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STEPHEN.P)

Yesterday woke up ,had a wee in ELEGANCE pottie in bedroom I felt BM
so sat for a few minutes but could not poop, went downstairs and made tea,brushed my teeth then dressed . I needed a wee so went back to pottie in bedroom I still needed a BM ,could not poop.
I was now uncomfortable so went downstairs went into garden at on point I felt I WOULD GO IN MY PANTS !! so pulled down my jogging bottoms and pants and squatted I could not poop.The urge was less so went in house
made and drank more tea ,went to campervan and sat on pottie all I could manage was a wee .
I went back into house and expected to shit myself as I washed the crockery and cutlery. I continued to wash some clothes , then took vegetable peelings to compost bin I tipped the peelings then felt I WAS GOING TO POOP !! I sat on the THETFORD 33 pottie for twenty minutes nothing happened except the urge disappeared so pulled up my jogging bottoms and pants . One hour later I had the urge for a BM so went to pottie in van pulled down my jogging bottoms and pants and as I sat down my bowels opened uncontrollably I just shit and shit and shit
I pulled the slide as the pottie bowl is two point five litre .When I
wiped with ELSAN BLUE ROLL it took a lot more paper , pulled up my pants and jogging bottoms the stood .The bowl was covered in poop I put down the cover and left slide open then went back to house .
The washing I hung on the line ,then filled a watering can , carried it to the outside drain , carried pottie over .as I emptied the pottie
I noticed it had an awful lot of poop for just one use and it was a lot heavier the cap on back I left off while I poured the watering can full into bowl to clean it I refilled the can another two times as I needed to clear a lot of poop from the holding tank !!
The pottie I put in van one hour later after I had put my gym clothes in the car . Before I left for the G Y M ,I went back to the shed and sat on the THETFORD 33 again for ten minutes , as nothing happened ,then shut the door .
This morning woke up sat on pottie in bedroom had a wee ,went downstairs put tea bags into mugs boiled kettle when tea was brewed went to van climbed in and sat on ADVENTURIDGE pottie and drank tea , as I was drinking second mug I needed to poop so put mug on floor and had a very enjoyable NUMBER TOO .


Jenny
@ Danny -your bathroom story from my high school from high school was the "male" version my nightmare since elementary school, from the white hanes underwear around the ankles to being caught by someone attractive of the other gender ( though honestly any gender catching me with my panties around my ankles and a turd hanging of drooping from my rear made me scared to poop at school) However, we never had a restroom stall without doors at my school. If I am in a single toilet restroom, will often pull my underwear down to my ankles (short of touching the floor) . It's just the most comfortable and therefore relaxing way to wipe. Even as an adult who no longer gets anxious pooping in public ( or just controls my anxiety better), I will pull my panties down to my ankles also in a restroom stall if I am the only one in the restroom, but I will quickly pull up my underwear or underwear and pants if someone else comes in. There have been times where I have had a pair of cute thongs down to my shoes, but then someone comes in and I will pull them up and blush even though no one can see me ( want if they recognize my shoes?) . Also when I finally got the courage to poop at school ( or got sick of holding in all these farts and "cropdusting" when I was alone).I begged my mom in high school to buy colored single "grown up " panties from the mall not because I wanted to look good for a boy in my underwear, but because I didn't want other girls to see skid marks in my "6 pack of hanes for girls" in the locker room changing or if I we ever been caught with my panties around my ankles. I hope you didn't have those " single square "toilet paper Vincene was talking about. But remember, surely Miss Miller had to poop at the school at some point too. We are all human...

@Anthony T- answering your questions based on my recent pants pooping ,when I pooped my self while I was asleep, which I felt was pretty benign.

"1. Why is it such a huge deal to poop in your pants? It seems like people often treat it as the absolute end of the world if you have a poop accident as an adult, particularly if it's a solid accident where you're not sick or anything but just can't hold it. Wetting your pants isn't good, but a poop accident is often described as the single most humiliating thing that can happen to an adult. People describe being "devastated" or even traumatized when it happens."-

To me it was more annoying than a big deal. My husband actually found it funny and amusing that this beautiful, educated. professional, sometimes bossy(all his description, not mine) wife pooped herself unknowingly. After collecting my self with a minute or two of a blushed face, it was funny to me too. But what made it not a big deal is that no body besides my husband, dog and you guys know. If I had done this in pubic, it would be humiliating, no matter how sensitive people would be. With perspective , my usually skidmarked boyshorts was also not a big deal
I am also grateful this doesn't happen too often for me.


"2. What does it exactly feel like to have an accident? If I were to try it at home out of sheer curiosity, what would I be in for? And how bad would the mess be?:

What also helped me was I do not remember the feeling of my pooping my pants. Given I was a little groggy when it happened. Also it helped that I was not feeling sick. I have pooped myself when I was sick in nursing school I was nauseated and my stomach hurt. I was alone so not only did I not care about being embarrassed , I just felt miserable and wanted to feel better maybe even worried that I would have to go to an emergency room.

As for the mess , recently I just cleaned my panties in the sink and sprayed a lot of stain remover ( more than average). In school, I pooped in some old panties so I threw them away ( maybe the last of my target 6 panties pack?) . In short my recent pants pooping was far cram traumatizing , it was only my single experience .


@Vincene- Oh yes. I forgot about the BIG problem of the single square toilet paper dispenser. Since most of my memories and posts involve skidmarks, I forgot about the poop on the hand problem with the toilet paper squares in high school was the worst problem . I guess with skidmarks, 99.9% of people will never know how clean your underwear at the moment in time when you interact. But when you have fecal matter on your hands...that smell is hard to get off. I am remembering that well. I think that is when I started using hand sanitizer at school. I also remember we had those sinks where you had to press down a button with one hand to activate the faucet. If you let go of the button, the water would stop flowing. So as a nurse, basically you cannot rub your hands together to wash your hands with soap and one hand will always be "contaminated" because it is holding down the button. Unless you are doing a medical procedure or putting in contact lenses, your hands do not need to be sterile...but it is gross. Funny to think all types of people in high school...the beautiful, the popular , the brilliant, the trouble makers, the jocks, the cheerleaders and even the teachers teacher, are walking out out the bathrooms with a dirty butt and dirty hands after a poop.

Anyone else annoyed with the push bottom facet? With or without the toilet paper squares.

It seems like in my conversations in real life and on this forum, the square toilet paper seems to show up only in high school. Perhaps there is an adolescent tendency to pull off a punch of toiler paper and litter everywhere? As anyone seen this toilet paper at an elementary school , junior high, or even college?

Wow this memory makes me appreciate "regular "the one ply toilet paper at my gym and hospital. The first time I saw another girl's skidmarked underwear was in college on the floor, and it was picked up pretty quickly. we must of have been hiding our dirty underwear because of that toilet paper. And a lot of girls were putting on on lots of scented lotion when I was in school, probably to cover up the scent of their hands!

Thank you for reading ,
Skidmarkes in Seattle


Thunder

Danny & Kermit

Danny, I loved your story. I would not be embarrassed! As far as Miss Millar is concerned she entered the male toilets and that is what you must expect. Now I do accept that given the circumstances etc Your response with a booming fart was a great one. I have used the toilets when a female cleaner has been in attendance and I just go about business and move my bowels. About a year ago , I posted it then, I went into a toilet and was followed immediately after by a female worker , who apologised and started to clean the toilets so I just continued on and dropped a load as if nobody was there. I wiped and flushed and she was still there when I left the cubicle. Now on the subject of the post from Kermit I much prefer to have someone with me when on the toilet but that hardly ever happens. I have posted before on this topic but in brief it really helps if I have big , hard stubborn turds. Some rectal stimulation and encouragement helps. Also I have difficulty wiping my bottom so assistance is appreciated. Thunder


Brandon

survey Kristy

This is a different kind of survey, good questions!

1. Your age/gender.

- 40 male

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

- I would probably make an awkward cough or clearing throat noise.
I would stop pooping if the person keeps waiting at the door, an audience is terrifying for me. I have experienced this a couple of times in a single stall, I can hear people enter the restroom but they immediately leave again when they see the only available toilet is occupied. In such cases I just continue doing what I'm doing.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

- I'd go outside probably

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

- I would hold it. In any case I would never tell what I need to do. I have been in hundreds of situations socially where I just hold it, even in busy bars or clubs.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

- At home it takes me anything between 5 to 10 minutes. In public i'd try to rush it though in college after a while I got used to it and I would take my regular time out. I just made sure my poop was in between visits of other people.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!)

- I'd be mortified and I would try to wait it out till the person goes to another stall, if that is not possible then I would rush out, head in the ground.


Lauren

To Avery

Hey Avery! Thank you so much for your tips, I found them to be really helpful! And the walkthrough you gave me was so good, thank you for being so detailed and comforting on it!

And for most of my classmates who asked to go to the bathroom, I kind of do think they all only needed a pee because they all returned too quickly to take a poop. Also during breaks and lunch time, while I was in the bathroom, I have not seen a single person using the bathroom to poop. Everyone just went in for a quick pee and then they were out. Deep down inside, I know they must poop, but I am so convinced that they don't at school.

Also do you pull down your pants and panties down to your ankles or only to your thighs in the school bathroom? I don't like it when someone sees my panties so I don't put it very low, but which do you prefer?

I always go to my favorite bathroom, not necessarily the closest one even if it's far away. Do you always go to the closest one or your favorite one?

Finally, I find it very annoying when you poop at school and the toilet water splashes up your butt. That's so gross! Has that happen to you and what do you do about that?

Thank you!
Lauren


Tlana

Rigid toilet rules

On this discussion board for probably 10 years I've told about successes and failures in going to the bathroom when I'm away from home. I'm in my 20s now and I've grown a few inches but I'm still shorter than most of the students I teach and the faculty I teach with. At 3'5" tall, getting up onto a school toilet wasn't easy in secondary school. Having my feet well above the floor caused me to be more nervous than others, and the lack of privacy doors didn't help. OK, it kept some others from smoking or vaping, but what about me? At 11 or 12 I saw the toilet ordeal as punishment of sorts. My grandma, in her 70s at the time, was raised very strictly and she applied discipline to herself. That meant get up at least two hours early, poo and pee at home, and then hold any additional bathroom needs until school was dismissed and you got home.

