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Has anybody ever had a farting contest? Me and my husband have them sometimes and they are so much fun.


School gym poop

So last friday at school I didnt had history last class because the teacher wasnt at school(btw im in eight grade). Except I had another PE class because we were already in our PE chlothes and the gym had enough room for another grade. In the first PE class I got the urge to poop but I didnt wanted to go because we only had 2 toilets in the locker room and the toilets didnt had a door for privacy, just a short wall betwen them. But the urge got stronger and in the second class I decided to go and poop. My class mates were all outside playing football and the only problem were 4 boys from 6th grade that had PE at this time every friday.
I was scared that they might need the toilet but at that moment I needed to poop very bad and had no choice. I came in the locker room and sat on the first toilet because it had toilet paper. I started to pee and as I was finishing a fat 6th grader came in. He came to the toilets and sat on the second one. He started to poop and as I had no other option I started to poop too. It was very embarrassing but he was also farting while pooping so I felt more comftarable. We both finished and then he found out he had no toilet paper. He was embarrassed to ask for some so he just got up and pull up his pants. As he was standing up I saw his butt was very messy, but it looks like it didnt bothered him. I finished after he left and went playing football.


Sharing a toilet!

Hey guys, I got a story for you today!

First I will answer some questions!

- thankfully I am usually the first one to the dressing room so I have never been caught in a situation like that! I still have 3 more years of hockey on this team so I am sure it is bound to happen! When it does I would probably try to sneak off or I'd just yell it out loud "I have to poop!"
- I have gone in a trash can before but never the floor to be honest!

- before a game it usually takes me 5-10 minutes and at home usually 20 minutes! I am a slow pooper lol
- I usually fart during the beginning and end, not usually in the middle of pooping
- I do have those kinds of stories, I may share one soon!

- oh ya I always have to pee after games.
- I always pee and then poop, I can never just poop lol

- I can't imagine anyone beating chloe in the size of her poops!
- and thanks for the advice! I don't usually get sick but I will make sure to do that!

As always thanks for the questions and comments! <3

So this story still involves my hockey girls but not at the rink but one day when we went out! So it was a Friday night after one of our games, we all went out to go drinking, typical university girl thing to do :). We were all dressed pretty casual and ready to have a good time. I remember most of the night, I usually don't like to get super drunk. I mostly stuck around with 2 of my teammates who are also rookies on the team, I will call them abby and liz (short for Elizabeth). Abby is around my height, brunette, and an athletic build (everyone on my team has an athletic build lol). Liz is very blonde, and a bit taller than me and abby, both girls are extremely pretty (all my teammates are :) ). We were having a great time, we met some boys ;) and were doing some dancing. All three of us went to the bathroom a few times only just to pee and everytime we went we noticed girls were missing the toilet, especially when pooing which was quite gross lol, there were 3 stalls and for some reason the closet stall to the door was a mess, the toilet seat had poo all over it the toilet wasn't flushed and poo on the ground. The 3rd time we went in there this very pretty girl who had to be a little older than us went into that stall. Next thing we saw was a really thick long drop on the ground and her let out a big sigh of relief, wipe and come out and wash her hands. We were very surprised and did not know what to do in that situation, so we just ignored it lol. The 4th time we went to the bathroom I had to poop. I told Liz and Abby and funny enough they both had to as well. There were 3 stalls and none of us were going to use the 1st one no matter how drunk we were, but we all really needed to go! I ran to the third one, abby ran to the second one, and liz was desperate, she barged into my stall and begged me to share with her, normally I wouldnt but the alcohol made me not think twice about it lol. Abby was already pooping, it was like it was hailing in her toilet Haha. I scooted over a bit for liz to sit with me, we were both on there butts touching and while leaning forward with our hands on the walls of the stall. I could feel liz starting to push while I was pushing. A big wave of liquid poo came out of me while liz was pushing out a big log, I know this because I looked back lol. I was having diarrhea and I kept checking to see if I splashed any on her butt but thankfully I didnt! I farted a few times and felt empty as i just released a whole lot of pure diarrhea, alchohol tends to do that to me! I stood up to wipe and liz finally pushed out her long log, I looked at it and it was super long, it went down the pipes all the way up to the toilet seat! I passed her some toilet paper and we flushed our mixed poop down the toilet, abby finished up too and we continued our night like nothing happened! I am not sure if she remembers but it was a weird bonding experience to say the least lol. Anyways that's my story, it's a bit different but it goes to show how close our team is lol!

A bit less detail on this story since I dont remember too much of it!

Thank you for reading!
Hope you enjoyed!


Crapping in a suit

This happened when I was in like my second week of my 9th grade year. It was picture day where the school hired a photographer to shoot every student. Unlike my friends, my parents insisted that I wear my suit to school that day. They are conservative and wanted pictures they could send out to family members. As for me, I hadn't taken a crap at the high school yet and with four days worth of crap in me, I knew what was coming.

My parents were already off to work when I woke up. I showered, put my suit on, took out the tie, but since I didn't know how to tie it, shoved it into the bottom pocket. My friend Shelly was the first person I saw as I walked into school. She and I have been friends since first grade and I've bailed her out a few times and she owed me this one. As she lifted my shirt collar and put the tie around my neck, I was impressed by how fast she was. That was important because we were less than 10 minutes from the bell, I was sweating bad, and my four-dayer was knocking at the door. And I told her frankly that I needed the crap. (I've got some future stories on how I had helped her in emergency situations, too).

I hurried across the hall to the nearest bathroom. The only cubicle with no privacy that was not in use was the middle one. I used it. I flushed the yellow-watered toilet, dropped the seat and my trousers, and just as I seated myself I figured out what was so awkward. I was sitting on the back of my coat, and the tie, which was longer than my equipment, was laying over my equipment on the front of the bowl.

I stood up just as another glob of crap was hitting the bowl. Not only did it scrape against the bottom of my coat, I got an extra splashback or two. Because I had pushed a little, a couple of trickles of piss had landed on the back of my tie. Out of anger and frustration, I reseated myself, then realized how dumb that was, so I tried to calm down--although I was now obviously tardy and my parents were going to get a robo-call because they had not called me out ahead of time--and I tried to break down what I needed to do since a lot more crap was knocking. I took off my coat and there I was standing with it when this older student came in, saw me and smirked a couple of times before going to the urinal in front of me. Putting the coat over the left panel didn't work for more than 10 seconds. And twice it fell off the right panel.

Finally, I folded it over and laid it on the floor farther from the toilet where it wouldn't get stained by some spots of urine from earlier users. The urine boy turned, again snickered with his left hand and used his right for an obscene gesture as he slowly walked out. Just then Shelly texted me about how it had gone. She's always been so sensitive and non-judging. She told me to flip my tie up over my shoulder which I immediately did. Then with my equipment against rather than on the bowl, only one strong push rocking push forward was needed to get the first of two mega-pieces out of me. Both were as big as good-size bananas. Then came two much softer bursts of crap.

Out of respect for not clogging the bowl, I flushed and while I was waiting to retake my seat and doing the mega-wiping (that was another five minutes and pretty much filled the bowl) I did my third flush. As I was standing and catching my breath, another student came in followed by a janitor. The janitor checked out the supplies, put the information into a palm pilot, and smiled and told me to have a nice day as he walked out. When I got to the attendance office, however, I was 30 minutes late gave me a doubly-sarcastic "I guess you got a slow start today!" Then she stamped my tardy check for 8:30.

My parents were somewhat understanding, but said I needed to get up earlier and have my craps before leaving home. Shelly told me she only has to crap at school like once a month. For me, though, over the past three years it has been about once a week.


In Remission

Hey guys! My abnormal poop pattern has spontaniously gone in remission. I'd have to say the diarrhea/solid pattern has gone away for a little over a week now. Since work is still a struggle, I suppose this poop oddity was just some strange thing I developped. You know, poop can be a mystery sometimes. In the mean time, I continue to enjoy listening to some familiar sounds from the adult blind rehabilitation center I graduated from, etc. I even play music that I associate with something there, because I became really attached to it. Luckily, since that particular object has a computer voice, I enjoy it in a different way now. I have a question now for all toilet lovers on the subject of forming attachments. Is there a special toilet you like to listen to, and if you couldn't enjoy it physically, would you record the sounds? i'd have to say my favorite toilet was a double flusher, but I'm not a really big fan of toilets as far as liking them as a hobby. I still continue to sometimes listen to bathroom stuff online.

Saturday, May 18, 2019

Jasmin K

Getting caught and pooing help

Hey long time since I've posted but my meet today got cancelled so I thought I would post about 2 poo events.
You might remember when I posted a while ago about my best friend Chloe and I sneaking into the toilets adjoining a function room in a certain London hotel and having a poo competition - well since then we have done that several more times at that hotel and at the 2nd to last time we got caught..As we were leaving a rather embarrassed red faced young manager stopped us and asked 'are you residents in the hotel ? No use lying as the next question would have been room number so I was honest and said No we're not we are just passing through.. Both out us giggled at the insinuation of the word passing as we had just passed huge amounts of poo. He then said I notice you have just come from the lower floor function suite, what were you doing down there ? Chloe said - nothing much we just used the toilets. The jist of the conversation was that they were aware of what we had done -'several times ( excuse the pun) the cleaners had reported the state we left the toilets In and could we go to his office to discuss this as obviously the hotel had incurred a cleaning cost etc etc.. When we were in the office he asked about the what's and whys of us being in there and we both apologised - for any inconvenience. But added it was the only quiet toilets we could think of and we were both unwell and decided to have a competition to see who could do the most. This time the 3 of us laughed. It was obvious that he was quite enjoying the situation so I asked him was there anything we could do to put things right and said we wouldn't use those toilets again. His reply surprised us when he said ' well if i could watch the competition I could let it happen again.' We shot each other those women to women glances that are an entire conversation and Chloe said - ok we don't mind being watched. I said but we can't today as we just have had a competition. He said well I think we out to go and check the state of the toilets down there. I said TBH it's quite bad - sorry. We got down there and he was practically shaking and so red in the face. As we had done before we had each pooed in a toilet then used a different cubical to wipe in. He said ok let's start with you Looking at Chloe- she pointed to hers and he looked at the bowl contents of a log sticking out the water and lots of pebbles of poo and some softer mush splattered on the back of the bowl, then he looked into mine which was a knobbly log a log that was knobbly and nearly black at one end fading to a smoother dark brown at the other a few chunks and some mucous that sprayed out when I was farting. I said to him ' if Chloe is agreed do you want to see us do it again now - bearing in mind I still had ???? ache and often need to poo again about 1/2 hour after I've been and I had that full ass feeling I thought I could do something. Chloe said ok and we both lifted skirts and pulled our knickers down and sat on an unused toilet and I counted 1, 2 , 3 and we both strained and strained. He was clearly enjoying this and I fired a pebble which splashed into the water along with a jet of pee and a further push and my ass swelled up and bulged out and I went pfrrt and some mucous splattered out. Meanwhile Chloe was dropping pebbles in the water. When we finished we all left and he provided us with refreshments and his mobile number which we might let him know next time. Both of us left there that day very empty and very sore.

