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I recently found an article on Bustle about pooping. It was funny and I enjoyed reading it! However, it claimed that the smell of our poops is what we find embarrassing about pooping.
I find all these things embarrassing:
1. The smell
2. The sounds
3. The size
4. That while it smells bad, can look gross, and can be huge, that I thoroughly enjoy doing it!
5. Cleaning up
6. Having to go urgently
7. Having to go in public or at a friend's house
8. Clogging a toilet
9. Having accidents
10. Diarrhea
I really appreciate this forum because we can talk about this subject as if it is a normal part of our lives like eating a meal, driving a car, picking out clothes, taking care of kids, being in love. It really helps that I can sympathize with others and that others sympathize with me.
What embarrasses you? What doesn't? I would love to hear from you!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Emma two
Cold caller windup
I was taking a phone call yesterday and it was one those annoying accident claim companies. I decided to play around with the guy I was talking to. He asked me if I'd ever had an accident that was worthy of a claim. I told him I had and I'd like to make a claim for it. He's asked me what happened and I had a hard time not laughing as I told him I had an accident in my knickers. I told him I had diarrhoea and I couldn't hold it and I wouldn't like to claim for some new underwear and compensation for the embarrassment of it. The phone went quiet for a while as he thought about what to say next. He then said he wasn't sure I could claim for something like that and I hung up knowing that would be the last time I heard from him.!
Period Poops
Question for women:
Do you experience period poops that are different from regular poops?
They seem to be worse than regular poops, even though they're a common occurrence during the time of the month.
Annie
Had a big poop though not everything yet
Got up this morning, went to the washroom, brushed my teeth, put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room and went upstairs for breakfast. Had noodles with ground beef, carrots, noodles and green beans on top of rice. The light was off but my caregiver was up (she sometimes likes sitting in the dark). While I was eating she pointed to the apple on the table and said to have that for lunch. It took a while to eat the noodles but afterwards I took my 9 AM medications, grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar, thanked her and went downstairs. Finally a few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed the Walmart bag, stood up, walked to the door, took my flip flops off, opened the door, left my room, put the flip flops on out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom (it was getting harder to hold). Turned on the light, went in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot then pushed out a big solid poop. There was a lot. Whew the relief. Finally the last of it came out and laid in the toilet. Pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, took some off the roll then put the toilet paper roll back into the Walmart bag. I put the Walmart bag on the floor then started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. The toilet paper was very messy. Put the toilet paper into the toilet (between my legs), stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up, put the toilet paper into the Walmart bag and turned to look in the toilet. Wow there was a long thick solid poop in the toilet. It took up quite a bit of the toilet. Wow. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands, turned off the tap, picked up the Walmart bag, went to the door, opened it, turned off the light and walked to my room across the hall. Turned on the light (remember it's outside my room), took my flip flops off, opened the door, went in, put the flip flops on in here, dried my hands on the towels in here and have been writing this for a while. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Annie
To Jessica W & story
To Jessica W-Can you please not use Happy pooping at the end of your posts? Thank you. I came up with that in my early or mid 20s.
As for me right now, I just finished dinner which was full of vegetables, some beef on top of rice. I also had coffee, a good breakfast and lunch so hopefully I will have a second good poop today later. My body can use it. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is having a good weekend so far.
Happy pooping and peeing
Annie
MD Dan
RE: Jessica W & Kate Pooped Her Pants!
Hey everyone! I'm glad to read all the great posts here!
Jessica W: Congrats on your upcoming anniversary and birthday! That sounds like an interesting place to poop, too!
The strangest place I ever pooped was in the back of my SUV when I was 20 years old. I was hunting at the time, early in January, and right after daybreak I had an uncontrollable urge to poop. Not wanting to poop in the open (because it'll keep the deer away and it was about 13 degrees F outside), I walked back to my SUV and climbed into the back (the rear seats had been folded down). I was parked on private property in the middle of the woods so I wasn't worried about anyone coming by. I grabbed a bag I had to pack out trash, awkwardly got my pants down and squatted, kind of on my knees in the back of SUV and took a dump into the bag. It was very uncomfortable but I felt much better!
Now for the most recent experience with Kate! A couple days after Thanksgiving, she was at my place and we decided to go for a walk early in the morning. She was wearing some black leggings and a fleece sweatshirt. We walked about a mile or so and turned around to head back. She had been farting quite a lot during the walk (as had I) and I joked to her, "Let's get back before you crap yourself!" I chuckled a little but she just looked at me with a weird expression and said, "Yes! Please! My stomach actually really hurts right now." I said, "Wait, are you serious? Are you about to shit your pants?" Her face turned bright red as we kept walking and she just said, "Um...yeah...it's not good! I'm sorry!" She couldn't even look at me anymore. Trying to comfort her, I said, "Look, just try not to think about it. If it happens, it happens, I don't care. Just do whatever you think you need to do and don't worry about me at all."
After I said that, we were only about 10 minutes from my house, but she stopped and looked at me again, her face was still red from embarrassment, but she managed to say quietly, "Really? You wouldn't care? Like not even a little bit?" I said, "No! I mean, it'd be kind of funny, I'm not gonna lie, but I wouldn't think any less of you." She got a little bit more red (which I didn't think was possible) and managed to give a small smile, and said, "Aw, that's actually really sweet. I mean, I'm going to try to make it either way but it's nice to know I have options. haha"
The sun was just starting to come up and no one was out. Maybe one or two cars had passed us the whole time, but no one was out walking around. We got about 7 minutes from my house and Kate's pace slowed significantly. I asked if she was okay. She said, "Yeah, but I'm getting really bad cramps. Holy crap, I need to shit so BAD!" She grabbed my hand and quickly pulled me off the roadway and into a little driveway area for a church. It had a short wall near the mailbox so if you were on the roadway you could only see us from the about the neck up. Immediately I knew she was going to do it. She stopped behind the wall and said, "I'm sorry, I can't hold it anymore!" She was shaking and squeezing her butt together, then, still holding my hand but kind of facing mostly away from me, she kind of leaned forward and grimaced. I heard a short crackle and then kind of a *pluuurp* and saw a massive bulge erupt in her pants, followed by some blubbery farting at the end. She was gripping my hand so tight it was starting to hurt. We both just kind of sat there a minute, I think she was taking time to process what just happened. I noticed her breathing again and she slowly turned to look at me. I was worried she'd be crying but she just had kind of a smirk and just said, "Oh...ok...that really just happened, didn't it?" Smirking back, I said, "Yeah, it did. Are you ok?" She said, "Um...well...honestly, yes. I'm ok. Embarrassed as hell, but I'm okay. Oh my God, can you tell?" She then turned to look back at her butt, saw the enormous grapefruit-sized bulge, and said, "Oh, oh my God, yes, you can tell. That's great..." She started laughing and said, "Can we maybe start walking back again?" We started back and we were able to pick up the pace quite a bit, making it back in only a few minutes.
I let her go clean herself up and take a shower. She thanked me for being so nice and understanding and not judging her at all. She said she actually ended up pooping a lot more (twice as much as she did in her leggings) in the toilet before getting in the shower. All the food she had for Thanksgiving finally made its way out. She admitted she had pooped herself as an adult before, but only a couple times and one of the times she had food poisoning so it was pretty much unavoidable. The other time was something similar to this and she was just caught too far away from a bathroom at the wrong time. Needles to say, this did bring us a little closer. All in all, she had a good attitude about the whole event and is able to laugh about it, at least with me.
Anyway, that's all for now! Have a great day, everyone!
Denise
Responses and some stories
Hi Catherine,
Haha, yes what you describe from your friend is definitely a classic ADHD experience! I've met other ADHDers in my life and many of us have struggled with bathroom needs for that reason. I'd be willing to bet your friend has had a few accidents in her life. But you're right, when the ADHD focus works well, it IS a superpower! I love it when I'm immersed in a project and can get tons done very quickly.
As for those stories you posted, I had a browse. That poor woman on the plane - OMG! I would have parachuted out if I were her! I'm surprised the flight attendants weren't more attentive to preventing a hygiene issue in that circumstance. I've had a few close calls on airplanes too, though never an accident...travelling throws off my routines. But I have been in that position of being so desperate I found myself pounding on a bathroom door and shouting...not very fun but it's kept my pants clean and dry.
More generally, I've been thinking about some of my childhood accidents. I had one that taught me the lesson of not being stubborn about my pride. Because I'd had a handful of accidents and my whole family knew I was prone to getting 'in the zone', they would sometimes draw attention to my body language. For example, if I was deeply immersed in something and was crossing my legs and holding myself, they'd say 'Denise do you need to pee?' because it was clear I was either not aware or was ignoring it. For some reason I really disliked this. It came to a head one day when I was about nine years old. We were all watching a movie in the living room when my mom said to me, 'Denise do you need the bathroom?' Her question snapped me out of my reverie and I realized I did need to poop, and badly. I was sitting on my foot and rocking back and forth holding it in. But now I felt embarrassed about being caught out like that, so I pretended I didn't need to go. 'No' I lied, and tried to sit still. My mom gave me a look but didn't push it. Now I was in a pickle, I was bursting for a poop but told myself I'd hang on just a bit longer so it didn't look like I was lying. I tried not to squirm too much but the pressure was becoming sooooo intense. Trying to get comfortable and barely holding it back at this point, I shifted, lifting my butt off my foot and swinging my other foot up, but turns out my foot was the only thing keeping my poop in and as I moved, it started coming out and filling my pants. I froze for a second, panicked, before panicking even more and realizing I looked suspicious. I carefully put my other leg under me so I was sort of kneeling on the couch, but with my legs slightly apart so my butt and growing poop bulge had some space. I could feel my face burning bright red and was glad for the darkened room. My heart was pounding as I calculated what to do next. I figured I'd sit there for a few minutes before excusing myself and hoped I would get away with it. But, no such chance. My mom was watching me and surely by now the whole family could smell me. Sure enough, my mom said 'Denise, did you just have an accident?' All my siblings were looking at me. I couldn't make eye contact with anybody else. I stared at the floor and shook my head. My mom said 'are you sure?' Meanwhile my older brother said 'Mom I'm pretty sure she pooped her pants'. My eyes started welling up as my mom said 'Denise, is that true?' Tears rolled down my cheeks as I shook my head one more time, but the jig was truly up by now. My mom sighed and said 'Ok, well why don't you get up and follow me then'. I knew there was nothing else to do. I slowly got up, trying to hide my big saggy bum from everyone and followed my mom into the bathroom. She gave me a lecture then which I never forgot. She said 'Denise, you really musn't be too embarrassed to say you need the bathroom. Everyone has to go and there's no shame in speaking up. I know you don't like it when we ask if you need the bathroom, but we're only doing it to help you. We all know you get distracted and that's okay, you're not in trouble, we just want to help'. By now I was full on crying and super embarrassed that I'd just pooped my pants out of stupid pride. My mom's words really stuck with me and I never pretended I didn't have to go ever again, although I still didn't love it when people asked me if I needed the bathroom.