It was interesting during the summer when me and Mia (my best friend) wanted to do things together, but needed to go the grams for permission and money. Before getting into the car she would ask us when was the last time we had gone to the bathroom ("Just now" was the acceptable answer!) and then there was a scary description of how public bathrooms at places like the zoo, ball park or state fair were awful dirty and how normal people (I made the mistake of asking her what that meant once and all she gave me was a cold, icy stare). Later when we were at a fair and enjoying the rides, I needed to pee (and Mia couldn't believe this) grams went to the ticket gate, got our hands stamped, and drove back to our house so I could pee. It was a miracle I had held it, especially with the excitement of the rides. Grams gave me the key to the house and urged Mia to come in with me. Mia wanted to avoid the argument, too. Then we went back to the rides for another hour or so.

Angie, a high school student who was the first babysitter I remember, I think I was about 6 or 7. She was so casual about using the bathroom. At the park while we were using the play equipment, she would take us in for a bathroom break. There were no stalls, just toilets attached to the wall. She took the middle toilet, dropped her shorts and panties, took her seat and warned us there were "bombs" coming (something her brother said) and we thought the splashes and her moaned pushes were entertaining. Mia got up on the toilet with no problem, but with my small size I knew it was going to be an ordeal. From her seat, Angie showed me how to boost my hands up on the toilet to get on it. It was actually fun, compared to the procedures that grams would have demanded.
Like Mia, I too peed easily. The three of us were joking around as we sat. Then Angie asked for a few seconds of quiet. She put her hand in the air, asked us to do the same, and she did a "toot-toot" gesture and sound. Then she explained the auto-flush and how we should get off the toilet as fast a possible, wipe standing in front of it, and then go the sinks. She had the most of the wiping to do, but as she did it, she was encouraging me to slide of the seat. I was scared because I didn't want to get splashed. Then I threw myself forward, but didn't fall as I feared.

For Richard--
Thank you for your comments on my experiences. Grams is still in my life and when I'm out with her, perhaps only once or twice a year, I try and keep things toned down, by putting toilet paper on both sides of the seat before I sit, and thoroughly washing my hands in front of her. If I remember, I also exit the bathroom with a paper towel in my right hand for the door. At my school, I'm liberal with my students in letting them use the bathroom when they need to, although our school has a requirement that they sign out and sign back in with me. I thought that would keep the administration happy. But with my last administrative walk-through (unannounced during a class in session) my evaluator noted that I had high numbers on my yellow log. I'm still probationary so I didn't argue. Somehow, though, I feel good about that!


Saturday, February 04, 2023


Mina Kazumi Maho Hisae

Angela's survey

Hi. everyone. We saw question about toilet lid and flush, so we answer. Right now we think we are only toiletstool site members from Japan. So we sometimes have information which we don't find other country...perhaps.

In Japan in public loo, often we find notice which say, before you flush, put down toilet lid. They say it is to prevent a spread of microbe. Hisae is very sensitive clean and dirty. So we decide, we always put down lid.

So we give example, Mina is on loo for motions and Maho is next her. Mina sits down and opens her bottom and drops her many turds. When loo is full, she stands up, 3 crushes admire produce, then Maho closes toilet lid and flushes, then opens again so Mina can sit down again and finish her motion, many more turds of course. Then she washes her bottom with washlet (it is same with bidet), and Maho dries Mina's bottom, then Maho closes lid and flushes again.

We love washlet/bidet! when we are motions, we always use!! We don't need toilet paper so much.

Ms Caucasian Girl, we are very happy that your Korean roommate Kelly can do huge motion while you do makeup. We understand very well why you are more closer than before. If she does huge motion even she is petite girl, you can tell her you also do huge motion, then she feel more comfortable maybe.

By the way Mina and Maho are also Korean, we live Japan but our ancestor are Korean. And our motions are very huge always. We think it is Asian diet, many vegetable since we are little girl. So perhaps Kelly is same, many vegetable so long intestine so many many turds. We hope you and Kelly can relax to do many many turds take long time with good feeling. And look each other with warm kind eyes always.

Kristi, when you are on loo you are really relax! We are happy that you enjoy so much to sit there and produce huge turds. Your toilet loves you, we think. When you show your beautiful bottom to her (your toilet) before you sit on her, she give huge smile, we are sure. It is pity, that human being can't see toilet's smile.

Avery... when Hisae was your age, she did motions at school most of days! Like you, she just went in and did. It was no problem for her. Kazumi also did anywhere she like (in loo of course!) but she stayed longer time, so it was less easy than Hisae's case. Kazu did motions at school perhaps about once in a week.

We don't mind to be friends anonymous online, but we are sure anonymous is best. So we don't tell you which city we live and we don't tell surname.

Love to everyone.

Hisae Maho Kazumi Mina


Long morning pee

My GF and I were staying in a small motel. The toilet was right next to the bathroom door so everything could be heard. She got up to pee the first morning, I was already awake. She sat down to pee. It started with a light tinkle for 5 seconds then stopped. About 10 seconds later it started back up with a psshh for several seconds then slowing down to a tinkle, like she was pushing the stream to come out faster but losing strength. This pattern continued for well over a minute.


Anthony T

What It's Like to Poop Your Pants

I have a few questions from reading everyone's posts here, and also from a bathroom accident I myself witnessed during a plane flight, which you can find back on 2934.

1. Why is it such a huge deal to poop in your pants? It seems like people often treat it as the absolute end of the world if you have a poop accident as an adult, particularly if it's a solid accident where you're not sick or anything but just can't hold it. Wetting your pants isn't good, but a poop accident is often described as the single most humiliating thing that can happen to an adult. People describe being "devastated" or even traumatized when it happens.

The stories of specific incidents here bear that out. At the actual moment when they lose control, it seems to become a "full body experience." People tremble uncontrollably, their body tingles, their heart pounds and ears ring, and usually they cry. This was certainly the case with the poor woman who had a terrible accident on a flight I took several years ago. There was a significant tarmac delay followed by turbulence, and she made repeated increasingly urgent pleas to use the toilet. When she was finally allowed up, she couldn't make it through the line and took an absolutely massive dump in her pants and all over herself, as well as on the floor. It was a huge deal, and she was just beside herself with embarrassment and pretty much sobbing unconcontrollably.

What is it about the experience that produces such a strong psychological effect, well beyond the mess itself, as well as the odd physiological response at the moment of the accident?

2. What does it exactly feel like to have an accident? If I were to try it at home out of sheer curiosity, what would I be in for? And how bad would the mess be?


Korean Roommate's Friends Blocks the Toilet

I told you about my Korean roommate Kelly's habits and how she has a pretty loose BM every single morning. So a couple of weeks ago (on a Friday evening), she had a friend over to hang out in our room. I really don't mind and I was fine with this. Later this evening, I went to a party at one of my friends. When I came home, Kelly was already sleeping.

So next morning I was woken up by Kelly! She apologized that the toilet was blocked! I had a slight hangover so I was in no mood to hear that! I told her to unclog it and to let me sleep. Later I woke up with a tremendous urge to use the bathroom! And this not only to pee, if you see what I mean. I asked Kelly what was up with our bathroom. She answered that she did not manage to reach the janitors. She apologized again. I was in a bad mood, because I was somewhat dehydrated. I went to the bathroom only to find it stinky and the toilet lid was closed. Kelly followed me and told me that she didn't know that it was clogged before using it. I opened the lid and saw that the water level was high and her soft shit was all over! It was quite a load, that's for sure. Kelly told me that her friend might have flushed some sanitary pads and some wet wipes. I swore, but that's only because I was in a bad mood. I said sorry Kelly I really cannot hold it because I am truly desperate.
So I pulled down my pajamas and let loose. My pee started gushing out at once and my bumhole opened to let out the famous day after drinking shit! At first it consisted of soft logs, but soon an uninterrupted stream of mush started oozing out! I felt so much better already. Of course, Kelly was impressed because she never had seen me shitting before. I couldn't help but moan as the soft alcohol-soaked shit kept oozing out. I was feeling somewhat sick, also because of the smell, but not only. I managed not to throw up. Then I washed my hands and brushed my teeth. Flushing the toilet would have caused it to overflow so I just closed the lid! Then I went back to bed.
When I woke up again Kelly told me that she had spoken with the facility services. They would dispatch someone to fix our bathroom on Monday. They told us to just use some public bathrooms on campus or at the gym in the meantime. Allegedly, they weren't friendly at all. That's not okay given that we spend a lot for staying in this dorm. Kelly also told me that the water drains, albeit very slowly, so it is okay to use the toilet just for peeing.
So later that day I went for breakfast and then I hit the gym. The excesses of the previous night were still leaving my body, so I wasn't surprised when the urge to shit hit me in the middle of my workout! So I went to the ladies. Both stalls were free and a blonde athletic girl wearing a Nike sport bra was washing her hands. One of the cisterns was refilling and the room was quite stinky so I assumed that she had just emptied her bowels! I was about to take the stall that she just had used, but she had heavily stained the bowl, so I decided for the other one. I made myself comfy and squeezed out a mushy load! It was quite stinky too and it had me wiping many times. When I was done, I flushed the toilet. Many heavy skid marks remained but I didn't care.
So after I finished my workout and showered I went for dinner with some of my teammates. I was obviously starving so we all really ate a lot. We enjoyed some drinks as well but I did not want to drink too much again. So I went back to the dorm rather early and I watched some Netflix with Kelly.
So next morning we woke up at the same time. I had my morning pee but the bathroom was very stinky from our macerating shits! I warned Kelly about the stench and she made a funny face. She said that she would have a quick pee and then go to the dining hall (to take a shit, I assumed). But apparently, her morning shit was too urgent to be held in as I heard her having her usual morning blowout on the toilet! When she came out of our en-suite, she apologized and told me she could not hold it anymore once she sat on the bowl! I told her not to worry, the facility services certainly see gross things everyday. So she did not need to go to the dining hall in the end.
In the afternoon, as I was working on an essay, I felt the familiar sensation in my belly: I needed to take a shit! But since I was in a productive streak I decided to postpone it. A few minutes later, I realized that I had made a mistake. The effect of the coffee was too strong! There was no way I could walk to the nearest communal toilets so I had to use our en-suite. For some reason, I wasn't brave enough to tell Kelly the truth so I said that I was going for a pee. The second I sat down, I started shitting this huge log! It coiled over the disgusting mush in the bowl. I felt much better immediately. I then squeezed out another big log. Then I felt done already so I had a quick pee and I wiped. The bowl was almost full with our four shits!
Later Kelly saw my shit and she was very impressed! She told me that I should have kept it for the dining hall because that would not make the unclogging easier. I answered that I tried but it just slid out as I was peeing!
So on Monday morning the janitors came by while we were away. They managed to unclog the toilet but they left it in an absolutely disgusting state! There were even splash marks on the floor. They must have thought that we must have filled it on purpose. Thankfully Kelly cleaned the bathroom afterwards.