My other post is what happened over Easter and this hasn't happened to me for a few years, I was already very constipated before Easter and needless to say I had over indulged on chocolate and on Easter Sunday having had a huge cooked dinner on top of chocolate and again after that I had a sit on the toilet but after 1/2 hour of bum bleeding straining hadn't even done a pebble. My older sister and her 2 kids were staying and she came in the bathroom and said she wanted to get her kids ready for bed which basically meant Jasmin get off the toilet. She asked if I had been and I said no, didn't need to flush and just pulled my knickers and jeans up washed hands during which she sat her daughter on the toilet and just said to her ' do a poo and don't move untill you have ' and sat her boy on the potty chair which stays in the bathroom and said the same to him. My sis started to re do her makeup in the mirror. I went back downstairs and watched tv with my mum. After about an hour my sis called down to me to come upstairs and said to me Now Jasmin you also need to do a poo and took me in the bathroom where her girl was now sat on the potty chair, the boy being in bed and my sis undid my jeans pulled them down and said to me kick them off which I did and then handed me the boots to put on ( they have a wedge sole / platform sole and raise your legs up and come up to my knees ) She then massaged my swollen bum hole through my knickers and whilst doing that said to me you have to do a poo Jasmin and pulled my knickers down told me to sit on the toilet then totally removed my knickers chucking them in the bath. I started straining hard and farted and she just said try harder Jasmin and knelt on the floor in front of me and lifted my booted feet onto her jeans covered legs resulting in me being hard back against the cistern with my bum in more or less a squatting position and pressed my ???? whilst I pushed a log started to emerge stretching my ass hole to the point my eyes watered. I strained and strained edging it out more this fat knobbly log. My sis felt under me and said Oooh Jas its huge you havn't been going every day have you. I said to her my as hurts so much it's splitting me, I could feel the 2 splits I've got tearing open and bleeding. She said Jas you know what to do. I took a deep breath and strained down on it as hard as I could straining and grunting and straining untill it moved and thudded into the bowl. I strained again and some smaller hard bits dropped out. My sis felt underneath and said Jas ur ass is hanging out. I said I can feel more so strained again sending more small pieces and logs dropping in the water. My sis was massaging around my ass and telling me to push harder again when I squirted pee all over her hand wrist. She squeezed the pipe thing hanging out under me and some poo dropped into the water. She then eased my booted feet back onto the floor and she stood and started to massage the small of my back and I strained hard again and some softer poo came out and just kept coming with each push. Whilst I was doing this she stoppe massaging me and check how much her girl had done on the potty chair and said she had done enough and let her wipe and get her pull up on and go to bed.
I had kept trying but no more was coming so I wiped and eased my ass back up inside me and my sis put my knickers over each boot and up to my knees so I could stand and pull them staring up as I get lots of mucous leaking from my ass after it come out like that. I put a second pair of knickers on with a pair of very tight shorts over them, my ass was too sore to wear jeans. I felt much better after that.

Oh a comment to Tammy re Reece and night pooing. This used to happen to me when I was younger particularly when I was constipated and had been on the toilet before bed trying hard to poo and hadn't been able to force any out. It would sometimes come out in my knickers in bed.

Bye Jas K

Jenn T


Hi girl!

SO glad to hear that Reece doesn't have anything major wrong with her. I would definitely look into the probiotics for her AND yourself!!! I'm concerned about you too dear because I know you suffer. You need me to give you a massage to allow all that backed up poo out!! HAHA. Has Reece had any good poos lately? Does she have much gas with her BMs? My Macy is like a machine gun sometimes "giggles". I'm gassy too so we have good laughs over it.

I did want to report (hope it's not TMI) that Macy had a poop this morning before school as I was showering (this is a common thing). When I got out and flushed she had done 2 LONG poos(8ish inches).

Lots of love
Jenn T


The Toilet Trailer

As the amount of babysitting I'm doing increases, I'm gaining more confidence, but there always seems to be something new that happens. Such was the case this past weekend with Malory, a real sweet girl who is 7. Her mom owns a bar and when employees don't show up, she hires me to take Malory at the last minute. Strange I know, but it was like 3:15, I was still at school. I had overeaten pizza and bread sticks the day before and I was on my favorite toilet close to my locker as I was punching out my third crap of the day. I finished fast, wiped even faster, got my homework and halfway ran to Malory's house so I could be there when she got home from school.

Malory's mom had the plans sitting out for me along with a $20 bill. There was a community carnival and parade about 6 blocks from there. Both me and Malory like parades although sometimes the clowns walking the crowd and sneaking up on you can be scary. And a couple times during the hour-long parade cannon sounds right in front of us were so explosive that I almost peed my pants. Malory was working on the cotton candy and I juggled but saved the container of soda we were sharing. Shortly after one of the explosions Malory grabbed onto me so hard she almost knocked me over.

After that we walked over to another street that was blocked off for the games and rides. Like everyone was headed over there. To avoid some of the crowd Malory and I cut through an alleyway and stepping over like a hundred utility cables caused us to almost trip a couple of times. Before I could tell her I was going to need a bathroom she said she was about to burst. As we were getting oriented to the lights and noises of the carnival we came upon the bathrooms. It was something like I had never seen before. There was this long white trailer about the size you would see being pulled by a truck on the highway. You walked up a two-plank wooden ramp that wasn't that sturdy to get to it. Then you would wait for one of the 15 or 16 doors built into the side of the trailer to open. And this was the ladies restroom. I think there was another trailer behind it for the guys, but we didn't really see it.

Each of the doors had a really wicked looking lever on it. Luckily I was there because it would have been a bit higher for Malory to reach. Like others near us we waited for a door to open and a person to come out. I tried to keep Malory's mind off her situation which was getting more desperate. She put her hand into her yellow shorts a couple of times because of the pain. Then the door opened. It was almost thrown onto us by this angry lady who was pushing her little boy out while scolding them. She said he was taking too long, they were getting bitten by the flies and other bugs, and that he had to work on his aim before starting school in the fall. He was crying. Without looking at the seat I knew what that meant. It was splashed to the max. There was no toilet paper or sink. Just this rather high toilet with a circular black seat that didn't quite fit it.

Space was very tight. If either me or Malory had been overweight we would have stuck together in the humidity and stench in there. Immediately she told me she couldn't use it. I knew we had to get our job done and out of there otherwise we were going to melt. And I knew about the anger of some of those behind us in line. I dropped my jeans and took the seat. it was wet, of course, but I wanted to show Malory that sometimes you just have to make the best of it. I was thirsty and I took a few more swigs of the soda from the container as I sat and placed it on the floor because Malory was still working on the last part of the cotton candy. Within a few seconds she heard my stream start and I sighed in relief because I knew she was hurtin' and I didn't want her to wait too long. I think I peed for about a half minute. I got off the stool, stepped aside and just as I was taking the cotton candy from her to hold, I heard to fists hit the door. I wanted to throw the door open on them and as my step-dad says cuss them out to the max! They are so insensitive and have no class... but then it came back to me that I would be making a bigger mistake.

Even though she was in great pain, Malory was reluctant to get up on the toilet. I told her to do the same as I had done which she did. I could see she was scared. Standing in front of her as she sat I leaned over and pulled a couple of tree burrs our of her hair. I wished I had a hair brush with me but I tried to keep her mind off the embarrassment by telling me what she liked best about the parade and setting the order of the rides we were going to buy with the family pass I had in my jeans pocket. After a couple of minutes I too was surprised because the tinkles of her pee were slowing down and the look of frustration came off her face. She got off the seat and he clothing up so fast it reminded me that he school probably is tough too on tardys to class.

Both us us were happy to open the door and we bolted out of there and down the ramp. We enjoyed the rides and having some concessions food that stuffed us. We got back to her house after dark and we had no trouble falling asleep. Taking a hot bath helps me and I suspect her, too, to get to sleep. Saturday morning when we were explaining our experiences to her mom, her mom seemed surprised that I had allowed her to use the toilet trailer. Why use such a dirty bathroom when you could have walked back her to use the toilet and then gone back and enjoyed the carnival? Malory's mom seemed to be critical of me for the first time. I was surprised. I thought we did the best we could considering the circumstances. My mom agrees with me. I guess I just need to get more experience.


To Whoever

Hello to whoever posted about never pooping in public: too bad you had a shitty day at school (literally). I had diarrhea once in high school, and I never shit on the seat, and wall. I don't know who you are, but welcome. Here's something interesting. Once after finishing up at the dentist, and recovering from laughing gas, I had to pee after going out to eat some time later, and had the runs while my lip/chin were still numb. I don't know if laughing gas can give you diarrhea, or if that was just a coincidence. I do know however, that for me it didn't give me the giggles. Instead, I felt I was just chilling out while relaxing.


to Tammy

Hi, I'm Lavah! I used to post on here a lot about my struggles with constipation. (Apologies to everyone for going away! I've definitely still been lurking! Maybe I'll try to post again soon!) I'm so sorry to hear about Reece! I think it's great how supportive you're being! I grew up with my mom constantly having to give me massages and hold my hand while I'm trying to poop. Her openness and kindness have helped me to not be ashamed of my body's natural processes. I'm not afraid to grunt when I'm having difficulties or confide in my friends about how constipated I've been. Having help and support makes extreme constipation so much more bearable! I hate to hear that you know the struggles yourself, Tammy, but I'm glad that Reece doesn't have to feel so alone! Us constipated people need to stick together!

Best wishes to you both! (and everyone else on the forum!)


Dear Tammy

I tried to read your post but my English is not good....but I understand basic. We are happy that it is no serious disease! We can't give you advice, because too far away, but we hope and hope that your lovely girl will feel better soon and able to go to loo! We send a best wishes to you and Reece.

Love from Mina and friends


Dear Sophie

If you use your phone when you are in loo, please wash it with wet tissue after (only a little bit wet is OK), to kill bacteria. If you don't do, you can catch bad stomach disease, like noro virus.

Love from Mina


To Molly A.

Thank you so much for appreciating my post! I'm glad that you're interested in letting someone else pee in your couch. I was wondering though, when you asked if there is a difference in the smell and the staining, are you hoping that there is a difference or that there isn't? I would have to say that i haven't really noticed a difference in the smell itself, but its hard to say really. I would just say that it keeps getting better and better since Kara started peeing in it, but it could just be because there is more pee in it in general. I will say this though, when Kara does pee, she almost always farts too, so the combination of the smells when she's relieving herself are nice. I do really like Kara a lot, and i'm glad that she is doing this.

Thursday, May 16, 2019


I have been catching up on messages and was interested in several of yours, including the last. I suspect that arriving home with damp, or quite wet, knickers is not all that unusual for quite a few women. Full floods as you call them must be much rarer, though perhaps not quite as uncommon as we might think.

A year or so ago my wife arrived home looking very flustered. Before I could say anything she blurted out that she had wet herself. As I looked surprised, she said that she had been desperate to wee for ages on the way home and just could not wait. That was a real flood, her knickers were saturated and she had wet streaks down her legs.

We talked about it a little later. I asked if it had ever happened before. She said it had once, going home after a party when she was at Uni. She admitted that occasionally when she had to hold on in urgent need of a wee she leaked a bit and arrived home with her knickers a bit damp.

Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Mina great story it sounds like Hisae had to poop and a lot to I bet she felt good afterwards and as always I look forward to your next story thanks.

To: Annie From Taiwan great story about your big poop.

To: End Stall Em great story it sounds like you both had good poops.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Curious Cody

Jeci's missed appointments

Recently my girlfriend Jeci went out for some Sunday evening drinks and suggested that I come as the designated driver because she wanted to unwind between studying for her college final. Half-priced drinks are appealing to those of us on limited budgets. I remember Jeci taking an exceptionally long time in the bar bathroom while I was waiting to leave with her. When she got into the car she said something about fully "draining her tank" and me not having to worry about her having an accident in my bed. That told me she was staying over and was kind of arousing. She and I hit the bed immediately and when we awoke we had slept through the alarm and in a couple of minutes we had to gather our stuff up and I had less than 45 minutes to get her to campus where she had to write a two-hour final.

We turned onto the radial highway, came upon a resurfacing project with a detour quite a bit out of the way through an industrial tract, and Jeci started to panic. She told me her missing her morning pee was now an issue and there was going to be a mess. I looked and she looked as we drove but there were no open stores--nothing. Finally at the top of the hill I saw a faded sign for a do-it-yourself car wash. I told her many of those have a toilet and tried to encourage her to hold it as we weaved through several parking lots to get there. This building looked as bad as they come as I sped toward it. I told Jeci I didn't see a bathroom door. Just two wash bays that had been recently used but no one was around. Jeci jumped out while the car was still stopping. She ran to the far bay. Yanked her jeans down and squatted like she was about to sit in a chair and with some bouncing around she had her hands on her knees as this gusher came out and out and out. It was impressive and when I complimented her back in the car, she said she was almost aligned with the main drain, but missed. I kissed her and told her I was glad it was over. She said she was, too. But as we finished our drive to campus she said she hoped there weren't surveillance cameras on. Then that started to worry me, but nothing's happened yet. When me and my sister Jill were growing up at home mom always reminded us of our morning bathroom "appointments". I guess there's no way of getting around that.


To Jenn

Hello again! You are so kind. I appreciate the sentiment and concern for my babe. She's had an emotional week and has been sluggish at school. I think it's because of all the stress she's been under the last few months with her bowel movements. I want her to feel better poor thing.