That was not however, the end of me trying to hide my accidents. I've written before about a time I pooped my snowsuit on the way home one day. I was really hoping I could sneak in and get cleaned up without anybody noticing. Unfortunately, my dad was there at the door when I got in. He started asking me questions about my outing, and helping me get my winter clothes off. I started panicking because I knew once my snowpants came off, he'd see my accident in my leggings. Once I had my boots, hat, scarf, mittens, and jacket off and was just wearing my snow pants. I stopped getting undressed and just stood there. He said 'Alright, let's get your pants off'. I balked and said 'I think I'll just leave them on for a while'. He was naturally confused by this and said 'If you're cold we'll get you some sweatpants, let's go, you can't wear your snowpants in the house'. I should add that while I'd been unable to hold in my poop, I was still managing to hold on to a pretty big pee and was pretty desperate, so I was fidgeting and at this moment, needed to cross my legs to keep holding on. My dad witnessed this and said 'what, do you have to pee? Come on let's go'. I still refused to move and said as nonchalantly as possible, 'No thanks I'll just stay here for a bit'. I could feel my face getting red now and knew I was screwed but wasn't ready to give up. I just couldn't bear the thought of my accident getting revealed and how embarrassed I would feel. My heart was racing as I uncrossed and recrossed my legs and just prayed my dad would leave. He did not, and looked confused. Then he said, 'Denise, what's going on. Do you need the bathroom?'. I self consciously reached back and held my butt. Dad noticed and said 'Do you need to poop?' I could feel my eyes filling with tears. Clutching my butt and with tears spilling over, I jammed my knees together in a desperate pee dance and said 'no dad'. He looked bewildered and let me stand there squirming and crying, hanging on to my butt for a minute before just saying 'anything you want to tell me Denise?'. I accepted defeat and sobbed out that I'd had an accident in my pants. He sighed but looked sympathetic. I was feeling guilty now so through my tears I began explaining that I'd had to go really badly and tried my best to make it to the bathroom, but just could not hold it any longer. He hurried me into the bathroom saying 'let's just make sure you don't have a second accident today'.
Anyway! Those are just some memories that have been floating around lately. I hope you are all well!
Annie
Very quick soft poop
Got up this morning around 8:15, sat up in bed, put my feet into the flip flops, grabbed my Walmart bag, toothbrush and toothpaste and water jar and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Of course after peeing I washed my hands (I was taught that from a young age). Afterwards I put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room (you need to do that here otherwise people here will look at it and assume it's for everyone to use) and went upstairs for breakfast. My caregiver wasn't up yet and her son was lying on the living room floor with his broken leg. Breakfast was on the table. There were dumplings, green beans, sprouts, rice, an apple, banana and cup of coffee on the table. I assumed that the fruit was for lunch but I microwaved breakfast and drank the coffee then. I took my medications afterwards, went downstairs, grabbed my water jug and jar, filled them and went back downstairs. A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed the Walmart bag off the floor, stood up, walked to the door, took the flip flops off, opened the door, went into the hallway, put the other flip flops on, closed the door, turned off the light and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, went in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot then pushed out a big soft poop (one big but soft piece) that came out quickly. That was a surprise. Finally when I was done I pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll of TP into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. I put the dirty toilet paper into the toilet afterwards. Bathroom stunk somewhat but not terribly. Stood up, pulled my underwear (high cut dark green underwear) and black sweatpants up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a long thick soft poop that kind of stuck up at the end. I'm not sure how long it was but it was pretty long. Flushed the toilet and it went down. P.U. Better out than in. Went to the sink, turned on the tap, washed my hands, turned off the tap, grabbed my Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light, walked to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, opened the door, went in, put the flip flops on in here, dried my hands on the towels, closed the door, came to the bed and have been writing this for a while. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is enjoying their December so far.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Catherine
Response to Omega
Omega: I apologize that I missed your comment about my story! It was either poop my pants or poop in the trash can. I could not move! "Jill," our mayor and owner of our Pharmacy/Restaurant/Gift Shop was a quick thinker in that shituation!
I hope you are well!
Catherine!
Realizing my kid was lactose intolerant
Not long after he was potty trained, my wife and I came to realize our son was lactose intolerant. He'd has the usual bouts of poop issues some toddlers have when potty training, but I distinctly remember the month we finally put 2 and 2 together and realized he couldn't handle dairy.
My son had gone to a friend's birthday party for the day, where they'd been served icecream cake. I picked him up not long after that, and on the ride home he started to complain that his stomach hurt. I assumed he'd just had too much to eat at the party, but assured him we'd be home soon. We had maybe 2 miles to go when he started saying he had to poop really bad. I told him to hold it, we were so close to the house, but right as we turned down our street, he said he couldn't hold it anymore, and I could hear the "Blorpblorpblorp" as he suddenly filled his pants.
I admit I was a bit pissed about this, thinking he just wasn't holding it well enough. I tried not to act to angry at him since he was already crying, and I took him from his car seat and carried him into the upstairs bathroom. I pulled off his shoes and socks and pants and saw there was already trail of brown sludge staring to run down his legs. I tried to be careful when taking his underwear off, but they were full of soft mushy poop, and anyone who's ever had to take poopy underwear off a 5 year old knows how messy that can get. I threw the underwear away and grabbed some of the baby wipes we still kept on hand and started to clean him up, but it was a lot and I went through like 6 wipes and he still wasn't clean enough to put in the tub.
I had him standing off to the side while I got a new waste basket liner from under the bathroom sink to throw all the used wipes away when suddenly he whines that he needs to go again, and before I could get him onto the toilet seat, a cascade of soft shit spilled out of him and splattered onto the floor. I know I scared him by accident when I quickly grabbed him and put him on the toilet, but thank God I did because even more came out then.
I eventually got him and the bathroom clean,but then damn near the same thing happened the next week, only this time it was after he had mac and cheese. I was not mad at him this time because when he called me from the bathroom that day and I went in, it was obvious that he'd tried to make it to the toilet but failed. There was thick mushy shit in his underwear again and lots in the toilet.
I finally realized that lactose was the culprit when a week after that, he and I stopped at a Dairy Queen one Saturday and then went to the park after. He didn't even last an hour before he started to complain of a stomach ache. We immediately left the park, but there is a five minute walk through the woods back to the parking lot, and he was already saying he had to poop. I picked him up and carried him off the path and behind a large outcropping of rocks and told him he was going to have to go outside. He did not like that idea at all, but I quickly pulled his pants down and set him on a fallen log and told him this was better than doing it in his pants. I of course stayed with him and held his hands so he didn't fall off the log, but in the end he didn't have a choice anyway as he had no control and a huge amount of soft sloppy shit rushed out and created a massive pile on the other side of the log. I told him to try and get it all out, and he was able to push a few more soft blobs onto the pile before he was done. We didn't have anything to wipe with, so I just used his underwear and cleaned his butt as best I could with it before putting his pants back on and then carrying him the rest of the way to the car. He had more diarrhea (on the toilet thankfully) when we got home, but my wife and I talked about what seemed to be triggering it, and that's when we realized it was dairy.
Noot
Desperate at night
Hey all,
So, the way that our flat is laid out, I would need to walk past my roommate's bedroom to get to the only loo in the apartment. That would also mean opening the living room door, which would definitely wake her up. And given she's got a big day tomorrow, I really don't want to wake her up.
Only problem is that I'm busting for the toilet. Wee and a poo. I've been squirming and bouncing and holding for as long as I can, but that won't last forever. I'll let you all know what happens but at the very least a leak seems kinda inevitable. She'll be up in a few hours!
Noot
Anna from Austria
burrito dump
Hi guys a new story from me. Last weekend I was trying out new mexian restaurant.
I have already made the experience that mexican food has quite some effect on my digestiv system. But normaly i can only feel the effect on the next day.
The burritos from the mexixan restaurant kicked in way sooner. In fact I had to go only 10 to 15 minutes after eating. When I entered the ladies room I already could feel a faint poop smell. So I was not the only one who felt the effect I guess.
The ladies room was empty though. I took the one the stalls. Locked the door and pulled down my panties. At first I did hissing pee and in mid pee I did huge booming fart and some soft poo left my behind. Then 2 more farts and some more mushy poo. Then I was done. I had to flush a few times to get rid of the skidmarks. Then I left the stall, washed my hands and went back to my table were my friends were waiting.
I hoped you liked my story
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Mary-Ann
So on Monday I had a sudden urge to go during an afternoon lecture. The urge came outta nowhere! I tried to hold it but after a few minutes I knew I couldn't. I slipped out of the classroom and made my way to the nearest bathroom. It was a single-stall kind, but the door was locked because someone was already in there. I hoped they'd finish up soon, but after a couple of minutes I realized they were shitting! I thought about going elsewhere, but I knew I wouldn't make it. So I waited.
Finally, I heard some paper rustling and then the girl left without flushing. She was a tall brunette from my chemistry class. She gave me a weird look as she washed her hands and left. I opened the door and was hit with a wall of stench. Damn, that girl really let one rip! The toilet was filled with logs, and some were floating on top like little islands. But I was desperate, so I sat down and let 'er rip.
My shit came out in a long, crackling stream, like breaking twigs. It was a relief, though - I'd been holding it in for too long. The smell got even worse as my crap hit the water, but I didn't care. When I was finally done, I wiped and stood up. The toilet was even more full now, with my contribution added to the mix. Some of the other girl's logs were still visible, but mine had mostly broken apart and mixed in.
I grabbed some extra paper and tried to clean up as best I could before leaving. I felt bad for whoever had to clean that mess after me. The next day, when I passed by the bathroom, it had a sign saying "OUT OF ORDER." I couldn't help but chuckle, thinking about that poor janitor who'd have to deal with whatever was in there. And every time I see that brunette from chem class, all I can think of is her leaving a steaming pile of logs in that toilet and me having to sit in it. Gross!
Taylor
Phone call wetting
I had a very important phone call today, one I could not leave or miss. It went on for such a long time and I was desperate to pee, but I didn't want to put the person on hold or worse, use the toilet with them listening. The desperation came in waves and I eventually reached the point where I just couldn't hold it any more and looking down at the wet patch on my jeans just cemented my predicament. I was home alone and I needed to do laundry anyway so I just let it happen. My body didn't protest in the slightest and I proceeded to utterly drench my jeans all the way down to my ankles while talking on the phone the whole time. It was the most relieving pee of my life! I ended up wetting myself a small amount again later while still on the phone, does anyone else find once they are wet they need to pee again?
Taylor
Catherine
Do You Have Diarrhea?
Hi Toiletstool!
Well, apparently the bug that my family had a few weeks ago is making its way around the community.
