Anna from Austria
question for my fellow ladies
Like mentioned in the subjectiv line I have new question to my fellow ladies here.
How good are you with hidding the fact that you are desperate to poop?
I am very bad with that. When I hold my poo only for a short while I start farting like a storm and everybody else would notice it.
But that's just me. Some people seem to be very good at it.
WE have a new girl in her early 20s at work. I was going through some papers with her. Afer we were done I had to go the bathroom for a pee.
So I entered the Ladies room near my office. When I entered the ladies room I could see the girl entering the middle stall.
So I took the stall that was the closest to the door. When I was doing I could hear some sounds from the stall of the new girl.
She literally exploded in there. Sounds like it was really urgent.
I was really surprised how she managed to hide that fact and seemed totally normal.
That event inspired me to ask the other ladies here this question.
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Princess Toadstool Peach
Hi Everyone + Bathroom Survey for Jessica W
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am asking some questions for Jessica W. Anyone can join in answering the questions too you know.
OK 1st Question-Do you enjoy weeing or pooing?
Have you tried using a potty or a bucket or a Huggies Pull-up diaper nappy?
Is your Poos big, thick, hard and lumpy like mine?
Do you often wee or poo with a buddy? I do mine with Rosalina my best friend.
Does your wees often end in drips?
Do you ever squat using a footstool or read the newspaper while waiting?
What are your special words for wee and poo that aren't swear words?
How do you wipe after you are finished?
Do you often leave skidmarks or does it smell?
Have you done a poo or wee outside in Nature Calls?
And finally Do you break wind after or before your poo?
OK speak soonish bye bye now!
Annie
Big much needed poop after lunch
Got up this morning with a very bloated stomach, so grabbed my Walmart bag (remember that my toilet paper is in there), my toothbrush and toothpaste and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Nothing wanted to come out yet. Went upstairs for breakfast (an egg, corn, beans and onions sandwich). The bread was toasted. Each time I have a meal I take a picture of it so that when I go downstairs I can write what I had in my notebook. My caregiver lately has been having cooked food on the table in containers for customers. She makes money that way, by catering. Anyway breakfast was good. I took my 9 AM medications afterwards, thanked her, took my Walmart bag and went downstairs.
Sometime before lunch I got a major urge to poop, so first I drank a lot of water first to soften everything up, took my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went 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, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down, sat on the toilet and peed first. Then I pushed out a big much needed poop. It was part solid part soft. Wow. The last of it dropped into the toilet, I pushed back my sleeves and reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper. Took some off the roll, put the Walmart bag on the floor, wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and started wiping my butt. It was a messy wiping job but I wiped until the paper came back clean. When I was done I put it into the toilet between my legs. I'm not 100% empty yet but hopefully after dinner I will be. Stood up, walked carefully to the sink, took some liquid soap, turned on the water, put the liquid soap on/in my butt, rinsed my hands, cleaned my butt really well until it was clean, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. Wow! There was a long poop that took up a lot of the toilet. Not sure how many feet long it was but it was long and somewhat thick. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands, picked up the Walmart bag, left the washroom, turned off the light, went to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light, put on the flip flops in here, dried my hands on the towels in here and came to bed to write this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. Have a great weekend.
Happy pooping!
Annie
Annie
Big much needed poop after lunch
Got up this morning with a very bloated stomach, so grabbed my Walmart bag (remember that my toilet paper is in there), my toothbrush and toothpaste and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Nothing wanted to come out yet. Went upstairs for breakfast (an egg, corn, beans and onions sandwich). The bread was toasted. Each time I have a meal I take a picture of it so that when I go downstairs I can write what I had in my notebook. My caregiver lately has been having cooked food on the table in containers for customers. She makes money that way, by catering. Anyway breakfast was good. I took my 9 AM medications afterwards, thanked her, took my Walmart bag and went downstairs.
Sometime before lunch I got a major urge to poop, so first I drank a lot of water first to soften everything up, took my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went 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, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down, sat on the toilet and peed first. Then I pushed out a big much needed poop. It was part solid part soft. Wow. The last of it dropped into the toilet, I pushed back my sleeves and reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper. Took some off the roll, put the Walmart bag on the floor, wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and started wiping my butt. It was a messy wiping job but I wiped until the paper came back clean. When I was done I put it into the toilet between my legs. I'm not 100% empty yet but hopefully after dinner I will be. Stood up, walked carefully to the sink, took some liquid soap, turned on the water, put the liquid soap on/in my butt, rinsed my hands, cleaned my butt really well until it was clean, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. Wow! There was a long poop that took up a lot of the toilet. Not sure how many feet long it was but it was long and somewhat thick. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands, picked up the Walmart bag, left the washroom, turned off the light, went to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light, put on the flip flops in here, dried my hands on the towels in here and came to bed to write this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. Have a great weekend.
Happy pooping!
Annie
Nils
To Catherine and Jessica W
Hey, I just had a good dump, and yeah, nice thoughts about fictional characters pooping, Catherine. I happen to have the very same obsession, he he.
In fact, the two main female characters from the DuckTales remake, Daisy and Della, I assume to have to deal with constipation often. For Daisy in there gives the impression of a beauty queen, but also has particular anger issues, maybe they come from constipation issues lol.
When Superman poops, I guess he pulls down his underpants first. He certainly comes across me as someone who shits about twice a day.
(I gotta admit I checked your old posts from 2010)
Jessica W
Saturday poo
Yesterday after dinner with my husband, my sons and my stepdaughter I had the urge to go after not having gone for two days. I made Chili con Carne.
Finally, after dinner I felt like something moving my rectum. I obviously had to go.
Thankfully, the dinner made the poop easier. After weeing, I pushed out two big turds. The larger was about 30 cm long and 5 thick, the other also 5 cm thick but half as long as the first. During the process, my 8 year old came in to wash his hands, but that's normal in this house.
G'day and good shitting,
Jessee
Jenny
Forgot to post my name
The 9/14 post to chakamami,Emma two, Avery, and Catherine, was by me! If for got to post my name at the top, but I did sign my usual -Skidmarked in Seattle
I may avoid skids today . I am having a blissful poop right not (crackle l, plop! As I type on my iPhone. Three stools so far… there. How's the forth!!! My husband just knocker and handing my toilet paper, I wee were low, but I'm about to shower anyway. Haha I he kind of lingered as I am naked except for the black thong around my ankles ! The smell did not turn him off based on how his pajama pants looked ;) I'm just wiping twice so I don't get some chunks washed out in the shower. I think I will put on a pair of my white Lace panties for this Sunday morning as I got my morning poop out of the way before my shower !
-(maybe not) Skidmarked in Seattle
Annie
Prickly feeling poop right after breakfast
Woke up this morning at about 8:15 AM (had enough sleep). Went to the washroom first (peed first but couldn't poop yet), brushed my teeth, brought my toothbrush and toothpaste back to my room, took my Walmart bag and water jar upstairs and had breakfast. There was a nice plate of fried eggs, toast and ham. I ate slowly enjoying everything (not like my stepdad whole eats very quickly). I appreciated the breakfast and the effort especially since my caregiver is 70 almost 71 with heart problems. I live here until there is a place through housing for me. Anyway breakfast was delicious and I took my medications afterwards. I left the plate there (she or someone else does dishes here and she wants the dishes left on the table), grabbed my Walmart bag and went downstairs to my room.
A few minutes later I got the urge to poop so I took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went out of my room, put the flip flops on outside my room, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, 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 prickly feeling poop. It made my butt sore but I felt relieved that it was coming out. Finally the last of it dropped into the toilet. Whew! The beast was out! It wasn't everything but it was a lot. Pushed back my sleeves, stood up, turned on the water, took some liquid soap first, soaped up my butt, got it clean and started rinsing my butt. It was very messy. Yuck. Once it was clean (no poop etc) I pulled my pants and green boy shorts underwear up and rinsed my hands. Now to look at my poop. Wow! This took up most of the toilet, looked solid/hard, medium to dark brown and probably 2 or 2 1/2 feet long. Damn. No wonder I have felt so uncomfortable. I'm not 100% empty yet but hopefully by the end of the day I will be. Flushed the toilet and it went down fine. Sayonara poop. Washed my hands (could really use it), picked up my water jar (brought it to the washroom), left the washroom, turned off the light, took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light in my room, went into my room, put the flip flops on in here, dried my hands on the towel in here and now writing this.
I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and is having a good weekend.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Annie
Giant poop before dinner
My stomach has felt very bloated for most of the day. I think I went poop earlier but a few minutes I got a major urge to poop. Took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put on the flip flops out there, closed the door, turned off the light, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door. Walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet and peed first. Next I pushed out a big, thick, heavy-sounding poop. Flump! Wow! That was a much needed poop! I'm not 100% empty yet but it was a hell of a poop! Pushed back my sleeves, stood up, went to the sink and got to work cleaning my butt with liquid soap and water. What a mess. When I was done I rinsed my butt, pulled my pants and underwear up and looked in the toilet. Wow! A big thick poop that took up most of the toilet bowl was in there! Damn. Insane. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands, left the washroom, turned off the light and walked to my room. Took the flip flops off outside my room, went into my room, dried my hands on the towels in here, put on the flip flops in here and that's that. Hopefully everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping!
Annie
Princess Toadstool Peach
Almost Complete Crazy but Crappy Constipation Chaos for Me!!
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I had finished my delicious good meal of roast turkey, gravy, roast potatoes and broccoli along with some desert chocolate cake at a local restaurant with my best friends Princess Rosalina, Bethany Mild and Princess Zelda. Until I get the sudden urge to go use the restroom for a little bit. I walk over there and when I am busy putting on makeup I feel like I need to do a big poo but it can wait. I put on my princess lipstick and eyelashes until my bowels squeezed and I then I decided I needed to go as well as do a wee as well. The minute I head into the stall I lock it, walk over to the toilet, lift up my dress, pull down my pink panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and sit down on the toilet. My bladder tingles a little bit and then I begin to wee "TSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssshhh dripdripdrop!!" And then I start feeling like I need to empty my brown thick waste dump so I squeeze a little bit, nothing comes out, I squeeze again, but nothing comes out still, Come on Peaches poo Princess please POO!! I don't want to be sitting on the toilet forever. I then remember that the very last time my BMs refused to came out of my bottom poo hole and then I remembered I had my step stool in my pocket so I put it down, put my legs and feet on it and squatted gently adjusting myself and then I pushed and I squeezed and I broke wind. Something was slowly peeking out of my bottom poo hole. Then finally I broke wind again and pooed a big long enormous corn covered thick 5 inch chunk of poo with a loud "FOOMP!!" It filled up the entire toilet and that's when I felt relieved. For a second there I thought I was constipated. I reached for some toilet paper to wipe my vagina between my legs then I wiped my bottom and then I saw there was blood on it. Ohhhhh right now I remember I haven't eaten enough fruit lately and given myself a bit of annal fissure. Yikes!! As long as it wasn't my period I don't think I have nothing to worry about at all. After all I only miss mine every time I sneeze. So after wiping my mess away I then get off the toilet, pull up my panties, lift down my dress and then I flush…the….Oh since the enormous bowel movement I made I don't think I can flush that. Whatever! I just sure hope Rosalina, Zelda or Bethany Mild don't plan on using this stall anytime soon. Teehee! I say to myself as I wash my hands and dry them with a towel. It's a relief I am a very clever princess and I know my rights from wrong. Even the sign that says "M E N Men" Cool that sounds 100% pretty amus….Wait a minute I went into the men's restroom by accident?! SON OF A BI….
Anonymous
A few years ago I used my underwear as a toilet in the middle of a festival. Yes, in public. I'll explain.
I'd been a bit bunged up and had indigestion the night before. I took a few ????s and went to bed. Next day I was at a music festival in my hometown. Porta potties, of course. Anyway I was in the middle of a big crowd at the main stage when I felt my stomach rumble and shortly after the urge to poop hit me like a truck. For a few minutes I tried holding it but gave up pretty quick, it was already an emergency. I made my way out of the crowd which was not a quick affair, then towards the porta potties. But I made a wrong turn and ended up in a roped off area with no exit to the potties. Well, shit. I could feel a huge solid dump just pushing at my butthole and my stomach was cramping intensely, I needed to get to the toilet NOW!!! I turned around and retraced my steps, sweating. Then I had to stop in my tracks. My stomach cramped like never before and I swear even my colon and butthole were cramping too. I felt a wave of panic - shit!!! Not here!!! but there was no stopping it. I felt a big warm turd balloon between my cheeks and my body was pushing and there was no stopping it. It just kept coming, I swear it felt like I was going for ages and I couldn't stop til it was all out. When it was done it felt like I'd pooped a bowling ball, I felt disgusted by the heavy weight in my pants. I started walking to the potties now totally self conscious and red in the face, who could see my accident??? At one point I briefly passed a stall with a mirror and took a quick glance. My jeans were pretty baggy so rather than a big poop bulge my dump had just filled out the seat, so it looked like I had either a huge ass or maybe a diaper. Or maybe I was just trying to convince myself nobody could tell because I couldn't bear the thought. Anyway I stood miserably in the line for the potties and while I was there I felt another cramp coming on....god no, please no more! But to my horror there was more, and I pooped some slightly softer but still pretty solid poop into my existing mess. I was starting to feel like my jeans might just fall right down they were so heavy. I finally got in the potty and what a disaster. I was in there for ages trying to wipe my ass clean with this cheap tp. I could not believe the size of the dump, I think it's possibly the biggest dump I've ever taken. It had filled entirely the seat of my boxer briefs and even started going down both leg holes, just solid poop. It took me forever to manoeuver getting my jeans off in the tiny porta potty but it had to be done, the underwear was finished. I threw it down the porta potty hole and put my jeans back on. Anyway, of course it was a complete accident but I couldn't help but feel guilty the whole rest of the day. 'Your underwear is not a toilet' I kept hearing in my head all day, like I was in trouble or something. Easily a top three most humiliating life experience!