Anyway, I actually asked Reecie about sharing her personal info on this support site. She does not know the name of the site nor will I allowe her on it, but I wanted to be sure she was okay with me sharing her results with this community. She happily agreed and says hello! So the results of the stool sample came back negative for any parasites, or any other stool related diseases. This was a major relief for me, but her ped says he strongly believes her to have early onset childhood IBS based solely on the history of it in the family (aka me) and her poo struggles. He says we will have some follow up tests and possibly a colonoscopy but he's almost sure. I was very positive with Reece and told her how I'd be there for her. But To be honest, I cried when I was alone knowing how hard it is and will be. Her ped suggested stool softeners (She has since had progressively harder and harder BMs and the night pooping has almost stopped due to her constipation). She hasn't gone since I last posted. He also suggested a high count probiotic! I got her some so hopefully it will help her belly.

I'm so sorry if I've over shared, I just have no other place to vent. I feel like a bad momma but I want to support Reece. I told her if she needs any help at all even if it's massaging, sitting with her while she tries for a poo, that I am happy to help.

I love that you got to bond with Macy! She seems like a sweet mamas girl and I love that she's confident enough to let you join her in the family bathroom.

And also, I am a part of my neighborhood gym but I hardly go admittedly. I should go more often! In fact, you've encouraged me to visit more. I know exercise can ease difficult constipation so I'll have to get back into it.

Thanks again for listening, Jenn. You are the best! Hugs to you as well!

Talk soon.


I have been catching up on messages and was interested in several of yours, including the last. I suspect that arriving home with damp, or quite wet, knickers is not all that unusual for quite a few women. Full floods as you call them must be much rarer, though perhaps not quite as uncommon as we might think.

A year or so ago my wife arrived home looking very flustered. Before I could say anything she blurted out that she had wet herself. As I looked surprised, she said that she had been desperate to wee for ages on the way home and just could not wait. That was a real flood, her knickers were saturated and she had wet streaks down her legs.

We talked about it a little later. I asked if it had ever happened before. She said it had once, going home after a party when she was at Uni. She admitted that occasionally when she had to hold on in urgent need of a wee she leaked a bit and arrived home with her knickers a bit damp.


Dear Sophie

I translated your story about Chloe and competition for my friends. They laughed! But Kazuko said, she never want to do such kind of competition. You want to know why? Because she is like Chloe and she is sure to win! We all poo very big, but Kazuko is always champion.

She said, she doesn't want to win! She wants to buy jeans and shirt and panties for Mina and Maho and Hisae, but she feel guilty if we buy for her!

We told her, we never do such kind of competition, so she can do biggest motion without feel fear. Competition is fun for some people but not for us, we decide. But we want to read more competition stories from other people on site! Thank you Sophie for nice story!

Kazuko went to loo and stayed long time and did huge motion, Chloe have to buy jeans for her maybe. She cried a lot with doing the motion so we all hug her many times, we take turns to hug her while she do. We said to her, "we don't do motion now, we do tomorrow!" She smiled with crying.

I hope everyone in this site love Kazuko. She is so sweet and lovely!!!

Love to everyone

Your very own Mina[ppe]

Tuesday, May 14, 2019



Oh man, the same thing that happened to your sister happened to me when I was in 8th grade! Wetting accident in front of a whole bunch of people. Except it wasn't a powerpoint presentation, it was a a choir recital, the first time I had to perform a solo...singing in a group with the others I was nervous but basically fine, but when I stepped up to the microphone by myself and looked out at the audience who were all looking back at me, I guess I just got overwhelmed. I couldn't remember what I was supposed to do - it was like my whole mind was just buzzing with static. I didn't even realize I had lost control of my bladder at first because I was so numb with panic.

Then after a few seconds I came back to myself enough to feel the pee running down my legs! Very embarrassing! Our choir outfits were long black dresses so if I'd been able to stop immediately I might have gotten away with it, but I was still kind of shaky and not totally in control of myself, so pressing my legs together didn't stop it and I ended up making a puddle. I guess our choir director noticed what was going on because she got up and started walking towards me, which jerked me out of my state of shock and I was able to run offstage.

Afterwards I told people I'd just had too much water to drink trying to stay was true I had drank water right beforehand so my throat wouldn't get dry while I was singing, but that wasn't actually the reason. Before my solo I was at "oh, I should probably get to a bathroom in the next half-hour or so" levels of needing to pee, not "DANGER WILL ROBINSON ACCIDENT IMMINENT" levels. It really was just stage fright.

Anyway, tell your sister it could happen to anyone. I never wet myself like that again, if it makes her feel any better. I did definitely make sure to always go to the bathroom immediately before I went on stage after that! And people at school didn't give me a hard time over it - my friends teased me a little, but not in a mean way, and everyone else just seemed to pretend it never happened - so hopefully nobody makes fun of her. If they do you can just tell her that they're jerks!

Oh, and if she's been having accidents more frequently, has she gone to the doctor? Sounds like it's probably stress, but it could also be a UTI or something.

Sonya Sue

Moving Shit

Last Saturday morning my friend Cameron wanted to start extra early in moving his stuff from his dorm room to his off-campus summer apartment. So he comes by my convenience store at 6 a.m. when my shift is ending and I'm going in to have my morning shit. He's knocking on the restroom door after I had been seated for only 5 or 10 seconds wanting me up and in the truck immediately. I gave in and all the time we were driving to his dorm room we passed a number of gas stations that I would have loved to have been shitting at. But my discomfort was growing. We got to his dorm and two hours later with everything loaded up, I asked to go in and take my shit. He said now was not a good time, but because he was stressed, I held it in. We got to his building, and he backed over a couple of curbs and an extended sidewalk (which didn't help me fight the urge to hold it in) and before long we were jointly carrying his large screen TV up two large flights of stairs and then moving box after box of stuff up to his 3rd floor apartment.

I pointed to the bathroom with its door open as I made my 3rd or 4th trip with boxes into the kitchen. Cameron said since he was risking a ticket for parking illegally, I should hold off my shit until everything was in. In addition to my bowel discomfort, I had hit my hand on a door jamb and it was swelling, turning blue and there was a little blood. I started thinking "you##############! and contemplated breaking the two shelf bookcase I was carrying over his f#####' head. But after everything was in, I started toward the open throne and while unbuttoning my jeans, he came up to me, grabbed my arms, and said he couldn't trust me shitting in his toilet. You see we had shared bathroom privacy at our dorm and seeing each other going to the bathroom, Cameron reminded me that I had stopped up those institutional-style toilets several times with my big craps. He said the pipes in this old apartment building would not be able to take my shits. I pointed out to him that his precious bowl had handled several shits since the white both under and above water level was pretty badly stained, as was the inside front of the bowl.

So while I was suffering, behind the door he was peeing away and I was getting madder. Cameron likes to f### around with me because we are attracted to one another and have worked together in drama productions both in high school and college. I showed him it was 11 O'clock and I demanded the lunch he promised me. I told him exactly what I wanted and was very precise, even writing the main things down. So while Cameron drove down to the store, I was intending to throw myself onto that toilet and vacate that shit I had been holding for more than six hours. I turned the light on, pulled down my black jeans and undies, and just as I was about to drop my butt onto the seat, I saw a safety pin about 2-inches long floating at the top of the water. I thought "You F@@@@@'B@@@@@@! He was planning to catch me illegally shitting.

I had to think fast. A lot of the things that cross my mind can't be printed here, but I walked downstairs to the porch to consider my options. Immediately I saw directly across the street where they were renovating one of the buildings. In the alley there was a green satellite portable toilet. None of the workers were there. A wind storm I guess had toppled one of the fences. I walked right up to the door, opened it, was seated and blasting out my shit within seconds. The time invested on the cool, steel seat was more than worth it. I knew Cameron would be coming back soon so I sacrificed my underwear for toilet paper and a little tucking over and under got me four swipes of my butt. I dropped them on the side of the toilet, put my jeans back on and ran across the street to the apartment. Within a couple of minutes Cameron came in with a bag of lunch in his left hand and a six-pack in his right. I remember mocking him before opening my sandwich because he said he had to "wash up." But I knew what he was in there for.

Jenn T


Hi again!

I feel so bad about poor Reecie! Sounds like she might already have IBS like her momma "BIG HUGS! to BOTH of you!! Such a tough thing for a little girl to have to deal with. Have you ever considered going gluten-free for either of you?? They say it does WONDERS for overall energy. Probiotics are good too. Macy takes them daily..that along with her eating well and playing softball and volleyball, It helps her take BIG BMs.

Recently we were out in public and she had to use the family restroom at Walmart.I went inside with her just so I knew she was alone and safe ya know? She just played on her phone just perfect as normal(making grunts and noises...TMI) as I stood by the door. A nice bonding experience!

So you asked about her periods. Fortunately they aren't too bad. She doesn't really talk much about them. They usually last 4 or 5 days I think?

Do you work out or anything Tammy? I belong to a 24 gym and workout 4-5 times a week!

I'll keep you posted and look forward to your next update

Thank you so much for your support

Lots of love
Jenn T

Sunday, May 12, 2019


To Jenn

Hi again!

Awe, thank you so much for your support. I just try to make it through each day. It's hard but I get through it. I mainly try to stick to having BM's at home where I'm comfortable enough to make noise, grunt, squat, etc (sorry if that's TMI). But I do have my fair share of stories pooing in a public bathroom lol. Anyway, I'm glad I found this community because it makes me feel less alone. I'm also a single mom so it definitely makes things harder.

Anyway, enough about me! Reecie has not had her period yet. While she's comfortable talking about her poos, she seems to clam up whenever I mention her getting her period soon. She has grown in some pubic hair as well as now uses a training bra so I have a feeling it's coming. Which is funny because I didn't get my period until I was 15. But who knows. I know it depends. And speaking of periods, how did Macy handle getting her first period? Did it affect her poos at all? Does she have heavy bleeding?

Also, wonderful advice. I actually just took Reece to a new pediatrician to see if I could get a second opinion about her unfortunate poos in her sleep. He seemed to jump on the issue a bit more urgently than her other ped did. He had Reecie take a poo sample which she was of course embarrassed about and needed me to help her. Poor thing, it was a disaster. He offered to let her take it at home because she couldn't get herself to poo in the doctors office bathroom. I think it was nerves. Anyway, she took it at home (basically you have to poo into this thing called a "hat" and collect a bit of the poo and seal it off to bring to the dr. I really don't know if it was nerves because we were home at this point, but Reece seemed very constipated which is not like her at all. I left her alone for a while but came back to her crying with part of a BM out and part of it in. I felt so bad for her because I know the struggle with constipation. I am worried though because constipation has never been a struggle for her before. But I do worry too much. Her doctor will send the poo sample to a lab and also expressed his concern about IBS especially since I have it. I'm hoping it's just a phase Reece is going through. My momma heart feels so bad for her. I just want her to have fun like a normal girl and hang out with her friends. But we'll see. I'll keep you posted.

Thanks for the support, Jenn! I really appreciate it!



Today I learned you should not fart while having to pee.

During lunch break, me and the co-worker I mentioned in my previous story, Heather were talking. I really had to pee, but I didn't exactly feel like getting up to go use the bathroom lol.

While we were talking, I felt the urge to fart. So I leaned over and let loose. As soon as I farted, I felt pee come out of me and go into my panties. I gasped and looked at Heather who had a combination of looking shocked while also smiling. "Did you shit yourself again?" she asked, referencing the time I farted and pooped my pants in her car aka my previous story.

I shook my head and said "No, but I peed a little". I actually found this situation funny and was trying not to laugh because I knew that if I laughed I would lose control and fully pee my pants.

Heather started laughing as I got up and went to the bathroom. I'm thankful there wasn't a wet spot on my pants. That would have been embarrassing!

When I got back from the bathroom, Heather said "So now you farted and pooped yourself and farted and peed yourself. Will you fart, pee, and poop yourself next?"

I hope not lol.



Does anybody else get those bad farts on the way to the toilet or when they have to go? It seems a lot harder to not pass gas when you're desperate. Anyone else feel the same?


Questions for Sophie

Hey every! I'm not new to the group, but I haven't posted in a long time and I don't even remember what name I used before. As my title says, I'm jumping in on the trend of questioning Sophie. Lol.

Anyway, I've enjoyed both of your stories, Sophie. Now for my questions:

1. You've talked about how you usually poop after games, but do you usually have to pee really bad after you play? I'd imagine you have to stay pretty hydrated.

2. Do you usually always pee when you poop, and if so what happens first, do both happen at the same time, etc.

Molly A.