I've decided that I would have a little fun with it. As I have shared before, I am a quiet person by nature, reserved, and I do not talk about pooping in general. I will with my family and with "Beth."
For years I've noticed that many people are uncomfortable using the word "diarrhea." It's funny, because, as a meme once said, "Diarrhea" would be a beautiful name for a girl if it did not mean what it means." And it is is a beautiful word, but it does mean loose stools, urgency to use the toilet, smell, sickness, and the like. (I also think "defecate" is a beautiful word that would be a beautiful name for a girl if it did not mean what it meant. Since a lot of women named Catherine go by "Kate" or "Cate" I thought about making my name for this forum Defe-Cate, but I decided against it. I've never gone by Cate or Cathy for that matter. It's always been Catherine.)
So since I had been sick I decided that if anyone talked about this bug, I would make sure to use the word "diarrhea" no matter how uncomfortable it made me or the people I talked with.
It has been amusing. One lady in her 50's came into the pharmacy to buy some Imodium and she said that her daughter had been sick with a stomach bug. I told her I was so sorry and that vomiting was no fun. She replied that she hadn't thrown up but had the other. And I just blurted out, "Oh, so she has diarrhea." And the woman blushed and nodded her head. Then I went over how to use the Imodium properly for the diarrhea.
Another woman in her 30's who has been a customer for a while came and picked up a prescription. She asked if it caused any symptoms. I said that it probably would give her diarrhea. She winced. I told her to eat some yogurt and perhaps take a fiber supplement and she agreed.
Another woman in her early 40's came in and said that her whole house had the stomach bug and was looking for some medicine. And I asked about their symptoms. She said that the kids had thrown up but everyone was "sick at the other end." And I replied, "Oh, so you all have diarrhea." And she said yes and it was really bad. As I was helping her find some medicine she asked for the restroom and was gone for about 20 minutes.
And there were other examples.
But please, we need to use the word diarrhea. It is a good word to name a symptom that is uncomfortable and can cause issues if we don't treat it!
So, do YOU have diarrhea?
Love to all!
Catherine!
Shauna B
Survey
(New here so i might get the format slightly wrong)
(1): have you ever got your poop something unintentionally (like itching your butt with something)
(2): have you ever had your bottom wiped outside of being a baby / toddler
(3): have you ever picked up on someone around might have a badly wiped bottom
(4): best instance of using your poop to get back at someone
(5): longest time you've been stuck on the toilet / worse poop
(6): similar to (2) have you ever gotten in trouble for not wiping well
(This my first survey so i hope i got the format right !)
Skidmarked from a walk
Replies
Jessica- Do you guys get skidmarks? No, I am clean when the situation is right. lol the situation normally isn't right I get wedgies, having to poop without toiletpaper, farting, feeling lazy. It happens! That's why the human civilization has countued so far.
Do you have to pee and poop while doing cardio?
Have you taken a poop or pee outdoors?
If so why and describe it?
Wednesday, December 11, 2024
To Jessica
Jessica your story about pooping at school was good let me know how your after Thanksgiving poop was mine was nice & smooth! Are u & your family open about your bathroom habits? Me & my mom are pretty open about it she texted me & told me she clogged the toilet the other day! lol
Jessica W
Where was the strangest placed you ever pooped at?
Not long after mine and Mark's wedding - we'll be having our 10th anniversary just after my 30th birthday - I pooped in a bag on a lookout tower. I remember it to be one of my most satisfying poos!
G'day,
Jessee
Catherine
Petro's Survey
About a year ago a fellow by the name of Petro was asking very detailed questions to the women on this forum! I don't know how I missed this survey, but I thought it would be fun!
I love surveys and am happy to answer any questions that are appropriate for this forum!
So here goes:
Hello, Catherine!
I've read a lot of your posts here and I'd like to ask you some questions, if you don't mind.
1. Is it difficult for you to poop? No. It comes naturally and easy for me. I am very regular!
2. As you're pooping, have you to strain a lot for pushing your poop out? As you're doing a thick poop, is it difficult for you to push it out? No. Due to my high fiber diet my BMs are voluminous and soft. They do give me a lot of pressure, but the relief is immense when I finally defecate.
3. Do you usually fart before you start pooping? Sometimes I'll pass some gas and this is the signal that a poop is coming soon!
4. As you sit down on the toilet for pooping, have you to push a lot before your first turd comes out or does everything fall out at once? Everything comes out. I rarely push, maybe to get some leftover bits out. But the bulk of the stool, if not the whole thing, is pretty automatic!
5. Do you always poop by yourself? Sometimes Alan is in there with me. I have had to go with my daughters and/or son in the stall. I've written about those on the forum.
6. Do you usually poop as you feel you have to do it? Do you ever sit down on the toilet and try to poop without having an urge for it? Would you be able to poop in that case? No. I want the urge to be strong before I go to the toilet.
7. Have you ever a situation as you sit down on the toilet for pooping and start pushing, but you can't push your poop out? And have you situations as you have to push for a long time during pooping? If you had such situations, did you perceive them as a positive or a negative thing? No. If I don't have to go I don't go. When traveling or in any other routine that gets me off my schedule I won't make myself go until I have the urge to go.
8. Do you like pooping? If you have to push a big poop out, is it pleasant for you? Do you take it for a positive thing? Absolutely love it! It is very relaxing, pleasant and enjoyable. It is a very positive thing for me and very healthy!
9. If you've pushed a big poop out, are you proud of it? Oh yes! I've taken pictures of my best ones!
10. Do you like peeing? If you pee a lot of urine out, is it pleasant for you? No. I hate peeing. It is a chore. As much as I love pooping, I hate peeing. I love to drink water and coffee. But I hate what it does to my bladder. I mean I don't go often but I just hate having to take a break to pee.
11. Why did your pee come out at once before your pregnancy, but now the stream is weaker and sometimes you have stop and start to your pees? (You wrote about it on the page 2888.) I am not sure why but it is pretty much back to normal now.
12. Why do you fart most of the time now, when you sit for a pee, but before your pregnancy you did it during the first pee of the day as a rule? (The same page.) It is back to normal now. I just think that everything down there gets a little weaker due to pregnancy and labor, but my sphincter is back to normal.
13. Do you ever try to poop after peeing, especially after your morning pee? As in the words of Master Yoda, when it comes to poop, I either doo or doo not. There is no try!
14. As you gave birth to Joey, why had you to have your BM in the hospital room, but not in the bathroom? (You wrote about it on the page 2853.) There was a bathroom in the hospital room.
15. Did it become more difficult for you to poop after you gave birth or is everything with it in the same way as before that? And was it difficult for you to poop during your pregnancy? Postpartum poops can be rough! Everything is back to normal!
16. As you're pooping in front of Joey, does he like to look it? As he sees you pooping, does he comment it somehow? And you? He has made a few comments about the smell and if I make noises. Of course that was a few years ago! He is seven now and I don't let him in the bathroom unless necessary.
17. Do you ever make a buddy dump with Joey? No. He is my son. That crosses the line. If he is in there with me or I am in there with him it is out of necessity. We teach privacy in our home.
18. Do you ever poop outdoors? Only once out of necessity when we lost power due to a hurricane that came through a few years ago. Now we have a generator to power our well incase we lose power!
19. May I also ask you some questions about pooping in your childhood? If you don't mind, of course! I would rather not. I feel that I may have shared a few to many things already about my children and I just don't think I should go into further detail.
20. And I'd also like to ask you: do you live in USA? If you do, in what state? I live in the USA and in the South. That is all I am comfortable sharing!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Leah
Replies
To Mike
Last night I had Brussels sprouts and veg with my cottage pie, still constipated.
I'm working during the day and everything feels normal, I drink when I feel thirsty, I get through several bottles of water and juice, I go to the loo when I need to pee but I don't feel the need to poo, as soon as I walk home I'm on the loo bursting for a pee and over say, ten minutes feel like I'm having to really push, plop plop plop and hundreds of little plops come out at once. I have even put a wordsearch book beside the loo so I can just place it on my lap to keep me occupied.
I've been like this pretty much all week, I'm still constipated but pooping, today after I got home there must have been fifty odd droppings in the bowl and if you put it together the poo would have been huge.
I am eating pretty healthily I'm sure it's dehydration at work that's the issue I'm not always able to drink.
Emma two
I was once walking along a canal path that starts in a town and it goes on for twenty or thirty miles, so well out in the countryside, it's just a canal on one side and a footpath on the other with a hedgerow that almost runs the whole length and it's always busy with walkers and families, absolutely no loos anywhere.
It was a hot sunny day and I'm an hour in to the walk, I was wearing a shortish skirt incase I needed to pop a squat and it was in the afternoon, after lunch and I felt bloated and gassy, but I felt ok.
I was looking up the path looking for a bush or field I could get into as I had to pee, I look around and it's clear so I go in behind the hedgerow where there is lots of trees, I pull my skirt up, thong down to my knees squat down and pee, while booming a big part, I wipe with a leaf and carry on quickly.
I could only hold on so long, and I was desperate and sad, sad because I knew I could not poo here but I had to, I felt groggy and irritable and I was in trouble.
I could see a woman walking towards me with a little girl walking beside her and a pram, so I ducked into the hedge, this time was much less private, I squat down in this hedge and I could hear thr footsteps approaching, I saw a dog run past through the branches, the poo was stuck but moving slowly and I start to give a little push and "pffft" the girl must have heard my fart or my grunt, and she spys me through the branches. She sees me from the front, skirt around my waist, "uuuummm" she says, followed by "muuuuum!" I could have died right on the spot, the mum runs up to us and scolds me before I had time to get up and redress. I'm sorry, I said, "this is public land you cannot be naked in a public place. I started crying before walking off.
With no suitable places to go, I could not stop the poo forcing it's way out and I had to leave my filled underwear in a hedge, I tried to stay away from everyone as I made my way home, I jumped in the shower and stayed indoors for the rest of the day.
Selecting your toilet or urinal questions
You walk into a public bathroom to PEE, how do you select the toilet or urinal to use?
Closest available?
Farthest available?
One that is just being flushed?
One offering the most privacy?
Cleanliness?
Right next to your friend?
Other?
Explain?
You walk into a public bathroom to CRAP, how do you select the toilet or
urinal to use?
Closest available?
Farthest available
One that is just being flushed?
One offering the most privacy?
Right next to your friend?
Cleanliness?
Other?
Explain?
Have you ever had an altercation when you have a demanding need to use a public bathroom, but another/other person won't cooperate? What happened? This is your opportunity to tell us about it.
Gender?
What type of place was involved?