Eefje
Embarrassing diarrhea on the train to school
Hi all! This is my first post, I've been reading stories here for about a year and I thought it'd be fun to post stories myself! First a little introduction :) my name is Eefje and I'm a Dutch 18 year old girl. I'm a pretty big girl… I'm 190 centimeters tall and weigh around 85 kilos. I'm blonde with blue eyes, athletic and most of my weight went to my boobs, ass and thighs haha. When it comes to pooping, it's a fetish for me. I love pooping, it feels so good and sometimes even turns me on. I also love hearing other people go, which is why I really enjoy going in public bathrooms. It's also super fascinating to me when people take big dumps. As for me, I take pretty huge poops, or so I've heard from my best friend who I always accompanies me when to the bathroom and vice verse, I'll post a story about me and her pooping in the future :) I think the reason my dumps are so big is because I'm a big girl and I'm an athlete so I eat A LOT hehe.
Now onto my story, which actually happend today, Monday, while going to school. I go to school in Amsterdam but I don't live there so I take the train to school each morning. I woke up and my stomach felt a little off. I thought nothing of it and just went on with my morning routine. Right before leaving the house, my stomach started cramping and I felt a pretty big urge to shit. I knew I would miss my train if I went right now. So I planned to shit on the train, where I always take my morning shit if I have school. It takes about 25 minutes to reach Amsterdam so I always have plenty of time to go since I take 15-20 minutes to poop at most. I had to go pretty bad but it's only a 5 minute bike ride to the train station and I had to wait about 3 minutes for my train. As soon as the train started moving I went to the toilet. The door to the toilets in Dutch trains (idk if it's like that in other countries too so I'll just describe it lol) are openend and locked by pressing buttons inside the toilet. By now I had to go pretty bad and my stomach was hurting quite a lot too. So as soon as I sat down, a huge wave of runny and soft, but not liquid, diarrhea came out along with a loud booming fart. I audibly moaned as it came out. There were two boys, around my age, sitting on the folding chairs attached to the walls outside the toilet. I was being pretty loud so they probably heard me, pretty embarrassing, but not as embarrassing as what was about to happen. My stomach felt like I was far from done so I stayed seated and soon enough a second big wave of diarrhea came out along with some farts. I was a little embarrassed because I was taking such a gassy loud shit while there were two boys my age outside who could hear me, but at the same time it kinda turned me on too (I love it when people hear me go, even though it can be embarrassing). But I had no choice because my stomach wasn't settling down and was still hurting quite a lot. I kept pushing out wave after wave of diarrhea and farts, and I moaned with each wave coming out. Even though my stomach was hurting, it did feel great to expel all this waste. I probably ate something this weekend my stomach didn't agree with, anyways. After about 10 minutes of shitting my brains out my stomach finally calmed down. I stayed seated for another 5
minutes because I still felt gassy. I had let out quite a few nice loud farts and I felt so relieved. I got up to take a quick look at the toilet and it was filled with my soft, runny diarrhea. The toilets in the train are like as if you're shitting in a bucket. If you flush, the bottom while open up and the contents while be dumped on the train tracks.
Anyways, I always wipe while standing up so I kept standing and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe. While I just grabbed some toilet paper, the train was making a slight turn, following the train tracks, so it wobbled a bit. This caused me to bump with my body right against the button to open the toilet door…. So the toilet door openend as I was facing the door with my messy, bare ass and pants around my ankles, suddenly bumping against the wall also caused me to let out another loud fart. Those boys were sitting on those folding chairs which directly face the toilet door, so yeah, you probably guessed right…. They got a full view of my bare messy ass. I got super embarrassed and apologized. In panic I rapidly pressed the button to close the door, which caused it to close and open up again like 3 times. I've never felt so embarrassed, I tried to hold my hand in front my ass to cover at least the messy part, it's way too big to cover completely, while trying to close the door. After what seemed like ages, the door finally closed. I took a deep breath and couldn't believe that just happened, I felt so embarrassed. I wiped my ass, which took a lot of wipes as my ass was super messy, pulled up my pants and prepared myself to leave the toilet. I grabbed my bag and quickly left the toilet, not even looking at those boys, I quickly moved to the next cabin. After that I went to school and just went on with my day.
Anyways, this was my first post so I hope you'll enjoy! I will definitely be posting more soon hehe. Bye bye!
Norm
Replies & Survey
Hi Jenny ha ha! I'm not complacent about no skids either though! What you said about embarrassing/theraputic/fun posts is linked I think. The therapeutic side of posting and reading others' experience can help get from embarrassment to not taking things (or ourselves!) too seriously. Also fine to answer, I am hairy but about average I think and usually isn't a problem with the cleanup but can't comment for guys who are very hairy!
Laura's Survey
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Hi Laura see below. Don't forget to answer yourself!
Have you ever used a gender neutral toilet and was it to pee or poo ?
Both. I told about a visit to a museum a few pages back. Some smaller offices I have worked in had unisex bathrooms which is fine generally.
I was at a wedding many years ago in a marquis at a country castle. At weddings with all the food and drink, needing a big poo at some point is inevitable. I could only find one toilet and luckily it was free and comfortable but strangely the window had clear glass but was against a hill so unlikely someone would be there to look in. I took a big, relieving dump, wiped myself, flushed and washed my hands. It must have smelled a bit and I could hear a queue building up outside and of course it was one of the cutest women guests at the front of the queue so felt a bit awkward but glad to be relieved and anyway she probably had to do the same at some point as well!
Have you ever been the first to poo in a brand new toilet
I think so when I moved into a bedsit many years ago it was newly renovated.
Do you poo in public toilets and what do you think about it
Yes there's no way to avoid it really unless you're at home all the time. Just glad to have them available when needed and hope they're reasonably clean and not full of people queueing.
Have you ever paid to use a toilet and did you get your moneys worth haha
I'll try and avoid paying toilets as one would expect clean, comfortable facilities if you pay but that doesn't always follow. If you gotta, go you gotta go though so can't always be choosy!
Victoria and Robyn
The Grid
Hello to all poopers of this site!
First before we get into a Robyn expression a couple replies:
To Jenny: I'm feeling much better now and thank you for asking! Some days are still a little better than others but I'm the best I've been since getting sick. Lots of love from both of us!
To Catherine (and Jenny!): funny you should mention Sarah Fuller because she's one of our favorites too. Vic has kind of a crush on her *nudge* and more than once has her last name been the inspiration for jokes about the state of the toilet bowl after she starts laying pipe. We love you!
Today's story has to do with something Robyn said last Saturday morning. To set the scene she got up a little bit before me and managed to time a nice, ripe fart so it lined up perfectly with the first kiss of the day. "Godmorgon käraste!" were the words out of the other end of her G/I tract that followed this performance. Might have mentioned this before but Robyn is half-Swedish. Her mom was born in Stockholm and she's named for the famous singer Robyn Carlsson. "Good morning, my dearest," is quite an alarm clock after a fart! "You know where to find me," she said while on her way to the bathroom.
I heard the familiar sound of panties being slid down to ankles and cheeks hitting seat which gave way to a classic Robyn gusher pee that could've filled a two-liter bottle. The moment of tranquility while her bum got ready for the main event, one where I looked at her on the toilet and she at me still in bed seemed to go on forever until a slight intake of breath. *Plop!* "Hey Vic? What if *ka-plop! plunk!* I'm here at the same *splash!* time as someone else *plink!* from [here]? What if we're all connected to each other? What if… the pipes from all of our toilets are on… a secret international sewer system?!" At that we both burst out laughing.
She's a scientist but in the midst of all those numbers, experimental data and technical know-how she has an imagination that brings everything together. And she's right, you know. We are all connected. Somehow our #2s are ending up in the same sewer. That sewer? A place called Toiletstool.
Hugs and kisses to all!
Love,
Victoria
&
Robyn
Scooter
Teen boy at the gas station
The other day I was at the gas station/convenience store. As I was filling up my car a minivan from out of state pulled up next to me to also get gas. I made my way inside the store to get a fountain drink and some snacks. The family and the minivan did the same. I noticed the teenage son standing by the bathroom door and carefully watching his family across the store. He looked to be about age 14, blonde hair and blue eyes . I could tell by the way he was acting that he had to take a huge poop, but didn't want anyone in his family to know that he was going to have a bowel movement. I kept watching the boy and as soon as he felt like his family wasn't watching him He made a beeline and headed into the restroom. I probably should've given him some privacy, but, of course, I just had to go in to see what he was up to. It was a very tiny bathroom with just one stall with huge gaps, a sink and urinal. as soon as I came in the bathroom, I could see his blue eyes staring at me through the wide stall gaps, I think to make sure that I was not his dad or little brother. Once he saw that I was a stranger he immediately relaxed and I could hear the crackling sound of his poop coming out. I went to pee at the urinal, which was just a few inches away from the stall. Man, this kid really had to poop big time. I heard Multiple rounds of very soft grunting, and a ton of crackling as the poop continued to pour out of him. I can definitely see why he wanted to use the convenience store bathroom because there is no way he could've continued much longer than that minivan with that much stool inside his body. I can relate to the kid because when I was a teenager and had to have a bowel movement on road trips, I didn't want my family to know either. Just like that kid, sometimes I would sneak into the bathroom to poop without telling anyone.
Emma two
Relief when I got home
I was busting for a poo when I got home from work yesterday we'd run out of toilet rolls so I had to walk down the local shops to get some more. I bought a four pack of Andrex and some other stuff we needed and paid. As I was walking home I felt a cramp in my stomach and I really had to go. I thought I was going to poo myself and I clenched tightly and just about managed to control my bowels until I got home. I rushed into the bathroom trying my best not have an accident in my knickers and pulled my jeans down and then my knickers. I sat on the toilet and relaxed my bottom until I felt my poo coming out and what a relief it was. Not as good as the other day when I had another kind of relief but it was still good. I finished my poo and wiped my bottom and flushed the toilet and watched it go down. After washing my hands I left the bathroom and started making dinner for me if Sarah and watched some TV while it cooked.
Liam
Jessica W we talk about it because when we go out my mom lets me and my sister go potty anywhere we need to, even if there isn't a bathroom around. A lot of the time she goes too. She says it's important for us to ask to go when we need to. At home she lets us have convenience pees by ourself if we want to.
Pete
If I go more than one day without shitting, I take a dose of Laxido. This week nothing happened when I sat on the pot for a my usual post-breakfast shit, so I took some Laxido. Nothing happened the next day so I took another dose. The result was that yesterday I shat four times and used in total almost a roll of toilet paper getting my anal crack clean. (that's because it's so hairy). The next day (this morning) I got the message straight after breakfast and dropped two huge turds. I hope that I won't need another shit today.!
Chakamami-I notice sometimes when I wear long dresses, it a bigger production to poop. I think I have posted that when I wear dresses, my skid marks are noticably worse as I am putting so much effort to keep my dress up when I am pooping, then wiping so to not soil the dress. Better the underwear that no one sees than the dress. I can't imagine all the layers. I guess the couple times I had to poop wearing ski closes is comparable. I could use all those Japanese bidets when I wear a dress I guess. Iotenkidesu ne!Ja a ne! (sorry if I made mistakes in my Japanese0
Emma two-Pooping can feel so good right? , I have been starting to involuntarily moan more when I have a good poop, or perhaps I am less inhibited after years on this forum, especially at home and occasionally in public. My husband gave me a joking hard time that I sounded like I was having a better time pooping than being intimate with him as I was finishing with a poop and cleaning. Let's just say it was a good time to be playful with my pants already down and a few hours later, we can decisively say, I was able to compare the feeling of both within a couple hours...and the winner was...a photo finish!
Avery- wow you really embraced your first poop at school of the year. I was horrified of being caught, cleaning myself with the 1ply/single square toilet paper, and the time constraints. However, I did feel so much better when I did poop. Kind of like track meets, I dreaded them, but I felt so good I finished( I there were a few poops involved with the track meets as well)
Catherine-I was also watching a lot of track athletes during the summer olympics. I remember all the pooping involed with long distance and the culture of openess of bowel emptying. I starting becoming a little more comfortable pooping in public otu of necessity between track and college. I imagine how many races are completed after a great poop! How many athletes are performing at peak post poop> or even holding in a poop? Sara Fuller? As a crazy Keeper I can imagine her pooping a huge one in the locker room with the door open!
Catherine, I still can't believe you or any other athletes never got skidmarks with all that pooping before games and practices, getting sweatty and cleaning up wiht one ply. I have never had a solid poop in my pants. But I believe you on how good it feels. Soft liquid poops usually dont feel good even on a toilet, and they are almost traumatizing in my pants. but those solid poops, that you hold in for the commute home that make you strucgle to put the key in the door and you start having to unbuckle you pants before you make it to the bathroom... they feel ...amazing when it drops..I can guess the rush of trying not to go in your pants, then releasing...
-Skidmarked in Seattle
Jessica W
Question to Liam
Are you actually 7? You'd be younger than my older son then, but I wouldn't feel comfortable as a mother to talk about their bathroom habits, other that they ain't very good, he he. I'm very much ready to take a poo now BTW.
Jessica W
Another one to Catherine
Nah dear, no one's too old to think about poo, but it does remind me how young I'm still, and everyone jokes that I'm gettin old due to turning 30 in December lol.
I haven't taken a poop either today nor yesterday (the last time was Thursday morning). But I ain't worried over it coming out. Maybe later, perhaps after dinner.
Radu
Constipation
A few days ago I was constipated. I was very surprised because I haven't had constipation for many years. I had to put in a really big effort to poop. I pushed for about 5 minutes. The poop was really hard and lumpy. I didn't measure it, but by eye it was 4 cm thick and about 10 cm long. The length may not be very long, but I haven't pooped that thick in many years, which is why it was so hard to push it out. What do you think?
Saturday, September 14, 2024
Thunder
Response Hard Pusher & Chakamami Survey
Hard Pusher first...I have hard stools etc and due to my medical condition a bowel movement if it is hard or even soft but very large can leave me exhausted!
Today I saw my therapist and I needed to go and she started massaging me and then sat me on the throne. I push and pushed and she encouraged and I grunted and strained so loud and then it emerged in one long hard poo and out it came...I had to push bit by bit and yes ....a full evacuation. I sat there for several minutes after whereby she massaged my lower back until I regained my energy.....I feel safer evacuating with someone.
Now to Chakamami Survey....male. When I sit on the toilet I have my pants and incontinence underwear around my ankles. I sit....I do not hover.
If I wee at home I sit because I can empty my bladder easier; also do not like getting drops of wee on the floor....if I am out I stand.
I enjoyed your stories about Wales. When I was a young boy all toilet seats were wooden....then plastic came in very quickly.