To Callie

Your post was amazing! I was wondering about something though. I too let my kids pee in the couch, and i also let their friends do it too when theyre over. I was wondering though, since you also let the mom pee in the couch, as well as yourself, have you noticed any difference since then, like a difference in the smell or in the staining or anyting like that? I'm actually considering letting one of the moms pee in the couch too, if she would be willing to do it. I've always liked her, and she has always been open to the idea that i let her daughter pee in my couch, and so i decided that i really like her and i would really like it if she peed in my couch too. If you, Callie, have any suggestions, or anyone else on here who is interested, please respond and let me know. I really like this woman, and so i am really hoping that she will do this. Thanks!


Resting on the toilet

Last month I made some pretty good money making the long drive home from my college during spring break because it was also vacation week for many of the school districts in our city and I had a full schedule of babysitting assignments. I might be different from some, my parents say I am, but when I'm driving alone I like to drive at night. I make much better time, I don't have to wait in a 10 minute line at a truck stop to check out my coffee, pumping gas and even wait at a rest area while a van full of athletes relieve themselves. When that happened last summer my final 5 minutes in the crowd had both of my hands on my butt literally holding my crap in while my eyes scanned under the cubicle doors for foot movement, loud pee streams into the water, or occupants standing and turning to flush.

So on my recent trip I had stopped to fill my coffee mug (didn't even take a minute!) and I had about half finished it when I saw a highway rest area being advertised. Since no other vehicles were parked there and it was well lit, I decided this was going to be about a 15 minute pee stop. I walked in fast and confidently, carrying my coffee, when my eyes for some reason were on the middle of about 10 toilets. These doors were half-size, but I'm half-size and was the smallest in my high school class, so I slide-latched the door, laid my coffee mug on the floor, dropped my jeans and undies and took my seat. It was a couple of minutes before my pee began, probably because the toilet was one of the highest I've ever sat on and my feet were dangling by more than 6 inches off the floor.

My eyes were stinging a bit and I was rubbing them before taking another swig of coffee when I heard the footsteps of a child come running in. She ran past me and dove into the door of the toilet on my right. There was a big crash and I was surprised it didn't bounce back and hit her. She didn't do anything to secure it. She had pink bear ???? on and she dropped them and I heard a couple of squeaks as she positioned her hands on the seat to boost herself onto it. She had a lot of swing in her legs and it sounded like she almost fell off once as she yelled for her mom. She did that about four times before the mom came in smoking a cigarette and telling the girl she wanted to see her "production" before flushed. The mom took the next stall, was seated for only about a minute but had the noisiest pee. The mom didn't flush or wash her hands as she stood in front of her daughter and finished her smoke. The girl jumped down, the mom looked in and complimented her "production" and then tossed his cigarette butt in. She missed the bowl and it landed just under my left foot.

There was no hand-washing or flushing from either of them. I took another five minutes or so for my break and then got back on the road. I did flush and wash my hands, though. But I almost forgot and left my now-empty coffee mug on the floor there.


Questions for Sophie

Sophie I'm 17 and play soccer poops even before games for me is common. 3 questions

How long does it usually take you to poop either before a game or after or when your at home.

When u poop how often do you usually fart at what points of your poop do they usually happen.

Do you have any stories of poops you have taken when u first wake up


For Sophie

Thanks for answering my questions, Sophie! I enjoyed reading your answers. I just have a further question tho! Have you ever finished a hockey game where you had to poop and although you plan to run to the washroom to poop before the coach comes, she is already there and talking and you just couldn't avoid her? And if she takes a long time, you really can't hold your poo any longer! Has that ever happened? What did you do in that situation?

And have you gone on the floor before either because the toilet is in use or is really far away that you can't hold it that long?

Look forward to your next post!!

Friday, May 10, 2019

The reason why i will never poop in public !

It was a PE day at my school and of course i was on my period and during that time of the month, i get the shits. We'll this month in particular was bad as my stomach was really playing up.
Anyway, i was sitting in lesson and i felt my stomach was extremely painful and for some reason my ass hole felt like it was on fire, so as any person would do, i asked to go to the toilet. But when I started pooping i had realised i had been a long time. As i go back to class, a new girl decides to get paired up with me. Trying to hold my shit in, we'll I was struggling. I just couldn't stop farting. It soon came the end of my lesson and i finally went to the toilet for the third time.
As i got into the toilets, i noticed there were other girls i the toilet, in desperation i still pushed for my shit anyway, but i farted loudly instead. So i thought to myself, i cant do this now, these people are laughing at me. So as i stood up off of the toilet to wipe, i had to push again but before i could sit down, i had shit all over the toilet seat and wall. My face just went red with embaracement so me being me, i decided to just go. Apart from when i had finished and went to flush, the toilet with some splattered diahorreah in, didn't flush but instead it flooded. And to this day i have never shit in school. After i came out of the toilets i phones my mum and told her i needed to come home to poop so she told the school i have a dentist appointment &#128514;.



To Graeme: That was gross that you sharted, followed by fully shitting yourself. Worse yet, you had to ride to Dairy Queen in it to face others in the same predicament! I'd say the worse humiliation I received was in elementary school, because my teachers thought I was soiling on purpose when I actually couldn't help it. In fact, it was so bad I was crying, and Mom had to come to the school! That was one of the issues I dealt with due to my cerebral palsy, but luckily, I've grown out of. Some of my poops were loose this morning, but just as before, I've been peeing in the afternoon, and evening. I didn't have to pee when I took my shower today. Afterwords, I knelt on my bed to feel my old big tactual picture hanging on the wall. The raised design I think is a boat. I don't know the color of the velvet-like material that the raised design sits on, but it's as beautiful to me as the boat. To Hisae: beautiful poop story! Bye!


Questions answered!

I am glad you guys enjoyed my story!

- 10 million dollars is a lot! I would definitely try my hardest to hold it! Eating properly would make it so much harder lol especially with all the fiber I eat! After the 2 weeks I would def be taking a laxative, the relief would feel so good! I'd feel bad for the toilet though lol
- I'm pretty sure chloe regularly poops 1-2 times a day
- chloe's poops are huge everytime we've pooped together they've been really big, I don't know how the toilet flushes them all the time lol

- I usually poop before or after games, it's usually because I'm nervous or exercising got things moving inside me lol, but to answer your question yes I have before
- There are 3 periods which are 20 minutes each! Those 20 minutes don't include the time when the referees blow their whistles which stops the play and clock! I do live in Canada lol but hockey is popular all over north America even in southern states! It's also popular all over Europe and Russia!
- this has happened multiple times! I usually just run to the bathroom before the coach comes in so she can't tell me to wait lol
- My next story is about a party I went to! I'm planning on posting it soon!

Anonymous person?
- I'm often just on my phone while pooping, either on social media, texting, facetime, replying to comments on here ;) or anything else I feel like lol
- I have pooped in a porta potty before, it was at a festival and I had diarrhea lol

Thanks for the questions and comments!!! I really enjoy answering them and seeing that you all enjoyed my story! I will post my next story soon! Byyyyye :)

Steve A

To Sophie Plus A Question

Nice Story

Even though I'm familiar with rookie initiations, I've never heard of anything like that before. I bet you'll never forget that experience. You may even be in the same situation as Chloe someday.

My only question is: Back in high school, how was it different from college when it came to everyone else being as open as you are?


Not Bad

Hi folks! my poop wasn't too bad today. I did a nice one after breakfast, and some sloppy stuff which stank a bit later. After going home from the Killeen Training Center, I had to pee. I've been spending the rest of the day doing things such as playing with my moo box (old noisemaker probably from the 90's or so), playing music, and when it comes to my bathroom needs, just peeing. To Simmee: what a wild story! I'm glad at the end of the school day you got your crap out.



Sorry everyone, your very own Mina is bad lazy girl again. Maybe I never end this bad habit....? I had nice loo experience with Hisae in middle of April. She said me, why you don't tell to toiletstool site? They will enjoy. So I tell.

It was 17 April. I slept with Hisae in green flat. We had big breakfast in morning like we do always, and after, Hisae sat on the loo, like she does always. Off course door open, so at washbasin, I can see her if I look in mirror.

About ten seconds after she sat on loo, six loud heavy plops. I don't surprise, because Hisae usually do motion first, and very soon after she sit down. So I smile into mirror and she smile at me. We are accustomed very much to see each other on loo but even that, it is fresh experience every time!

But she didn't touch washlet button after she finish wee. She stay quiet. I don't see so quiet Hisae often, she always bounce everywhere in flat. But this time she is quiet very much.

After 5 minutes, I hear little o-nara, it means fart. I said Hisae, "you are long time today!" and she said, "I want to stay, I feel I don't finish." Very rare! Hisae is always quick on loo. I smile. I am happy to see she relaxes. It is good to relax on loo, Hisae always hurry too much.

Soon, another o-nara. I finish make-up, so I squat down next Hisae and hold her hand. Suddenly she moved forward and her beautiful bottom domed out, and five large turds rush out high speed! They were beautiful!! Very light brown and beautiful shape. I have to make efforts, I don't want to cry now after do make-up. Hisae's bottom domed out again and 3 little balls come out, plep plep plep in loo water. Then she said, "I finish! It is good feeling! Minappe I love you." I squeeze her hand, she washed her beautiful bottom with washlet and I dried her long time and carefully. She was more than 10 minutes on loo but because we are early bird, lots of time, so I sat down on loo.

My bottom became to be impatient while Hisae relax on loo so my motion also came out soon and it was very huge, about six heavy plops. Hisae squat by me but after my plops, she moved to washbasin for make-up and we smiled each other in mirror. Hisae on loo 10 minutes is very rare but me it is always 10 minutes or more so no surprise. I did wee and flushed, but of course don't move, I know I don't finish. When I feel feeling in bottom I signal to Hisae and she came. So she could see every my motion. At end it was soft very much, strong bururururururu with big volume and big smell, but Hisae said, "so beautiful!" I said, don't make me cry.

Next burururururururu was small one and last one. My motion size and Hisae's motion size about same I think. But Hisae's was very beautiful shape. Mine was mess. But it's OK, I think. Most important thing is health, not beauty of motion. We both feel good feeling with healthy bottom. We gave to each other hug, but only quick one so we don't cry.

This is not so interesting story I think, but I hope you enjoy. We enjoy motion time on loo every day (sometimes one of us doesn't go, usually Maho or me). But if I tell you every day you say, oh no not Mina again, so I tell only sometimes....

One thing I want to say big voice. When I see my friend do motions, my love stronger. Maho and Kazuko and Hisae are so so beautiful when their bottom dome out and produce huge motion! It is very hard not to cry! I am stupid girl.... (But Maho and Hisae and Kazuko say same thing about me.)

To Anny: I never do motion 3 feet long but if add all together, maybe three feet, I think. Hisae's 11 turds were about 9 - 10 cms. So a bit more than 3 feet? But Japanese have very long intestine....

Love to everyone from Mina and Hisae + 2

P.S. This week I am with Kazuko. Every day when she is on loo for motions she has so beautiful happy smile. Her motion face is the most beautiful face in the world!


Poop disaster

15y, male
I was riding home from a movie with a bunch of friends and one guy's mom.
I was in her car and I started feeling like I need to go bad. But this drive wasn't that long and I was with a bunch of other people so it was fine. Ten minutes later I'm almost home but sharting like every second. I must've had a stain on my boxers by now, and it smelled really bad. No one said anything but they knew it was me. I was wearing light grey Nike basketball shorts. Then when I was getting out of their van, I exploded. Not loudly, but my butthole felt warm and then sloppy poop started coming out. It fell to the ground on my driveway as I stumbled to the garage door. I ran fast while holding a hand below my butt to stop the poop from falling out, but by now there was a huge bulge and presumably a massive stain.

When I got inside the house, I was relieved to remember that my family wasn't home. I started to run to the bathroom when I realized my older cousin was here, visiting, which I completely forgot about. I said hi as a ran past him, and he said "pooped your shorts?" And I didn't know what to say so I said not yet and then continued running. But he ran after me and tackled me. Then he rolled me over and poked at the back of my shorts. I could hear the squish that it made and I felt the warmth of my poop. At this point my bladder exploded too, so to avoid getting my pee on the carpet I rolled over, feeling my poop smash against the floor. The piss violently streamed out of me and formed a huge dark stain all over me. I got up and ran to the bathroom but my cousin was already there. He made me sit down and talk to him. He said "tell me how this happened- were you just standing there and then you soiled yourself?" I nodded. "Lemme see that stain again" I got up and turned around. Without me knowing, he took a picture and then showed it to me. The damage was worse than I imagined. My shorts were brown all the way down well past the crotch. We're going on a trip he said.