Annie
Big solid poop that bent in half
Good morning. Woke up this morning fairly bloated and uncomfortable, had breakfast, etc upstairs and a few minutes ago I got the urge to poop finally. Grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went into the hallway, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, walked in, closed the door and walked to the toilet. Pulled my black sweatpants and black underwear (on period) down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big solid poop. I was done within about 30 seconds. Pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, took some, put the roll of toilet paper back into the Walmart bag and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first (still blood. Ugh) then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs. Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a solid poop that was big but it was bent in half. I guess it broke on its way out. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands at the sink, turned off the tap, grabbed my Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light and walked to my room. Took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light (remember that my light is outside my room), opened the door, walked in, put the flip flops on in here, dried my hands on the towels in here, came to the bed and have been writing this for a while. I hope everyone is staying safe, happy and healthy and is having a good week. December 5 already wow!
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Jessica W
Countdown till me 30th birthday!
G'day folks...
just one week left!
Just right now I had a pre-dinner poo, it came out in one piece and was pretty thick, and nearly a foot long. It was a good relief, just about to flush it now
Happy pooping,
Jeessee
Naughty Piss Jack
To Liam
I that's great to hear you and your sister have such freedom to relieve yourselves anywhere you want. I wish I had the same but I have to be more sneaky. Have you ever peed anywhere naughty outside of the home? I'd love to hear more of your stories if you're willing to share?
Jessica
Reply to Emma Two
Hi Emma! I remember my mom telling me not to poop outside when I was 15. During the summer my family took a road trip to a near by town that held an annual fair, with lots of rides and food vendors. I remember eating lots of bbq while I was there and by late afternoon I was dying to poop. I had been constipated for a few days and I knew this was going to be a big poop. The fair grounds had a row of porta potties in the middle but the line ups were very long. I told my mom I really had to go and asked if I could poop behind some bushes. She told me that was disgusting and made me hold it in while we waited in line. There were about 9 people ahead of me and people were definitely not just going in for a pee. Some people took several minutes inside and my urge was getting stronger. With three people ahead of my I felt the poop start to come out. The felt the tip of the turd poking out of my butt. Lucky for me I was constipated and the poop was very firm. I was able to stop it from coming out any further but I wasn't able to suck it back in. I used all of my strength to keep it from coming and and finally it wasn't turn to use the porta potty. I entered and immediately smelled a strong poop smell. There were loads of turds floating in the chemical water and mine was going to be next. I took off my pants and underwear and hovered over the bowl as an 8 inch long turd came out of my butt. It was super thick and stretched my hole really wide. I farted a bit afterwards but I was done relatively quickly. I didn't have an accident but my underwear did have a huge skid mark on it. Do you guys normally have skid marks on your underwear. I find that as I get older I'm more prone to skid marks. Not sure if anyone feels the same.
Shayna
Gargantuan post-Thanksgiving dump outdoors
So, I have a confession to make. Until last Saturday, I had never taken a shit outside. And I decided that my first time should be my post-Thanksgiving BM, which is always massive and an investment because it takes time. This year, my family decided to have dinner at my aunt's. She lives far up in northern NH and I drove up there early in the morning. Dinner was fantastic, there was such a wide variety of food available that I resolved to have a little of everything. I had already vowed to take my first nature dump, so I was stocking up. I drove back that night because I had work the next day (Black Friday is a stain on society and I've always thought so, it's brainless hyper-consumerism) and when I still hadn't pooped by Friday night, I knew the cargo would be considerable once I finally dropped it. Come Saturday afternoon and I could feel it starting to mount. I was dropping airy little farts and once I got off work, I deliberately took the longer way home, knowing I'd be passing some woods where I could relieve myself. Around 8:00, I knew it was time. I pulled over and got wet wipes out of the glove box, and carefully made my way down a rather steep hill towards some trees. It was slow going, thanks to high heeled zip-up boots. I found a big, wide tree and undid my belt, unzipped my jeans, and assumed a squat as I pulled down my thong. I pissed for about twenty seconds and my rectum puckered and domed as my dump proceeded to exit. It felt like I had some plug in there and I had to push to clear it, but once I did the turd began a much smoother exit. It felt thick and just kept coming, I lifted my ass to make sure I didn't get shit on my boots. I grunted and moaned as the tip hit the ground and the snake broke off, and I had to push again as another turd began to emerge. It didn't feel as thick but it was VERY long, and after fetching one last loud sigh it broke off and I bit my lip as I shuddered. I was so relieved, and grateful because it was very, VERY cold out and my ass and pussy were fast going numb. I reached for the wipes and cleaned myself thoroughly, and very carefully stepped away from the tree as I pulled my panties and jeans back up. What I saw on the ground was the biggest, thickest, smelliest dump I had taken in years. It was hard to gauge just how long it was, but overall it had to be at least two feet. The first turd looked like it was about three inches thick, the second one perhaps two. The stench was unbelievable, too. All that food! Feeling indescribable relief and not a little naughty, I went back to my car and drove the rest of the way home.
Thursday, December 5, 2024
Emma two
No allowed to poo outside
Has anyone ever been prevented from pooping outside? and did you end up having an accident in your pants as a result?
Jessica
Pooping at school - Austin
Hi Austin, I definitely ate a lot at thanksgiving too and will be needing to take a big poop soon. Anywho, about my school pooping experience. This story happened to me when I was in high school. I typically waited until I got home to poop since I hated pooping in public at the time, especially during school. I personally have very loud poops which makes the situation even worse, as I knew people in the washroom would be able to hear which made me super embarrassed. I remember one day near the beginning of school I needed to poop very badly after lunch. I had eaten something in the school cafeteria and I could tell that it was making my stomach hurt. Throughout the entire second half of that day I was farting in the halls as I went from class to class. Luckily no one knew it was me, but my stomach ache was getting worse as the day went by. I didn't want to go the bathroom because I knew there would be other kids in there and a lot of times people would be in there with there friends even if they didn't need to use the bathroom which made things even worse. I somehow managed to make it to the end of the day, but I knew I wasn't going to be able to walk back home without pooping in my pants. I packed my bag up after the final bell and headed to the upstairs bathroom in the far corner of the building. I was hoping that no one would be in here as everyone would be downstairs trying to leave the building. And when I entered I was super relieved to find that all stalls were open and that no one was in the washroom. I chose the furthest stall, locked the door, and immediately sat on the toilet. Without giving any effort a rush of liquid poop starting coming out of me. I was farting and having diarrhea for a few minutes until I stopped to take a break. I wasn't completely finished, but the first wave was complete. As I was preparing to poop some more I heard someone run into the bathroom and lock the stall furthest to mine. I'm not sure if she knew I was in the washroom or not as I was in the handicapped stall and it was hard to see my shoes underneath, but the girl immediately let out a loud fart followed by a bunch of mushy poop. It wasn't completely liquid like mine but it was definitely very wet. At this point, my stomach started hurting again, and I let out a very wet sounding fart of my own and at that point the girl in the other stall went quit. She had been pooping out loud just the second before but I guess she was surprised to hear another person on the washroom. I felt a bit embarrassed since the room got silent but after letting out that first fart I couldn't control myself and continued to fart and poop some more. The other stall remained silent. I eventually finished my poop and wiped my butt. As I exited the stall I noticed the girl was still sitting down and I could see her shoes under the stall and noticed it was a girl in my grade who shares the same homeroom as me. She was one of the popular kids in my grade and everybody in school knew who she was. I never really talked to he much but we did sit pretty close to each other in our class. As I washed my hands, I got curious and pretended to open the door to leave, but stayed inside. As I suspected, the moment the door closed she let out a massive 5 second long fart with another round of sloppy poop. I guess she was also very shy about pooping and didn't want me to hear. I quietly opened the door and left after a few seconds. I don't think she ever knew it was me in the bathroom with her. That experience was one of the first experiences I had pooping in public with someone else. Hope you enjoyed the story!
Chris D.
Baseball accident
I played baseball all throughout my youth. Many times I would end up needing a toilet and not being able to go for whatever reason. Maybe I was stuck fielding because we couldn't get the other team out, or I was up to bat and had to hold it in. I also hated using the disgusting porta potties near the field. Urinals were often a no go because I had to wear a jockstrap with a cup, and I feared that my pants might sag and expose my butt. It also made it difficult to whip my dick out, so I would almost always only use the toilet in the privacy of a stall, which led to many emergencies and close calls. Once I had to pee very badly after a long practice. The hot weather made me drink a lot of fluids, and I was fidgeting before practice was even halfway over. But I had no opportunity to slip away and relieve myself. By the time practice ended, I was doing everything in my power not to make a fool out of myself. The cup blocked access to my dick, which meant that I couldn't grab myself, and bending over or crossing my legs in front of everyone was definitely not happening, so I used all my strength to hold it. I bolted to the locker rooms after practice. The locker rooms was small. There were only 2 stalls and 3 urinals. The showers were communal, which is why I never used them. The stalls were occupied by boys who were too shy to change in front of everyone else. This was bad, because changing out of a baseball uniform takes forever. Untie cleats, unbutton shirt, unbuckle belt, unbutton pants (our uniform had 2 buttons), unzip pants, remove jockstrap, then put on your regular clothes. And there was a short line with other boys who also only wanted to change. I didn't want to draw any attention to myself as I was a shy boy, so I didn't ask to cut. On top of that, I had to hear the streams of the boys using the urinals and the sounds of the showers. It was pure torture. I quickly realized I wouldn't be able to make it, so I ran back outside to the disgusting porta potty I said I'd never use. I didn't even lock the door, I was that desperate. I began trying to undo my pants, but I only just barely got my belt undone before pee started spurting out of my dick. I panicked and lost my composure. I fumbled with the buttons and tried to just yank my pants down, but it didn't work. I only got the first button undone before I lost control and peed my pants.
Catherine
Responses
Denise: Hyperfocus can be an ADHD superpower! I had a teammate in college who never seemed to sit still but when she got started working on something that she really enjoyed, she could do so for hours at a time. She would always make a mad dash for the toilet, to pee, and seemed to pee forever, forcefully. I never knew if she had accidents, but it was always an adventure with her because it seemed that when she finally realized that she had to pee she was on the verge of wetting herself!
Victoria and Robyn: So good to hear from you two! I hope that you both are well!
Everyone! I would love to hear your thoughts on the solid accident classics that I drummed up from the past! Also, please check out Lisa's story on 1716! It is a hoot!
We are all doing well following our bout with diarrhea. Chloe texted me this morning from college that she did not get sick, yet, from being home with us. But she said that she has been taking some major (insert the "poop" emoji) since Thanksgiving! She said she loved the food both times and inserted a wink!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Shay
Good Cleanout
Long overdue for this update that happened a few weeks ago.
My IBS has been flaring up a lot. I have IBS-M, but constipation has been really predominant for me lately. I've been eating a lot of prunes, drinking prune juice, and taking laxatives to open my bowels. They've been mostly successful but not as successful as when I took four dulcolax and two senna/ducosate tablets.
I genuinely felt like I was going to shit my pants, and I almost never feel sick enough with diarrhea to mess my pants. Usually, when I've had accidents it's because I was holding a nasty shit and had to sneeze and lost control.