Kermit

To Usually uneventful in intimate help

I would be very glad if I could help my wife or someoneelse close to me help with pooping. And I would be happy if my partner would do so for me.


Dutch female

Outdoorsy Girl's Survey

1. Do you feel any embarrassment or anxiety when realizing that you have to poop outside?

Yes.

2. Do you tell your friends when you have to go away to poop?

No.

3. How often and when do you mostly poop outside?

Last summer I was camping in Scandinavia with some friends. Then I had to do it several times.

4. Do you practice LNT partly or fully?

Not really.

5. How is your positure when pooping (squatting, bending forward, standing etc.)?

Squatting low.

6. Do you discuss your poop with friends afterwards?

No.

7. Have you spotted (none, some, many of) your friends or family when pooping?

I have not spotted any from my family. But when camping last summer I spotted some others from my group. I once saw one of the boys squatting behind a huge stone. He did not spot me.

8. Did they discover you?

See above.

9. Have anyone seen you when pooping outside?

Yes, I flush just by thinking about it. Up in the mountains I had to poop and went behind some bushes without noticing a male hiker coming down the slope behind me.

10. What type of poop do you mainly do when outside (size, form, color)?

Mostly like a thick rope (30 cm long and 4 cm thick, brown).

11. Have you seen the poop of anyone you know outside.

Yes, my friends' poop many times because everyone had to poop outside when we were camping, but only once I was 100 % sure who had done it (the boy described above). Many other times I had kind of a suspicion, but never quite sure.

12. Have you seen people you do not know when pooping outside?

Once I walked in on a mature male stranger with his bum bare between some bushes just as he was wiping his bottom. He got very embarrassed I think. He was camping with his wife near us. Another time a young German couple was camping near us. In the morning I saw the man pull trousers down and squat behind some bushes. Later I saw that he had left several turds there.

13. (Gender and age, not necessary but if you want to share.)

Female, 17


Angela the bidet user
@Ted I love the outdoors...eating, sleeping, pooping...and other things underneath the stars. Some of my most satisfying poops to my memory were outside. So much space means more air than enclosed bathroom, restroom or outhouse and the air is so much cleaner, even when I drop a particularly smelly turd. Privacy is a must. I follow hiking influencer who has a running gag about a crowd of people showing up on a hike every time she has to poop. That has maybe happened to me once or twice (another post?). But most of the time my outdoor poops are religious experiences and are their own posts in themselves. Also, I never miss my bidet as much as when I poop in a public toilet or a friend's house. I never seem to need to wipe as much when I squat. Surprisingly seldom get skidmarks when I hike or camp No matter how sweaty I get and go for more than a day or two without showering! Maybe it's the squatting or the leaves I use to wipe? Furry mammals don't need to wipe in the wild right. But they also don't sit down and squish their cheeks together and where cute white underwear...

@Vincene - Have you ever tried a bidet. I use a little toilet paper, but far less when I do use a bidet. Let me fill out your survey too

1. Do you cover the seat with toilet paper in public places? No, skin to seat. Nothing on my butt is sterile
2. Why or why not? It's like wiping with toilet paper, it probably not really protecting you or keeping your very clean on a microscopic level, nor will the germs kill you. Sometimes though, the seat is just gross and I will hold it and go somewhere else
3. Have you ever hovered over a toilet to relieve yourself? Yes like I said I am very proficient in squatting and have very strong legs and glutes from hiking and squatting outdoors.
4. How successful was that experience? Strength I have, accuracy is another story. One time I peed in the toilet and had a victory/soccer celebration because I did not missed. But I have squatted (drunk) a number two ...and that was a disaster...
5. Are the pre-cut squares of toilet paper in some places sufficient? Have not seen in years...probably not
6. Are the auto-flushers strong enough to prevent clogs? Maybe, I have never clogged an autoflushing toilet. but I have clogged a few friends toilets in my days.

@maria, I hope you are feeling better. I had a bad case of diarrhea last month. The good news was I was not nauseated or uncomfortable. The bad news is I didnt even know I had diarrhea until I woke up that morning, wiped myself after pee and found a big mess on the paper, and in my underwear. thankfully I was wearing boyshorts. I don't remember the last time I pooped myself

@Kristi- I actually still like to wipe after a pee and use my bidet after a poop. Even with what my boyfriend calls an "Instagram" Butt, my bidet cleans me super well after number 2 and I feel like a bigger mess when I use a bidet after I pee


Thunder

Koran Girl

A good read . A victory for common sense. Most of us are too hung up about our bodily functions.


Danny

Walked in on by Female Teacher

I've noticed a lot of posts about using the bathroom in school and I figured I'd share an embarrassing story from when I was in high school.

My high school was really big and had a lot of teachers but most of them were female. Smoking in the bathrooms was becoming a big problem so they took the stall doors off in all the bathrooms. This was quite a bit before vaping. The smoke would regularly make the fire alarm go off which was the big problem.

I never smoked or anything but I have IBS(which I didn't know at the time) so I did have to take a lot of dumps in high school. One day as a sophomore I really needed to take a big dump before my first class but only had maybe 5 to 10 minutes so it was going to be close.

I went into the boys bathroom which was empty and had three stalls with no doors. I sat on the toilet in a doorless stall closest to the far wall. I pulled my jeans and my Hanes white briefs down to my ankles which I usually wouldn't do but I was the only one in there so I figured I'd be fine and I wanted to spread my legs out anyway for what I knew would be a huge gassy dump. When I sat down I exploded into the toilet with a ton of big booming farts. Most people just fart at the beginning of their poops but with my ibs even to this day I usually fart really big throughout the whole process.

After a few minutes I got worried because the tardy bell rang and I wasn't near done. All of a sudden I heard a female teacher call into the bathroom and yell "Tardy bells rung! Coming in!" Since there were so many female teachers than male I guess they had to regularly help check the boys bathroom to make sure no one was smoking.

She walked in and walked in front of my stall and was surprised to see me. It was Miss Miller who was a very attractive young blonde teacher. She was maybe 25 years old. When I saw her I immediately pulled my white underwear briefs up to cover my privates. She stood in front of my stall for a second and asked me what I was doing, the tardy bell has rung. Right after she said that I accidentally let out a really loud 5 second booming fart which echoed into the toilet and caused me to turn beet red in embarrassment.

Miss Miller all of a sudden looked embarrassed and said, "Oh" while covering her nose to block the smell because now it really stunk. She just looked at me and said "Well hurry up and finish and get to class." She walked quickly out of the bathroom while I'm sure she heard me explode more booming farts into the toilet.

This was easily one of the most embarrassing pooping experiences I have had. Everytime I saw Miss Miller after that I would usually turn red from embarrassment.


Annie

Had a somewhat good poop

Had 2 small cups of coffee and about 1 1/2 jars of warm water and felt the urge for a poop. Went to the washroom, closed the door, pulled down my pants and underwear and sat. Relaxed and gave a push and a good sized poop came out. Was done within about 20 seconds. Reached for some toilet paper and wiped well then tossed it into the toilet. Stood up, pulled up my pants and underwear and looked in the toilet. A medium sized poop, pretty dark was in the toilet. Flushed, washed my hands and that was that. Made and just finished drinking another jar of water. I hope later I can poop the rest out. I don't like being constipated.

Happy pooping (hopefully)

Annie


Rose

I'm Back!

Hello everyone! Sorry I haven't posted in so long, first of all. I kinda got writer's block when it came to posting here, so to speak...but I'm back and I got a very recent story to tell you. Today () I'm trying to spend as much time as possible with this plush I got on a shopping trip with one of my best friends. It's based on a moth, except it's all white with golden lines designating the wings and little black spots at the end of the wings. So, seeing as I'm dedicating my whole day to this little guy, I took him with me to the potty! (LOL) I sat down and peed (and sharted) and then washed my hands. It got me thinking about how maybe when you were a little kid you would take your plushes or dolls with you to the bathroom. So, I would like to hear some stories about just that if you've got any!

Now, for some replies:

Rose Y: I think your idea for a museum exhibit is great! Hopefully the pooping would be private though, lol.

Avery: Your stories are great! Keep going, girl; I enjoy hearing from you!

Okay, that's all for now. Until next time!


Annie

Had a very constipated poop

I got up this morning at about 8:30 and went upstairs for breakfast. Microwaved a jar of water to make it warm and drank it while eating a bowl of congee. Afterwards had 2 small cups of coffee and made another jar of warm water which I barely touched. Had an urge to go a few minutes ago so I decided to try. Pulled down my pants and underwear and pooped out a few small to medium hard pieces. Flushed, pulled up my pants and underwear and washed my hands then made another jar of warm water and drank it. Will continue to drink plenty of water and hopefully I can do a good poop later.