Thunder
MD Dan
Reply to Catherine and Story from Work
Hi Catherine! I know what you mean about fictional characters and athletes! I don't know if you've seen it, but there was an episode of Family Guy that actually showed Superman flying up on Wonder Woman when she was on the toilet in her invisible plane. When I was younger, I also wondered about fictional characters, especially non-humans, and what it would have been like for them to poop, how different would it have been, etc. Especially different alien races in Star Trek and Star Wars.
Growing up an athlete, I also am very familiar with how much they tend to go! I always tended to poop a ridiculous amount before games/meets (sometimes during!). I've got one or two stories on here about that. One time when I was 17, before a baseball game, I had to poop very badly and actually didn't make it to a toilet (let me know if you'd like me to share that story). My sister was a cheerleader and a couple of her cheerleader friends could really blow up the bathroom and did so at our house once or twice. I remember thinking about Anna Kournikova when I was younger and there was a story coming out about Iga Swiatek recently who all but admitted on live TV taking a dump during a bathroom break in the middle of a match. lol Caitlin Clark (WNBA) is another athlete that comes to mind for me who probably poops a lot.
Now for a quick work story. We recently hired a new office worker, I'll call her Claire on here. She's a multiracial African American women, in her late 40s, and is relatively fit for an office worker. She has long, tight dreadlocks and she has a big round butt that's hard to miss because she tends to wear tight jeans every day. She's incredibly outgoing and friendly, laughs a lot, and gets along with everyone very well. So this morning I needed to poop and headed over to bathroom. I get in and sit down and start to go, letting out some gas to start with. All of a sudden, I hear the women's room door open (bathrooms are adjacent, toilets are about 24" apart with a thin wall between, single occupancy each). It slams shut and I hear Claire's voice on the other side of the wall, "Ohh Looord! What did I do!?" She tends to talk to herself quite loudly on a regular basis when she thinks no one can hear her. I hear her belt hit the floor and her ample bottom smack onto the toilet seat. Then...brrrappt! Buurrrooooffff...kerploof, pssst, kerploof, pooof, kerplooof, brrrappt, kerplunk! She absolutely unloaded into her toilet with an artillery barrage of poop. Just gas, poop, gas, poop, etc. and it was over in about 7 seconds. She loudly exclaimed, "What the frig?! Oh lord what did I do to myself?" I was having a hard time not bursting out with laughter. At that point, I let go the rest of my poop and several soft logs slid out (as usual) followed by a burst of gas of my own (also per usual). Claire then said, "What was that? Oh my goodness, there's someone in the men's room! You can hear through these walls?! What in the world?!" I really had trouble controlling myself now and quietly suppressed my laughter.
I finished up and could hear Claire spraying air freshener and finishing up. I left the bathroom and quickly headed away so as not to embarrass her any more. After 10 or 15 minutes I circled back over to her office and checked in on her. She was her usual friendly self and quickly asked to speak to me. I said, sure, what's up. She shut the door quickly and looked at me with a half grin and said, "Ok, look, I know it was you in the men's room next to me. All the other guys were out here and you were the only one not here, so I know it was you." I started smirking and said, "Yeah, I was in there, so?" She got wide eyed and said, "SO?! What do you mean so?! I know you heard my little explosion in there! I just wanted to make sure you ain't gonna tell nobody about it!" She was almost laughing when saying this, like she knew it was a silly idea. I assured her I wouldn't tell anyone (at work) about it and it was no big deal. She then told me that she had been constipated for a few days and ate a whole bag of brussel sprouts and drank prune juice the night before. I said, yeah, that'll do it! We laughed it off and she said, "I'm gonna have to check BOTH bathrooms next time I gotta do something like that! Goodness, that is so embarrassing!" I left her office and got back to work after that. She took it in stride and it didn't dampen her good mood at all.
That's all for now! Take care!
Elvia
To Jessica W
Welcome! I haven't seen many other mothers on this forum. I'm a stay at home of two boys too, 6 and 12.
I usually go in the mornings as well. I've never minded as much either. A lot of the time they came in it was about getting ready for school!
Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
Dear Catherine
Hi. We love to read all your post.
We also wonder about character in fiction. In novel, never they seem to go to loo.
There is famous novel in Japan called Genji Monogatari. It was write in 10th century by woman. All people in that novel wear many many clothes. They must be very hard to go to loo! Some people say, all those princesses, they wear 12 layers of kimono, so when they have to poo, they simply poo on floor without putting off their dresses. And they can't to squat, so they poo with standing like cow. We are hard to believe that but... like you say, they have to poo sometimes! Hisae and Kazu they are joker, they say, emperor talk to princess, and before she answer he hear splat splat splat splat splat under her. Because she can't control. (When they say that Maho and Mina were busy to pinch bottom. Bad Kazu and bad Chae they are!!)
We hope everyone is very fine.
Lots love.
Chakamami
Princess Toadstool Peach
A Goodnight BM Potty Break before a Goodnight Deep Sleep!!!!
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am getting ready for a big nice warm relaxing goodnight sleep tonight. But 1st before I go to bed I have to go for a nice big potty break so I'll have a soothing rest tonight. So before I start nodding off I pull out my white plastic potty, put it down in the middle of the bedroom floor, pull down my pyjama pants as well as my dry nite Huggies diaper pull up nappy to my ankles, give my royal bottom a little wiggle and then I squat down smiling widely watching myself do a big BM pooh poo in my potty and then after I push and squeeze to myself I feel my bowels shifting and then I break wind and pooed a lot of 5 inch thick brown lumpy dump waste into the potty. Then I sit down and begin to poo some more hoping to fill it up with more of my bowel movements and then right in the middle of it I start to feel like I have to do a wee as well. So I wee peed into the potty tinkling very loudly in response as I sat there for quite some time pooing and weeing into the white plastic potty until I filled it up in response leaving quite a foul smell. I then pulled out some toilet paper tissue and began to wipe my vagina between my legs then my bottom front and back then I stand up pulling up my pyjama pants as well as my dry nite Huggies diaper pull up nappy, then take the potty to the bathroom and empty it out into the toilet and then flush it away. Then after washing my hands and drying them I head over to my bedroom with a loud yawn, putting on my nightcap, say my prayers, flop myself into bed, then I snuggle myself into the blankets and sheets, settling myself down and straighten out the pillows as I begin to count sheep and then finally with another loud yawn. I then lay myself down and fall into a deep relaxing soothing….ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz!!
Jessica W
To Catherine and Opal
Well, my boys are both into Bluey - we're from the same country as the show! - and there are quite a couple farting scenes with Bandit, so obviously those scenes ain't appropriate in America, he he. There actually is a scene where his sister-in-law Trixie is seen on the "dunny" while her older daughter Muffin is storming into the bathroom. Well, I know what it's like, we can't lock the door, so I'm just tolerant if one of my boys or my husband comes in when I'm using the toilet, ha ha.
I saw one of the users here roleplays as Princess Peach from the Mario games. I wonder when she has to unload when Bowser has to kidnapp her. Doesn't look like she eats that much tho, she has a better figure than me certainly (now, I ain't really chubby, but also by no means slim, never have been).
G'day and good shitting,
Jessee
Catherine
Response to Jenny (and others, please chime in!)
Jenny,
Hello and I just love you, by the way! Thanks for joining in my banter!
First, that sounded like an awesome poop that you had at the gym the other day! I'm glad that it made you feel good!
SPAS stands for Solid Poop Accident Sisters. I think Trina coined the acronym a few years ago when we were having conversations with Shannon and Sarah E about times when we did a solid poop in our panties by accident. Trust me, when you are dying to go to the bathroom and you know that it will be firm and that it is huge, it creates an unbelievable sensation (at least for me) when you can't make it. And it is not the same if you do it on purpose...We all shared some common ground with this!
Amy Adams is so sweet and just gives me a warm feeling when I see her in a movie! I mean, could you imagine if she had to do a really big one??? And I love Sandra Bullock. She played that poop scene in Two Weeks Notice perfectly!
Oh the athletes. One of the things that I heard is that swimmers eat over 4000 calories daily. How much must Katie Ledecky doo??? Michael Phelps, I'm thinking of you! And one of my favorite female athletes has been Sarah Fuller! At 6'2, 220 lbs, she must go A LOT!!!
Yes my volleyball teammates in high school and college had their moments. But that's the thing. I may know that they are going. I may smell that they are going. But I can't see them going and I can't see what they did in the toilet. That's part of my "wondering." What did that person doo in the toilet and how are they feeling about what they did?
It's just fun to think about sometimes, and then other times, I get almost frustrated because there is no way I could ever know!
That's one reason I really appreciate my friend "Beth," who shares my interest. We love to exchange pictures.
Then, I worry that this is an obsession!
Thanks for listening/reading, Jenny! I hope all the best for you always, including your time on the toilet!
Love,
Catherine!
Dan H
To Emma Two
Hi Emma thank you for your answer it means a lot to me so now I understand better that you used to be very poop shy but Lucy not. If you ever had to share a cathole that would make for a great story as well
I was just wondering if Kristi still posts here? The one who took the big poo at the Cincinnati Airport.
Jenny
Catherine-Oddly enough when I see a woman in a wonder woman costume, I kind of want to cross paths with them in a restroom. I always imagined WW pulling down her blue stared shorts/briefs down to her feet and taking a very athletic large dump! I can imagine it's hard to poop in a superman costume, but like I posted before , I'm more intrigued with the females on the toilet.
Norm-I'm glad you like my posts even though you don't get skidmarks. are you trying to rub it in like Catherine..hahah... I can imagine most guys with hairy rears get skidmarks. ( you dont have to reveal if you dont want to)
Kappa girl- I'm so sorry about your accident and your cute pajama shorts ! I was always kind of self-conscious of guys looking at my butt after I just pooped or I knew I had skidmarks. I was not comfortable with the size of my butt growing up clean or not , as the bigger rears were not as celebrated when I was a teen. Now I kind of giggle if I know a guys is checking out my rear and its a little dirty ...especially my husband. If you have a butt with checking out, guys will have to put up with a little poop right?!?!
Becky- I hope you are feeling better
Vic-girl and Robin- How is Victoria feeling these days? Hope fall is going better
I had a very nice poop at work with our subpar toilet paper so I'm=
-Skidmarked (green boy shorts) in Seattle
Emma two
I got there after a really good poo
I had the most amazing poo at work yesterday. I hadn't been for a couple of days and I took a laxative just before I left the house. It started working just after lunch and I waited for half an hour to let it work properly. I was desperate to go and I quickly made my way to the toilets and found they were empty and clean. I took the last cubicle at the end of the line and locked the door before pulling my jeans and knickers down the my8 feet and sat down on the toilet. I relaxed my bottom and immediately felt relief as my poo was nice and soft. It crackled as it came out and it was big. Really big. The relief of it felt so good. Better than sex but I won't go into that in too much detail. Let's just say that I got there.
Thursday, September 12, 2024
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPER
Last night I spent in the campervan after a visit to the G Y M ,I had a wee then climbed into bed .I woke during the night for a wee ,The phone alarm woke me at 06:30 I had a wee dressed went into house and put two satchets of LAXIDO INTO A PINT OF LUKE WARM WATER and drank then made some tea .
I drank the tea then went into the shed for a wee.At 10:00am I returned to the camper and climbed in ,put a paper towel on the back of the bowl of the AVENTURIDGE pottie pulled down my jogging bottoms and pants and sat on pottie .I sat for a minuite had a wee then I pushed to open my bowels ,then relaxed then I pooped a large amount after a minuite another poop then a wee
I tore three sheets of toilet paper from the roll on the door and wiped then another three and wiped then another two ,dressed then pulled the slide the bowl contents dropped into the lower tank,then rinsed the bowl,
I have just come back from the G Y M and will need to have another NUMBER TOO before I get into bed
Annie
Pooped twice today... hopefully I can go again later.
I'm happy and impressed. I pooped twice today, both big but soft triggered by good food both at home and my exercise program and because of coffee at home and at the program and plenty of water. Needless to say I am slowly but surely feeling better. Had good meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner, coffee at breakfast and my program and lots of water. As a result lots of poop for the toilet lol. Yay! Better out than in. Hopefully after some more water and probably exercises in my room I can poop again here to get rid of more crap. Sayonara poop!
I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping!
Annie
Annie
Much needed huge poop after coffee and exercise program
Hi everyone. Got up this morning about 7:30 (couldn't sleep anymore and I set my cell phone alarm early), got dressed first, brushed my teeth, went to the washroom (pee), wiped, flushed, etc and went upstairs for breakfast. My caregiver was shocked and somewhat unhappy about me being up so she lectured me, letting me know I could do exercises in my room etc. Chewed well when she served breakfast and took my medications at 9 AM. Went downstairs until about 9:50 and came upstairs with my shoes, purse and coat (in case it was chilly. It was a little). My program was fun, had a good exercise program, good coffee and lunch, got driven home, thanked the driver etc. I was too full to eat the apple on the table so I left it there and texted my caregiver saying I was full from lunch at my program.
Until a few minutes ago. Wow! Got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and beige high cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a huge soft poop. One big poop. No wonder my stomach has been feeling uncomfortable. My body has been full of crap. Finally the last of the poop dropped out (one huge long poop). It made me feel relieved but hopeful that it would go down (my poops have been known to clog the toilet even as a small skinny girl). Reached into the Walmart bag and took a decent amount-not too much, not too little-and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then stood up to wipe my butt. I wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Yuck. Tossed it into the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear up and looked in the toilet.
Wow! This poop took up most of the toilet bowl. Damn! No wonder I have felt so uncomfortable and bloated! I let go of that beast! Pushed up my sleeves, flushed the toilet and surprisingly it went down fine. Flushed again to make sure. Yup. The water level went down though. Washed my hands, left the washroom, turned off the light, went to my room, dried my hands on the towel in here, grabbed the water jug in here, poured the last of water into the toilet, turned off the light, went upstairs, filled my water jug, went to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, opened the door, turned on the light, went into my room, put those flip flops on and now writing this after getting rid of that monster poop. Hopefully after dinner I can go again.
Stay safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Tina
House fun
Hi everyone! Me again, with more on my friend and I.
Admittedly, we like to try new places for fun. While the changing room was an urgent matter, sometimes at home in a new place works just as well.