But one night before bed, before a morning shift of mine, I took the pills not knowing how strongly they'd affect me, and needing to clear out a huge load anyway and hoping I'd have at least moderate diarrhea.
When I woke up the next morning around 7:30, my ???? was crampy and bloated, and I was farting lots. My belly felt so full, but it felt like concrete churning inside me. I tried for a poo before leaving for work, but got nothing but a few hard pebbles. My guts were groaning and gurgling after that, but I still didn't feel an urge to have diarrhea.
I arrived around 8:30, and by 9 I was at my station. That day, I had to unexpectedly cover for security, so I couldn't leave my post without asking for coverage first.
The first half hour of work went by uneventfully, but at 9:30 I started feeling my stomach gurgle and knew I would need the bathroom soon. I handled some tasks, thinking I could get away and try for the bathroom before the need became too urgent.
I was wrong.
Around 9:45, I felt a burning sensation in my stomach (I expected this, a common feeling when I take stimulant laxatives) and a sudden need to pour a big liquid load into the nearest toilet. My stomach suddenly dropped, and my guts tried to push out what felt like a liter of liquid poo into my pants in an instant.
I clenched and contorted my body, hunching myself half over while standing on my tiptoes, clutching my guts and not moving from that pose for at least thirty seconds until I won the fight with my almost bursting rectum, and held back my poo long enough to request coverage and promptly head to a toilet.
By some miracle there was not a drop of poo in my pants or panties. I sat on the pot, and as soon as my butt hit the seat, my bowels opened and a really runny, mostly liquid gush of diarrhea poured out of me as my guts churned and gurgled. I kept going for about three or four minutes, with lots of wet and bubbly farts, and then cleaned up and returned to my station.
Thirty minutes later I had to have another wave of diarrhea with nearly the same intensity, but this time I was assisting a client, and had to clench my checks while standing still to hold back the floodgates.
I assisted my client swiftly, yet not hastily, and then I made my way to the bathroom again to have another wave of mushy, loose poo that was mostly water.
I had at least six more bowel movements that day, each one runny and urgent, though I only had to clench hard twice. It was actually really satisfying to feel like I needed to go that bad. It was incredibly risky and I won't take that many laxatives before a shift again, but I definitely got a rush from feeling like I was losing control. The desperation was amazing, and I definitely enjoyed the feeling of buckets of poo pouring out of my butt, cleaning me out.
I will be taking this dose again some time when I'm alone and have no obligations after.
I'll be back with another story soon, as I'm really bloated from all the Thanksgiving food I've been eating, and I've been struggling to shit all weekend. I did get some reprieve on Thanksgiving since my cycle started Tuesday night, and I ended up with a couple waves of runny poo, But still so full.
I just ate a bunch of prunes, and they've already got my guts gurgling and grumbling. Hoping they tear my guts up and I get some really loose, runny poos to clean me out, or one big poo that does the job.
Gonna let my guts work, and I'll be back once there's reports to be made.
Ciao for now.
Liam
to Jack:
Today, I peed in the corner twice during online schooling. I started my first class. It was boring like always. Suddenly, I had to pee. Both times I got up and quickly peed in the corner against the wall next to my table. my chair squeaked but luckily the teacher didn't notice anything because I was just off camera during class.
My sister usually pees on the floor from her chair instead of getting up.
That's how our day went today. We are home-schooled so we don't have many friends to tell these things to. But that's okay. At least we can do whatever we want whenever we want!
Our mom knows we go potty on the floor too. She prefers us to do our business whenever we need to even if there isn't a bathroom nearby.
Bye for now!
Denise
I've been thinking about big vs small accidents, just jumping off my last post and prompted by Catherine mentioning poop accidents always being really big. So I thought I'd add a bit more detail here....also prompted by Catherine's encouragement! I'm so glad you find this stuff interesting, it helps me a lot to process my accidents by thinking through different aspects and sharing them. So, thank you <3
Anyway, looking back I'm lucky that my mom always insisted me and my sister wear underwear that is kind of a boxer brief style. I have mentioned before that I had to wear cycling shorts under skirts for modesty growing up, and my underwear was similar, but shorter - bikini cut was not allowed, it was kind of a very short boyshort type. And because my poop accidents were always so big, thankfully the poop never escaped my underwear, but it definitely went down my legs a bit.
The two biggest poop accidents I had were the ones that I did well, kind of intentionally. I've written about them both here, once was pooping my pants in my snowsuit when I couldn't hold it anymore, and the other time was when I pooped my jeans in a park across from some locked public bathrooms. Both were instances where I was on the verge of an accident, but probably could have held on a little longer, but decided to have the 'accident' on my own terms, so to speak.
All my poop accidents have been like, the biggest poop ever, ha! But each of those other times, once I've finally got to the bathroom, I've still been able to poop just a little bit more on the toilet. I think what happens is most of it comes out accidentally, but at the very end there's a small amount that technically needs some active pushing to get the last of it, and I never did that during an accident - I couldn't imagine it! It was just rush to hide or get to the bathroom as quickly as possible rather than any consideration of whether the poop was complete! But when I pooped those two times 'on purpose', I did get all of it out.
One thing I noticed about those accidents was that the poop would creep down my leg a bit. Not in a runny way, just rather the ball of solid poop couldn't tent out any further, so it would continue filling my underwear down one leg or the other. Never both legs, it would always just be one! I remember when I pooped my pants in the park and I was trying to waddle home, I could feel that the poop had crept down to my left upper thigh. It almost felt like the whole load was tilting left and I was terrified it would escape my underwear and stain my jeans! Thankfully that did not happen. Anyway that particular accident always stands out in my mind. While I was able to cover my butt with my sweatshirt, I was embarrassed by the size of the load in my pants. It was just sooo much poop.
I do wonder sometimes whether a smaller accident would feel less embarrassing. I cannot imagine a scenario for myself in which having a poop accident is not embarrassing, but the aspects I found hard were ones I associate with the size of accident. I've had to either pull my pants up or hang onto my waistband before, because the accident was so big it was sagging my pants down noticeably. It also affects being able to walk normally, I haaaaate the pooped pants waddle and the way you can feel this huge thing in your pants just swinging back and forth as you try to walk. And of course, the bulge being SO big there is just no chance of it going undetected. I've heard people talk about pooping and having minimal bulge and getting away with it....that has definitely never been true for me.
On that note - I was thinking back on accidents past, and wondering how long it's been since I had one. I thought nearly seven years...turns out it's over eight years now! Thank goodness for that! I have a good routine with some helpful ADHD organizational habits, plus my meds, and that has made a world of difference. There has been the occasional close call over the years, but thankfully the accidents have stopped. I am grateful for that!
Tig
Natural laxative
Hi - Its Tig
Yesterday afternoon I prepared one of Rya natural laxatives which had chopped onion and cabbage and a few spices mixed into it, tasted quite nice.
Today, morning, I felt like I really needed to go.
So, barefooted, I squatted low down on the toilet seat and got myself into a resting squat just like Rya had shown me.
I am lucky, on one side of my toilet is a handle for helping people to get in and out of the bathtub, which I can easily reach.
On the other side a wash basin which I can also easily reach.
So very easy for me to keep my balance while squatting low.
At first nothing, so I pushed very gently and was instantly rewarded with a small, but loose fart.
Felt really good and it sounded a bit different.
Still squatting, if I pushed slightly, I instantly blew out a good bassy loose fart, just like one of mum's morning farts.
Fantastic, the relief felt so good on my stomach.
Continued squatting pushed again and pooped out a couple of decent sized logs.
It was a little bit loose I think that was Rya's natural laxative at work.
As usual I seemed to have a lot of gas, but I seemed to be blowing it out.
I think that's why you need to squat as low as you can, incase you do a fart that splatters.
Another thing I noticed was it smelled really bad, squatting so low was closer to everything.
Also I could only squat for about 10 minutes as my legs starting cramping so I got up and sat down on the toilet.
However it seemed that I had certainly caused my bowels to start moving because I continued to toot when comfortably sitting on the toilet.
Yeah, I was starting to feel really good all my gas being released, if not a little noisily.
Just as well I was alone at home, I find if home alone I like them being loud and big, strange as that seems.
Does anyone else find that squatting helps you to go?
I actually have contacted Ann and said I have something that could help her and to come up next time she's struggling with constipation.
Will keep you updated
Love from Tig
Leah
Last night
I finished work at 2pm, at about 13:45 I felt a cramp hit me, like someone punched my guts, but I ignored it.
I normally walk home, but took the bus as I had a quick turn-around as I had to quickly get ready for my works Christmas party that evening, so I got home I took off all my clothes, made a cup of tea before i had an accident, walked into the bathroom lifted up the loo seat and plopped my bum down.
For all that desperation nothing was happening, I had a pee which lasted about a minute followed by a tiny plop and I could feel this huge mass of poo blocking my rectum, I didn't have time to be constipated, with a strained voice I cried out "why now"
After about 5 or 10 minutes my bathroom phone rang, my colleague Johnny was on his way to pick me up and drive us to the party. I wanted to cry so I stood up, jumped in the shower and put on the dress I had prepared for the party.
After all the water I drank that day, I was still constipated, unbelievable. This is the morning after and I still haven't been, at least now I have time. I'm thinking on buying some dulcolax, huh
Omega
To Catherine
Wow, that sounds brave going Number 2 in a trash can, so good that the mayor helped you :) Hope everything is fine for you, Alan, your stepdaughter and your son. And hope you didn't tell Joey about it... the danger is that he may tell at school.
Mike
To Leah
Hi great stories hopefully you have had a big poo and got rid of your constipation would love to hear about it speak soon
Robyn & Victoria
Jenny's Survey
Nice to see everyone again!
Here are our answers to Jenny's survey questions. We're from the Northern United States
1) Bathrooms outside of the home: (public) bathroom, restroom
2) Walls around a toilet in public where you may or may not see feet separating multiple toilets: stall, bathroom stall
3) Wiping material: toilet paper
4) Underwear you pull down: panties or undies
5) Poop stains in underwear: skidmarks
6) When you fart and a little poop comes out: shart
7) urinal: urinal, stand-up toilet
We've missed you!