Happy pooping (hopefully)

Annie


Vincene

My bad day

A few times a year my morning routine gets thrown away. The other morning I overslept, barely got my car started in the frigid temps, and I set out on the radial highway to get into the city where I work as a financial literacy educator for a large company. I now had about half hour to make an hour-long drive to the high school I was making presentations at.

The gas station/c-store I usually stop at for a large coffee and pastry and to make my first bathroom sit of the day was closed off for some sort of an emergency. My crap was knocking and ready to breakout, if you know what I mean. I occasionally changed lanes to make up time. My fuel light came on. I grew more frustrated. Somehow I made it to the high school, wheeled into the faculty lot and couldn't wait to get into the girls room and onto a toilet. Especially when using a laxative, my craps will take about 15 to 20 seconds of seat time.

The closest restroom I walked into I almost let out a loud F-bomb. NO way I would get near a toilet. Girls were jammed in tight all the way us to the door. I hurried farther down the hall toward the auditorium where I was going to be presenting. This time I used a moderate voice for my F-bomb because I pulled on the bathroom door and it was locked. So I turned around and walked to the main office which was perhaps a block or two away. I identified myself, showed my card and told the lady my problem. She pointed out the faculty bathroom just down the hall. I couldn't believe what I saw: two female teachers waiting outside what was probably a single toilet. A couple of doors from there I found the door to the mens room was wide open. I hurried down there, slammed the door shut and was on the seat in probably 5 seconds. It seemed like there was some kind of moisture under my thighs, and I saw a moment of humor in at least one male faculty member not remember lifting the seat. At home that night, I told Diver about my day. He said more public bathrooms are being locked. He uses his swipe card to get into the toilets at work.

As for me, I had a second crap that I worked in between my presentations. There was this really sensitive girl who I think thought I was a teacher who let me go in front of her. This time I had to work on even minimally cleaning myself. This school, like so many others, had the square cuts of wiping paper. It took me an extra flush and probably half the papers left to clean myself. I put my knuckles on my face and guess what I smelled.

Reply to Jenny:
My hatred toward the cut toilet paper squares goes back about 15 years ago. My parents moved across the country and it took me awhile at my new high school to make the adjustment to them. I don't think it will ever be accomplished. Wiping takes more time and too often I get some soft crap on the fingers of my wiping hand. I was 16 at the time and I have developed a bad attitude toward the squares.

Reply to Ellie m:
Did you poo at school? What do you feel causes your phobia?


Thursday, February 02, 2023


Maria

Post Title (optional)flu bug

I woke around 5 am with with stomach pains in which I tried to ignore. With the pain geting worse I got up and made it to the bathroom. After seated on the toilet, started havin diarreha.Siting there with cramps, I let out more diarrhea into th toilet. Feeling somewhat better, went back to bed. After about an hour the stomach pain returned, again back to the toilet with more diarrhea. I thought it must have been something I ate. I decided to take a shower. After showering, I became nauseous and clammy, dry heaved several times. My husband came in asking if I was ok. I told him that I would be ok. He had to leave for work shortly. I dressed for work myself, still not feeling well, made one more trip to the bathroom with diarreha. I kept thinking this will pass, however there has been stomach flu going around. During the drive to work my stomach continued to churn. I wondered if I made the right decision. At work I was at my computer when I felt a diarrhea attack coming on. Quickly made it to the restroom, removing my thong just in time when a gush of diarreha shot out of me. It was total liquid.For the rest of the day, feeling terrible some how I made through. When I returned home, my husband asked how I was feeling. I told him I had been sick all day with diarrhea and still felt as though I could throw up. I went to bed, getting up several times with diarrhea. No vomiting though. This morning I feel better, little week, but good.

Maria


Sam
Sarah B: That is a testament to how likely people are to do something if they're told they're allowed to. Did the dressing rooms start to smell? Also, pee farts are great. If I fart when I pee it means I am fully relaxed.


STEPHEN.P
Yesterday afternoon I went to the gym .returning in the evening went
straight to bed . When I woke this morning I needed the toilet so sat on
bedpan, immediately had a wee lasting forty seconds then I pooped had another wee, sat for ten minutes until it was time to wipe .
I carried the pan downstairs went to the bonfire and emptied , washed it under water butt , returned to the kitchen . I boiled the kettle , made tea washed and brushed my teeth . I dressed drank tea and sat by computer
all e mails answered and tea consumed I needed another NUMBER TOO moved
bed pan to corner of sink unit , tore off four sheets of kitchen towel
put one in base of pan and sat down as I weeing again I started pooping
the pan was rapidly filling .
Ten minutes later I raised to wipe , the poop was much higher than usual and poop had found its way between my bum and seat !!.I used seven sheets to wipe . I can only assume the exercise yesterday and
the vitamin tablets had affected my bowels and the large amount of wee was due to not waking for a wee during the night
The pan I emptied in the bonfire I had a wee one hour ago which is six hours without having a wee . I hope tomorrow I will poop on pottie in campervan


Korean Roommate's Habits

I'm a 21 years old Caucasian girl. I just started college and I was assigned a roommate called Kelly. Kelly is 20 years old, 5'1 tall and she's Korean. We get along well now but she's quite introverted. For the first few weeks, she would wake up before me and hog our bathroom (we share an en-suite) for a while! From my bed, I could hear that she would actually be using the toilet to shit! But this would take her forever, like 20 minutes or so. Not only would I be desperate for my morning pee by the time she was done, but also I would have no time left to do my makeup! This made me late for class more than once. I find it quite interesting that we have so little privacy. I can hear and smell everything. I even know that her BMs must be quite loose! They're also smelly btw. Maybe that's because she eats boiled eggs regularly?
So after a few weeks of that I decided that I had enough of that. I set up my alarm clock earlier than hers. I went to our bathroom and had my pee and then take care of my hair and makeup. Kelly would then wake up and wait nervously for me to leave the bathroom. But I think that she was not able to take her daily morning BM because she hasn't enough time.
So typically, if I was back to our room from my classes before her, I could notice that she would rush back after her classes and immediately explode over the toilet! After emptying her bowels, she would sit for a while before wiping. Maybe because she's on her phone!
Because the situation seemed to cause her discomfort, so I started talking to her about her bowel habits! She was very shy at first. Once, I asked her if she had a good clear-out and this made her blush! Another time I commented that she must feel much better after that. She admitted that this was indeed the case! Another time I asked her if she goes everyday after classes. She said that she actually has to go first thing in the morning but she holds it the whole day because she has no time! I asked her why don't you just use the toilet in the morning while I do my makeup. She answered that she's too shy for that, that that's impolite and that she doesn't want to gross me out!
So the next morning I was doing my makeup when she got out of bed. I asked her if she had to use the toilet. She admitted that she did, but she told me she didn't want to interrupt me while I get ready. I told her that she can use the toilet while I'm at the sink/mirror. She was reluctant. But then I told her that that's okay and that we have little privacy anyway. And it's better to use the toilet now than holding it the whole day.
Kelly gave in and sat on the toilet! She started by farting many times. These were clearly pre-poop farts given their sound and their smell! I told her that that's okay and that we all shit. Then, she exploded on the toilet! I laughed and told her that she must feel like born again! She blushed and excused herself! Some time later she was done. She wiped and flushed. I was done with my makeup and my hair so we left for classes at the same time.
Now we do this every morning! Kelly always takes her big morning dump while I get ready. That's good for us both because I can get ready and she doesn't have to hold her BM the whole day! I also notice that she takes very big BMs for such a petite girl! Not as big as mine but I'm much taller and an ice hockey player! We got much closer to each other thanks to this and we get along better.


Jenny

Responses to John and Kristi somehow connected

John-

I grew up with three younger brothers.

I had one brother who would often sit and play game boy or read comics on the toilet. He would poop for at least 20 minutes and probably had bigger poops and would often clog. The other brothers seldom clogged the toilet and would poop much faster. I'm not sure if the long pooper was less regular and developed the reading and game boy habit because it took so long to poop. I am not sure if these habits of my brothers continued into their adulthood.

I was in between , but became much faster of a pooper in my teen years.

This was an interesting thought to me because as child I thought my brother's bodily habits (burping, farting, pooping, spitting and nose boogers) were gross. As the only girl, I though I should be "cleaner" than them.

I was ashamed to fart or even poop like my brothers, so perhaps I held my poop in more often and had longer poops. I did clog the toilet once or twice, not as often has my one brother, but enough where I would be ashamed and panicked.

Finally, all my brother wore white hanes briefs ( tightie whities was the nick name in the Pacific Northwest USA). They all got skid marks though their teens or at least until they started wearing boxers. I became very self conscious of my own dirty underwear. I did think that other girls smelled better than my brothers. I also (wrongly ) believed girls did not get skidmarks in their underpants. I was insecure until my teens about pooping around other girls in public restrooms and a little bit about my skidmarks being seen when I was in the locker room, as I never saw another girls skidmarks until Junior year of high school ! All the other girls seemed to keep their white briefs so clean and to my memory hardly ever pooped in the restrooms and locker rooms ( until high school). "Why was I so dirty? " I thought. Interesting how this affecting my mindset until today!!! of course later in high school and college I would occasionally see some skidmarked thongs and lace panties of other ladies as well as seen, heard and smelt some very pretty girls poop, but deep down, my insecurities stuck around ...and led me to this site.

But thank you to this site, all you posters and my husband to make my anxiety more manageable! This site has been like therapy to me!!!