We were hanging out over the weekend, having some drinks. Probably TOO many. I know it was time to at least break the pee seal. We had already tossed around the idea of trying a few new places.
"I really have to pee" my friend said. She stood up from the couch and moved around the coffe table, stopping in her tracks. She lifted up her skirt and pee was flowing down her leg, hissing on to the carpet below. Watching her really made me have to go more. I stood up from the couch and hovered myself over the ottoman, and relaxed. A hard pee stream splattered on the object below.
Some time later, I felt #2 knocking. We decided we might try to go together. With my now hardwood portion of the floor below us, we both got on all fours. Naked from the waist down, we were facing away from eachother, but our butts were facing eachother, several inches from eachother. (If that makes sense.) Our legs were touching eachother, as we were on all fours. I had a tall mirror that we could turn our heads and watch for a side view.
"Ready?" She asked. And with that, I relaxed. I heard her sigh, followed by some crackling. I looked to my side in the mirror, and saw a long, snake poo inching out of her. I let mine go, seeing soft serve ooze onto the floor below us. Once her long poo ended, mine continued to ooze onto her pile below. It felt so good, both of us grunting and sighing, watching the poop pile grow beneath us. I was finished, and she pushed some more, and several plops spilled to top things off.
"I have to piss now" she announced, and the hissing started, forming a puddle beneath her. Until next time!
Martin
To Humiliating Childhood
To humiliating, wow, I thought I had it bad. I feel sad for you. How old are you now? I'm 58. If we'd known each other as kids I would have wanted you to witness my embarrassment so you wouldn't feel as alone.
Norm
Jenny's Unscientific Survey
Unscientific Survey
Hi @Jenny hope the below helps with your survey. Keep up the posts!
1) What is your (born) sex
Male
2) What kind of underwear to you wear?
Briefs or Hipsters. I used to wear looser boxer shorts years ago ironically because I was afraid of skidmarks! The down side of that is that when I got hot and sweaty my ass felt grubby presumably due to the ass cheeks rubbing a bit more and even more so a while after pooping. With the briefs or hipsters they're more comfortable and are snug around my ass so that doesn't happen.
3) How often do you wear light colored or white underwear?
A few times a week.
3) Do you Wipe Standing or Sitting?
Sitting always but I might sometimes do the last wipe or two standing up.
4) How many days a week do you notice you get skidmarks in your underwear?
Never, not for many years. One of the only exceptions was over ten years ago after a funeral. We had a lot to drink in the afternoon and I was staying in a hotel (on my own thankfully!). I fell asleep on the hotel bed and the following morning when I was half awake I farted but unfortunately it was more than that, not a full poo but still too much to save the boxers. Not sure if that counts as a skidmark or an accident or both! Thankfully it happened in private and I was able to take the rest of my dump in the toilet in the hotel and clean up quickly after.
Nobody
Is It Still Considered Wetting The Bed…
…if the bed never gets wet?
Hello, hello. It's been a while since I've visited this site. Other things have grabbed my focus and I kinda forgot this place exists. I'm still going backwards though posts and catching up, but I felt like I could share a couple of experience I..experienced somewhat recently.
So to my opening question, do you consider it "wetting the bed" if the bed remains dry?
Usually when I sleep, I'll wake up 3-7 times throughout the night. This particular night wasn't any different in that regard, but what was different is that I ended up needing to pee. This doesn't happen very often, but it does happen. I went to bed not needing to go, but the first time I woke up, I felt the pressure. As I usually do, I did a mental check: "do I have to go so bad that I can't fall back asleep?" I always ask myself this whenever I wake up needing to pee. The answer was "no," so I just rolled over and went back to sleep. Well, repeat this a few times and on the fourth or fifth time I woke up, I decided I finally had to pee too bad to be able to sleep again, so I got up to walk to the bathroom. I could immediately tell that my crotch was damp, but I couldn't tell if sweat or pee. I was betting on sweat because I could feel it on my legs too. I got to the bathroom and as I was manipulating my button/zipper, I could tell 100% I had peed myself slightly at some point (probably just before I woke up). I finished in the toilet and went back to my bedroom to contemplate my options. I decided that because my pants were only *damp* as opposed to soaked, I just crawled back into bed and went back to sleep. It was already dry when I woke up for the final time.
I forget if I ever shared this one here (????), so I'll share it and apologize if I have shared before.
Not very often, but I sometimes wake up a little gassy, which quickly leads to another need ready to be attended to. Now, I still live with my parents and an uncle. For this particular event, only my uncle was home. We live in a trailer/caravan/manufactured/mobile home. Four bed, two bath. My bedroom is literally 10 feet away from the bathroom at one end of the house (the other is accessed through the master bedroom). I wake up gassy, ripped a few good ones and then got the immediate pressure and desperation I'm oh-so familiar with. I make it no secret to people online that I enjoy walking around with a nice load 'tween my cheeks, but I usually plan for the ones I do. With that, plus me knowing how this particular load was going to be, I wanted to keep my pants clean. Well…
I'm laying there in bed still when the urge hits. Before I can even get up, I hear footsteps leading to the bathroom followed by the sound of the door closing and locking. I hop up and rush to my bedroom door to wait, thinking it'll be just a minute or two before I can go in. Apparently my uncle had needed to drop a load of his own because he was in there for a bit. Meanwhile, I'm standing at my bedroom door, fighting waves of urgency. Finally, I get a wave that was too powerful. As I said, I don't dislike having loaded underwear, and though it wasn't planned, I did consider the option. I chose not to because of the kind of load it was going to be-one step above liquid. Unfortunately, I didn't have too much say in the matter. When that final wave hit peak, I lost a little bit into my pants. Though it was only a little bit, the relief was actually quite a lot. I probably could have held on to the rest for a while longer if I wanted to, but I was already in need of changing my underwear and cleaning myself at least a little bit, so I pushed the rest out. I still there for a couple more minutes when I heard the toilet flush and the door open. I walked away from my bedroom door to grab some clean clothes to take a shower, but I stayed in my mess a bit longer to let the bathroom air out first.
Kappa girl
So I'm a kappa kappa gamma girl in college and I'm a freshman. I'm 18 years old, about 5'8, skinny, and take pride in my fitness. I'm a popular and social girl and have always been known as very attractive, but I hate saying that about myself.
This week I was at a mixer which is a party with a sorority and a frat held at a frat house. This one was different though, it was two fraternities and one sorority, (kappa) the one I'm in. It wasn't the whole fraternities and kappas, it was just around 20 freshman from each because it is for this homecoming group dance thing we have to do with both frats. Anyways I was at the mixer is my cute pajama shorts as that was the theme, and the drinks were filling me up quick and making me feel bloated. I went around the side to fart once but could tell that if I tried again I might shart. Knowing this I held back any gas the rest of the time, at 2am I decided I was ready to walk back to the dorms. They are just over a mile away so I began my walk. I could have ubered but figured I could burn some calories after a bunch of drinks. While I began walking I felt my stomach feeling very full and gassy, I figured I had to poop so I walked fast. I was walking when i suddenly really had to poopy, so as I was half way there I stopped on some benches in the oval where all the class room halls are. I sat on the bench to try to have a hard surface contain my poop while I had these cramps. I hoped they would subside and i literally sat there for an hour waiting. After the waves had come and gone and hadn't cramped in 10 minute I thought I was fine.
I began to walk back when suddenly at the stop light to cross, when I stopped walking the pressure was too much. I tried to fart again praying it was gas, and I didn't fart but right after the noise as like a phhfrrtttt and a little bit of solid, but somewhat soft poop slid out. I instantly clinched my cheeks and froze. When the walk sign turned on I figure I would try to waddle across the street to keep the poop in my butt cheeks and not the thing tiny pajama shorts that were already riding up my butt. The second I waddled two steps, I could feel like poop shifting as my legs moved and I could already feel it stick to my shorts that were in my crack. I decided to just walk normal and pray I made it back without anyone seeing me. I began to finish walking back as I felt the poop clinging to my shorts and giving me a weird poop wedgie in my crack. I finally made it back to the dorms and scanned myself in. I walked to the elevator playing I didn't see anyone. As I did, a group of boys were walking out, but they had clearly been drinking and I don't know if they noticed. I walked as close as I could to the wall, but they were checking me out a little as they walked by. I didn't look back, but if they turned around to look at my nice ass in those short pajam shorts, they definitely saw my poop filled wedgie as poop probably started to poke out because they barely covered any of my butt. I could feel poop in between my legs but I'm not sure if it was still inside the shorts or if it was viable on the outside. There elevator was out of order as usually so I took the stairs, each step I took, more poop squished in between my butt cheeks to my short short. I finally made it to my room and to the bathroom, but there was a big soft poopy mark in my shorts and I had to throw them away
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPER
Last night had my tea a large plate of vegetables then went to the camper
had a wee in the ADVENTURIDGE pottie laid on bed watched a video PEARL HARBOR, after half an hour had a NUMBER TOO in the ADVENTURIDGE pottie which took ten minutes then got back onto bed until the end.
I then had a wee and got into bed a few times during the night I used the pottie for a wee and again when I woke at 6:30 .I went into house and had two satchets of LAXIDO in a pint of luke warm water while I was waiting for the kettle to boil for two mugs of tea ,having sat in the chair drank the tea listened to the news I then went back to kitchen and made another mug of tea.
The tea I took to the van camper to drink put it on the floor ,put a paper towel on the back of the bowl of the ADVENTURIDGE pottie pulled down my jogging bottoms and pants sat on pottie and sipped the tea.Half way through the tea I put down the mug while I had a NUMBER TOO.Having now emptied my bowels I resumed drinking the tea then wiped with the ELSAN BLUE toilet paper from the holder on the side door.
I will now empty the pottie when I have had another wee before it gets to heavy
Jenny
Feel Good (Poop) Story
Often, we hear horror or uncomfortable stories of someone needing to poop, but what about the success /feel good stories! Most of the time are parasympathetic nervous system activates when we have to poop and we feel good and relief when the parasympathetic system activates when we poop ( or pee). Very much the relief when we are hungry and we eat, we are tired and we get to lie down, or maybe your partner is exciting you and you finally...you know :)
Some of the best feeling of poop come after a little discomfort after a run or a drive home from work. Yesterday I had a similar feeling at the gym, only enough during squats!
I was doing a "light" day of leg workout which means light weights and high repetitions to make sure my legs get good circulation recover from my harder workouts. My legs and but were kind of sore, but I know they were looking good. I saw some eyes checking me out at the gym. Halfway through my set of squats I had to poop. I couldn't help but fart on the last set. I have no idea how loud as I had my headset on, and most people around me had theirs on. It was definitely starting to stink to I walked away after putting my weights. I was trying to subtly squeeze me cheeks as I felt this urge was strong than many. I was wondering if my walk was noticeable and giggled to think if any guys were checking out my booty after a fart and before it was going to make a big mess. I quickly found a stall in the locker room between 2 ladies peeing. I sat down and immediately starting to drop 4 soft large logs. There was only a crackle and not plop since they were so big. They were not hard so I did not have to push, nor were it liquid. I reactively sighed and moaned in relief. I blushed even. The lady on my left wiped and finished but the lady on my right stayed without making further noise. I dropped 2 more logs with a plops this time. I took a deep breath, even though the room stunk to take in the relief of this poop, grateful for a healthy, relatively young body. I wiped 5 times filling up the toilet paper the first 4 times. I blind wiped the 5th time as I already had a sweaty dirty but and was going to shower soon . As I flushed, I can hear my remaining neighbor give a couple grunts and pushes, possibly hoping they were less obvious...I'ven been there. I walked back out to finish my work out feeling refreshed. My booty was a little itchy towards my walk back to the locker room, but I was wearing a black thong so no skid was visitable
Jessica-are you getting more skid marks since coming back from Japan? How did that yellow thong do ( thongs and skirts during the summer are so comfortable...as long as you are not caught!) I'm sorry about you porta potty pooping experience. Even under better circumstances, I never feel clean on many levels after using one of those. They never seem to have enough toilet paper, and if they do, its very poor quality that just smears everything...probably the complete opposite of the Japanese experience
Mr J-Welcome-I shared the above experience with you in mind
Norm-Hi there. I'm glad you enjoy my posts. they have gone over the years from embarrassing to therapeutic to just fun sometimes!
JJ-cute story! That was the first time he saw you with you pants down? Does he ever watch you poop intentionally
Anna from Austria- the three times I'm pooped myself as an adult was diarrhea. I have never pooped a turn in my panties or GOD FORBID A THONG. But have felt really close like your most recent story/post. I can completely relate. Solid poop wants to come out fast. I have been walking with my hands on my butt holding and praying nothing comes out. I have never even had the turd touch the cloth of my panties, though I have felt close. The last time I felt those, I actually was at work in a dress wearing a thong when my coffee kicked in and I was sweating and anxious that I would make a mess that would not be contained!
Amber the masseuse- I think about 25% of the time I get a massage, I have to poop. I am surprised I have not left out a fart, although one practitioner notice I was feeling up tight. And let use the restroom… she said it happens all the time.
Catherine-Hi girlfriend! I be you are reading this post on the toilet! Sily question. remind me what SPAS is again? I used to think all the time of celebrity pooping, mostly females kind of like when those. I feel like entertainment media depicts men on the toilet pretty frequently (see Dumb and Dumber, Van Wilder, Pulp Fiction) so I had less interest and curiosity in men pooping, even though I see a female poop every day! People magazines show celebrates walking around in public without make up in normal cloths. I just as much as I enjoy watching Taylor Swift get starbucks, I like to think Sandra Bullock blows up the toilet just like me! Britney "Smears"her underwear just like me...haha..I kid and skid...but its usually not that bad unless I am using a porta potty or airplane bathroom....but I still leave a few marks a couple times a week...let me know if you find out what that feels like...hahaha. Most recently I had a fantasy about Jenna Fisher from the office and Amy Adams when my husband and I were watching an episode of The Office and we started talking about if they would blow up the office bathroom with all those cameras following them around or would they hold it and blow up their own bathrooms. Also female athletes...those healthy bodies must be very regularly before during and after their competitions! Especially those leggy tall volley ball players!
Sorry about the spelling and grammar errors. Haven't had time to post so trying to write really quick!! Got to go pull up this dress and drop a snake now!
-(Soon to be) Skidmarked in Seattle
Tricky
Re: Laura
Q1: Have you ever used a gender neutral toilet and was it to pee or poo ?