Love from,
Victoria
&
Robyn
Annie
Very quick big poop after breakfast
Good morning. Got up around 8:15 (to avoid the bathroom rush since some of the guys take ages in the washroom), grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste, brushed my teeth, went to the washroom, put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room and went upstairs for breakfast. It was extremely quiet upstairs since my caregiver was sleeping in her room, her son was sleeping on the carpeted living room floor because of his broken leg so first I looked to see if she left breakfast on the table. Yup. Grabbed a small package of coffee (they come in individual serving sizes that you cut the top off and pour into hot or cold water), put it on the table, microwaved my cup of water for one minute, poured the coffee pouch into the cup, threw the pouch out and brought the coffee to the table. On the table was one open-faced (sandwich with no bread piece on top) with an egg, onions, jalapeno peppers and hot sauce (yes I love spicy food). There was a sandwich with the same thing. There was an apple and banana too but I decided to eat the sandwiches for breakfast and eat the fruit for lunch. She usually leaves out 2 prepared meals (breakfast and lunch) and cooks dinner later. Breakfast was delicious. Afterwards I took my 9 AM medications right on time (I turned off my alarm before I came upstairs). Very full but satisfied and grateful. I grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went downstairs carefully and slowly. Not long after coming downstairs I felt a major urge so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put those flip flops on, closed the door, turned off the light, went to the washroom, turned on the light, went in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Relaxed and WHOOSH peed a lot first. I have always had long pees since I was a little girl. Then once my bladder was empty I pushed. I kind of dreaded this since I didn't know if the poop was going to be hard. I have had chronic constipation off and on since I was a baby. Since I moved in with my caregiver she has had everyone here and I on a very, very healthy diet and lots of water. The poop was solid but still was easy enough to push out. And it came out fairly quickly. Made me wonder how big it was. Finally I was done. Phew! What a relief! I'm still not 100% empty (my stomach) but hopefully by the end of today I will be. Pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. P.U. lol. Once I was done I put the toilet paper into the toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up, turned around and looked into the toilet. Wow! There was a really weird shaped poop in the toilet sort of like a lopsided thick ring. At one end had a really dark brown piece. It was really thick. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Grabbed the Walmart bag off the floor, washed my hands at the sink, turned off the tap, opened the door, turned off the light, walked to my room, took the flip flops off, opened the door, went in, closed the door, put on the flip flops and have been writing this for the last while. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is having a good Monday so far (it's same old, same old here). I think breakfast, coffee and water helped me poop. Have a good day/night.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Annie
Big lumpy looking poop over half an hour after breakfast
Good morning. Got up around 8:15, grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste, put my feet into my flip flops after I sat up, got up, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went into the hallway, put the flip flops on out there, closed the door, walked to the washroom, went pee, washed my hands, brushed my teeth, put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room and went upstairs for breakfast. My caregiver wasn't up yet so I went back downstairs until about 8:30. By that time she was up making breakfast. She brought a big pot of something to the table and instead of plopping a bunch of food on the plate she asked if it was enough, do I want more? I politely said no thank you. She showed me how to cut the potatoes with the spoon. I said thank you and took some of everything on the spoon. It took a while but I chewed well and enjoyed the food. After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications right on time. I grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, grabbed my water jar off the table and carefully went downstairs while holding onto the handrail. A while ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed the Walmart bag from the floor, went to the door, took the flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put the flip flops on out there, closed the door, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, walked in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big lumpy feeling poop. It wasn't really hard, just bumpy. I'm just happy that it was coming out. Finally I was done so I pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, grabbed it, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. It was kind of messy. Put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs. Then I stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a big lumpy looking poop that looked solid in the toilet. I don't know how many feet or inches long that it was but it took up quite a bit of the toilet hole. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands, turned off the tap, picked up the Walmart bag, went to the door, opened it, turned off the light, left the washroom, walked to my room, turned on the light, took the flip flops off, opened the door, went in, closed the door, put the flip flops on, dried my hands on the towel, came to bed and have been writing this for a while. Hopefully everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Scooter
A New Way to Poop
Today I tried one of those "squatty potties". For those who don't know what this is, it is basically a wide plastic stool that you put you feet on while sitting on the toilet to poop. I think the theory behind it is that it puts your body in a more natural position for pooping- like squatting but you can still sit on the toilet like usual. Using this handy gadget my poop slid right out very naturally and quickly. I stayed on the toilet after that even though I felt empty and I'm glad I did. After about 3 minutes a second wave of poop came out and I really felt cleaned out.
Denise
Some responses to Catherine:
Oh you are so sweet, and I'm sorry to hear you've been suffering with diarrhea! That sounds awful. I hope you're feeling better now!
Yes, it's true same as you my accidents have always been, well, huge. I could never relate to other stories where people have smaller or discreet accidents. But, mine have always been a result of holding it too long, rather than trusting a fart or other types of 'incidents' people seem to have. I do wonder what it would be like to have a smaller accident, although I hope I never find out!
Interesting question re: can I focus better when I really need to go. I thought about it, and realized I couldn't really answer because my ADHD hyperfocus happens fairly often, whether I have to go or not. So, I decided to conduct a little experiment! I waited until I had a strong urge to pee, then sat down and tried to do a very boring task I've been putting off. I definitely struggle to focus when it's a task I'm not interested in, so I thought this would be a better test than getting absorbed in something I enjoy. So, I worked at this task until I had to pee so bad I just couldn't hold it anymore. Then I went to the bathroom, relieved myself, and came back to keep working on it. And I must say, I noticed my mind wandered a lot more after I'd gone pee! So perhaps it's true that I can focus better when I have to go. That does make me wonder whether it's played a role in some of my accidents....something to think about!
Anna from Austria
High fibre poop
Hello there. A new story from me. I started to eat chia seeds on daily basis now and the effect on my digestive system is intersting.
I have always been more explosive pooper. Pre, mid and post poo farts are common for me. But after eating chia seeds I become even a bit more explosive.
Normally I have do very sligh push after the post poop fart but with the chia seeds, aprrft ime fart comes and a very soft turd just slides out of my behind. It is fascinating how fast it works but also scary.
Like mentioned above, post poop farts are normal, especially when I have to hold it. It is scary because I never if I can do a post poop fart now with worrying to poop my pants.
greetings from Austria
Anna
Thunder
Nothing Special
For those that are not aware I have a neurological condition which affect my bodily functions and how I manage in the community generally.
I also have speech and hearing difficulties.
Yesterday a I did there biggest and most solid poo I have done for a while...the process was exhausting but satisfying.
That afternoon I had to go to the local shopping center and it was very busy and whilst I can still function it does make it hard.
I escaped to the toilet...locked the door...sat down, farted...had a wee and just sat there for a few minutes to escape and get my equilibrium back...it was such a wonderful "mini escape!"
I then went and had my weekly massage with Abby and a part of this is a colon massage...she really worked on that part of my anatomy.
Whilst there was an "accumulation" it was not as bad as other times.
Abby is lovely and a competent masseuse but her English is very limited. Her facial expressions, although subtle tell a lot. I know she could feel a mass in there.
Bye the way I saw the gastroenterologist last week and he does not think a colonoscopy is warranted as my poo sample is fine and the constipation is linked to my neuro condition...my blood tests are fine.
Today I am not fine!
Got a hard poo in there and it does not want to budge!
Thunder
Tuesday, December 3, 2024
David P
Latest News
Hey everyone David P here
Jasmin K: please please, come back to the forum I miss your stores, how are you doing? really would like to know an update on the poos?
Abbie: I do wish you would return to. I hope you are well, maybe you are just busy, to busy to post. But I do hope you are not struggling in silence pushing out your big fat poos. If you do read this, please do post again and any questions ask away as I'd be happy to help you have easier poos.
Now quick update,
I have gone back to having smaller poos and softer logs but strangely for the last couple months I was going for a poo every 4 or 5 days and when I went I ended up blocking the loo as they were so fat and long, like thick snakes and also made me bleed. I blocked the loo at home once and my family had to unblock it so after that I decided when I got the urge I would hold it and drive to work or the gym if not at work and go for a poo there. It often consisted of going to the toilet, closing the door of the cubicle. I would have to hold my breath and push as when I stopped pushing these logs would dangle out of my bum hole like a resting tail. The start was rock hard and knobbly and actually hurt me coming out when I pushed and made me bleed, always blood on the paper. I was having to push and scrunch up my face the whole time sat on the work toilet (although it was over quickly and not like the pushing old posters like Jasmin K or Abbie had to do) It was over in like 1 minute max but still alot of hard pushing. The snake would still be coming out my bum with each push when the other end was in the water. It never made a sound as it would just drop as it was so long. You guessed it after wiping and flushing it blocked up. Left the work toilet for the cleaner to sort! I did the same a week after at my gym, had to push really hard and the snake was massive and thick and too blocked it. Not sure why that happened but for around a month I was doing such big poos every 4 or 5 days like this, maybe a bout of constipation perhaps?
Now I am going every 3 days and I am back pooing at home again on my squatty potty as all I have to do is squat on the potty and the log slides out without pushing like before and I can poo at home as they are not big enough to block anymore...
Any ideas what happened?
Michael
Norwich Poster
I enjoyed reading your post about your John Lewis poo it sounds like you and the other lady totally bombed that toilet look forward to hearing more from you
LINDSEY J
Reply to Emma two
When my mom told me to pull my pants and panties back up, the poop was only sticking about an inch out of my butt. It was difficult, but I managed to pull int back in. What made it even more difficult was that while walking back to the car, I had to walk past the piles off poop that my two brother had made. One of my brothers even said "I'm so glad I'm not a girl and I'm allowed to poop outside". My mom said, "there had better not be any poop in your panties, because you are holding till you get home!". I was clenching my butt the whole way home. I made it to the toilet at home with only a small stain on my painted.
Annie
Big lumpy looking poop over half an hour after breakfast
Good morning. Got up around 8:15, grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste, put my feet into my flip flops after I sat up, got up, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went into the hallway, put the flip flops on out there, closed the door, walked to the washroom, went pee, washed my hands, brushed my teeth, put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room and went upstairs for breakfast. My caregiver wasn't up yet so I went back downstairs until about 8:30. By that time she was up making breakfast. She brought a big pot of something to the table and instead of plopping a bunch of food on the plate she asked if it was enough, do I want more? I politely said no thank you. She showed me how to cut the potatoes with the spoon. I said thank you and took some of everything on the spoon. It took a while but I chewed well and enjoyed the food. After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications right on time. I grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, grabbed my water jar off the table and carefully went downstairs while holding onto the handrail. A while ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed the Walmart bag from the floor, went to the door, took the flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put the flip flops on out there, closed the door, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, walked in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big lumpy feeling poop. It wasn't really hard, just bumpy. I'm just happy that it was coming out. Finally I was done so I pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, grabbed it, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. It was kind of messy. Put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs. Then I stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a big lumpy looking poop that looked solid in the toilet. I don't know how many feet or inches long that it was but it took up quite a bit of the toilet hole. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands, turned off the tap, picked up the Walmart bag, went to the door, opened it, turned off the light, left the washroom, walked to my room, turned on the light, took the flip flops off, opened the door, went in, closed the door, put the flip flops on, dried my hands on the towel, came to bed and have been writing this for a while. Hopefully everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Naughty piss Jack
Looking for posts and other users
This is my first post and if you can't tell by my name I love all things naughty piss related. I've been reading old posts from years back about naughty pissing. Whether it be in the car, on the carpet, in bed, etc. I was wondering if there's anyone currently posting this type of content. If anyone knows of anybody I'd be super thankful.