Kristi- my husband also teases me occasionally about my skids and stains. However is very good about timing and only teasing me in a disarming way were I can laugh at myself and my embarrassment away . Ironically he has seldom hs skid marks but I have never seen him wear white briefs. I have had previous boyfriends who would get skid marks in boxers and boxer briefs. So even though my husband is the kindest and more supportive of my emotions, it's ironic that his bum never leaves stains, even though he says we all have dirty cracks when we poop and wipe with paper! It helps to know that he loves my shapely rear no matter how clean my panties are!!! hahahaha


STEPHEN.P

I woke this morning sat on pottie in bedroom , had a wee again been
asleep all night not needing to wee , I switched off alarm clocks and went downstairs . filled the kettle made tea washed brushed my teeth and got dressed .As the tea was brewing collected my clothes for G Y M and put in car . I sat down and drank tea then made a flask of coffee . My bag for computer classes I put in car .
I climbed into campervan and sat on pottie , had a wee .when done went back to kitchen boiled some milk ,filled a cereal bowl with ALL BRAN
sat down and ate it I then put the bowl in the washing up .The flask of coffee I put in car . I made and drank another cup of tea checked my E MAILS .When leaving the house to go to computer classes again went into campervan sat on pottie ,had a wee.
When leaving computer classes went to G Y M , after three hours at gym, When putting my bag in car I moved the bed pan onto passenger seat , sat in drivers seat and drank my flask of coffee. It was now time for a BM ,slid down my jogging bottoms and pants . slid polypropylene bed pan into position two minutes later a wee then had a number too just letting my bowels doing all the work


Jenny
Jenna and Angela-
Funny coincidence of the recent timing of both your your posts: Angela being anal about closing the lid when you flush and Jenna flushing when still on the toilet. To each their own. I am a lid down flusher. I like it because its equal opportuny for my guy friends, they have to put the seat and lid down after they pee and I put the the lid down after I pee ( and poop)! However, if I drop a really big one, I will flush while sitting before I wipe when I know I have a lot more to empty out and it's getting a little full down there. As far as the germaphobe, we a have a pretty clean bathroom so I will not freak out if someone comes in and doesn't flush with the lid down. It is a more sanitary when you flush when the lid is down though.

Angela's survey
1) Do you put the lid down when you flush after using the toilet after you poop? Yes always at home or someone else's home
2) Guys only: Do you put the lid down after you flush, just the seat, or leave the toilet seat up after you pee (Be honest, we're anonymous) ? n/a
3) Have you ever used a gender-neutral toilet with stall so you would have to poop around the opposite sex? Not yet
4) Have you ever used a bidet? Once, in a condo in Hawaii, it was comical
5) Would you consider using a bidet regularly or currently use one regularly ? I think I should since we cut back on our use of wet wipes at home
5) IF you have never used a bidet, would you try one if you had the chance? N/a
6)If you use a bidet, did you noticed a difference in your cleanliness when used had to use a toilet without a bidet? Don't know because I was wearing dark underwear . Actually I remember because I only had black thongs on that trip and I was afraid you could see them through my lighter dresses . But I did feel fresh afterwards!

Vincene -

I appreciate your conservation efforts. How long have you been mindful about conserving toilet paper? Do you find yourself wiping less and getting more skidmarks as aside effect?Sometimes when I get insecure about my dirty underwear,my husband says that's what underwear is for and even if you wipe completely clean with toilet paper, your crack is never clean. Some times I go through phases where I will wipe 3 times and if the third wipe is still a little dirty, I'll call it as long as I am wearing darker colored non lace underwear. I have seen some bidet advertisements saying we would not clean up mud with paper towels, why do we think toilet paper does the trick...provocative.

1. Do you cover the seat with toilet paper in public places? I used to when I was more of a germphobe, but I often poop at work and at they gym and they keep their bathrooms really clean. I may use the seat covers if the restroom was really disgusting like a rest stop.
2. Why or why not? It is kind of a waste, its a nice option, but its also an opportunity to clog the toilet
3. Have you ever hovered over a toilet to relieve yourself? I am horrible at hovering. I can squat outside but not on a toilet
4. How successful was that experience? I think I was drunk the last time I hovered and it was a disaster, maybe that's another post!
5. Are the pre-cut squares of toilet paper in some places sufficient? OMG never! my highschool had those and I bet everyone who pooped got skids on their old navy boxers and PINK thongs haha, yet for freshman year I still felt like the grossest girl when I would get skidmarks..oh now Im realizing you are meaning to cover the seat...no to that too
6. Are the auto-flushers strong enough to prevent clogs? better than our homes but not invincible. I have have yet to clog an auto flusher


Thunder

Bidet User Angela

In response to Angela's questions;
I always put the lid down on the toilet seat before I flush.
As a mail after peeing I never lave the toilet seat up...it looks awful...really common and average. I often sit to pee because I hate splashes on the floor.
I have no problem pooping around the opposite sex in gender neutral toilets.
A I have said in previous posts I have a bidet at home and prefer that to a normal toilet...as to cleanliness I find it is not as effective as is made out. For best results wipe as usual with paper and then spray with the bidet...that seems to defeat the purpose.
as for me I do not wipe due to my neuro condition and rely on the spray to do the job...if my poo is a soft serve it works well...if it is harder I get skid marks , but I wear Depends and would not be without them so skid marks are not an issue.
Thunder


Sam
I'm taking a course of antibiotics now, and I was warned they might cause stomach upsets, but my poops have been great. Every three to five hours I get a mild, holdable urge and poop out a big soft gassy load that feels so good coming out and doesn't even stink too bad. I really find a good shit to be pleasurable, and these are great. Super satisfying. I feel like my roomies are a little worried but I'm not feeling sick at all.


Elphaba
Today I was doing some shopping in my city's mall and as I was finishing up, I started to need a poo so before I left to go home, I went to the women's loo. After I had entered the bathroom, I went into the third cubical and locked the door before taking off my bag, scarf and coat. I hanged these on the hook on the door and then pulled up my dress and lowered my tights and cute strawberry print panties to my knees. I sat down on the toilet and then farted a few times while peeing a little bit before I got down to business. I pushed and felt my hold begin to open and soon a log plopped into the bowl. Another few logs joined the first over the next few minutes but I still felt that there was still more in me so I stayed sitting. A few women had gone for wee's as I had been pooing. A woman went into the cubical to the right of mine and I heard her fart echo in the bowl and wondered if she was going to poo. My guess was proved correct a few seconds later as I heard a loud thud as her turd hit the water. After I had done another little piece of poo I decided that I was done and began to wipe and then flush. As I was putting on my coat and scarf I heard the woman next to me pull off some toilet paper. I left the cubical and started to wash my hands. I took my time doing this as I wanted to see what the woman in the other cubical looked like. As I moved to the hand dryer, an Asian woman about 20 years old came out of the other cubical and walked towards the sinks. I finished drying my hands and left the bathroom feeling a lot more lighter.


Avery

To Lauren

1. I think it had some water on it, not enough to gross me out, but just a few specs so I wiped it off.
2. The teacher didn't actually know, they just guessed. After all, they were somewhat loud and smelly, and then a student asks to go the bathroom a few minutes later. Seems like an admittance!
3. The stall is fixed, I peed in it a few days later, but I din't know when it was fixed (I feel bad for whoever had to deal with it!). And one classmate found out, but that's not a big deal.
4. I don't like becoming friends with anonymous online people, but I can give you some advice! The easiest way to poop at school, is just do it! Do you pee at school? If you do, you're already half way there! And just think of everyone else: they poop too, and many of them likely go at school! Think of your friends, they poop. Your classmates also poop. In fact, think of how many of your classmates excuse themselves to the bathroom. Do you think all of them need to pee? Nope, some of them are gonna sit down and take a dump! Let's walkthrough the process: you're sitting in class and feel that familiar urge to poop. So you get up and ask your teacher if you can use the restroom. Once they excuse you, head to the restroom of your choosing; it could be your favorite, or just the nearest. Once you get to the bathroom, choose an empty stall, close the door, check for toilet paper, wipe the seat if you need to, pull down your pants and underwear, take a seat, and relax! The last part is important: you're releasing your body of all the bad stuff it no longer wants, you should be relaxed, not stressed! Now that you're sitting on the toilet, get it all out. Empty your bladder, fill the toilet with poop, just get it all out of your system! It might be smelly, or noisy, who cares! You're in a bathroom! That's like being worried your trash will make the trash truck dirty! If someone makes a rude comment who cares! Once you're empty, wipe, feel free to take a look at what you made (you turned that delicious food into the brown log you see before you, be proud!), and finally, flush it all away, pull up your pants and underwear, wash your hands, and head back to class feeling relieved.
I wish you luck, let us know how it goes! I'm gonna go pee (and maybe poop), then go to bed. Bye for now!


Usually uneventful

Biannual constipation

So I'm usually pretty regular, and my trips to the toilet are uneventful - firm, satisfying logs that come out easily, usually with some farting. But, like, twice a year, I'll get a rock-hard load that jams up my bum and usually takes a few days to get out. I'll normally up my water intake and maybe take a suppository if it's really close, but I wanted to ask if it would be too weird to ask an intimate partner to help me when this happens. I've always been too mortified, but I feel like a gooped-up, gloved finger would ease me along better than suppository cramps or taking an enema and spending hours farting out liquid shit. I wanna squeeze it out on my own, but I want to ask my partner to grease the runway, as it were. How would you feel if you were asked to do that for someone you cared about?


Curious Cody

Seeing daylight in normality

I've written before that I was victimized by an older and overbearing mom who used fear, intimidation, and outright insults that lasted well into my upper grade school years. If I questioned mom about why I was being taught to fear using public toilets unlike the rest of my friends, it would just end in an argument that, if we were away from home, would draw attention to me and how strictly I was being raised. Mom got her way because my dad was gone a lot with his job and she overdid it in trying to fill that void. It was NanciAnne, a special childhood friend, who helped me see that mom had strayed from normality.

The issue was that when we were out and I wanted to piss or poop in a store, gas station, theater, ball park or really any type of public bathroom, I was blamed for getting myself into that situation. She would ask if it was Number 1 or Number 2 and say that I should have gone an hour ago before we left home. Since my bowels were sometimes clogged up from holding it in, she obsessed, even when my friends were with us, why I didn't eat more roughage, drink more water and less soda, and probably 10 other things that would make my BMs more regular, normal, and most importantly happen at home. One day, I think it was in 3rd grade it was raining, mom picked us up at school and was going to make us go with her on a shopping spree. NanciAnne said that sounded like fun, but to me I had been holding a full anus since lunchtime. The toilets at school were all urine splashed by midday, there were no privacy doors, most of the toilet paper had already been used and probably caused clogs, and mom went off on me about not having planned right and done at home what should be done at home.