A1: Many times. If it's a lockable single occupant room, both to pee and poo on multiple occasions, sometimes with people waiting outside able to hear my noises. When it comes to multi-user unisex public restrooms, only to pee and there were girls/women present as I used a urinal. I have also pooped in outdoor toilets designated as single user unisex, but with either a sort of portapotty stall leaving my shoes, pants, underwear, and ankles in view underneath the door to any women nearby as I farted and plopped away, or on a completely open outdoor pit toilet in the woods as happened at a camp site with people of both sexes waiting for me to finish from beyond the tree cover. I've also peed in outdoor trough urinals at a toilet block designated as unisex with women standing around waiting for an outdoor portapotty to avail itself to sit down in.
Q2: Have you ever been the first to poo in a brand new toilet
A2: Newly installed? Not that I'm aware of. But definitely in newly cleaned toilets possibly hundreds of times, in case that counts.
Q3: Do you poo in public toilets and what do you think about it
A3: I poop in public toilets more often than I poop at home. I go through a lot of food and have a fast metabolism, producing a lot of poop, sitting on a toilet 3-4 times a day on average. When nature calls, I don't ignore, even if I'm sharing the restroom with other people. When I was a kid, I used to hate having nothing but a flimsy door and cubicle to shield me from view(even though people could and sometimes did look through the gaps), while I sat there with my pants and underwear at my ankles sitting there making embarrassing noises and smells with everyone in the room knowing it was me. But I'd still use them whenever I had to go, without hesitation, even with other people already in the room able to see me enter the stall and drop my pants to my shoes. I used to get very bothered by doorless stalls and public toilets with no stalls present in multi-user facilities, to the point that I made it a habit to hold it if presented with that setup and if I was able to hold it. But I've been forced to use the doorless stalls and no-stall public toilets in multi-user restrooms during emergencies so many times, often with other people intruding in on me while I was mid-poop or wiping, that today even that doesn't bother me enough to prevent me from taking a seat, even if there are already other people in the room able to watch my every move.
Q4: Have you ever paid to use a toilet and did you get your moneys worth haha
A4: I've never encountered a functioning pay toilet. I have used toilets at businesses and bought things in order to use their toilet though, and even in cases where the toilet was sub-par, I still got my money's worth because of the size and urgency of the job and duration of my visit, sometimes resulting in an unintentional clog on my part. If I pay to use a toilet, it's only when I'm desperate with no other options.
Jessica W
My introduction from down under
Hey, I didn't introduce myself yet. I'm Jessica - just call me Jessee - and I'm 29 (turning 30 in December). I been married, for nearly ten years by now and we have two sons, 8 and 6 years old. My husband is over a decade older than me and he has a daughter from a previous marriage - widowed - who is an adult herself now and therefore my stepdaughter. We live in Queensland.
I've had constipation problems since the early 2000's but other than that I'm doing perfectly fine. Ever since my first pregnancy I became a stay-at-home mom in 2016 after having previously worked in a story (where I also first met my husband). I usually have to poo in the morning those days. We don't lock the door and I don't really mind one of the boys coming in when I'm on what we call the dunny.
G'day,
Jessee
Tricky
Re: Laura
Q1: Have you ever used a gender neutral toilet and was it to pee or poo ?
A1: Many times. If it's a lockable single occupant room, both to pee and poo on multiple occasions, sometimes with people waiting outside able to hear my noises. When it comes to multi-user unisex public restrooms, only to pee and there were girls/women present as I used a urinal. I have also pooped in outdoor toilets designated as single user unisex, but with either a sort of portapotty stall leaving my shoes, pants, underwear, and ankles in view underneath the door to any women nearby as I farted and plopped away, or on a completely open outdoor pit toilet in the woods as happened at a camp site with people of both sexes waiting for me to finish from beyond the tree cover. I've also peed in outdoor trough urinals at a toilet block designated as unisex with women standing around waiting for an outdoor portapotty to avail itself to sit down in.
Q2: Have you ever been the first to poo in a brand new toilet
A2: Newly installed? Not that I'm aware of. But definitely in newly cleaned toilets possibly hundreds of times, in case that counts.
Q3: Do you poo in public toilets and what do you think about it
A3: I poop in public toilets more often than I poop at home. I go through a lot of food and have a fast metabolism, producing a lot of poop, sitting on a toilet 3-4 times a day on average. When nature calls, I don't ignore, even if I'm sharing the restroom with other people. When I was a kid, I used to hate having nothing but a flimsy door and cubicle to shield me from view(even though people could and sometimes did look through the gaps), while I sat there with my pants and underwear at my ankles sitting there making embarrassing noises and smells with everyone in the room knowing it was me. But I'd still use them whenever I had to go, without hesitation, even with other people already in the room able to see me enter the stall and drop my pants to my shoes. I used to get very bothered by doorless stalls and public toilets with no stalls preEmma two
Reply to Dan H
To Dan H
I think Lucy must have pood in the woods while we were camping but I never saw her. I guess she wasn't too bothered about it but I hated anyone knowing when I pooped.
I'm still a little self conscious about having a poo but I'm OK around close friends and family. I still poo outside, usually in the woods where no one can see me. The reason I go outside is because my poo is often really big and I don't want to risk blocking the toilet. Also it feel really good especially if I haven't been for a few days and I'm desperate.
Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
Pants down survey
Hi Everyone, we don't have interesting story now, so we do survey. Only one: "Pants Down on the Toilet survey".
1. Male or female? Four women. So we give key. H = Hisae (34). K = Kazumi (real name Kazuko, 34). Ma = Maho (33). Mi = Mina (33).
2. When you poop in a public restroom with stalls, do you pull your pants down to your ankles or calves or knees or mid-thigh?
Answer: "Ankles" (K). "Knees" (H). "Knees now, but ankles when I was girl" (Mi). "I never poop in a public restroom" (Ma). "In Japanese public loo, usually people outside can't see feet of pooping person. Sometimes, when I am plan to sit on loo very very long time to poop enormous volume, I put off trousers and panties and hang on peg." (K).
3. Is this different at home, or hotel bathrooms?
Answer: Different in both of these. Normally at home or in hotel we put off trousers and panties. In hot summer, we poo in birthday suit. (H, K, Ma, Mi)
4. Do you separate your trousers and underwear? (Very long question so Mina shorten!!)
Answer: No. We all keep together.
5. When you pee, do your trousers and underwear pull down same place with when you poo?
Answer: Yes.
6. Men, do you sit down to pee at home or public loo?
Answer: No information (H, K, Ma). From Mi: Some years before, TV programme said, if man pee standing, tiny droplets of pee drop to floor next of loo bowl. Very dirty. So when my family watch, men decided they sit down. Of course in public loo this is no problem because there is urinal for men to pee. But my grandfather have problem of prostate and he like to use paper after wee, same with woman, because he likes very clean and he worry, drop of wee on his underwear, then it will not smell good. So he always sit down and wee like woman, use paper after.
Maho said, there is church in city next our city, men's loo is only one loo bowl, there is notice on wall, "Please sit down to pee". Maho's brother found. (Maho's family is Catholics.)
7. If you are wearing skirt do you pull up or pull down like trousers?
Answer: Pull up. It is more easier. And if we wearing kimono(K, H) or chima-chogori, it is Korean kimono (Ma, Mi) we are impossible to pull down. But very rare. More than 90% of time, we wearing slacks or jeans.
Other surveys difficult, sorry. But we hope you are happy these answers. We are always worry, you don't like our posts. (Especially Mina worry.)
We read our posts about Wales, and we said each other, "Why we always forget that we are 30s? Sometimes we are behave like young girls!" We hope nobody angry.
And we hope everyone is very fine.
Love from Chakamami
Martin
Sarah S. Questions
To answer Sarah's well thought-out questions,
1. Did you ever ask anyone in the bathroom to leave when you were pooping?
There were a few times I said "can't I be alone" but I knew whoever was in there wasn't going to listen. If it was one of my sisters they probably were going to leave soon anyway. If it was Mom she would use the retort about having smelled my diapers as a baby or tell me she needed to make sure I wiped all the way clean.
2. Did anyone in the bathroom ever specifically comment on the smell or did you notice it yourself?
It was hard not to notice, but yes, my family was very forthcoming with comments about bathroom smells, even when one came out of the bathroom. "Did you stink it up in there? Bet you did. Nobody go in the bathroom, Marty (or whoever) just came out"...that was normal repartee.
3. Did anyone in the bathroom comment on anyone else to do with your pooping?
Mom would comment on the quality of my stool, especially if it was muddy and mucky on the toilet paper and took a long time to wipe.
4. Was it just pooping that bothered you or was it anything else (the noises you made, farts, peeing etc.)
Mainly pooping and everything connected with it. Of course farts were part of it and since there was no fan in the bathroom noises were heard down the hall. I heard everyone else's noises too, of course.
5. Did you poop at school or in public growing up, and if you did it, was it to avoid those embarrassing intrusions.
I often did although I was self-conscious about that too, at least someone wasn't right there looking at me. Better yet was the gas station down the street from my house where you could lock the door.
6. Did you ever talk to those people nowadays about them being in the bathroom?
The subject has almost never come up, I certainly don't bring it up, although when I am at my Mom's house and have to use the bathroom she has said sometimes "don't stink it up too much." She doesn't say that every time though.
7. Did you ever go into the bathroom while they were pooping?
If it was something big like I gashed my hand and needed a Band-Aid I would go in when they were pooping but I had no other desire to. I smelled it enough just being down the hall from the bathroom.
8. How did those people get into the bathroom was there a lock on your door you could have used?
There was a lock but that was absolutely out of the question. Nobody was allowed to use that lock, and even Mom never used it.
9. Did you talk to that girlfriend about your experiences you had, and did she encourage you to poop with her around, did you tell her you had to poop?
Which girlfriend were you talking about? I did have a girlfriend who helped me adjust a little but when she found out how shy I was. She told me I would sit while she pooped to show me that although it was embarrassing, embarrassment wasn't fatal. She had also had very minimal privacy in her family, also one bathroom used by the whole family so she knew how I felt in a way. The next time I had to go, I let her know and she sat on the side of the bathtub and encouraged me. It was a very stinky one too, but she kissed me while I was sitting and told me she loved me, smells and all. That was in 1985 and we are still friends.
10. Did you think your poops were stinkier than other people and is that what caused you embarrassment?
I knew intellectually that they weren't stinkier and I smelled everyone else's when the smell would blow down the hall or I used the bathroom right after someone. But when you are the one sitting and all attention is on you, it doesn't matter in the moment.
Tuesday, September 10, 2024
Catherine
Fictional Characters Pooping
Princess Opal asked the question if Hobbits pooped. When I read the Tolkien books and learned how much they ate and loved eating, my first thought was, "That all must go somewhere!"
But, related to my last post, I've wondered how fictional characters pooped.
I remember watching the Snow White movie with Charlize Theron as the wicked queen and wondering what she must think when she blows up her chamber pot!
Or, what about our animated Disney princesses and their prince charmings???
I remember reading with interest how Darth Vader was fed intravenously and then his wastes were removed by a similar process.
And in one of the Narnia books - Prince Caspian, I think - the Pevensie children came back to Narnia and all they had to eat for days were apples. I'm sure that there were some upset stomachs!!!
I love the biblical characters - Deborah, Yael, and Ruth! I imagine they had to go as well!
And, I had the biggest crush on Superman and would often pretend I was Wonder Woman and I stole Superman from Lois Lane. Superman and I (Wonder Woman) would poop together!
I just have so many thoughts about poop, even as I am close to turning 44!
I hope everyone is well and dooing well!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Annie
To David P
Thank you. I have written here for almost 20 years (!!!). 38 now. I used to post regularly in my early 20s to somewhere in my late 20s, early 30s regularly. I had brain surgery in July 2013 and am heavily medicated for seizures, high blood pressure, constipation, etc. So the anti seizure medications make me tired and the brain surgery affected my memory. So I write what I can remember, even if it's not super long. Sorry.
Annie
Second very easy soft poop today
I finished lunch (spicy fried rice with chili peppers, beef, broccoli, onions, canned meat, carrots along with a jar of water). Took a while to eat (she explained that if I couldn't eat it all I could save the rest for dinner and eat the fruit she left too). I slowly ate all of it, chewing well and enjoying it. When I was done I thanked my caregiver, grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went downstairs to my room after changing my flip flops. Went into my room, put on those flip flops and surfed the internet for a while.
Finally a few minutes ago I got the urge to poop again so I took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door, went to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a very easy and big soft poop. Whew! I guess everything from earlier has been cleaning out my body (water, coffee, vegetables, chili peppers, prescription laxatives, etc). Much needed. Finally I was done. P.U. I lifted myself slightly off the toilet and looked in. The water was dark but there was a big soft poop in there (better in the toilet than in my body). I flushed the toilet first then went to the sink, turned on the water, got some liquid soap, got my butt soapy and wet, cleaned my butt, rinsed (yuck), pulled my pants and underwear up, washed my hands, turned the water off, left the washroom finally, turned off the light, went to my room, turned on the light, took my flip flops off outside my room, dried my hands on the towels in here, put the pink flip flops on and have been writing this for the last while while listening to music. 2 fairly big soft poops so far today. Yay! Hopefully I can go again later after dinner. What goes in must come out.
I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and will have a good day and weekend.
Happy pooping!
Annie
Trina
For Denise
Hey everyone. Super excited to see Catherine back, and some great recent stuff from Denise!
Denise asked about stopping accidents and cleanup.
For me I can stop sometimes if it isn't crazy, but not always. Sometimes I try, sometimes I give up and just let go.
As for cleanup, I am more likely to "play chicken" and tempt fate with what feels like a solid poo and more likely to immediately seek a bathroom if it doesn't, so most accidents are solid and fairly easy to clean up. Lower my panties carefully and dump out the ball into the toilet and wipe off, take a shower if home.
Nothing else new from me (yay?).