VioletIndigo
Stories and words
I have a few stories from recently.
Story 1:
Today I took a massive poop at home. I had my usual mid-day coffee, and then I felt a tension in my stomach. It had been a few days since the last time I pooped. Usually I go every day, I do not know why I was constipated. I walked to my bathroom, pulled down my pants, and sat down on the toilet.
I let out a pre poop fart and then soft serve started coming out of me. It just kept coming for the next few minutes, and it had a putrid odor. I live with a roommate, and I could hear her walking in the hall outside of the bathroom. I wondered if she could hear the noises I was making and smell the smells I was making.
I was pooping pretty much continuously for eight or nine minutes. I felt like I could pass out since I have passed out while pooping before. The poop started to piled out of the water. I pushed out the last bit and then peed. I always pee before and after I poop. When I pee at the end, I know I am done. I looked between my legs, it was a massive pile. Since I knew if I added any paper it probably would not flush, I flushed the poop while sitting. Surprisingly, it went down but it left marks and the water was still brown. I waited a few seconds and then I flushed again. There were still marks but the water was clear.
I started to wipe. First I wiped my front and thighs, then my butt. It was messy and gross, I had to wipe ten to fifteen times. I flushed the paper and then I washed my hands.
Story 2:
This is just a pee story. My friend and I were at a store and we went to pee. The bathroom had two stalls, a big handicapped one and a small one. I sat in the handicapped one and my friend sat in the other one. I could see her shoes. While she was peeing, she dropped her phone and swore. She was out faster than me. I get really self conscious about wiping after peeing. I do not like for there to be any moisture, so I always take longer than my friends to wipe and I use more paper. We met outside the bathroom, since by the time I was done wiping she had already washed her hands.
Story 3:
This is another pee story, this time at a gas station. This place had two stalls too. I went in the regular stall, my friend went into the large handicapped stall. We both peed. My stream started before hers, so maybe she was shy. She farted while peeing. I peed next to this same friend a few years ago while she was pooping in a public toilet at a park, that is a different story for another day though. She finished wiping and washed her hands before me, since like I said I take forever. I flushed, opened the stall door, and met her at the sink.
Story 4:
Not really much of a story, just talking about how my friend messaged me recently and said she took a massive poop and surprised herself because she only needed to wipe once. Even if there is nothing on the paper after the first wipe, I always need to check the paper just to check my work, since sometimes I surprise myself. I could never pull up my underwear and pants after only one wipe.
Responding to Catherine's questions:
1) Bathrooms outside of the home: Restrooms, bathrooms, public restrooms, toilet, toilets
2) Walls around a toilet in public where you may or may not see feet separating multiple toilets: Stalls
3) Wiping material: Toilet paper
4) Underwear you pull down: Underwear for women and men. I specify the type if I know it.
5) poop stains in underwear: Skidmarks
6) When you fart and a little poop comes out: Shart
7) Urinals: Urinals
A Brazilian Guy
A road trip to the countryside - Part 2
The trip had been going smoothly up until that point. We stopped at a restaurant to have lunch. We both eat great meals and drink large sodas. None of us visited the bathroom, as we didn't feel the need to.
Here in Brazil, we use to drink a little coffee after the lunch, don't ask me why. That day a drank not one but two little cups of coffee to keep me awake. And then, we hit the road.
About an hour after we left, I felt the coffee working on my stomach, and started to feel the need to poop. I had forgotten that coffee not only keeps me awake but also stimulates my bowels really fast.
Beatriz had been sleeping, peacefully. She then woke up, looked out the window, and said, with her sweet voice:
"Babe, can you stop somewhere? I need to pee."
I was expecting that, she drank a large soda and her bladder is quite small.
I smiled quietly to her and said:
"Yeah, I also need to stop to pee babe. But the coffee is working and I also need a number two"
She looked at me for a moment, then let out a quiet laugh.
"I knew it would happen, it always happens to you. Let's find a place to do our business."
So we started to search for a secluded spot on the road. As I said on the last post, Beatriz doesn't like public bathrooms so we had to find an alternative, but there was a problem. The road was empty, the weather was perfect, but there weren't many options. The vegetation on this area is mainly low, with large open fields, making it impossible to just pull over to the shoulder of the road, we would be too exposed.
A few minutes later, we spotted something in the distance: an old house, in ruins. It didn't look in terrible shape, but it was clearly abandoned. The roof was still intact, and the walls were standing. Beatriz was the first to suggest it:
"Babe, what do you think about trying there? Maybe it has a bathroom."
I glanced at the house and, thinking about it, realized we didn't have many choices. I agreed quickly.
"Could be. Let's try. Not many alternatives, huh?"
I turned the car onto a dirt road that led up to the house and parked behind it. I grabbed the wet wipes and got out of the car, letting out two or three airy farts that made Beatriz laugh.
"Sounds like it's really coming, haha"
"Yes, it is. Let's get in before anyone comes by."
Beatriz walked towards the house with me. The door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open carefully. The air inside was heavy with the smell of mold and dust. The windows were broken, and the place was empty, with no furniture, just the bare structure.
The bathroom was in decent condition. It was kind of dusty, but there were no dejects or paper on the ground, and no smell either. There was a sink, a shower (without divider or bathtub), and a broken toilet. It was completely broken in half. Useless.
"Oh, no! The toilet's broken. There's no way we can use this," I said, looking at Beatriz.
She took a look too, then shrugged calmly.
"This spot is just too good to let go, we have full privacy here, but we cannot leave your poop behind, it's clean here."
She stopped for some seconds, and said:
"I have an idea, give me the car keys."
Beatriz left, and then came back with a plastic bag in her hands.
"Here, take this. We can use the sink and the shower drain to piss, and you can take a shit in this bag, so we can put it away after."
I couldn't help but laugh. Beatriz always has a solution for everything, and she makes it seem so simple. And despite the bizarre situation, her calmness made me feel like it wasn't such a big deal.
"I knew you'd have an idea, babe. You're amazing."
Then she said:
"I'm bursting for a pee, but I want to hold for you first, come on, put it out."
So I unzipped, lowered my pants in the front a little, and put my friend out. She grabbed it and directed to the sink, the high was perfect. I then started to pee. It was clear like water and the stream was strong. I pissed for approximately one minute.
As I was relieving myself, Beatriz started to do a kind of pee dance, she was really bursting for a pee. My stream finally stopped, she squeezed the last drops for me and turned back to reach the shower.
She lowered her yoga pants and panties, and squatted on the ground, on a low squat, facing front to me.
"Hey babe, you are going to make a mess, the drain is on the back of the shower." I said
She laughed, and positioned herself closer to the back wall, and started to piss on the process. And said:
"I know babe, I will try to control my stream. I really want to see you shitting in this bag, hahaha.
It was really an event, I never did this before. I took some outside shits, but this was different from pooping in the woods. I was kind of uncomfortable as Beatrice never saw me shitting outside too, but the earlier event made me feel more confident.
While her stream was getting stronger, with her piss perfectly flowing to the drain, I continued to lower my shorts and underpants to my knees, grabbed the bag and made its bottom flat, making a kind of bowl to put under my ass. I squatted facing my front to Beatriz.
At this point, we had a perfect frontal of each other, squatting at the same height. After a small airy fart, I let out, without any effort, a great quantity of smooth and soft poop. It easily slipped out of me, and made a lot of noise on the process, that echoed on the walls of the small bathroom.
" Damn babe, you really needed it". Beatriz said, as her stream was getting weaker and weaker.
I looked down and saw what it looks like a coiled large rope of poop in the bag.
"Coffee gives me the runs, you know. I have some more"
Then I gave another push and made another rope of soft poop that stood on the top of the pile. Some more small drops fell, and I felt empty.
The bathroom was kind of smelly, but it seems not to bother Beatriz. At this point, she had ended her piss, and stood up to wipe. She put her pants back on, and passed me the baby wipes. I wiped myself five times to get 100% clean, and put my clothes back too.
We put the used tissues In the bag and tied it really tight. Beatriz grabbed it and said:
"Wow, it's heavy"
And I said: "I bet yours weight a lot too, but you let them in the middle of the road."
We both laughed. Beatriz looked at me, smiling as usual.
"See, babe? It wasn't so bad. Better than a public bathroom"
So we took the bag to the car and dropped it in a trash can on the next rest stop.
By the time we got back to the road, it felt like the worst was behind us. The rest of the trip went smoothly, and that moment turned into one of those funny stories we'll eventually tell our friends. But for me, the most important thing wasn't the strange place or the improvised solution-it was the partnership we share. Even in the most bizarre situations, we always find a way to make things work, with humor and understanding. And that's what matters most.
Peace!
"Seat covers" and me don't agree!
For Alyssa:
I enjoyed your story about your public poop. Like you do, I have always sought out an end stall. Ten years ago that was because my middle school toilets didn't have stall doors and I swear some of the most obnoxious girls would come into the bathrooms in groups and pretty much try to take over. Sometimes I would need 5 minutes (that seemed 3 times as long) on the toilet before my poop would push out. Even in the end stall a few of them would yell insults at me. I was trying hard and sometimes in tears.
Once or twice a week I had to simply stand up, flush and hurry back to class. Even then, they got on me for not wiping or washing my hands. When 7th grade started mom asked about frequent skid marks in my underwear. By the 8th grade mom said I should be laying toilet paper over the school seats before I sat down. Very few of my friends did and that just added to more verbal bullying. Peeing comes easier for me than pooping when I'm away from home.
What would you have done at Target if that bathroom had been out of seat covers? I've had some bad experiences with paper seat covers. I guess that story's for next time.
Annie
Small soft poop an hour or over an hour after breakfast
Hi hopefully everyone is doing well. Got up this morning around 8:15, grabbed my Walmart bag from the floor, toothbrush and toothpaste off the desk and my water jar from the desk next to my bed, put my feet into my flip flops, went to the door, took my flip flops off, opened the door, walked out of my room, put the flip flops on, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Went pee in the washroom, washed my hands, brushed my teeth, put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room and went upstairs for breakfast. Said good morning to my caregiver, she grunted in reply, I sat down, moved some things out of the way to make room for my dish since I knew that she was cooking. I also noticed the box of coffee to the left of me. She served spicy pork, green beans, a long white fruit or vegetable and other stuff on top of rice slathered with hot sauce. It was delicious. My caregiver's son was on the floor and he had already eaten his breakfast. I took my medications at 9 AM, thanked my caregiver's and said goodbye to her and her son for now. Went downstairs carefully after grabbing my water jar and Walmart bag. No issues there. About 10 minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put the flip flops on out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, walked in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Relaxed and peed first then pushed out a surprisingly soft small poop. I'm not sure how long it was but it didn't take long to push out. I pushed back my sleeves, reached into my Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag and put the bag on the floor. Wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. It was a really messy wiping job. When I was done I put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. Oops there was a poop stain on the toilet seat! Grabbed a small piece of toilet paper and cleaned it off well. There was a soft small poop in the toilet, maybe 1 feet long. That's small for me. I have done big poops since I was a little girl. Flushed the toilet and it went down fine. Went to the sink, washed my hands, turned off the tap, shook off the water into the sink, grabbed the Walmart bag, walked to the door, opened it, turned off the light, walked to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light (remember it's on the outside of my room), opened the door, went in, closed the door, put on the flip flops, dried my hands on the towel and came to bed. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is having a good day and week.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Amelia
Answers to common questions
I have seen some common questions asked on this thread thought I would chime in with my experience and welcome your thoughts and any further questions you might have. So here it goes!.