NanciAnne, whose mom my mom knew well from school and church committee, tried to defend me, but mom just kept the argument going. I was surprised beyond belief that NanciAnne was so mature for her age. Here we were at age 7 or 8 in such an argument. Mom was losing. She looked in the rear view mirror and asked NanciAnne how she avoided getting into a situation such as mine. NanciAnne said she crapped daily at school, usually during morning recess or lunch. She had also peed twice that day before we got in the car. Mom became more enraged because she was losing the argument.

Minutes later when we got to the mall, I pleaded with mom to let me go to the bathroom. As usual, she reluctantly gave in, and in anger she led me by the hand into the ladies room! NanciAnne went into a cubicle to pee and mom didn't like that while she was wiping off a toilet seat for me to sit on for my crap. As usual, I think I was shaking as I sat in front of mom and was reminded not to touch the seat or anything. Luckily my crap readily came out. Mom had me stand immediately so she could inspect it (she said it was too large and hard because I had been holding it in), but I didn't say anything. At that point I could see NanciAnne's feet drop from the toilet next door to us. She flushed and went out and washed her hands. Had my crap been soft, I would have had much more wiping to do in front of mom, but I just wanted to get out of there. I reached for the flusher and mom slapped me. She had me stand straight up and flush with my left foot. Again, I had done something I was not suppose to do. Then mom said she was going to hold her pee for an hour or so until we got home. I have to admit, she was able to accomplish that.

I just didn't like being dragged into the ladies room when I was nearing 9 years old. NanciAnne was just one of my friends who found that to be extreme. At the line for the wash basin I heard this girl whisper to her mother and point me out. Something was said about me perhaps being special needs.

I think it was later that year when mom and dad took me to the circus at our city's arena. I had complained to dad several times about mom taking me into the ladies room. Since he was there he took me down to the mens room. He sat on the bench outside the main entrance as I went in and did my thing. He was pleasant about it the whole time. After the performance while we were leaving the building, he excused himself and went into the bathroom. I followed him in. He went into a stall, dropped the seat, and the splash and his sigh to me let me know he dropped a whopper. He wiped from his seat and flushed the normal way with his hand. At the big water basin he told me mom was wrong in many of her attitudes toward public bathrooms. He led me to believe that he and NanciAnne had been right in calling them a necessity.

NanciAnne, who was very mature for her age, helped me a lot as we became even closer friends. We did a lot of things together and she helped me through the bullying I had to endure in middle school. The guys had seen me be taken into a ladies bathroom and that had marked me for ridicule. I don't know how many times I heard, "Cody, shouldn't you be next door?" at school and other places. She was a true friend and encouraged me to go to prom with her. We went to several concerts together. Then I met Keci, the woman who I live with. She, too, is understanding what I went through some 15 years ago.


Tuesday, January 31, 2023


Richard

To Tlana

Wow :-) That's sounds like quite the horrible for a little one :( Did you ever talk to grams about it later in life. I did with mine. She still won't to this day admit that it was long. But now I have made peace with it through some therapy and reflection and promised my self along time ago that if I ever have kids and grandkids that I will always let them go when they need to.


Kristi

Early morning poopoo and reading commemts

Good morning, beautiful people.

Nature called early this morning. I had some microwaved makeshift nachos last night which is probably why.

I sat down, peed a river (farted mid-stream) and now I'm pooping while reading comments.

Thank you for all you replied to my survey!

Jenny and Bidet User: Yeah, the bidet gets the outside of me but it's not as good as actually putting paper in me.

I do leave brown stains in my panties occasionally which my hubby loves to tease me about... even though he leaves them in his underwear too.

Ooh. That was a big log. (I'm still pooping.)

Aaaand another one. I had to go!

And that's all from me. No wipe needed as I'm getting in the shower.

Love,

Kristi


bidet user Angela
@Anna from Austria- I agree I prefer no audience when I poop. I live in Portland, Oregon where there are a lot of gender neutral toilets. I love how really most of them are just one toilet and you don't have to poop next to anybody, just like home or a hotel in a way. I feel a little more comfortable pooping around women, and a little more nervous pooping around the opposite sex, even past partners and current partner. However, I have gotten more comfortable with my age with pooping in pubic, that I even though I have these feelings, they are not as strong. My heart rate does go up a little if I poop around my husband, but I am not mortified. Also, I am more concerned about bothering or grossing someone out when I poop. Often, I apologize when I have to poop in a public restroom and there is a friend there. I had a nurse friend told me I do not need to apologize and that everyone does it. I told her I know, but I know everyone farts but I would apologize if I farted around someone just like someone would appetize about burping. We all do it, but now I am more concerned about grossing someone out than being...we vulnerable with my pants down and a dirty butt. So if I am pooping around anyone I apologize more for stinking up the room rather than being truly ashamed.

Jenny-I work in health research and actually went to medical school for a year before I decided it was not for me. But I consider myself a germaphobe and yes I still kind of get grossed out in public restrooms because of all the flushing with out lids. I have seen some research and even though the bacteria that is spread in the air probably will not harm you, its still kind of gross to me. Funny story, I'm really good friends with my college ex. I got him to flush with the lid down. He told me he got into a fight with his girlfriend because she didn't put the lid down when she flushed! We thought it was funny because often, isnt it the girl who gets mad at the guy for leaving the toilet lid up?

I'm inspired to my make my own (unscientific) survey:

1) Do you put the lid down when you flush after using the toilet after you poop?
2) Guys only: Do you put the lid down after you flush, just the seat, or leave the toilet seat up after you pee (Be honest, we're anonymous) ?
3) Have you ever used a gender-neutral toilet with stall so you would have to poop around the opposite sex?
4) Have you ever used a bidet?
5) Would you consider using a bidet regularly or currently use one regularly ?
5) IF you have never used a bidet, would you try one if you had the chance?
6)If you use a bidet, did you noticed a difference in your cleanliness when used had to use a toilet without a bidet?


My answers:

1) Do you put the lid down when you flush after using the toilet after you poop? ALWAYS as long as there is a lid!
2) Guys only: Do you put the lid down after you flush, just the seat, or leave the toilet seat up after you pee (Be honest, we're anonymous) N/A
3) Have you ever used a gender-neutral toilet with stall so you would have to poop around the opposite sex? No
4) Have you ever used a bidet? Yes
5) Would you consider using a bidet regularly or currently use one regularly ? I currently use one at home
5) IF you have never used a bidet, would you try one if you had the chance?
6)If you use a bidet, did you noticed a difference in your cleanliness when used had to use a toilet without a bidet? yes! A close friend and my partner notice I am in a worse mood if I have to poop at work or outside the home. Even if I do not get a skidmark or I wear dark underwear I feel like I can smell my butt all day more if I do not use a bidet. I care less about the skidmarks, what I love is the feeling of a fresh butt after a shower or bidet use.


Sarah B.

Fitting Room

My friend and I used to work at a thrift store and if a cute guy came in and needed to use the restroom, we would often let him use the fitting room instead. It's funny how many guys we could get to do that. Usually we would tell him that we didn't have restrooms or that they were only for staff, and the guy would usually believe it. Then, we would tell him if he wanted he could go ahead and use the fitting room instead. Of course he would always be really surprised when we said that, but usually he would say "okay" and then he would go ahead and do it. I remember how Natalie (my friend) and I would sometimes go and stand by the fitting room door while the guy would be in there, and we could hear him doing his thing. We could always tell whether he was peeing on the carpet or if he was peeing against the wall. Once in a while a guy would even pee on the bench. Usually he would pee on the wall though. Like a urinal. And almost always the guy would fart as he peed.


Keven

Kristi's survey and intro

Hi! My name's Keven, I'm 26, almost 27. I've posted a couple of times, but it was a long time ago, and I no longer remember the name I put. So I'll just go with this name. I live in the middle of the US, cold and dry, and as for as long as I can remember, I've always been a little bit of a big pooper. Maybe even a big farter, but it's debatable.
Yesterday, I stopped at a truck stop to poo, as I was farting in my car and I felt it ready to come out. I stopped at the plaza, parked my car, got out, and headed inside. It was rather quiet inside, and I slipped myself in the bathroom with about 8 stalls. There's 7 stalls in a row, and a handicapped stall on the other side. There were a few people already pooing, I could tell by the feet, and someone had farted on the pot as I walked by. I walked in the stall, locked it, and sat my 250 pound self on the toilet. (I'm a little bit shorter than 6 feet, heh). I began to push and it came out easily while I farted, making a hissing sound. It only took a couple of seconds until it fell in the toilet. Immediately I began to stink up the stall. I stood up to look at my work and saw a large turd in the toilet, it went from the hole, up out of the water, and was around 2-3 inches thick. I normally poo like this. I decided to wipe quickly and flush. I pulled the chain, but nothing happened. It didn't move, and the stall continued to stink.
I quickly moved to another stall where I began to wipe. A guy walked into the restroom and went into my stall seeing the large turd and big wads of TP. He looked at it, mumbled to himself something along the lines of "My God." and went to another stall and began to fart and begin his poo. I finished wiping and I sat there for a little bit. The smell begin to spread out in the bathroom, and before long a janitor walked in. He walked to the stall I had used, whistling to himself, and then he stopped. He flushed the toilet, but I assume it didn't go down. Over the course of 5 minutes, he had to flush the toilet 10 times at least. I opened the stall door after I flushed and put my coat back on. He stared at me with an evil expression, like he knew I was the one that laid it. I smiled and went to go wash my hands, and finish my day.

I have so many stories of me going in a gas station, or mall, and pooing something that will not flush. It doesn't help I only go every other, every 3 days, sometimes more.

Now for Kristi's survey:
1. Your age/gender.

26 male

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

I'd probably try to hurry. I've never had someone rush me, as I'm a quick pooper.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

I'd rather not go outside. I'd have to worry about burying it, etc. I'll just poo on the filthy toilet.