So I got in his car and we went to Dairy Queen without me changing! Just when we arrived my friend texted me saying "don't think we didn't see you poop yourself... damn that stain tho" when we got out of the car there were lots of people there cause it was a hot summer day. The pee on my shorts was super noticeable so I tried to hide it with my shirt. It didn't work. Some dude came up to me and said 16 year old pisses in his shorts at Dairy Queen. And another muttered "dude you shit yourself" I asked my cousin if we could go but he said no. Then I saw one of my friends there. To my surprise, his white basketball shorts were stained brown on the back too. Not as bad as mine, but definitely noticeable. I walked over to him from behind. He turned around. His crotch was soaked! "Yeah completely destroyed these new shorts today." He said looking down. "You?"
"Just... accident you know" I replied. He nodded and and said "yeah the guys playing basketball with me all wet their pants too." He gestured to his left. I hadn't even seen these group of boys but yeah their shorts were really wet. One gut had blue shorts on that looked black, and one guy's real nice Nike elite (red) were ruined with piss and shit, and another had pee currently dripping from his black shorts and his socks were stained yellow.

Weird town I tell you.

Reply to schoolboy

how did you become poop buddies and how come you aren't shy about pooping in front of him, is he the only person you will poop in front of?

To schoolboy:
Well me and Alex have been friends for a long time now. Ever since we were toddlers! But when we were younger I had to use the toilet in front of a lot of people because I was rather difficult to potty train and I was always having accidents

Alex has seen me naked (below the waist I mean) many times since we spent so much time together as kids and were neighbors. I recall a few times this happened. Well I remember there was a party at his house once and my mom changed my diaper right there out in the open.

Also he would come over at random times sometimes and my potty was in the living room so sometimes he'd come over and I'd be on the potty so he'd see me. I even remember finishing up my poop session and my mom wiping my privates and bottom while we were having a conversation! But I really didn't mind. My privates were never really "private" and I was frequently exposed. So I got used to the idea of my vagina and butt being seen very early, and others being there when I peed and pooped.

He on the other hand was always more shy about it and he'd make a big fuss when I'd see him on his potty or being changed. He still is embarrassed (mainly because of his size I think) but he knows I don't mind.

I'd poop in front of others too, depending on the person though.

Truck driver
Offen I have to sleep in the truck. Then I often have to go to toilet in the bushes. Just pull down throusers and squat and poop. Many others also do. Not only drivers. Tourists and others too. Funny to see adults squatting. Sometimes embarrassing.

Jenn T.


Hi again girl!

First of all BIG HUGS to you for all the suffering you go through from going poop. Although I'm sure you feel MASSIVE relief when you get done :). Fortunately I've never had many problems going to the bathroom in my life. Since my teens I normally have one good sized BM a day. I try to watch my diet and get exercise daily. Hopefully your dr will find the right medicine for your IBS soon!!!

To answer your question Macy got her period when she was 11. She's already developing into a young woman (if you know what I mean :)). She's not especially private about her bowel habits with me at least, I've always periodically seen her have her BMs. Maybe she'll be even more open since I brought up the conversation the other day we'll see???

So Reece sounds like a beautiful young girl...I feel so bad for her pooping herself in her sleep. Her dr needs to be performing tests or something because it's not within the realm of normal to poo yourself in your sleep!!!! Something doesn't sound right to me!! Please have her checked out. Has she gotten her period yet?

Keep me posted

Lots of Love
Jenn T


To peter

That's awful, poor thing :c
My advice would be two things. 1. Control her anxiety. Make sure she is super prepared next time and develop ways to make herself more comfortable when she's up there doing her presentation.
2. Lighten up about it! Everyone has accidents and nobody can judge u for peein in your pants when you're scared. Try to make light of the situation and if anyone laughs at her it, just tell her to try and laugh it off. Heck sharing a story or two with her could help her out to. That way she knows she's not alone. Seriously I do it too, and when you're scared, is a natural reaction


More on Shirelle

I've been as busy as ever with my school, activities, and, of course, volunteer tutoring both before and after school. I'm trying to bond better with Shirelle, a new girl who moved in this quarter. She's the youngest student I tutor. Like a few others, however, she can be resentful of the required after-school tutoring because sometimes she is not the first to sign-up. Therefore, she has to wait an hour or so after school for me to get to her. And she's very frank about the attitude she shows: she doesn't like to crap at school. She absolutely hates it. Since she's not in sports or other activities, until she was assigned to me, her conflict was with her brother with whom she rode home. Like her, he also hates to crap at school so with the two of them you have both holding their crap in until they get home.

I know last month that Shirelle really poured on the drama when she took her first crap at school. We were in toilets next to one another and I was surprised with the amount of hostility she holds toward others. Afterwards when we got to our tutoring session, she became more manageable. I just feel it's foolish to try to hold off a natural event and blame others for the obstacles in your path. For several years, I've had at least one crap a day at school, plus at least two sittings for a pee. Sometimes, if I'm going to be in a lengthy meeting, I'll pee before it so there won't be an emergency. However, I got done with Shirelle about 5:30 p.m. Her brother abandoned her and went home right after school for Happy Shitting so I volunteered to drive Shirelle home. I was almost out of gas so when I stopped to fill up my tank Shirelle became almost unmanageable and said her anus was about to burst. As I swiped my card at the pump, she became more profane and disrespectful. So I told her where the toilets were inside and ordered to her go in and crap. I told her there was no way she could make it in normal life outside of school without having the skill to use a public bathroom.

When I got done pumping, I only had to wait for her for a couple of minutes. She came out with her phone that she put in my face. What it showed was a toilet with a black seat and most of the bowl filled with soft brown crap in several formations. The time identification showed it was taken only three minutes earlier. I hope Shirelle has finally learned her lesson from this experience. I then went in and took about a 10 second pee because after I was to have dropped her off, I had to do some shopping and my 20 ounce soda an hour earlier would be in need of coming out.


Accidents and underwear - reply to Abbie

Hi Abbie - I do remember similar moments at school, especially when leaking a bit and feeling like it would start running down your legs!! I have to admit I've had a couple of full accidents when I've totally flooded my knickers in the last few years. Luckily nobody saw them, all were after I'd been drinking.I normally wear normal knickers but do occasionally wear a thong instead.

Wednesday, May 08, 2019


To Jenn T (again!)


Awe, of course! I'm so glad she's feeling okay and not backed up or anything of the sort because it's miserable. Girls can tend to be embarrassed about poos in general so it's best to provide comfort and support when they need it. Also, if I may ask, has Macy had her period yet? I know that can trigger weird BMs.

Anyway, To answer your question, my IBS is actually quite bad. Like I said before, I go about my life, but it's hard admittedly. I almost always feel like I need to BM but most of the time cannot. I've been in the hospital for manual disimpactions (where the doctors has to manually remove my poo) many times. I've tried laxatives on top of laxatives but not much touches it. I have humongous poos (normally I'd be embarrassed to admit this to people but I feel comfortable on here after reading everyone's stories) that almost always tear my bum hole. So there's bleeding, crying, shaking, sweating etc. during each of my poos. Because of this, I usually only go BM about once or twice a week. My doctor is working with me to hopefully find another drug that works. In the mean time though, I focus on diet and exercise.

Also, you asked about my daughter! Also, this is for anyone else who could be of any help! Her name is Reece and she's 10. Up until the last 3 months, she has been perfectly normal in terms of BM habits. Also, as a side note, she is very open about her poo habits probably because of me having IBS. We frequently talk about how our poos were/are ect. Anyway, She has good sized poos (usually pretty big and soft), she normally goes at least once or twice a day. But just about three months ago, Reece started having poop accidents in her sleep. They started out as just skid marks and I would hear her running to the bathroom in the middle of the night to have BM. Shortly after, though, she began to go more and more in her panties at night while she was dead asleep. And I'm not talking diarrhea in case you're wondering. She has *BIG* relatively soft poos that end up smashed all over her panties and all over the sheets. It's a mess to clean up and she wakes up really upset, crying, and embarrassed. She's almost 11 and loves sleepovers but has not attended any or had friends stay over lastly because of this. Her doctor recommend having her have a poo before bedtime but she can never seem to. It's wearing on Reece and I and she is frequently late to school because of the clean up time.

If anyone has any advice, lmk. I definitely need it. And Jenn, please let me know how your little one is doing!


Sophie! Great story few more questions!

Awesome story about your pooping contest with Chloe!

That reminded me of another question. Hypothetical...

1) If someone legitimately offered you 10 million dollars, would you be able to hold in your poop for two weeks while continuing to eat what you normally eat?

2) Do you know how often Chloe usually poops?

3) Are her poops usually big like yours, or was hers big that time only because she wanted to win that bet?


Comments to Sophie

Hi Sophie, I loved your story!

Have you ever been through a hockey game without pooping or using the bathroom at all, either before, during or after the game? How many periods are there in all in hockey? I don't know much abt hockey at all! I suppose you live quite north to play hockey?

Imagine if the coach continued to talk on and on after the game and you just can't hold it anymore; what would you have done? Has this situation ever happened before?

And I would love to hear stories of other occassions from you such as at parties and etc! Please keep posting!!


Making up for my daily craps

At one time I had a crap once pretty much every day. If I got up early enough it might be at home. For example, last summer I would sleep in and then take my crap at the beach at about 11 a.m. or noon. I didn't have much privacy, the bathrooms were probably not the most sanitary, but the sit down, push, wipe, flush and back to soaking up the sun worked well for me. This year at my high school, huge with more than 2,500 students, crapping has gotten progressively worse. I've become much more self-conscious of asking to leave class or study hall, having others eye me down as I walk out and later come back in. I get ultra-frustrated seated on toilet finally, when my crap was knocking an hour or so before that and no longer wants to come out.

Last Saturday I was at a softball tournament to support two friends who were playing for the city championship. Between games I felt some bowel activity coming together and after a 10 minute wait my turn finally came up for a portable potty. You could tell others had been peeing because they were out within a minute or a little longer. The seat was metal, plenty hot, but I was on it for I heard 'Others are waiting B####' and other nasty things. All I had been able to get out was a small piece the size of a piece of hard candy. On Sunday I tried once at church and once at the mall, but others waiting in line while I sit with no action on my part make me feel somewhat conspicuous.

While I can pee with good ease, even when necessary in a door-less cubicle, crapping is nowhere near as easy. It takes longer. It frustrates me. So Sunday evening when I was doing my homework I took two laxative tablets. My thinking was that what it said on the bottle would be true. Also, I'd seen commercials of women taking it at bedtime, and getting good results in the morning before they started their day. So I finished my worksheets and fell to sleep due to the boredom. Dad woke me up at 7 a.m. and reminded me that I already have a couple of tardies to school. I moved fast, pulled out my nice loose-fitting pink dress, jumped into my red undies and I grabbed my bookbag and made a run for it without evening taking my pee.

There was about 5 minutes left before the warning bell when I ran up the 20 some stairs to the main entrance of my school. I thought I did a good job of dodging around those clogging the halls because I could feel a double need just below my waist. I ran through one doorway into the girls room, but I couldn't go farther. Totally jammed with legs under each toilet and with others at the sinks and mirrors. I backed up fast to go through the door on the other side and almost knocked a girl over with my bookbag. I apologized softly but she still cussed me out as I ran for the other side of the bathroom. Not a nice way to start my day. Then I got lucky. There was a girl exiting a door-less cubicle, she had flushed and it was mine!

I tossed my bookbag aside, dropped my underwear fast and then used both hands to lift my dress, just as my butt hit the seat. There was ample toilet paper that I eyed on the roll as my pee started immediately and I could feel my crap making a commotion. Then there was the warning bell. To myself I used a word my great-grams use to say caused her to get a mouth soap-out experience. No time to even flush, I cut off my pee stream, made myself presentable and ran for 1st hour. I was fast enough just to close the classroom door as the tardy bell finished.

