. I rushed to the stall only to find the toilet heavy streaked with skid marks. I really needed to go so I ignored it. I sat down and started pooping immediately. I passed a very wide poop, but when it fell, the water splashed back straight into my bum hole. That was really gross, especially since the water was dirty from the redhead's poop. I wiped myself with lots of toilet paper to make sure I was clean. I looked at the bowl and it was full of poop and paper, so I didn't flush to avoid a clog. I quickly left just in time to depart for the trip.
Louise
Car Accident (pee)
I've read here a lot, but I haven't posted, so here goes. I'm a 17 yo high school senior,Female, and this happened last Tuesday. That's all the info you are getting. Anyway, it was the last period of the day (8th) and I REALLY had to pee. plus, I had an art club after school. The teacher never bothers letting us go to the bathroom, so I held it to the end, hoping I could go during art club. However, I didn't know that they closed the bathroom doors after school each day, which meant I had to wait even longer. I tried to focus on my art piece, but I ended up sitting at a table with my friend and holding my crotch tightly under the table. Near the end of the club, the pressure turned to agony as I took each step to my car. When I turned the keys into the car and started pulling out, A squirt of pee escaped, but I was able to cut it off.My back and sides hurt so bad. Then, another, longer and more aggressive squirt escaped, put I stuck my hands into my pants to cut it off. I had only 10 mins left before I got home, and yet another JET squirted out. I cut it off but it kept dribbling, so I pulled over, yanked my panties down in the front seat, and took a McDonald's cup from earlier. I squatted but it was too late. Dark yellow pee horizontally, like a hose, Squirted everywhere. The windshield, the seat, and the cup. The stream turned upwards and some hit my head. The relief was so immense I didn't even know what was happening. So that's what happened.
Question: Do y'all have any stories about peeing in the car? We need more pee desperation stories please. Thank you!
Nobody
Museums and Trains
Some of the recent posts here talked about trains and museums and it reminded me of something from 20 something years ago. Idr if I talked about it before, but I will now regardless. I was probably about 5 at the time and we (extended family included) went to a train…tour…thing. I remember wanting a souvenir-two actually, but we could only afford one. I think I did end up getting both in the end, but anyway, one was a two-tone whistle with a RXR (railroad crossing symbol) stamped on the body and it dangled from a red lanyard. I still have that whistle. The other was a toy steam engine that survived a few years but is no longer…just no longer.
The meat of this story starts at some point before the tour. We were hanging out at the station for what felt like hours when I started to feel the need to lay cable. I held on but it quickly became apparent that I wasn't going to hold for very long, so I rushed to the restrooms. I looked up and saw the sign for the men's room and rushed in. I chose a stall and went in. What I dropped that day would be impressive for even my current adult self. I finished and flushed and…well…more like I attempted to flush. Nothing happened. It didn't even pretend to try to dump water into the bowl. I was only like 4 or 5 years old, so I wasn't able to do anything about it. I just pulled my pants up and started to leave. I noticed a lack of urinals and an abundance of stalls and the gears in my head started turning. I stepped out and looked at the signs again. I was in the women's restroom. I thought about how the next person would feel stepping into the women's room and seeing a monster sitting unflushed in the commode.
It was such a memorable event that when I started school, I ended up writing about it for my kindergarten portfolio essay or whatever tf.
Thunder
Incontinence Underwear
I noticed some posts about people using the above!
I wear Depends and would not exists without same.
I have a leaky bladder and cannot control my bladder as well as I once could...it manages my sudden ( but not often ) urges.
I need Depends for my bowels too.
If constipated, I have to be quite constipated, I get leakage or skid marks from a hard stool stuck in my rectum .
The matter of laxatives also requires protection...they give me the sudden urge (sometimes) and some poo escapes before I can reach the toilet, even though the toilet may be close.
On rare occasions I have had an almost full scale accident even though toilet is close at hand.
If I use suppositories or enemas (Fleets or Micro) I often have little accidents. One has to hold them for a while and then I can get a sudden explosion.
I might get a good result form a suppository , but more particularly an enema can have a second "go" and an unplanned evacuation. This happened the last two times I used a suppository and the last time I used a Fleets it worked Ok and I was out driving to the office and it "worked" again .....two things....just as well there was nobody at work and the Depends did a good job of absorbing and containing my very liquid BM.
I have the fortune that my incontinence products are funded by the government and my funding has run out till the end of May and I am wondering if my incontinence products will last till then? Maybe yes....maybe no.... time will tell!
Thunder
Princess Toadstool Peach
Questions for Anyone and Everybody
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I got some more bathroom related questions for you guys. So here we go.
What are some Bathroom toilet scenes from some movies or TV Shows live action or animated you remember?
How many squares of toilet paper do you wipe with?
Does lots of coffee or fibre or beans make you poo the most?
If you have kids how did you manage to potty train them?
Did you have any embarrassing moments with your kids in a public restroom?
Do you have to pee more than once when sitting on the toilet?
OK those are all my questions. See you next time. Bye bye now!
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!
Anna Beth
Hi
To Mina Chakamami: Thank you for your nice words about my bottom! I think it is very nice and it makes big poo-poos!
I did a really big one yesterday and an even bigger one today! It was so much fun!
Tomtom
To trekkie
I'm autistic and I often don't realize I have to go until it's too late. It usually happens when I'm focused on something and as soon as I finally stand up it just... well, let me just say Niagara Falls. Like, when I think back about it I realize I was uncomfortable, it just didn't register.
Same with pooping. I might be out doing something (and this is particularly true if there's a lot going on that requires my attention, such as social settings or public events), and I might either feel some discomfort that doesn't register, or I realize "oh, I should probably find a bathroom at some point" but I don't register JUST HOW BAD I have to go until it's too late and I end up having an accident.
I've been in diapers on and off throughout my life, I typically would wear if I'm in a stressful period or have to do something stressful (like, with lots of sensory input), but sometimes it just... takes me by surprise. I've had so many accidents, but I also accept it's part of who I am and nothing I can do, just the way I'm wired. It's not a bad thing, just who I am.
I definitely think it's something you might look into, it could help explain why it's happening to you!
Thursday, April 24, 2025
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
The past few weeks I have pooped in campervan every morning at 7am
this morning could not poop ,tried again at 9am could not poop.I went down to the bus stop caught bus into town ,took my shoes into the shop for repair paid and recieved a ticket to collect on Saturday.I walked to the shopping centre toilets for a wee on way had the urge to BM .
The toilets were six cubicles I entered the vacant one door lock broken I pulled down my pants and jogging bottoms and sat on toilet a wee followed by a NUMBER TOO.Wiped with toilet paper supplied then dressed ,flushed .washed hands then walked to POUND STRETCHERS for some groceries before bus back home.
I arrived home half hour ago went into campervan ,sat on ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE had a wee then a NUMBER TOO
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