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

This is such a good question, as I normally need to poo at night. But normally the urge doesn't strike me unless I'm at "home" or someone familiar. If I actually needed to go, I would go. Holding it in isn't good for you. And what better way to assert your dominance. I tend to do large turds that are one piece.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

Get in, poo, get out. It's not good to sit for long periods of time, you'll get piles.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave?
This has happened to me quite a few times. I can remember this one particular time, it was in a gas station a couple years ago. I had been eating a lot, but was active at the gym. It was a toilet with one stall and a urinal on the outside. My stomach hurt really bad, and when I finally went, it was such a big turd it filled the toilet. It was as big as the whole in the toilet, and longer than a foot, around 15 inches long. It smelled like rotting eggs and vegetables, as I had eaten a lot of beans and rice. I flushed but it didn't move. When I opened the door a construction worker was looking at me, and he smiled. I didn't say anything. He went in, didn't say anything. I heard him sit down, and began to fart a lot, and then his smell began to cover the bathroom. I went in later to find out he had quite a bit of soft serve. (I went in again after I bought some coffee and filled my car's gas.)

Happy pooping,
Keven!


Jenna

Anyone else enjoy the sit down flush?

Hey all I'm Jenna from Australia.
I guess my love of the sit down flush started way back when I was little as long as I remember I used to do my business with the bathroom door open and then I would call out to mum to help me wipe up, she would wipe me and then before I could get up she would flush the toilet while I was still seated. Because my bottom was so little back then it would sit quite low into the bowl so when she flushed it my backside would get really really wet I enjoyed how the splashing felt deep up in my bottom and the muffled sound of the toilet flush. When it was done she would help pull up my knickers and pants and my bum would still feel wet even once dressed I'm not sure if she ever realized that my bum was getting wet but either way I enjoyed her flushing the toilet before I was off it. It was also exciting using other toilets at relatives houses or out at malls, libraries, cinema etc as each toilet had a different flush strength and it was exciting to see how it would feel.when I was too old to need help on the toilet anymore I still do the sit down flush and reach back to hit the button at my home I have a full flush caroma It flushes from the front and back which creates a big wave in the middle of the bowl perfect target for your bum when your sitting on top of it lol please share more stories if you enjoy the sit down flush too


Vincene

Crap, flush, no paper option solved

My boyfriend Diver and I went for a weekend away from out apartment. He was competing in a bowling tournament about six hours away. It was pretty accessible by the interstate so we both woke up at the same time, grabbed our bags and hit the road. Each of us bought a giant black coffee at a c-store where Diver filled the tank. While he did that, I went into the store, lucked out because there was no line for the toilet, and I did what Diver refers to as my "daily dump". That is my normal routine five days a week when I drive about an hour to my job.

Since both genders use that store toilet, about once a week when I back up to it and prepare to take my seat, I can see that the flush has been slowed or outright probably clogged. I find that so amusing because it is preventable most of the time. Too often users paper nest the seat before sitting on it. Waste of TP and clog that will be caused by even a modest crap. Since I was about 16 and frustrated about the same problem at my high school, I find it frustrating that some users continue to do the nest thing. Now, in my early 30s, I continue my frustration. Sit, relieve yourself, wipe and flush. I've also figured out that clogs can be prevented if you have a crap involving multi-pieces. Halfway through, just stand, reach back and flush, retake your seat and resume. In the end, take only the minimal toilet paper for each wipe. If you have extra paper in your hand, just hang it over the roll. I can't help but believe that several additional users can share a sit without getting pissed and asking for more toilet paper. Back at my high school we called it "conservation."

Diver, who I have been with for almost ten years, remains fastidious about his famous butt directly sitting on a public toilet seat. In the summer when he has played in softball doubleheaders he has rejected the portables near each diamond and walked, sometimes risking a penalty for his team, a block to the complex pavilion to take his crap. He makes an excuse for the walk, but I don't think too many of his teammates buy it.
He has tried my midway flush at our apartment and he has reluctantly agreed that it has eliminated clogs. When we first moved in together we upset the building manager several times with clogs. One required a rooting job that the company paid $200 for. Since then Diver has learned to stop a mid-crap and flush. The toilets in our 110 unit building have piping that is about as cheap as you can get. Most of the toilets I use away from home are the commercial grade ones. But they too will clog without help from cautious users.

My short survey:

1. Do you cover the seat with toilet paper in public places?
2. Why or why not?
3. Have you ever hovered over a toilet to relieve yourself?
4. How successful was that experience?
5. Are the pre-cut squares of toilet paper in some places sufficient?
6. Are the auto-flushers strong enough to prevent clogs?

My answers:
1. No
2. Despite what my mom taught, it is wasteful and unnecessary.
3. Yep. A friend talked me into it at a port-a-potty.
4. Not successful.
5. Not even close to it. That's when I started sitting right down skin-on-seat. I've never looked back.
6. No. I've seen toilets stuck in the auto-cycle with their pipes clogged.


Ted

Best craps

Definitely when I was backpacking long distances. My fuel was freeze dried food, a lot of gorp (nuts, raisins, dried fruit, coconut flakes, m&ms, and fruit. And of course tons of water. A typical hiking day was about 10-12 miles of up and down in the Rockies, Cascades, Wallowas, sometimes the desert or canyonlads. My typical venue was a wooded spot off the trail squatting in a whole that I had dug (7" or more in depth). One gentle push and out came one or more long and fat logs, followed by some mushier ropes propelled gently with just a soft grunt or two. Generally very little paperwork followed because squatting separated my anus widely enough so the turds left little residue. Then, you cover up the hole. If I had company, all the better--a pleasure shared with someone also getting relief. I live in more developed areas now, but there are woods where I can still get in a satisfying dump in a hole that I cover up afterwards. Nothing like emptying your bowels in a natural setting.
Happy pooping to all.
Ted


Annie

Massive amount of shit after coffee and breakfast

Just got back from the bathroom after a massive amount of shit. Got up around 8:30 this morning, made some hot water to drink and sat down for breakfast (fried rice, black coffee in my travel mug). Ate my breakfast and drank my hot water and coffee after downstairs while I digested and watched YouTube videos. A few minutes ago I got a major urge to shit so I went to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled down my dark blueish-black sweatpants and beige underwear and sat on the toilet. Relaxed and gave a gentle push and absolutely loaded the toilet with a major load. Took only about 20 seconds. It wasn't everything from my body but it was a hell of a shit. Peed then wiped my vagina and stood up. DAMN. The load was really thick and mostly soft, taking up a lot of the toilet bowl. I decided to flush first to prevent clogging. Once the beast was flushed I got to work wiping. Tossed the paper in once I was clean enough, flushed, pulled up my pants and underwear and washed my hands. What a shit! That wasn't everything from my body but it was a lot. I hope I do another big one after lunch.

Happy pooping!

Annie


Annie

Pooped for the 2nd time after lunch

Hi everyone. Had a semi big lunch. Fried rice etc with hot sauce and a jar of warm water. Ate slowly and chewed well. Not long after lunch I had the urge to poop again. Went to the washroom, turned on the light, closed the door etc. Pulled down my dark blueish-black sweatpants and black underwear and sat. Relaxed and watery crap poured into the toilet bowl. Was done within about 20 seconds. When I was done I wiped well, pulled up my pants and underwear and flushed. Washed my hands and that was that. 2nd poop today.

Happy pooping

Annie


Josh
Hi everyone, my name's Josh, I'm in my twenties and from the UK. I was recounting a story from my college days earlier with a friend of mine and he said it was weird. I wanted to see what you guys thought. In my sixth form (when I was aged 17-18), me and my mate Nathan used to hang out. Most days on a free period, or a breaktime, we used to go to the bathroom together. He always used to pee, and I'd often poop. We were super chill with each other, so after he'd peed at the urinal he'd come and chat to me whilst I pooped. As I say, we were really good friends. The first few times it was a bit awkward whilst I was plopping/farting/grunting as he was just the other side of the stall door. But it happened most days and soon I became chill with it. But what my friend today found weird was when I was telling him about the conversations I had with Nathan, because he and I often used to chat about the poop I was having. So, if I did a big fart, he'd say something like: "how have you been holding on to that?!", or if I let out a satisfying groan, he might say "wow, that sounds like it felt good." We used to talk about other things too, but my friend today said it was weird because Nathan never actually pooped, and he said that maybe he kind of got off on it. I don't think he did, I just think we were two super chill mates. What do you guys think, was that weird, or just two guys not caring and hanging out?


Sam
Welp, I full on peed myself today. I had had a little to drink, and was book shopping. And I was holding it all through that. And in my infinite good sense, I thought I could hold it all the way to the restaurant that would be my next stop. I passed two public restrooms, with the pressure in my bladder becoming increasingly urgent, thinking that the restaurant was not much farther. I got to the restaurant, and halfway to the bathroom, I let a trickle of pee out. And then the dam burst. I was full on peeing my pants and, as the final insult, when I got in the bathroom stall, I had finished peeing. My pants, underwear, and socks were soaked. I had to call my roommate and have him fetch me clean clothes. And I waited in that stall for a good 30 minutes while he made it across town with my jeans. I don't know if anyone in the restaurant knew what was up. Needless to say, I ate somewhere else.


Emma

Another school accident.

Hi, I'm Emma. I posted on page 2970 about when I was 17 and pooped my pants twice the same day at school. I was diagnosed as incontinent due to weak muscles much later, when I was 25. Since then due to the treatment my accidents have reduced a lot. But before that it used to be very difficult. As I had mentioned earlier, I had a nurse appointed by my mother, to check on me and help me clean up whenever I had accidents.

After the accidents in my previous post, I stopped going to school mainly because I didn't want to face people. I was already 17 and in 10th grade. I had a few accidents during the period, but they were private. Eventually my mom forced me to return to school next year when I was 18, but I had to restart 10th grade again since I missed the final exams. The school accepted me on the condition that I'm accompanied by a nurse and I take frequent toilet breaks. An additional condition was that I help with school admin stuff whenever needed, since I was old enough to work.