I briefly got situated for my biology lab and told my lab partner I needed to make a quick trip to the bathroom. Ally wasn't exactly happy that I needed time out of class and when I walked up an talked 1:1 to our teacher, she said I could have just five minutes, plus something else which I took as negative and personal. Now I was on the 2nd floor and I hurried as fast as a could through two hallways. I stumbled and almost fell on the two steps leading into the bathroom. There were 6 cubicles; only 2 had privacy doors and there were legs under each. I was still a little shaken from my stumble. The seat was down, it looked like there were a few splashes of pee on the white seat, but I still decided to use it. The bowl was pretty yellow, but I figured I was nearing 2 minutes. As soon as I had seated myself I felt a pain in my right ankle. I spread my legs more widely, made a push for about 15 seconds that took my breath away, and I was able to squeeze out 3 pieces. Each was about the size of a flashlight battery. No time to wipe or flush. I rushed back to class and knew Ally was waiting on me. Our teacher was at our bench too and demanded that we get started.

Having been in discomfort the rest of the hour and knowing there was zero chance of me finishing my crap off during passing periods, I now couldn't wait to get up to History on 3rd floor and get permission to do a longer sit in the beginning of 2nd hour. Our teacher was setting up to record our discussion that day for some special project and told me to hurry and that I was going to be holding things up. I thought that was amusing knowing the turbulence in my gut. I didn't have as far to run to this time. Also there was no step for me to get hurt on. However, when I started looking for my toilet, the first was obviously taken. This girl was on her knees in front of it and puking into the bowl. I hurried to an open cubicle at the very end of the room. I could easily smell the girl's puke, but when I was pulling my dress up to take my seat, I saw a 2-inch turd, rather soft, that had been splattered by a previous user. It and the puke didn't give me much comfort and I had to make sure my shoes didn't touch the crap. My log this time came out fast and more easily. I allowed myself 2 wipes before I ran back to class where they were waiting for me. She reminded the rest of the class that no one else was going to be allowed to leave for any reason.

For a grade, I had to force myself to get involved in the discussion, but a good amount of my time was spent thinking about 45 minutes ahead where I knew my art teacher would let me finish up on my bathroom needs. When I got to art, I found our teacher was absent and we had to take a test and that no one could start until I got back from the bathroom. I didn't need that stress with my monster crap still knocking in segments. I wasn't as familiar with the bathrooms on this floor and I hurried. I figured within a minute or two my monster was coming out, ready or not. There were feet under 2 of the cubicles and between those bookends there were 2 toilets with no doors. I took the first. As soon as my butt hit the seat my turbulence got started with some violent blasts, followed by a feeling that my anus was jammed with something wider than a flashlight. I steadily pushed the monster for more than a minute, than longer and it seemed like I was going to split my hole. Finally the pain was over and in the bowl. I stood, turned around a saw it. I couldn't believe both the pain and relief I was feeling. There would be no way it was going to flush.

I pulled for the toilet paper pre-cut sheets in the holder on my right. There were only 4 left. I used those fast, knowing that my red undies were going to have a skidmark or two. Then I went back to class and the sub was largely unfriendly and worried that we wouldn't get done by the end of 3rd hour. I knew I could and would get criticized for that too. But for the first time in 6 or 7 days, I was unconstipated. Too bad that it took me so many steps to achieve it.

Question for Sophie

Do u read while pooping? If so, newspaper or magazine? & do u poop in porta potties?


Some Comments

To The Listening Ear: I aggree with your comments to decline a call while pooping. I'd do the same for peeing, because if it was something important (like a business call) they wouldn't want to hear your potty needs then. To Abbie: I'm glad your knickers dried quickly. I didn't have any unusual poos yesterday, but I still had fun! I bought some drinks, a Celine Dion CD, and even this cute penguin from the infant section that has a rattle as well as a squeaker. I call him Squeakers lol! Todays poop from this morning was solid, a bit broken up, and a quickie. Good pooping to everyone, and I'm glad to see new posters. Bye!


Sister wet herself - advice???

So something happened today with my twin sister Wendy (not her real name) and I was wondering if anybody had any advice. She peed herself at school because she got nervous while giving a powerpoint presentation during English class. I didn't see it happen because we aren't in the same class. When I found out about it I asked her why she didn't use the bathroom beforehand because it's not like the bathrooms at our school are super dirty or anything like that. She said she didn't have to go that badly beforehand, but once she got up in front of the class she felt so anxious that she froze up and started peeing. She's a freshman so this is the first time she had to give a presentation in front of the class like that and I guess she couldn't deal with everyone looking at her.

Anyway she's very embarrassed that she wet her pants and she keeps saying she doesn't want to go back to school on Monday. She's also worried that the teacher will make her do the presentation again because it's supposed to be a lot of her grade. I asked her if she thought she'd wet herself again if that happened and she said she didn't think so because she'd make sure to go pee beforehand, but she also didn't think it would happen this time so she doesn't know for sure.

We both wet the bed every now and again, and she's had accidents before, but only like when we're in the car for a long time or something like that where there was a good reason she needed to use the bathroom but couldn't...not just out of nowhere because she was nervous. It's also the first time she had an accident in front of her friends from school instead of just her family or random strangers so she's upset about that. It does seem like her accidents are a little more frequent than they used to be, but I figured that was just the stress of moving (our mom got a job in a new state last summer) and starting high school.

So I don't know what to tell her to make her feel better about going back to school. I was also wondering if anyone had any advice for how to deal with a nervous bladder so she doesn't wet herself again the next time she does something that makes her anxious. Or is possible this is just a one-time thing/freak accident (pun intended)?


Hi Leo

To Leo: I love your question about looking at your efert before flushing. I'm blind, thus I feel my poos as they escape, concentrating on the texture to determine the size, and consistency. Listening is good too, as I can tell between sludge, and pure diarrhea. My poos have been a bit interesting lately. They follow a pattern of being solid, and changing to looser consistencies. It can start in the morning, and go away afternoon. For breakfast, I love to eat sausages, eggs, etc, but if food were to blame, I'd have this happen all the time which I don't. For instance, I ate fried stuff for dinner today, and never passed sludge. I know that IBS follows a constipation/diarrhea pattern, so I doubt that it's that particular problem. I'm struggling for work right now, so I blame stress for the solid/diarrhea pattern. It's not the pure kind, but rather more sludgy. I love telling fascinating stories! I'm not overly concerned, but if you'd like, you're free to leave comments (this goes for everyone else too). Bye!


Toilet visits more common

I started lurking around this site pretty recently and I feel like it's the best place to finally talk about some things that I probably wouldn't talk to friends or family about, whether it be to embarrassing or it be a foreign concept to them.

I'll start off by saying I'm a kinda chubby 19 year old uni student. I've had a somewhat big belly for most of my life, but kinda small arms and legs, so I've started consistently exercising. More scheduled stuff compared to my previous lifestyle. Mainly push ups, crunches, squats, and a jog once a week.

Ever since I started, I've been going to the restroom to poop A LOT more often. It was 4 times today (5 after I post this). Each time, it's always very soft and liquidy, with a large volume sputtering out pretty violently, but it's definitely not diarrhea. It used to be 1 or 2 a day.

I'm mainly just wondering if anyone else has been going through what I'm going through, and maybe tips for a bit more firm and solid logs, cuz I kinda miss them tbh. Haha

Thanks for reading my dumb post
Best regards

Sunday, May 05, 2019

The Listening Ear

Using the phone in public toilets

This is to Aaron.

I think your instincts are correct, and you are right to decline calls when you are in mid-poo. BUT if the guy sitting next to you thinks it's o.k. to answer the phone in there, then he deserves all he gets. I had to laugh at your story.


Questions answered + Another hockey story!

Thanks for the questions! Glad you enjoyed my story lol

- I don't think I'd want to take a pill like that. I really do enjoy pooping, I guess I just love the relief! I also enjoy pooping with friends lol.

- Sports has definitely made me a confident pooper! There's usually toilets in the dressing rooms and when I need to take a dump there's no holding back lol! I do have one story where I had to run back to the dressing room mid game but that's a story for another day!

Brian W.

-The season has ended sadly but our team finished 5th in the league out of 15 teams I believe, and for penalties I think I got around 8-10 so not too bad lol.

Story time!
Another hockey story lol
Also I forgot to mention this on my last post, none of the names I use are actually their real names!

This story took place at our home arena near the beginning of the year. I was still getting to know all the girls on the team, but by this point I considered them all my friends. So there's something this team does called a rookie initiation where rookie players (me since it was my first year) have to do something to be able to be considered part of the team, most hockey teams have this sort of thing and every team has their own unique initiation challenge. Thankfully this challenge was right up my alley, me coming to this school and playing on this team must have been fate lol. The initiation was that a rookie had to face off against one of the non rookie players in a pooping contest! Whoever's poop was bigger won the contest and the loser bought them a clothing piece of their choice! So far only one rookie won so far her name is Laura, she's a really good player and apparently a very big pooper too lol. These challenges happen before a practice. The whole team gathers in the arena bathroom. There are about 3 toilets and the two girls take the toilets side by side and we leave the stall doors open! So I was the last rookie to go and I was up against one of the 4th year players Chloe. Chloe is 5"7 brunette with an amazing athletic figure, she's probably the strongest girl on our team! Anyways me and Chloe enter the stall and pulled down our track pants while everyone huddled around us. I made sure to eat foods that make me poop lol, I was prepared to win. I was so excited for this especially since I was needing to go since i woke up and the practice was at 2pm! As soon as i sat down i immediately started to poop, ever so slowly my poop came out crackling as I sighed in relief. My teammates were cheering me on lol, I've never been cheered on while pooping it was weirdly exciting Haha. Hannah (who is also a rookie) yelled "don't you dare lose sophie!" as my first log made a splash. While this was happening Chloe let out a loud fart and what sounded like multiple logs came out all at once she screamed "holy f*** that felt good" as the older teammates cheered her on. I then released a whole lot of soft poop as I held on to the walls of the stall, this wave of poop went on for 30 seconds I was sure I was going to win after that. I felt like I was empty so I stood up to wipe (yes I stand to wipe don't hate me lol). I looked back and the bowl was just full of poop. There was huge log with a mess of wet poop around it. Laura looked in the bowl and said in awe " Chloe is gonna have to pull a miracle to win" I didn't flush it and threw my toilet paper in the other toilet so the poop would be visible. Chloe was still pooping. I washed my hands and went over to watch. She was holding on to the bottom of the toilet seat, with a red face. I heard her poop slowly sliding out and imagined how good that must've felt, I was envious of her lol. She let out a big sigh and said she was done. She got up and went to the empty stall to wipe we all looked in to the toilet bowl. There were 7 big logs and I immediately knew I lost. The captain of our team Shaye was the judge of these contests and despite my big poop, chloe's load was unbeatable, I can't believe she pooped that much I was in shock lol. Chloe won and we flushed our toilets, but to no surprise chloe's big dump wouldnt budge lol. We had to just leave it for the poor janitor lol. I ended up having to buy her a pair of Jean's sadly, that poop ended up being my most expensive poop lol.

Thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed this wild experience of mine! :)

Jenn T.


Hey Tammy! Thank you SO much for your personal response! I did ask Macy today if she was feeling ok with her ???? because I noticed her big poops. She said that she holds her poop at school until she gets home because the bathrooms are "gross" and she doesn't want other friends to hear if she "lets loud farts" LOL. I assured her that everyone farts and poops and she doesn't need to feel embarrassed if she has to go. I further explained that the more she holds it,the harder and bigger her turds would be. Fortunately we have a good flush on our toilet LOL. I made her promise to come to me if she ever had any questions or problems with her bms because her mom needs to know those things

A couple questions: How do you do with your IBS-C? And if I may ask,what's going on with your girls' poos

I'll keep you posted!
Love, Jenn T



hi this is Ashleigh i want to leaue a nice complement for End stall Erin! I enjoyed your post ! Sounds like Jess and had a good time in the ladies restroom! I hope that you haue a Great Day and therefore may God bless! Loue, Ashleigh

Annie (Anny) from Taiwan

GIANT soft log after lunch

Hi everyone :) Haven't really posted here in a while but I've been busy with doctors appointments, etc so haven't had the time or energy to post. Anyway I've been pooping on a regular basis, 1 to 3 times a day, usually giant soft logs.

I had rice with plenty of vegetables and some meat and then a cup of hot water to wash everything down. Not long afterwards I needed to poop really badly so I went to the WC, closed the door, pulled my PJ capris and boy shorts underwear down and sat on the toilet. I gave a gentle push and a GIANT, soft curved poo flew into the toilet followed by some pee. Wiping was such a long job to get all the poo off. I tossed the paper into the bowl and stood up. WOW is all I can say about what had come out of me! It had to have been about 3 feet long, it was SO big! Holy shit is all I can say lol. I pulled up my capris and undies and had to flush twice to get everything down. I washed my hands and left the WC.