Do you scrunch or fold toilet paper: scrunch I feel cleaner
Do your stools sink or float : sink mostly
Do you notice skid marks on under wear : never sometimes per if I wipe in a hurry.
Have you used a doorless stall : no I have never encountered one but I have been to a venue that had frosted doors so you could kind of see the outline of a person seated on the toilet I thought that was neat
Have you ever had a poo or wee accident: no but I have come close
Do you sit or stand when wiping: sit, standing feels odd
Do you stand or sit while flushing: both. When I'm finished popping I will wipe then stand to flush.Once the bowl has refilled with clean water I sit back down and flush the toilet while seated I do this for entertainment purposes I like how the splashes feel up my booty.
To Jessica
Jessica sure I would love to hear your story about pooping at school. Happy Thanksgiving by the way! I ate too much I'll probably drop a huge load in few days lol I usually poop a lot after Thanksgiving
Austin
Rachel
Lindsey J
Lindsey, I felt so bad for you that you were so close to getting your relief and your mom made you stop pooping! Must have been horribly painful for you to hold it in. Please tell me what happened after! Did you end up getting a proper poop later on or did you go in your pants afterwards? It's so unfair of the different rules between boys and girls in your family! When someone needs to go, they need to go and should be allowed to do what they need to. I am so sorry this happened to you and I hope the situation got better for you later. Sending love your way!
LC
Replies
@ Anna from Austria - I hear you on the locker room smells. I do find the artificial scents, even by themselves, particularly unpleasant. I sometimes think it's even worse when it mixes with the smell of poop. Maybe that's the same for you?
I have one family member whose house is filled with all kinds of different artificial scents and I always get strong respiratory symptoms when I visit her, sneezing, running nose, watery eyes.
Were you pleased by your big load or do you prefer to go every day instead?
@ Tricky - Thanks for the interesting stories! I appreciate all the effort you put into writing them up. In particular, I admire your unabashed manner in which you can poop at work. I certainly do not want my co-workers to know me in such way, though, I have on many occasions either walked into them taking a dump in the bathrooms or encountered their fart smells in their office, both men and women in the latter case. They probably care much less about being known in such a way than I do.
@ Jenny (SIS) - Survey Responses:
Let me know what you call them, and where you are from!!
I am from California currently, but have lived all over the US.
1) Bathrooms outside of the home (I call them Restrooms, but other parts of the world just them bluntly toilets? Who rests in restrooms?!)
A: Men's / Women's room, bathroom, restroom, facilities, lavatory, "the head" is another nickname I sometimes hear. I also work in a construction related industry, so the temp toilets on the job site have lots of more interesting names, but I am especially fond of the brand name of one such provider called "Honey Bucket".
Honey Bucket had a social media campaign at one point to see who could decorate their field toilets in the best way. Obviously it had some interesting submissions.
2) Walls around a toilet in public where you may or may not see feet separating multiple toilets (I call them stalls, I see cubicles used alot)
A: Stalls, partitions.
3) Wiping material (everyone I know calls it toilet paper, but it marketing and advertising it's never called toilet paper, it called toilet tissue)
A: Toilet paper / tissue
4) Underwear you pull down ( I call them underwear, or specifically boxers, briefs, panties, thongs...I love how in the UK they are called pants or knickers)
A: Underwear, boxer briefs, briefs, or in many cases, none at all (commando).
5) poop stains in underwear ( I call them skidmarks or skids I am reading on the internet more)
A: skidmarks, stains, poop stains. The same vocabulary is used to describe marks left in the toilet after a poo.
6) When you fart and a little poop comes out (Sharts)
A: Shart, breach, wet fart.
7) Urinals (I have not heard another name for these devices where men stand to urinate)
A: Urinals, troughs, as it is sometimes the configuration, basin.
@ VioletIndigo - I enjoyed your story about your big work poo, and thanks for the insights regarding your attitude about along with those of your male and female co-workers. I am definitely in the same camp as your male colleagues, especially if had to face down a female colleague. I sure would be embarrassed.
In that sense, I admire your carefree attitude but also can relate to the desire to maybe want to be acknowledged / connect regarding such a big poo. It can be quite satisfying. Of course, I am far too bashful about in RL and don't know anyone who would want to connect on such things, especially in the work place. It does sound fun when other relate their stories here.
Leah
Last night
I finished work at 2pm, at about 13:45 I felt a cramp hit me, like someone punched my guts, but I ignored it.
I normally walk home, but took the bus as I had a quick turn-around as I had to quickly get ready for my works Christmas party that evening, so I got home I took off all my clothes, made a cup of tea before i had an accident, walked into the bathroom lifted up the loo seat and plopped my bum down.
For all that desperation nothing was happening, I had a pee which lasted about a minute followed by a tiny plop and I could feel this huge mass of poo blocking my rectum, I didn't have time to be constipated, with a strained voice I cried out "why now"
After about 5 or 10 minutes my bathroom phone rang, my colleague Johnny was on his way to pick me up and drive us to the party. I wanted to cry so I stood up, jumped in the shower and put on the dress I had prepared for the party.
After all the water I drank that day, I was still constipated, unbelievable. This is the morning after and I still haven't been, at least now I have time. I'm thinking on buying some dulcolax, huh
Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
A few answers
Dear Emma Two:
Congratulations to your mother, she did big row with horrid woman who said "disgusting" to you. It was lucky horrid woman walked away angry, because when she was far away, you could go behind tree and expose your beautiful bottom and splat splat splat until you empty and feel good. Your mother is understanding person. So you are lucky. Mina and Hisae and Maho also lucky, but Kazu not. (But Kazu's mother is becoming to be more understanding than before.)
Dear Lindsey: We are happy you get many answers!! We are still shock about your family's rule. We talk about it a lots. Today we were talking about it while Hisae was on green loo with naked beautiful bottom and many plops and splats take 10 minutes. Then she finish and it was Kazu's turn and she sat on loo and started cry because so shock, then her beautiful bottom suddenly explode huge explosion. She stood up, and loo was brown everywhere except front part. Hisae flushed and Kazu sat down again and began burururururururus one after another.
Maho said, better that you disobey mother's words and stay to squat beside brother and defecate and defecate until you empty. Then Kazu said with crying, But perhaps mother give to poor Lindsey many many heavy slaps. Then Maho said, which is more painful, many heavy slaps or feeling of oppression because mother force her to keep mierda inside her? Then she said, "if it is me, I defecate beside brother, and if mother slap me, (Maho's voice increases volume) I slap her many heavy slaps!!"
Kazu heard that, her bottom exploded again. Her intestine very very full this morning perhaps.
Of course, Maho is not thinking about own mother. She is imagination.
We are all agree, to defecate is our right. When we are need to defecate, we must to defecate. If there is no loo near us it's OK to defecate behind tree. For man and woman and boy and girl is same.
But Hisae said, it's true some people say defecate is not ladylike (Kazu say, "very true"!!). But it cannot help! People who think that way need to think more. And they need to be tolerance.
It is always good to defecate quietly when you can, go private place if there is no loo, try not to show everybody that your bottom is creating huge brown mountain on ground.
Lindsey, we are wonder about your age. Are you still girl or are you adult woman now?
We answer survey.
Public toilet: Rhondda parents say public toilet, public lavatory, public loo. Never bathroom because that is America. Mina thinks, restroom is OK because when we sitting there long time waiting for next defecate, it is like resting.
Wall around a toilet: We don't have special word. We say "wall"! and when Mina speak English she like to say "cubicle" but she also hear "toilet room" in Wales.
Wiping material: Japanese say "toilet paper" English word. Not "tissue".
Underwear you pull down: Mina usually say "panties" for woman and "underpants" for man. She learned these word in Wales.
poop stain: In Japan we use verb "tsuité iru". It is mean, "something there".
For shart, it is same , we use verb. "déta" it means "came out".
Urinals: Japanese word is "shôbennki". "shôbenn" means wee, actually "small-size receive oneself", while "daïbenn" is "large-size relieve oneself" mostly use in hospital. In conversation. wee is "o-shikko" and poo is "unko" or "unchi", "u" is pronounce like "oo" in "room". "Unko" is usually children.
We hope our answers OK.
Love to Everybody.
Chakamami
STEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
Woke this morning had a wee in pottie ,put on dressing gown went downstairs,filled kettle and switched on.I put milk and tea bags into mugs
I had to go a NUMBER TOO so took bedpan from brush cupboard placed it on floor by fridge took off dressing gown and pants tore four sheets from the kitchen towel dispenser then sat on bed pan . had a short we then pushed and had a poo the kettle now boiled ,pushed again another bowel movement then a wee then wiped ,put on dressing gown and took bed pan to bonfire a quick rinse under the water butt and left to dry.
I switched the kettle on had a dose of LAXIDO ,made tea then went into room and drank
Catherine
Responses
Chakamami: Thank yoiu, Mina and the three crushes, for your kind words! We are all feeling better today! I hope that you all are well!
Alyssa: That sounds like it was an amazing poop. The only way to get over the shyness of going in public is just to do it, just like you did. However, you need to feel safe. I understand your concern about the gaps in the stalls. Welcome!
Lindsey J: I am so sorry that you were brought up with different rules about pooping. While my mother always has been a "lady" and raised me to be "lady-like" she never denied me the opportunity to poop in public. We need to end the "girls don't poop" stigma immediately!
Denise: I hope you are well! Would love to hear more from you!
Jenny: I hope you and Joey had a great Thanksgiving!
Victoria and Robyn: I hope you both are well! Miss You!
Kristi: If you happen to be reading, I hope you are well! We would love to hear from you!
And I hope the SPAS are doing well - Shannon, Trina, Sarah E, I hope that you will come back to welcome Denise!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Catherine
Question
I hope this does not violate the forum!
Can you think of any surnames that suggest pooping? We watched Indiana Jones and the lead actress's name is Alison Doody. Of course you know that "doodie" is my favorite word for pooping. It made me chuckle when I saw her name on the credits. I had forgotten about her. I remember a girl that I had class with in college whose last name was Butts. She was very pretty too...
Do you know anyone that has, for lack of a better term, a scatological last name?
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