TTFN,
Trina
Princess Toadstool Peach
The very First and only Time I Pooed Myself in Public
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am explaining about the time I pooed myself. I have to admit I never ever done it before but it only happened to me once just ONCE!! OK? So about a few days ago last couple of years I along with my best friend forever Princess Rosalina were going shopping for some items. We were having a good time and I was thinking this was going to be a good day. As we we were shopping Rosalina and I thought we grab something at the sample food station. They were having a ???? section of mushroom crispy beef burger Swiss cheeseballs with sauce. So we grabbed a bunch for us to eat until all of a sudden we needed to go use the restroom badly. I told Rosalina I didn't need to go due to me having the time of my life shopping. But she was like "Peach you really should go to the toilet before you defecate yourself badly!" I was so busy but I didn't have time to go to the bathroom. So Rosalina ran to the restroom while I just waited for her. Inside I could hear Rosalina place toilet paper over the toilet seat disgusted by the germs on the seat, then lifting up her dress, pulling down her panties to her knees before sitting down, then pooing a bunch of chunky sounding lot in there. "Maybe Rosalina was right I do need to go." But I didn't want to leave the shopping behind. So I had a choice to make do I leave the shopping cart behind with all our clothes and stuff or risk going to the bathroom for a nice big BM break? I decided on going but before I was about to leave I broke wind loudly and then I pooed my pink panties in front of the whole store. I blushed as some bigger teens started laughing at me. Then I yelled in my anger "Hey shut up you overgrown shmucks don't you have teenager things to do or something?" And I waddled over to the bathroom to change myself. I looked inside my panties it was like mashed brown thick play dough spaghetti in there. Gross! I quickly changed until I heard Rosalina humming as she finished her chunky poo and wiping her bottom. I was so embarrassed I didn't tell Rosalina what happened to me right after I changed my panties like a little girl's mother would do after her daughter had a accident. So do you think I should tell her? I'm not sure. But I want to let you know what you guys think please. I love to hear it. OK see you soon bye bye now!
Dan H.
Emma Two's camping story
Hi Emma, I really enjoyed your camping trip story from when you were a late teenager so I wondered do you have any other ones? And I was also wondering if Lucy had to poop on the trip as she seems pretty relaxed about it?
Jessica
Messy diarrhea in porta potty
Hi everyone! Been a little while since I posted. I haven't had any eventful bathroom experiences until last weekend. Summer is coming to an end and I decided to go to the local fair in my city which is held every summer. They have lots of food vendors, games, shows and rides. Personally, I love going for the food. I enjoyed lots of bbq and desserts that day and while walking around the fair ground I got the oh so noticeable feeling of an upset stomach. There is a main washroom building towards to the far end of the fair, but there are also lots of porta potties scattered throughout. I was thinking about holding it in until I reached the indoor washroom area but I quickly realized I wasn't going to make it. All the food I'd eaten started to get my stomach bubbling. I told my friends I needed to use the porta potties and would catch up with them in a bit. Luckily there was only one person in front of me and they didn't take long. As I entered the porta potty I was immediately shocked at how dirty it was. The seat was covered with poop stains and the smell was terrible. I guess a lot of people were getting upset stomachs from the food this year. I had no choice but to bear the stench as I could feel the poop coming out any second. I lifted up my skirt, pulled down my yellow thong (yes, I wear thongs even with skirts), and hovered over the dirty toilet seat. I gentle pushed and a spew of liquid poop shot out of me and hit the back of the toilet. I definitely missed the bowl and as I tried to adjust my position more poop continued to come out of me. The entire toilet seat and back wall of the ports potty was splattered with my poop. I couldn't control the pressure of the poop that was coming out of my butt and even though I was directly above the toilet bowl the liquid diarrhea was not shooting into the toilet. I pushed as hard as I could and finished up the rest of my poop. The porta potty was absolutely disgusting but there was nothing I could do. There was no way I was going to sit on the poop stained toilet bowl. I felt bad for leaving such a mess. I quickly left and luckily no one was waiting outside. As I was walking away I saw a middle aged lady open the door to the porta potty and quickly turn back around. She definitely saw the mess I made and decided not to go in. Has anyone else mad a mess in a public washroom before?
Jessica W
To Mr J in the Wheelchair
Yes, I do feel it and yes, we feel it the way you described, at least I do. I too been pooing in the morning for a couple years now, but I don't have to go daily
Princess Toadstool Peach
As a Little Royal Toddler I just really loved using my Potty
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I have a confession to make here and I want you to know that as a toddler I really loved young toddler potty training. I mean it! I never felt more relaxed or even comfortable with sitting down on my plastic pink potty chair it felt so nice than wearing a heavy and uncomfortable Huggies diaper pull up nappy. Sometimes I spend the day bottomless and then I feel like I need to go and do a big poo or a wee, I rush over to my bedroom in a hurry and then I sat down on my potty and then I push and go do a big thick brown lumpy 5 inch poo inside it. Sometimes I do a wee as well and sometimes I do it alongside my BFF-Best Friend Forever Princess Rosalina whom also has a potty too. She sometimes shows me the poos she makes in there. I feel so good when I do a poo in my potty. I'm very proud of being such a grown up princess. OK that's all for today. Hope you have a wonderful day today. Bye bye now!
rylee
questions for avery
love you're stories i'm in grade 11 toooo,
do you usually fart when you poop and when does it usually happen.
how long does it usually take you to poop start to finish .
has a friend been in the bathroom with you at either in a stall or at either there house or your when you have taken a shit.
Annie
Much needed big poop
I don't remember the last time I had a poop (remember I had brain surgery and a stroke in July 2013 so I have to write everything down in a notebook). I got up with a bloated stomach, went pee, brushed my teeth and went upstairs for breakfast. Had an egg and cucumber sandwich (my caregiver toasted the bread first ????). Shortly after breakfast I took my 9 AM medications, thanked my caregiver and went downstairs. Surfed the net on my phone until she called me (she has a very loud voice so I could hear her calling me from upstairs) for lunch. Went upstairs and she first explained what the food was (salty fish with a sauce, mixed vegetables and fries) then I started eating. I took my time eating, chewing really well, tasting the food and enjoying it. After lunch I thanked her, grabbed a tea bag and went downstairs.
A few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop. Took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, stepped outside my room, put on the flip flops outside my room, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. 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 then pushed out a big solid poop. No grunting or straining needed. Just pushed and it slowly came out (finally). The last of it came out into the toilet. What a relief. Whew. I pushed back my sleeves, stood up, carefully walked to the sink and washed my butt really well with liquid soap and water until I was clean. Pulled my pants and underwear up, turned and looked in the toilet.
The water was dark but I could see the shadow/shape of a big poop. I'm not sure how long it was or how many feet long it was but it felt big and solid coming out. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands well, opened the door, turned off the light and walked to my room. One much needed shit done. Hopefully I can go again after dinner.
I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Jessica W
To Liam
Blimey, reminds me of my own peeing adventures when I was a little girl ;) I have a lot to tell bout that.
Jessica W
To Princess Opal
Never been into Lord of the Rings, but a nice subject, ha ha. In my childhood teens I also would eat multiple meals a day, but the result wasn't pooping more often, rather constipation
G'day,
Jessee
Norm
Jenny's Cleanliness Survey
Cleanliness survey
Do you wash your hands after every time you pee or poop?
Yes
Do you use soap or do you just rinse your hands
Wash with soap. More soap and longer after doing a poo.
If there's no soap you cant help it but it irritates when people take a dump and then just do a token little rinse even though there's soap there. A few jobs back I was taking a dump one day and a guy came into another stall and dropped a massive smelly dump. He came out of the stall at the same time as i did and while I'm washing well with soap he does a 1 second rinse and uses the u-shaped hand drier even though theres a sign saying wash with soap. Saw him do that several times.
Have you ever gotten poop on you hand from wiping?
Yes
How often does that happen
Rarely
When was the last time you saw someone use a restroom and not wash their hands?
Last time I heard rather than saw. I was taking a dump at work yesterday. There's five stalls and I took the middle one as the first two were filthy. While I was sitting on the toilet, someone came in, pooped and left without washing his hands. Disgusting.
@Jenny I enjoy your posts! Will post separately about that.
Catherine
Responses
Sarah: I wrote an entire post because of your response! I appreciate you sharing with me how you feel about pooping. I think it's neat to know that other people have different attitudes toward going to the bathroom. I wonder what other people think?
Trina: Hi fellow SPAS!!! I hope that you are well! We seem to miss each other on the forum! I wonder how Shannon and Sarah E are doing. I loved the conversations we had a few years ago...I hope that you are well!
Mr J: I am so glad that you posted. I remember that there was another person a long time ago that asked the same question and I responded. I think that different people experience different things, but I wanted to share with you what I experience:
1. When I need to defecate, I might start to feel a heaviness in my stomach. After a few minutes I'll actually feel the poop in my rectum. Yes, I can usually judge the size, the consistency, and more just from how it feels. Some urges are pretty mild or moderate, but every now and then there's an urge that will be uncomfortable, even painful when it is a very large stool. The more pressure there is then the large and more urgent the need to defecate is.
2. A fart that's concentrated might have a burning sensation. Those usually smell bad. Those that are more airy but make a loud noise will have a more urgent need to come out. It's hard to describe the difference, but there's a big difference in a fart than a poop. The trick is if you are sick with diarrhea. Sometimes it is difficult to tell the difference between a small amount of diarrhea and gas.
3. When I am actually defecating, the feeling is very pleasurable to me. It's like I give into the pressure and let go of my need to hold it and I just relax and enjoy the sensations. The first part is really nice. Some people refer to it as the doming, when the anus dilates and heavy firm part of the stool makes its way to be released. If the poop is firm and long, it will massage everything as it is released. When it ends, I feel very relaxed, even euphoric.
Now diarrhea and smaller poops don't feel like that. But if it is long, thick and comes out in one piece, it is a treat! I love it!
I hope that's helpful and I wish you all the best, Mr. J!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Kermit
Peeing can be so desperate
Last Thursday morning I felt a little burning when peeing. So a bladder infection was on its way. It immediately triggered memories of my childhood where I had such infections several times.
As I am from Osftriesland (the part ofgermany famous for its black tea comsumption and jokes about the people) The natural treatment of such infection was just to dring a big can of tea to wash out the system. It helped, but nvertheless the infection made me make some nasty experiences.
From Thursday evening I had to pee almost every hour and kept sitting on the toilet since the everlasting need for a pee. So sleeping was not really possible.
To make things worse my pooping system stopped working on friday and all the meals kept building up in me causing the need to push without any big progress.
While diaria makes you hurry up pulling down your clothes the need to pee and almost accidents were incredible. Shouldn't trousers and pants have an emergency system so that you just can rip them down without ripping out the button?
On saturday things were a little better but the frequent visits to the toilet and the pain continued.
On Monday my pooping system decided to resume its work but I was constipated. Suppositories didn't help - the blockade was too far up and I decided to swallow some meds to breakup the constipation. There wers some poops, but I think a lot is still in my systems.
Kermit
Annie
Mushy/soft poop
Just went to the washroom a few minutes ago again. I took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door, walked to the washroom across from my room, turned on the light and closed the door. Walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed. Mushy/soft poop splattered into the toilet. One big amount of mushy/soft poop. P.U. I made sure that I wasn't dripping or anything, stood up, pushed back my sleeves, turned on the tap, ran the bar of soap under the water (I grabbed the bar of soap off my desk in my room), rubbed it between my hands, soaped up my butt, rinsed my butt and hands, turned off the tap and looked in the toilet. The toilet water was very dark brown and stinky. Yuck. Flushed the toilet, washed my hands well, pulled my pants and underwear up and left the washroom turning off the light. Whew. Second crap today! Better out than in.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Humiliating Childhood
To Martin
I related to your experience of having minimal privacy in the bathroom growing up, but for me it was for different reasons.
From early childhood onward, I had chronic issues with constipation and poo accidents, and to mitigate the issue, my parents closely monitored my bathroom habits.
The basic premise was that, at the moments when I was most likely to need to poo (just after waking up, and just after meals), I would need to sit on the toilet, and I would need to keep sitting there until I had pooed, or, until I needed to get up for some other reason (to get to school on time, to go to bed, etc.)
This meant that I could end up spending, sometimes, multiple hours sitting on the toilet.
Once I had pooed, I wasn't allowed to flush; rather, to keep me honest, the attending adult (usually one of my parents, but there were exceptions: sometimes it was my aunt, sometimes it was my grandma, and sometimes, in the grade 1-5 years, it was a teacher or other school staff) would look in the toilet bowl to confirm that I had actually pooed, and would then flush it for me. Often, with that inspection, there would be a comment about the size or the smell of my poo, which was increasingly embarrassing as I got older.
Anyways, where I can relate is that, while I was sitting there, I wasn't afforded any privacy. I would initially close the bathroom door, but I wasn't allowed to lock it because we only had one bathroom in the house, and it would just be impractical to have my personal bathroom issues render the bathroom unusable for hours on end. So my family members were allowed to come in and do what they had to do - brush teeth, wash face, apply makeup, shower, bathe... If they had to pee, I'd have to stand up, let them do it, and then sit back down. If they had to poo, I'd get to leave the bathroom while they pooed, but would have to come right back afterwards - not afforded the same privacy while I was pooing.
But, more often than not, what happened was that they didn't just come in for practical reasons, and when they did, they didn't usually close the door behind them. They often came in to talk to me, lecture me, interrogate me, and even tease and mock me. The result was that the experience of sitting on the toilet behind a closed door was very rare in my childhood - mostly, if I had to poo, I did it with an audience of family, sometimes friends of family, sometimes school staff.
I didn't have the self-awareness to be embarrassed by this when I was 4-5 years old, but this monitoring of my bathroom habits continued until I was at the very start of high school, and experiencing these things as a teenager was terribly humiliating and alienating as well.
The reason it stopped, by the way, is because by that time, although I was still chronically constipated, I had the accidents mostly under control, so although pooing more often was good for my health, it wasn't considered as urgent an issue, I guess? So my mom continued to ask me questions like "when was the last time you pooed?" and, if I was leaving the bathroom, "did you make a poo?" But from then on, I was pretty much able to have the privacy I sought.