Happy pooping!



Some replies...

Bianca- yes, my knickers dried pretty fast as it was so warm! I know what you mean about loving strong urges, although I do get constipated quite alot so then it isn't quite so much fun. I hope you can post again soon.
Imogen- I didn't really check how big the wet spot was, I could just feel my knickers were a bit damp and I was wearing white ones so it wasn't very noticeable. By your definition I have had quite a few accidents, in my head an accident is when you totally flood your knickers and it ends up everywhere, which luckily hasn't happened to me since I was about six or seven!! I must admit I'm really bad for putting off going for a wee until I'm really bursting, I remember sometimes when I was at school I'd be desperate to have a wee and would be stuck in a queue for a cubicle letting spurts go into my knickers and praying that I wouldn't end up with drops of wee running down my thighs. I always wore a skirt to school and only wore tights when it was really cold, the advantage being I could quickly flip up my skirt and drop my knickers when I was bursting for the loo but I did feel a bit exposed when I was waiting for a cubicle and my bladder was on the point of bursting as I knew that apart from my knickers there would be nothing else to soak up any leaks!! I think that knowing I'm prone to wee spurts and poo poking out moments has been a reason for avoiding thongs at all costs, but even more of a reason is the fact that they look really uncomfortable- I must admit I've never actually tried one, I'd rather wear massive granny pants any day! As you said Imogen, I think a thong and leggings would be a really bad combination for a poo accident!!
I hope you can post again soon, bye for now!!


Q & As

Answers to Steve A's questions:

1. What restaurant foods negatively impact you?
Tomatoes. Adam's parents brought some over on Sunday noon from their garden. I ate two because they were good. Monday morning at 7 a.m. I had just gotten to the park where I walk our two dogs, my coffee triggered a revolt. I sat on the toilet there for 15 minutes while the Ts came out as D and two restless dogs with leashes tied to my ankles as I sat.

2. Have you ever eaten too much fiber in a day or sitting? Constipation relief or diet changes?
Yes, I find fiber helps keep me regular. As a college girls coach in two sports, I also do a lot of exercising.

3. Have you ever added exercise or more water/healthier foods to your diet to deal with irregularity?
Yes, this is something my mom preached back when I was like 13 or 14. She encouraged me to try intramurals and team sports in high school because it would give me exercise and get rid of my extra weight and lack of confidence issues. Now its my career.

4. Do you always check if there's enough toilet paper, before its too late?
Adam teases me about it at home because I almost have my graduate degree, but the answer is no. One Sunday afternoon I had just taken my later-than-usual crap that often comes while I'm at the park, I was all alone and I stumbled with my thong and sweats at my knees into the kitchen to get the first roll out of a new 12 pack that Adam had just bought the previous evening. I grabbed the full pack in my left hand and was at the top of the stairs five feet from our bathroom when Adam opened our apartment door and exposed me for a few seconds to a freshman he was bringing over for a tutoring session. He teased me that full-frontal was not in the intro to poly sci curriculum.

5. Should stall doors be required in all public bathrooms? Privacy?
Yes, that would be nice. But I remember from the two high schools I went to, plus the amusement park I worked at a couple of summers, the toilets take a lot of abuse. Without doors, it is easier for the powers-that-be to police for misuse. Loitering, drugs, vaping, and to discover vandalism ASAP so it can be painted over. The facilities director at my college also says some doors are stolen, for what reason he doesn't know. Privacy would be nice but the girls I coach often are assigned locker rooms with a lot less privacy than when I was their age. It is a societal problem with no easy answers.

Jenn T's question:

Is non-flushing a toilet normal or a behavior thing?

I would put a plunger next to the toilet in Macy's bathroom. Whether you're 13 or older I don't think you want to be the reason why the toilet ran over. At 6'6" as an adult I have some hefty poops and although most are done away from home, Adam and I have a plunger next to our toilet that can be used to not only break up large craps into smaller pieces that will clear the pipe, and in cases of emergency also get the suction going for the flush. On occasion, I also have to remind my team members to flush their poops because the way they leave visitor locker rooms and highway rest areas does reflect on our college. And our brand is on what we wear as well as the vans we travel in.



Abbie, when you told the story about Danni and you taking a massive poo I was wondering: When done with such a job do you never take a look at the result of your effort before flushing?

How about the others?

Greets, Leo

Thursday, May 02, 2019


The Feeling

To Abbie: I know the feeling of needing to go bad for both things. Today, I felt pressure on my back end while brushing my teeth, and I quickly finished before taking the toilet. This was another one of those multi days for me with variable transit times. My breakfast triggered the strongest urge, while the last 2 weren't that bad (although 1 poo session was loose). Having Lucy, and Katie need to go as well was quite the loo emergency. I'm happy that you didn't have a full accident, and hope your knickers dried up quickly from the spurts. It turns out that the site I found fart music from works after all (I said before it was no longer available). Also, pooping is my favorite waste disposal function, because it gives me the most sensation.I love strong urges as long as I know I won't poo myself.

Brian W


Thank you for answering my questions! I would love to hear your pre game poop stories...what is your team record this year? How many penalties have you had this year?

End Stall Em

Public buses and toilet needs

My live-in boyfriend Spencer was out of town on a huge commercial sod-laying job and since he had the truck and my vehicle's in need of repairs, I took a city bus from our apartment to the regional mall I work at in order to pay my college tuition. I was at the stop about 10 minutes early, was the first passenger to board at 7 a.m. Since I didn't have much experience taking pubic transportation, I sat in the seat just across from the driver. Jess who is about 15 years older than me said it was her first morning shift, after a few years of driving evenings. About six or eight other passengers got on at various points. Jess was going at the speed limit, hitting several bumps in the badly paved streets and one time the back wheel went over an intersection curb as she was turning. That caused me to start feeling bowel activity, plus my morning coffee I finished at the bus stop went right through me. At least since Jess was making good time, I was hopeful she wouldn't be making too many passenger stops because I wasn't sure I could hold my needs until I got to my mall kiosk.

The sun was coming out when we were going by this large city park. Jess pulled the bus up to the curb. Nobody was there to get on and nobody was standing to get off. She shut the engine off, took her keys, and looked like she clocked out on her computer. Then she said she needed a potty break and would be right back. Just as she got down the steps, I couldn't believe the opportunity I had. I got off caught up with her and we walked to this small bathroom building. She said it was open 24/7 and she's regularly used it on the evening shift. She said everyone deserves a potty break and she would enjoy having a partner this time.

She said she hoped I didn't mind any privacy because there wasn't any in the bathroom. 3 toilets, no privacy, but still all we need to avoid a disaster in our clothing. As we walked around the wall into the building, I told her I liked the plan. I took the toilet on the right end. Surprised? I pulled my jeans and thong down to my knees and took my seat. It seemed more comfortable than it looked to be. Jess lined up in front of the left end toilet. She carefully pulled her blue uniform pants and white underwear down to floor level, turned to an
unflushed the toilet and then waited for the cycle to end before she thudded to the seat. My pee started just about the same second her crap pieces started hitting the water. She looked over at me and said something about nothing feeling better than getting rid of her morning crap. I told her I agreed and as my pee was ending, a moderate push enabled me to start with my crap, although it slowed just before it was to come out.

Jess started wiping and that worried me because I didn't want to hold the bus up. I pushed a little harder and I guess she could tell I was getting frustrated. She said a 10-minute break is built into the schedule. She can't be running ahead otherwise she misses a transfer point with another bus, which would inconvenience may riders on both buses. Luckily, by shifting my weight on the seat, and the blessing of a little gas, I was able to get solid 9-incher out of me. Jess heard it exit and congratulated me. She washed her hands and left first. I wiped and had to struggle with a loose flusher handle, but it finally worked. I washed my hands and trotted back to the bus. Jess had the engine going again but waited another couple of minutes until her computer buzzed her that it was back on schedule. She ended up getting me to the mall about 45 minutes before my shift began. I took the time to get breakfast in the food court. Then I took a second pee. Then I went to my customer service kiosk for my 6-hour shift.


To Rose: Flat pan toilets


me too I prefer these 'flat pan' toilet (look up 'Flachspüler' and you would find pictures about how they look like) that are still relatively common in Central Europa, especially at home.
What I like: You never get a wet/dirty behind when you poop because it doesn't splash. Plus, you can take a look at what you have produced, which, besides personal interest, can be good for health reason - as most of you will know, our poo can tell quite a lot about the state of our digestion.
Unfortunately, also here toilets where your poo goes directly into the water become more common, but at my home no chance I would install one of these



Sharted In My Coworker's Car

Hello, my name is Regina and have a story for you. Hope you like it.

This past Friday me and one my coworkers, let's call her Heather went out to Taco Bell after work. I'm probably not going eat there for a while after what happened lol.

After eating our food we were on the road again and Heather was taking me home. We were talking and Heather suddenly says "sorry" and rolls down the window. I was confused, but then the smell hit me and I realized she farted.

I giggled and said "you're not the only one who is gassy" and let out a loud fart. Me and Heather laughed but then Heather started coughing. She said that if the cops pulled her over, they would probably think she had a dead body in the car because it smelled so horrible.

I guess she decided she didn't want to be out-farted by her 42-year old coworker and tried to beat me. But her farts were just quiet and/or squeaky. I told her I had one more...and I shouldn't have trusted that fart.

The fart sounded and was super wet and it was clear to me and Heather what that "fart" was. Heather died laughing and I turned red. Here I was, a 42-year old woman who had just pooped her pants in her 30-year old coworker's car. Heather would later tell me that if my blonde hair was red, I would have been red all over.

I was quiet for the rest of the ride, too embarrassed to say anything. We arrived at my place and I quietly said bye and waddled into my house.

Me and Heather talked on the phone later that night and only then did I start to laugh about me sharting.

That's about it, hope you enjoyed my story!


Change of Pace

Hey everyone its been a while since I've last posted. My usual posts talk about my constipation and me struggling to push my poop out. However, I am taking new medication that gives me the opposite problem. I have extreme diarrhea now, and its gotten to the point where I miss pushing out as I much prefer that. I think it'll be back to that soon.

Anyway, how are all my constipated people? My last hard shit was 2 weeks ago, but I felt like I needed a birthing coach for it haha. Hope everything can get it out.

Keep pushing,


Another question for Sophie

Thanks Sophie for your answers to my questions!!

Another question if you don't mind.....

This is completely hypothetical of course, but lets say they came out with a "magic pill" that made it so you NEVER again had to poop if you took it.

Lets also say, that this pill not only made it so you never again needed to poop, but that also, you would have no ill effects from not pooping if you did take it.....

If such a thing existed, would you take this pill and enjoy never again needing to poop, or would you just continue to poop as you always have?

Steve A


1. What restaurant foods negatively affect you?

2. Have you ever eaten too much fiber, in a day or sitting? Constipation relief or diet changes?

3. Speaking of constipation, have you ever added exercise, or more water/healthier foods in your diet to deal with irregularity?

4. Do you always check if there's enough toilet paper, before it's too late?

5. Should all public bathrooms require stall doors? Privacy?

I have some questions:
For Rose Are you self concious about the smell of your poop or is it just the smell, have you alway felt this way, or did something happen like a person in the bahtroom commenting or making fun of you for pooping, do you have any stories?

For Sophie What makes you such a confident pooper, were you always that way or did playing hockey and being with teammates make you that way, any other poop stories where you had to go during a game and couldn't hold it until after?

To the person who is poop buddies with your friend Alex, how did you become poop buddies and how come you aren't shy about pooping in front of him, is he the only person you will poop in front of?