Emma two
Desperate at work
I was was running late for work this and I was busting for a poo. I didn't have time to go before I had to leave for work as I couldn't risk being late again or I'd get a warning. I got to work on time Just. I thought I'd wait for an hour and go to the toilet so it wouldn't look like I was taking a liberty but in the end I only managed to wait half an hour because I was desperate. I got up from my desk and made my way to the toilets as my stomach cramped up. I was nearly pooing myself so I sped up my pace to a fast walk making it impossible to hide my desperation. I made it to the toilets but they were closed for cleaning and I had to walk up the stairs to the next floor to use the toilet by the admin office. That was a bit of a challenge while trying not to poo myself but I made it. The toilets were empty so I had plenty of privacy and I took the farthest cubicle from the door and unbuckled my belt as another cramp hit me hard and I had to clench tightly to avoid pooing my knickers. Now my belt was undone I had to struggle with the button on my jeans which was tight and I was starting to panic as I felt my poo trying to come into my knickers. It too a bit of time to get my jeans open and I quickly pushed them down together with my knickers which I only do if I'm desperate. I literally threw myself onto the toilet and landed with a thud and as soon as I was seated my poo just slipped out of me without even relaxing my bottom. It came out fast with a crackling sound and it was such a relief. I wasn't finished yet so I pushed the rest out and it was huge. I wiped my bottom three times and pulled up my clothes and looked in the toilet to find two huge turds and both of them were sticking out the water a bit. I flushed the toilet and they both went down thankfully and I left feeling very relieved and glad I managed not to poo myself.
Hardpusher
Push buddy needed
Hi all,
Ive been constipated all my life. As long as I can remember I've had to push really hard to squeeze anything out. To be honest, the only thing that really helps is trying to push my poo out with someone else. Was curious if anyone else has tried this.
Thanks
Jessie, RN
PANTS DOWN ON THE TOILET SURVEY:
1. Male or Female
30 year old woman
2. When you poop in a public restroom with stalls, do you pull you pants down to your ankles, calves, knees or even mid-thigh?
Panties Down to my ankles if at home or I am in a restroom by myself. . If someone else in the restroom I'll move the panties to my knees. If I am wearing pants, pants stay to my ankles
3. Is this different at home, or hotel bathrooms?
I just feel better with my underwear down to my ankles. They can be ahem a little dirty sometimes so if I like to hide them from view if I am not alone at home. Also If have peed in front of friends and partners and the panties will be as high as possible then
4. If you do pull you pants down to your ankles, do you separate your underwear i.e pants down to your ankles but underwear stays at your knees or do you keep you briefs, boxers, panties or thong with your pants?
yes I separate if I am wearing pants. I often wear dresses though so panties down to ankles is preferred
5. Women: if you pee, do your pants and and underwear get pulled down to the same area of your legs as when you poop?
yes. # 1 and 2 same "rules" apply
6. Men: do you ever sit down to pee at home or public restroom?
n/a
7. Women: IF you are wearing a skirt, do you pull your skirt down like pants to sit on the toilet or do you lift up your skirt and pull down your underwear? Is this the same or different with Number 1 and Number 2? Skirt up. So much easier with a shorter skirt. I probably dont wipe as well with a longer skirt trying to keep it up and keep it clean
SKIDMARK SURVEY:
1. How often, if ever do you get skidmarks?
2-3 times a week
2. When was you last skidmark?
Saturday morning after going out Sunday. Had to poop at a club with no toilet paper. Thankfuly I was too drunk to care nor did sleep with anyone that nigtht
3. Do you get skidmarks more in cert types of underwear, i.e dark vs light, boxers vs briefs, thongs vs panties?
light colored under wear. Fuller backs are worse than thongs actually
4. When you get skidmarks, do you wipe until the paper is clean of do or do you know you are going to get skidmarks when you are done wiping i.e you cannot get clean after wiping, or you run out of toilet paper or you don't even wipe?
I always wipe until very clean and still get skids, unless I am drunk or at the gym I will wipe three times and get back to work
5. When you get skidmarks in your underwear, did you leave skidmarks in the toilet as well?
I leave skidmarks in the toilet as much as my underwear
Sarah's Pooping At Work Survey
1. how often do you poop at work?
every shift unless I am busy. I work 12 hours shifts so if all goes well, I poop after lunch. If I'm busy there is a lot of " crop dusting" when I am alone
2. do you have to hold your poop at work? longest time?
see above. 6-8 hours. SOmetimes if I don't poop at work I'll wait until I get home, sometimes I make sure I go so I dont crap myself in the care
3. are you embarrassed to poop at work?
I am not. I am a nurse and I see patient's poop and clean up after the mall the time. I assure them staff that helps them poops too. I do get embarassed if someone see my underwear in a public stall
4. when was the last time you pooped at work? what was it like?
It always feels so good, most likely because I have had to hold it. I almost never get to go when I feel the urge
5. have you had to use the customer bathroom?
I try not to use the patient restrooms , but I will
6. have you heard coworkers or customers poop?
Patients of course. Coworkers twice am month
7. have you had to tell a customer or coworker that you needed to poop?
I have had to tell coworkers to cover my patients as I held my butt and wobbled to a toilet a couple times. I tell my patients about my last poop often when I feel like they seem embarassed to poop around me or I have to clean up after them
Laura
Survey
Have you ever used a gender neutral toilet and was it to pee or poo ?
Have you ever been the first to poo in a brand new toilet
Do you poo in public toilets and what do you think about it
Have you ever paid to use a toilet and did you get your moneys worth haha
Any stories about any of the above would be good to hear about thanks
Becky
Weird bowel troubles and response to Mr J in the Wheelchair
I need to go to a doctor. I'm nauseous a lot, and no, not pregnant. I didn't have this today, but I often have very soft poop in the morning, almost like diarrhea, and feel like I need to go again but can't. I also fart A LOT at night. I have no idea what's going on with me! Probably IBS, but it just feels different.
I pooped twice this morning, and a lot both times. Long, skinny log first, then a bunch of shorter ones the second time. First time I felt good in the morning in at least 2 weeks! But then I felt nauseous at work anyway. What gives?
Response to Mr J in the Wheelchair?
"I would love for able bodied people to describe the sensation to me of needing a poop. Do you feel it in your stomach first and then later in the rectum? I hear some people hold the urge for a long time. Does this mean you can feel it in the rectum? What does a fart feel like compared to a poop? Do you know beforehand if it's going to be a long turd or not? I have lots of curious questions :)"
Not in the stomach unless I have diarrhea. In that case, I usually feel that the night before. I guess it's a full feeling in the rectum, I'm not sure how to describe it. It's very uncomfortable to hold it, and that can hurt the stomach (actually think it's not hurting your stomach, your intestines, but everyone says stomach). It can be very awkward to hold in poop around others because your mind is occupied a bit. And yes, you feel it in the rectum. It doesn't exactly hurt like needing to pee, though. The feeling of having to go often goes away after a couple of hours and can leave you feeling bloated (HATE this feeling). A fart is usually very relieving, the need to fart feels kind of similar. I usually can't tell if it's going to be long, but I can tell if it's a lot.
Thunder
Amber the Masseuse
I have regular massages and I would love to be able to fart...My masseuse comes from Asia and her English is limited and I am hard of hearing....we do not talk much and I have been seeing her almost weekly for about a year.
She is very, very good. Some of the pushing and pulling moves gas in my colon and if I could release it then that would be so much better.
I doubt if that would be acceptable.
Thunder
JJ
Caught in the act
Hey,
So this happened to me back in high school. I was at my friend's house after school on a Friday i think it was, it would have to be because my parents were strict Sunday-Thursday being school nights. Anyways we were just chilling watching MTV. Her older brother walked in the door he was only two years older than us but man I had the biggest crush on him back in the day. A little while later my stomach started to cramp up so I said to Heather nature calls be right back. I didn't see Jack around so I figured he was out in the garage working on his car. I went in the bathroom grabbed a magazine from the rack, pulled my jeans and thong down sat on the toilet. I was just sat there reading doing my thing didn't pay attention that the door was opening, my turd was ready to drop when I looked up and here was Jack. I was semi frozen tried to cover myself up and clench my butt cheeks together but it was too late, the turd dropped straight into the water and he heard it. He apologized and closed the door. I finished up and went back downstairs told Heather I wasn't feeling well all of a sudden and walked home.
Later that night or early the next morning one or the other she called me to check in and I told her what happened. She said that's hilarious, he never said anything to me but now it makes sense why he left in a bit of a hurry before you came out of the bathroom. Two days later I seen him in school it was awkward the first day but after that we just laughed about it. And that's how I got my baby daddy we're engaged but in no rush to walk down the aisle, we probably will in a couple years when Henry is a little older.
Thunder
To Iris
Iris, how did you get on at the music festival? Hope you got some enjoyable and pleasurable relief, I have been to many music festivals but do not go now, getting too old. I had no trouble at all with going number one and two and really enjoyed it. I love to sit there. Just let it come out of me. I sit there and take my time.
One music festival I went to annually you did your business in wheels bins Like you would have at home for the garbage the toilets were up in the stage fashion so the bins could fit under the actual can you sat on with the bin under you . When you went to the toilet as you went up the stairs onto the stage you're on public display, I thought it was very funny. In the actual toilet cubicle there was a drum of sawdust which is shovelled into the toilet after you had evacuated . When the wheely bin fills up sufficiently guys and girls come and take them away and replace them with another bin. Those bins are emptied out and they make good fertiliser. I would've loved to have some of that fertiliser, imagine what was in it.
There was a movie on Australian TV which has made on an extremely low cost budget so much say the writer had to act and his own father played part of his father. The movie was called Kenny. It was about a man who was employed empty portaloo etc and taking away the waste. A little after that movie was released. I went to music festival when the fellas came with their tanks to empty the toilets that were given heroes welcome. You got Elvis Presley was there. Such as such is Australian toilet humour.
Let's know how you got on.
Thunder
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPER
Slept in camper last night ,alarm woke me at 06:00 am .Had a wee in the pottie then went into house kitchen ,put on kettle for tea ,had two satchets of LAXAIDO in a pint glass while kettle was boiling then poured water onto tea bags in mugs ,put a bag of washing ,soap powder and money into van. went back to kitchen put the mugs of tea and my G Y M bag into van then sat quietly sipping ,when done went to shed had a wee then set off in camper.
As I was driving through the next village diversion I needed to go a toilet so I pulled into a side road ran to the side door put the washing into the passenger seat G Y M bag onto bed then climbed in .I sat on the portta pottie pulled the toiletstool over and started having a bowel movement then a wee then another bowel movement ,after five minutes I was done ,reached forward tore off three sheets of toilet paper fron holder on door and wiped then another three the two.
I stood up and pulled up my pants and jogging bottoms suddenly I neede another poop so sat back down ,farted then pooped again I pulled the slide so it would fall into lower tank as I wee the bowl contents fell into lower tank I sat for a few minutes then wiped again and dressed.
I got back into drivers seat and carried on to the laundry put clothes into m/c powder money then went back to van .the bowl of the pottie was soiled so I CLEANED WITH THE BRUSH AND A BOTTLE OF WATER .I went back to laundry collected washing then continued my journey to the G Y M
I arrived home half hour ago and have just emptied the pottie ,it was very heavy an awful lot of poop in comparison to wee!! the pottie I put two table spoons of soap powder and two litres of water from the water butt and wiped down the seat and outer surfaces.
Thunder
To Iris
Iris, how did you get on at the music festival? Hope you got some enjoyable and pleasurable relief, I have been to many music festivals but do not go now, getting too old. I had no trouble at all with going number one and two and really enjoyed it. I love to sit there. Just let it come out of me. I sit there and take my time.
One music festival I went to annually you did your business in wheels bins Like you would have at home for the garbage the toilets were up in the stage fashion so the bins could fit under the actual can you sat on with the bin under you . When you went to the toilet as you went up the stairs onto the stage you're on public display, I thought it was very funny. In the actual toilet cubicle there was a drum of sawdust which is shovelled into the toilet after you had evacuated . When the wheely bin fills up sufficiently guys and girls come and take them away and replace them with another bin. Those bins are emptied out and they make good fertiliser. I would've loved to have some of that fertiliser, imagine what was in it.
There was a movie on Australian TV which has made on an extremely low cost budget so much say the writer had to act and his own father played part of his father. The movie was called Kenny. It was about a man who was employed empty portaloo etc and taking away the waste. A little after that movie was released. I went to music festival when the fellas came with their tanks to empty the toilets that were given heroes welcome. You got Elvis Presley was there. Such as such is Australian toilet humour.
Let's know how you got on.
Thunder
Annie
HUGE soft poop almost 2 hours after breakfast
Got up this morning about 8:15, went to the washroom (peed), brushed my teeth and went upstairs for breakfast. Had a homemade soup with green leaky vegetables, pork I think, light brown balls (don't know what they are) and grains of rice in the soup. My caregiver told me to drink most of the soup first (pick up the bowl, tip it to my mouth and drink it) then take small amounts of food on the spoon. It took a while to eat but I finished it and took my medications afterwards. Stomach was very full.
A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop and I could tell it was major. Grabbed my Walmart bag, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, stepped outside my room, put those flip flops on, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, 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 soft poop. It was a lot. Finally the last of it came out and I reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper. Pushed back my sleeves first, grabbed the toilet paper, put the Walmart bag on the floor and took some toilet paper. My caregiver gave me a full roll the other day. Took the toilet paper in one hand, put the toilet paper roll into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and got to work wiping. Wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and started wiping my butt. It was really slippery and messy. Yuck. Wiped until the toilet paper came back clean. Lifted myself slightly off the toilet, put the toilet paper into the toilet and stood up. Pulled my beige high cut underwear and black sweatpants up, turned and looked in the toilet.
Wow! There was a really long, somewhat thick soft poop in the toilet. I don't know how many feet long it was but it took up quite a bit of the toilet bowl. Phew. No wonder I have felt so uncomfortable. I'm not 100% empty yet but that was a hell of a crap! Flushed the toilet and it went down fine. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands, picked up the Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light and left the washroom. A good crap so hopefully after lunch I can go again. Went into my room after taking the flip flops off outside my room and turned on the light first. Put on the flip flops in here, dried my hands on the towels in here and now writing this. That was much needed. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping!
Annie
Sunday, September 8, 2024
Tricky
A Late Night Restaurant Stop
It was 2012. I was driving down a highway heading home from a job assignment. It was about 9 pm. I hadn't eaten dinner yet and I was seeking a cooked high-protein meal that wasn't fast food. I found a local restaurant to the area a hundred miles from my home and stopped there. They weren't scheduled to close until 10 pm, so everything was still operational and I wasn't knowingly inconveniencing any employees at the very last minute. Perfect.