To Jenn, Why do you think Mary doesn't flush the toilet, is she wanting you to see her huge poops, and do you think she is constipated or holding it on puropose to avoid pooping at school or in front of her friends, it might be good to tell her everyone poops but it is important to flush, because if she leaves her poop unflushed at school or at a friend's house she could really be mortified. I would be nice about it but if she doesn't lsiten remind her socially what not flushing a huge poop could mean


She finally gets comfortable

So my girlfriend has recently moved into my place and the other day she told me she felt uncomfortable living here because she felt embarrassed with having use to the toilet. I was confused we have been together for almost 3 yrs now and we have seen each other pee numerous times and it was no big deal. So I was determined to get to the real issue so i confronted her,well as it turns out she is terrified of having to drop a dump at my place while I am in earshot of the bathroom. I asked her why this is such a problem since we have seen each other pee numerous times and it never has bothered her before. She said pooping is entirely different and that she thought it would be best if she moved out. I said absolutely not there is another way to solve this issue, she asked what that was. I said simple I watch you take a dump and then you watch me and we promise not to laugh and try to get comfortable with pooping here. She said she would think about it, well that evening came and I still hadn't heard a response but I felt a rumbling in my stomach so I told her I was heading to take a dump and for her to come with at first she was against it but than she decided to come. As I sat on the toilet and her on the tub looking at me I relaxed and went like it was no big deal she began talking to me about her day and even when the occasional fart or plop was heard are conversation continued as normal. I finished up and said see no big deal. She said yeah but she still couldn't see her self ever getting to the point of being that comfortable so we continued with our night. About 5 days pass with her feelings remaining the same when suddenly it happened she said I have to go to the bathroom really bad that she had been holding in a poop for 5 days and couldn't hold it any longer. She told me to come along cause she couldn't continue living this way. So we made our way to the bathroom she sits down on the toilet with her pants barely down enough to expose her curvy ass and places her hands in her lap, I take a seat on the tub facing her. Well she must have really been desperate cause as soon as she set down a bowl echoing fart sounded from beneath her its then that I begin asking her about her day she begins engaging in the conversations as a stream of pee tinkles into the bowl below. The conversation is going good when another fart blasts the room about a second later a turd hits the water under her with a loud plop. Again I keep the conversation going for another 15 min while she finishes going soon she reaches for the toilet paper and begins to wipe from a seated position. I get up off the tub and start heading out when a hand reaches out for me I stop and turn around to see my smiling girl still sitting on the toilet she starts pulling up her pants and tells me thank you. Its been six months since this experience and since then my girl goes both pee and poop daily and will even talk to me during this process she is fully comfortable and this is apartment that used to me be mine truly now feels like ours.

Anna from Austria
Reply to Rose

I have not been to North America yet so I cannot tell how common these type of toilets are but i believe they might really very rare there indeed.

the Toilets have tray that is placed direct above the hole with the water. The water comes from above then and everything is flushed down from the tray then.

I cannot say for sure but I think these type of toilets are smellier than the others.

At least I think so. During my vacation in South Korea and Japan, all the western style style toilets had the hole type toilet and I felt it was less smelly than at home.

greetings from Austria.



To Jenn T.

Hi Jenn! I'm a momma too of a 10 year old girl. I just discovered this site as well when searching for info about my daughters night pooping. I won't go into that for now because I wanted to respond to your question. When I was about 11 or 12, I was very active and healthy. I was about 5 foot and 85 lbs. I loved eating (still do haha) and always digested fine. When I was about 13 maybe 14, I started having bigger and bigger poos. I wasn't constipated at first and honestly enjoyed having a good poo but after about 6 months, I started to worry. My poos were HUGE. And they were a beast to push out. I remember sitting on the potty crying and shaking as I tried to expel my monster poos. This would happen 1-2 times a day since I seemed to always need to go. When I would wipe, my tiny anus would be torn and bleeding. It was miserable but I was so terrified to talk to my momma about it because I was embarrassed. They wouldn't flush either. Because of this, my mom happened to stumble across one of my poos one day that I thought I had gotten to flush down (guess not lol). She came to me about a week later and casually asked me if I was okay because she had seen how large my poops were. I started crying and admitted that I was in pain. We went to the dr the day after and he prescribed laxitibes to me. About 4 years later, I ended up being diagnosed with IBS-C. But I've learned to manage it and hold a job and have a beautiful daughter. I am 33 now.

Anyway, all that is definitely not to say that your daughter is suffering! But it would be good to check. Sometimes they need us mommas to check in. Ask her if she's been feeling okay. Tell her a story about yourself or your poos to ease the embarrassment. I hope everything works out for you!

Lots of love!

Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Jenn T.
Hello I've never posted here before but I found this site when I goggled my issue with my daughter. Hopefully someone else has had the same problem,

Macy is 13, she does sports and is normal and healthy in every way. However recently when I've gone into her bathroom to clean up after her, I discover her BM left in the toilet unflushed! And it's usually HUGE. I just flush it away and only gently remind her to flush when she's done. Is this just a normal age thing because or is it a more serious behavioral thing??


The Feeling

To Abbie: I know the feeling of needing to go bad for both things. Today, I felt pressure on my back end while brushing my teeth, and I quickly finished before taking the toilet. This was another one of those multi days for me with variable transit times. My breakfast triggered the strongest urge, while the last 2 weren't that bad (although 1 poo session was loose). Having Lucy, and Katie need to go as well was quite the loo emergency. I'm happy that you didn't have a full accident, and hope your knickers dried up quickly from the spurts. It turns out that the site I found fart music from works after all (I said before it was no longer available). Also, pooping is my favorite waste disposal function, because it gives me the most sensation.I love strong urges as long as I know I won't poo myself.

Hey! So I'll get right to the stories now instead of introducing myself and stuff

So my friend Alex and I are poop buddies sometimes. One time we were in public and we both had to go. We went into the family bathroom together and I let him go first. He pulled everything down to around his ankles. sat down on the toilet. I wasn't sure if he just had to pee or poop. No offense to him (and he's aware of this), but he's not too well endowed, so he has to sit to pee.

He spread his legs and I saw the pee dribbling out of his penis. He really needed to go because the pee took forever to finish coming out! Then with a soft grunt, a log started to emerge from his anus. He had his legs splayed open for me to see, and since he wasn't too well endowed, there wasn't anything obstructing my view. I watched as about 6 or 7 turds came racing out of his body as he leaned back and sighed.

He wiped the tip of his penis and wiped his butt and flushed. Now it was my turn. I pulled everything down and took my pants and panties off and gave them to him to hold, and, naked from the waist down, I straddled the toilet so he could see. My pee took a while to get started but it did, and it came out as a perfect stream from my urethra and it felt nice. I'm a girl so my pee sometimes squirts a bit but this one didn't. I quickly dropped off a few turds and was done and wiped myself.

Also one time I was babysitting 4 year old twins (one boy and one girl) and we went to the store to pick up some toys to play with. Mark, the boy, told me with urgency that he needed to poop. I took him into the ladies room with me, put him in the second stall (the first one was taken) and he pulled his pants and big boy undies down and I lifted him onto the toilet. I went to go wash my hands as I usually do after I shop and I used the sink right across from the stall he was in so I could keep an eye on him through the mirror. I wanted him to have his privacy, but since I also had Alicia (the girl) with me, and we didn't take a handicap stall, I had no choice but to put him in a stall but leave it open.

All of a sudden, I hear this water trickling sound going onto the floor. I looked below the sink to see if it was leaking or something but it wasn't. I looked back at Mark and he was laughing, and peeing straight out! I forgot to tell him to point his penis down into the toilet to make sure he didn't miss and make a mess. I quickly told him to point his weewee down but he didn't listen so I had to point it down for him. He pooped and was done within 5 minutes and I let him wipe himself and I lifted him up off the toilet and he watched as I flushed and he went over to the little sink for kids to wash his hands and pulled his pants up.

At this time, Alicia said she really needed to pee bad. I did the same with her but she started to cry and was sitting there for a few minutes and when I asked her why she was crying she said "I can't go peepee" and I reassured her and said maybe she just didn't have to go.

Well we got home and we all started playing but Alicia looked so uncomfortable the entire time and she kept saying she needed to pee. I put her on her little potty multiple times and even let her go around nude below the waist (I made sure the window shades were all closed) so she could run to the potty when she felt she needed to. Understandably she was a little embarrassed because 1 she couldn't pee and 2 me and Mark were fully dressed and she was in just a t shirt. But I wanted her to be able to go to the potty herself (which was in the other room but where I could see her to make sure she was alright) without the hassle pulling down her pants.

After a few hours of her saying she needed to pee but couldn't even after trying I tried sitting her in a warm bath. I kept Mark busy by putting his toys on the bathroom floor so I could keep an eye on both of them (it's really hard entertaining the other kid/kids when you're dealing with the other one!) and she put her shirt on the sink counter and I ran the bath and she sat in it.

By this point she was in a lot of pain and she was lying down in the tub curled up as much as possible and was crying. I gave her a bottle of water and had her take sips every once in a while but she still couldn't pee. I rubbed her back and comforted her but she was in pain.

I told her to kneel and splash water up onto her girly bits because I thought maybe that would help but it didn't so she lied back down. I made it so that she could lie down but her body was still submerged except her head.

Eventually she started crying some more and I saw the pee coming out of her vagina underwater as the water turned yellow. She said it burned really bad to pee and laid on her side in a fetal position in the bath with her back toward me as she finished her painful pee. I got rid of the pee pee water and filled the bath with fresh water all while she was still in it and gave her a bath. Well apparently the poor girl had a urinary tract infection!!

Well those are my stories for today, hope you like them!!!


Student Teacher's craps

We have a student teacher in English this semester. She's in her senior year of college and pretty much every day during our passing period before 2nd hour she goes from our classroom 2 doors down the hall to our bathroom instead of using the faculty bathroom which is located farther down the hall.

There's almost always a jammed room of those waiting for the 8 or 9 toilets. Some are in better condition than others and about a 3rd of them don't have privacy doors. Well this student teacher cuts in front of a lot of us, has one of her hands against the belt on the front of her designer jeans and comes up with some type of plea. "My bladder needs relief fast!", "My ex-lax has been ready to work for the past hour" and stuff like that. Oh, "I won't be long, promise!" is another line she uses. Once last week she complimented me on my top which is 2 years old and I got it at a thrift shop. She's a good teacher, who takes an interest in our lives, but some of us think she's kind of taking advantage of us.

I have to admit once her clothing comes down she's immediately on the toilet and finishing up within a couple of minutes. Only problem is that every day right after she leaves the 1 minute warning bell rings, she's heading to class and we're required to be there on time. That just can't happen when some of us have to get to class without our bodily needs being met. My dad burst out laughing when he heard mom and I talking about this and why sometimes I can't get my crap in until lunch hour. Then I'm cramming my food in and don't have time to spend with my friends.

It doesn't seem fair.


Hey Everyone

Hi! I don't remember exactly, but this happened in either middle school, or high school. There was a locker room that I think I was scared of because of the big ventilation fans (believe there was 2). In the same locker room, there was 1 time when I had a quick surprise poo, and puked my school breakfast at my feet on the floor. Speaking of bathrooms, I think the ones on space stations are cool. The pee gets funneled out and sucked away, and the poop gets collected in a bag. I only heard the video yesterday, but I think the pee gets recycled. There's also a fan that runs either for smell, or suction. I'll write better details whenever I listene to it again. Although one person said sleeping weightless is hard, I think if I were an astronaut, I might find pooping/peeing awkward as I'm used to hearing everything, and sitting comfortably. Astronauts wear diapers during space walks since they can't go to the space station loo. Also, an update on Brooke Greenberg. I wrote about a documentary about her, and it turns out she died at 20. I told that she looked like a baby, and used diapers for bathroom needs. This is kind of late, but (yet again) I made a boo boo on an earlier post. When I was hospitalized and said I woke up with monitors beeping and moving in pain, I was only just slightly woozy. Now that I think about it, I was only moving around most likely due to wooziness, and I even explored my oxygen mask. This is quite a long post for me, so happy pooping/peeing to everyone!


Response to Jessie and Brain W

Hey guys!

Thanks for the responses, I appreciate it!

Jessie's questions:

I usually poop 1 to 2 times a day, the odd time it is 3 times a day lol

My dumps are usually quite big like the one I had after the game, I eat lots of fibre and protien Haha

I probably wouldn't have been able to hold it much longer lol, I probably would've went in one if the trash cans! It wouldn't have been the first time that's happened!

I pooped the night before the game, and it was a big one as well if I remember correctly!

Brian W's questions

We have pre game poops all the time! I have some stories that I will post on here soon about those experiences! I think those poops are my favourite to be honest.

I have heard other girls from other teams pooping, in fact I have pooped with them in public bathrooms before and after games lol.

Yes the odd time I have done that, I find it gives me a rush of some sort lol.

Again thank you for the response! I will write my next story soon!!!


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