A cute early 20-something waitress took my order, smiling at me. She was a red head with blue eyes. She asked me where my parents were at and I told her I was alone. She asked me what I was doing out so late. I mentioned to her I was on the way home from work, and then ordered an alcoholic drink. She thought I was a teenage kid and expressed surprise upon discovery that I was older than her, saying, "I'd have never guessed!" . I ordered my food as well, then went to the restroom to pee and wash my hands.
The Mens' room was a very cramped two urinal one-stall affair. The first thing I saw when I walked in was someone siting in the stall. It was a handicapped stall with the toilet in the very back of the stall far from the door and mounted on the left wall, its user clearly visible on the can from the side through a massive gap between the stall and the door of about 3-inches that was less than 5 feet from the entrance where I stood at the doorway. Seated looked to be a brown-haired boy of about 17 with shaggy hair, hunched over uncomfortably and staring forward, blue jeans and boxers all the way down to his ankles, and his hands holding his black shirt to cover his frontal area. I looked away out of instinct and respect for his privacy and immediately headed to the first of two open partitionless urinals, the sink located behind and 90 degrees to where I now stood peeing, mirror facing the stall.
Not 5 seconds after starting my torrent of piss(I probably drank a gallon of water in the afternoon to reverse my dehydration and this was one strong piss of many), someone walked in and stood at the urinal next to me, a man in his 50s. He casually stated in a volume that could be heard anywhere in the Mens' room,
"Andrew, how long are you gonna' be?"
The voice from the stall awkwardly responded, "I don't know, maybe 10 minutes? I'm not feeling good."
From the stall, just after that comment, I heard explosive farting and the sound of diarrhea.
*BRA-A-A-A-A-a-a-a-a-a-P-T* *plup-plup-plop-plut-plop-plop-plop-blupt*
"We'll be in the car when you're done."
"Okay."
I let out a fart of my own.
*RORT-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t*
Both of us stood there urinating as I focused directly ahead and downward of me, and hoping the guy standing shoulder to shoulder with me did the same. It was an embarrassing place to be peeing for sure, but I was tired and let that fart slip out on purpose simply out of apathy and the fact that pressure in my lower GI tract had been building all day. I just heard worse coming from that stall, after all, and was done making myself uncomfortable for the day since I was already tired and hungry. My urinal neighbor did a good job pretending he didn't hear that.
The middle aged man at the adjacent urinal finished before me, and after I zipped up and flushed my pee, the stall user was clearly visible through the mirror as I waited for the older man(presumably his father or uncle or something) to wash his hands at the sink. The gap in the stall was large enough that not much was left to the imagination so to speak, and I wasn't even trying to look. The user of the stall was faced forward, pretending that no one could see him, slightly hunched, pushing. I looked down at the sink while I washed my hands, finding the setup very awkward.
I returned to the table where I sat. I didn't note when the stall occupant left the restroom or pay attention to what went on in that area, as I was seated far from it, and never saw that boy again. Here I spent the next 45 minutes gorging myself on 2 entrees, an appetizer, and a dessert. I was hungry because I had been on my feet working all day.
I was cognizant of the fact that I also didn't poop all day because I got dehydrated at one point in the morning, there were no public toilets or porto-potties anywhere near the job site(you had to drive 20 miles out somewhere, or go in the desert which was okay for peeing but which made pooping problematic due to no coverage or privacy). I was hoping this meal would get things moving again.
The same waitress came back with my bill around 10 pm when I was the last of maybe 2 customers still present. I paid it, left her a generous tip, and as I stood up, I immediately felt cramped in my lower GI tract, without warning. I knew a meal would loosen things up, but usually not that suddenly, and I thought I could make it to a gas station down the road perhaps 15-30 minutes later and poop there. But no, I now had to poop, really, really bad, and it was going to have to be here or it would be too risky to drive.
As I headed to the restroom, I could see the staff scrambling to clean up the restaurant for closing time. Thankfully the restroom was empty. I really dreaded pooping here, but had to go, and figured the customer volume was so low I might not have anyone accompany me here for the duration. My goal was to get in and get out, quickly. I hurried to the stall, latched the door, dropped my pants to my upper legs and covered up as much of my butt with my underwear as I could(knowing that obnoxious gap made me visible in spite of my futile effort to use and latch the stall door), and proceeded to feel the sensation of this hot stick of a smooth, girthy, buttery, hard, stinky caramel of Satan work its way out of my posterior without effort.
*plshmfptshlupftplshfwertshlupft-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t*
Not 30 seconds later, the door opened.
I looked to my right from where I sat out of instinct and it was that same waitress who served me food earlier that I just left a generous tip to, mop and bucket at the ready.
"AAHH!" she screamed, then said "I should have knocked first. Sorry."
We didn't make eye contact, but the door quickly slammed shut before she said sorry. I saw her face and without trying she could potentially have seen me just as easily as I saw that kid an hour or so earlier. Awkward.
I continued pooping, but this event made my bowels shy and my anus puckered up. I now had to push this big, sticky, wide mess of a turd out with significant effort instead of simply letting gravity do the work, making a big, sticky, wide mess all over my ass. And it took time, because this intrusion disrupted my state of relaxation and made me tense.
5 minutes later, there was another knock and the door cracked open slightly, no one looking in.
Same female voice. "Is anyone still in here?"
I answered, "I'm here."
A pocket of gas involuntarily slipped out of me, as the turd was lodged halfway out of my butt, reverberating about the room for a second or two.
*plooot-t-t-t-T-T*
She then responded, "We're about to close and I need to clean up. Can you please finish?"
I checked my watch. It was now about 10:08 pm. I was in here for almost 10 minutes or so.
I was so embarrassed. I was almost certain she partially saw me on the toilet minutes earlier and I knew she heard that fart.
I awkwardly answered, "I still need a few minutes."
"Okay."
The door gently shut.
I heard arguing outside the door.
Her: "I can't clean it yet. Someone's taking a crap."
Some dude: "Well why didn't you say so?"
As I was pushing this turd out, the door opened again some 10 seconds after that exchange. A male worker of this establishment, a 30-something balding fat man wearing this restaurant's uniform, came in and washed his hands and removed his apron. We locked eyes through the mirror, as he smiled and quickly looked away.
My anus finally relaxed again and everything quickly slid out.
*BLOOP-T*
I felt pounds lighter now.
I was wiping while he finished up at the sink and left, looking down at his hands as he washed them trying to avoid looking at me on the toilet through the mirror. The paper was this horrible industrial dispenser with 1-ply of extra strong but never absorbent tissue, and it took probably 10 passes or more. No matter what I did, I always had brown streaks coming from my perineum region, and my butt was nearly hairless. There was a lot of poop smeared there initially that was mostly gone by the 3rd pass, but it still proved to be worse than I thought it would be. After about 5 minutes of tortured wiping, leaving my butthole feeling raw, stinging, and on the verge of bleeding, I felt confident I wouldn't leave skidmarks in my underwear and decided to get out, even though I wasn't fully cleaned and was still returning brown smears with each wipe. I didn't want to bleed after all. As I was buckling my belt after pulling my pants up,
*knock knock knock*
Same woman: "Is anyone in here?"
"I'm done."
I flushed the toilet, expecting the worst, but it went down. I noticed my deposit left a bunch of dark-brown smears all over the toilet bowl. I felt guilty, but I was in a rush to get out and let her clean.
As I unlatched the stall door and exited the stall, she came in and brought the mop and bucket, starting with the urinals as I washed my hands at the sink.
She casually commented, "I'm sorry about that. I should have knocked first. Usually no one's in there when we close out."
I responded, washing my hands, "It's okay. This wasn't the first time such a thing happened."
I was actually quite embarrassed, but was trying to make this less awkward, since she just acknowledged what she walked in on minutes prior, likely having seen me on the can with the sides of my butt exposed, and having heard some of my noises. There was nothing left to mystery regarding what I was doing in here, and it was very awkward. Especially since I just paid her and the restaurant to serve me food and tipped her well.
As I was drying my hands, she headed into the stall where my deposit left thick smears upon flushing. I could hear her quietly laughing at what she saw, whispering, "God that's so f---ing gross." She immediately flushed the toilet again, followed by spraying it with cleaning solution, followed with air freshener.
As I left, she said while still scrubbing the bowl with a brush "Sorry, I'm not judging you. Drive safe out there." I heard the toilet flush again when I got about 10 feet from the entrance. But the balding guy who walked in while I was still mid poop smiled at me as I left the entrance of the restaurant, saying, "Please come back." as he emptied the trashcan. It was such an awkward parting, but if it was any consolation, I never saw either of them again. The food was very good, but the restaurant just wasn't near enough to me to justify a return visit, and I didn't like that awkward restroom layout.
An hour or so later, I found I wasn't even fully emptied and pulled into a rest stop an hour or so later. Luckily, alone. Wish I could have waited long enough, as it had stall walls that went to the floor, and doors without side gaps. The toilet paper was about the same, and wiping after that hurt quite a bit.
Sarah S
Questions for Martin
I was wondering if I could ask you some questions Martin, about your situation, because I can understand and sympathize with why it would stick with you having to take some stinky poops in front of friends and family.
1. Did you ever ask anyone in the bathroom to leave when you were pooping?
2. Did anyone in the bathroom ever specifically comment on the smell or did you notice it yourself?
3. Did anyone in the bathroom comment on anyone else to do with your pooping?
4. Was it just pooping that bothered you or was it anything else (the noises you made, farts, peeing etc.)
5. Did you poop at school or in public growing up, and if you did it, was it to avoid those embarrassing intrusions.
6. Did you ever talk to those people nowadays about them being in the bathroom?
7. Did you ever go into the bathroom while they were pooping?
8. How did those people get into the bathroom was there a lock on your door you could have used?
9. Did you talk to that girlfriend about your experiences you had, and did she encourage you to poop with her around, did you tell her you had to poop?
10. Did you think your poops were stinkier than other people and is that what caused you embarrassment?
Thanks and look forward to your answers and hope you feel better about it and thanks for sharing
STEPHEN . P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
I slept in camper last night had a wee many times .The alarm on phone sounded at 06:30 switched it off went back to sleep .I woke at 09:00 sat on edge of bed for five minutes .
I put the toiletstool in front of the THETFORD 265 pottie ,pulled my pants down and sat on pottie with my feet on the stool,I had a wee then after a few minutes had another wee.having now sat for five minutes I pushed and done a NUMBER TOO ,UNFORTUNATLY I had not put any paper on back of bowl.
The back of bowl had a been soiled by a large amount of poop which I had to clean with a brush.I wiped with the ELSAN BLUE toilet paper mounted on the door. Thank the lord I have healthy bowels.
I went into house into kitchen had another two satchets of LAXIDO THEN TWO CUPS OF TEA
STEPHEN.P
This morning the I was woken by the phone alarm at 06:30 ,silenced it had a wee in the bedroom pottie the went back to bed .I woke at 09:00 farted pulled down my pants reached for the ,I OAKLEAF bedpan and mounted it .
I had a wee then after a short interval weed again I put my hands firmly on the bed and pushed relaxed then pooped, the next two minutes was weeing and pooping I sat and relaxed for a few minutes then dismounted ,laid on my left side and wiped with four sheets of shades kitchen roll.
I pulled up my pants slid off the bed picked up the bedpan ,it was now 09:10 so went downstairs the pan I took to the bonfire it was full and I guess about six pounds.I pulled the four sheets sixteen pages of metro newspaper and the contents went into the bonfire .the pan was then rinsed under the water butt and left to dry.
I went into kitchen filled a beer mug with luke warm water and put two satchets of LAXIDO POWDER into it then drank .I then had my usual mugs of tea washed then brushed my teeth
stephen.p
campervan poop
I have just had a second NUMBER TOO today this time in the campervan using THETFORD 265 portta pottie not much but it was nesasary ,
I have now pooped in the van seventeen hundred times over the past four years and now getting low on toilet rolls.My purchase of forty toilet rolls four years ago was thirty eight pounds seventy pence, Today my order of forty rolls has cost me Forty one pounds and eighty pence.
I do enjoy pooping in the van on the ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE as I am very comfortable and feel my Bowels moving it takes less time and paper.!!
Post Title (optional)reply to Emma two
I have pooped a thousand times outdoors always squatt about twelve inches from ground and push . the poop is always bigger as it has a straighter route through the bowels and less distance to fall.
I use three or four sheets of TOILET PAPER as my rectum stays cleaner.
when I have driven or sat for several hours I find it very benificial to squatt and poop even if it is only wind.!!
Alternatively LAY ON MY BACK HANDS ON MY HEAD and push (sometimes a newspaper under my bum)legs pulled back . When I have farted pooped and peed and feel done move my body to the right and drag myself across the grass
Catherine
Have You Ever Wondered?
Hi! I really do not have much to add, but the exchange that I had with Sarah made me think of something to write to all of you. It's a question, but there's more to it.
So, we know that every human being living today, ever has lived, and ever will live will have bowel movements. They will have to defecate. They will have to find a toilet and hold it until they make it. Everyone. They will have to clean themselves. And then they will do it all over again. Every. Single. One. Of. Us.
We all know this. But have you ever wondered how a particular person experiences their bowel movements? Do they struggle with constipation? Do they have loose stools? Do they smell bad or have a moderate smell?
Then, do they know what it's like to have a really massive poop? Do they know what it's like to have explosive diarrhea? Do they know what's like to do a really long log, or a really smooth snake?
Do they enjoy it? Do they hate it? Do they think it's healthy? Do they think it's gross? Will they shamelessly go in public or will they fight the urge until they are alone?
I mean, when you think about it, we all defecate. But we all defecate differently.
I would always think about others, maybe because I'm an only child. I didn't have brothers and sisters.
Here are a few people that I've thought about, male and female, that led me to this:
1. I loved Christopher Reeve in Superman.
2. President Clinton and Hillary
3. The Obamas
4. Laura Bush and her girls
5. Nicole Kidman
6. Natalie Portman
7. Amy Adams
8. Plus models like Sarah Slick, Fiona Falkiner, Ashley Graham, Michelle Olson, and Alexandra Gregorek.
9. Dwayne "the Rock" Johnson
10. Steph Curry
There are so many more. But I see people and wonder just how they poop.
Do you ever wonder how other people poop?
I would love to hear from you!
Love to all!
Catherine!
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