It went fine for a few weeks. It was a new batch of students in 10th grade and I managed to make some friends. But it didn't last long. My mom was on vacation with her boyfriend and Mrs Matthews (my nurse) took that time to take her break as well.

Monday went fine, no problem. But I was ordering take out food since I didn't want to cook. On tuesday, on the way to school I was very gassy. But they had asked me to help with showing around some prospective kids' parents around the school. There were a couple of other volunteers and we were giving the parents and their kids a tour of the school. My stomach was hurting, but I held myself together .I was answering some parents' questions, when I felt a huge cramp and big solid log of poop came out into my white legging. I could feel it pushing against my legging and spreading down the back of my thighs. I felt mortified. I stopped talking and tried to think of a way to escape from there. However the smell hit everyone immediately and the parents were asking about the smell. A kid started laughing and shouted out that I had pooped my pants. It was obvious from the bulge behind me. I just stood there, not knowing what to do. Soon some teachers came by and I was escorted to the washroom.

I had forgotten my extra pants at home, and there was nothing to change into. I cleaned up myself and my legging as much as I could and then they took me to the waiting room. They said that someone would take me home in an hour or so, and till then I'm to wait there. Some time later, someone from the staff drove me home.

I didn't go to school for the next week, it was too embarrassing. The school got in touch with my mom, and my mom didn't take it well of course. Mom fired Mrs Matthews since she was supposed to be there, and wasn't. Overall a horrible day.

I'll write more about that period later.. thank you for reading.


Lauren

Reply to Avery

Hey Avery! Thank you so much for answering my questions! I realized that it was a lot of questions and I'm so sorry about that! Oh and I was only kidding when I said that the donuts had some sort of magical powers that made you poop; I knew it wasn't the donuts but I still thought it would be funny to blame it on them, hope you didn't mind.

I know there were a lot of questions last time, so today I will condense it down to just four.

1. You mentioned that you wiped down the seat in the bathroom before, was the seat in the school bathroom dirty? The toilet seats at my school can sometimes be dirty and I also have had to do the same.

2. If you don't mind me asking, I am a little bit curious as to how your teacher knew that someone farted in class on that day of your big poop after the buffet. How did he know since no one heard or suspected anything?

3. Did the toilet in the 3rd stall remain clogged, or did someone fix it later? When you had a chance to go back to the same bathroom, did you see it fixed? And did any of your friends or classmates know that you created that?

And the fourth is more of a request. Can I pretend you're my friend, or be actually friends if you're ok with it, because I really need someone to help me through my fear? I am very much afraid of it, but there really isn't anyone available to help me out. You seem like the perfect and ideal friend who has the expertise to help me! And you can help guide me into a new world where pooping at school is no longer a fear. If that's all okay with you of course!

Thanks!
Lauren


Sunday, January 29, 2023


Thunder

Power Dump

I had not had much in the way of BMs for a few days and I took my laxative last night and this morning got out of bed and sat on the throne and had an average poo.
About an hour later I thought I would have another attempt.... no one was at home so I sat on the bidet and the seat warms up which is comforting...I do not know why but I find it comforting and helps me relax...I then went into my meditative state and within a copy of minutes I felt everything move down...my hole open and about 15 plops followed. I applied no effort...just relaxation...I cannot remember doing so many plops for years...it stopped and I sat there for a little while and gave push and a large dump ensued and splattered everywhere. I was one the throne for a fair while....I do not know how long....could be 20 minutes at a guess.
I then finished off with the cleaning function and drying...flushed and left...feeling so much better. What joy!
Thunder


Avery

Response to Kristi's Survey

Hello! Here's my response to Kristi's survey, and a short story as well!
1. 15/Female
2. If I've gotta go, I'm gonna go! I'd try to poop faster, but I wouldn't just clench my cheeks shut and wait until later. I'd just say "be out in a minute or two" then poop and wipe quickly. If it was a big poop, and not one of my normal, routine "stomach-emptying" poops, I'd say "I'll be a few minutes, I'm pooping!"
3. I'll take a toilet whenever I can, but in this case I'd poop outside. Total privacy and cleanliness with the downside of not being on a toilet vs the total opposite.
4. If his was someone who I hadn't previously been close friends with, I'd hold it, unless I really needed to go, in which case I would do it fast and discreetly and really hope I didn't overeat (otherwise the discreetness might be lost, either from a smell, noise, time, or clogged toilet).
5. I'm typically somewhere in the middle. I don't want to force it out as fast as possible, but at the same time I don't want to sit there hoping gravity will pull a turd out of me. Normally, I will push when necessary, but otherwise I'll let it inch out by itself.
6. Something similar happened to me last week! I pooped so much that I was scared to flush the toilet, so I left it unflushed. I would do the same in this situation.

Time for the short story:
I needed to poop at school today! Yesterday night, I'd had a big dinner of pasta. I had pooped before dinner, so there was plenty of space for the pasta and the other sludge sitting in my intestines to go, and I could feel a new poop forming (I farted a bit as well). But this morning, I ate a breakfast of eggs, toast, and bacon, and that took up quite a bit of space. I felt fine for most of the morning, and after putting on white underwear, light pink leggings, and a white tshirt (plus a blue hoodie), I went to school. Once I got there, I realized I hadn't peed that morning, and 12 hours without peeing really filled my bladder. So before going to class, I stopped at the girls restroom, took a stall, pulled down my leggings and underwear, sat down, and listened to the tinkling of my bladder's contents as it drained into the toilet below. After 20 seconds, my bladder was empty and I stopped peeing, wiped, pulled up my pants, flushed, washed my hands, and left. I got through my first and second classes with no problems, albeit my stomach made a few noises as my breakfast was digested, a sign of things to come. I sat down in my third class and pulled out my notes, but also felt some pressure, so I quietly farted, but the pressure kept slowly building. I ended up fidgeting a bit, but soon, I had the answer to my uncomfortableness; a newly formed poop sitting in my rectum! After a few extra minutes, I stopped fidgeting and holding it and decided to go poop. I went to the teacher and asked "can I go to the bathroom," and she said yes. I walked out of the classroom, down the hall, into the girls restroom. The 3 stalls were taken, so I waited. Two girls sounded like they were peeing, while the other had just sat down and was also peeing. Once the other girls had finished peeing, they wiped and flush, I took their spot and sat down with my cloths at my knees. I peed quickly (just a few seconds), the started on my poop. I heard grunting from my neighbor as my log came out. It was 12 inches long and 1.5 inches thick. My neighbor made some big poops, then they were done as well. I wiped, flushed, pulled up my pants, washed my hands, and went back to class, feeling relieved. Bye for now!


Anna from Austria
I am going to answer the survey of Kristy

1. Your age/gender.

37/Female

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

I would ignore the person and just do my stuff as usual.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use an absolutely filthy bathroom. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

I would poop outside because without a second thought.

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

The only way for me is B. Holding is not an option because I am not good at holding my poop. I start farting like a storm when I have to hold it. That would be more embarrassing than pooping at a guy's place.I am a rather loud pooper, so I would probably play some music to hide my pooping sounds a little bit.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

I do my stuff as quickly as possible and then leave.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and someone is waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!

I would warn the lady waiting outside and tell her it did not flush.

Ok that's for today

greetings from Austria

Anna


Anna from Austria
@Violetta It felt interesting to say the least. He is not my type but it was still interesting somehow to listen to guy you barely know by such private things.

@Jenny It felt differnt for many reasons.It feels somehow embarrasing to think about the stuff that guys can here me while doing my business. Not the biggest fan of female audiance as well but with guys it is different. As a lady I want to show just my best side towards guys and using the bathroom with the typcial bathroom sounds is certainly not one my best sides.

greetings from Austria

Anna

Anna


Annie

Had a recent seizure and wet the bed

The son of my caregiver (a longtime friend) told me something at lunch that made me cringe from embarrassment. Apparently I had a recent seizure and wet the bed. I've never ever peed my pants during one and I don't remember it. Extremely embarrassed.


Annie

Absolutely loaded the toilet

Hi everyone. Been a while since I had a really good shit. Been semi constipated. This morning I got up, peed and had congee ish type of stuff for breakfast. Also had a travel mug of coffee (black) and 2 jars of water. A few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop. I went to the washroom, closed the door, walked over to the toilet, pulled down my dark blueish-black sweatpants and underwear and sat. Gave a push and a giant log stretched me and came out into the bowl within about 20 seconds. Damn. I flushed first to prevent the possibility of clogging. I didn't look first but it felt huge so I can imagine a lot came out. Took some TP and wiped well and flushed again. Stood up, pulled up my pants and underwear and washed my hands.

I would guess it was about 2 1/2 feet long. I'm just happy I finally went and I flushed first to prevent clogging. Damn. Body still has a lot in it but that was a hell of a good shit. Hopefully I can go again later. I feel better now even if it wasn't everything yet.

Happy pooping!

Annie


Midwesterner

I'm Back! A Couple Short Stories and Survey Answers

Midwesterner is back! I know I haven't been posting much lately, but I've been keeping tabs on this site and have been reading posts pretty regularly. I have particularly enjoyed posts by Armygirl and Kristi. I love how uninhibited both of you are and both of your writing styles! Today I thought I'd share a couple of quick stories as well as answer a couple surveys. I do have some posts that I've been working on from the holidays and other times over the past year, but have not finished them yet.

For one of my quick stories today, I will tell you about my recent visit to the doctor's office. I went in for a standard checkup a couple weeks ago. I felt the slight urge to both pee and poop prior to my appointment, but I didn't go in case they needed a urine sample. It turns out they didn't need any samples, so on my way out I decided to hit the restroom. By this time, my urge for both peeing and pooping had increased. The closest restrooms were two unisex single user facilities right across the hall from each other. There was a guy ahead of me as we approached the restrooms. He went to the free one on the right. The left one was occupied, so I decided I'd just wait until one of the users was done instead of finding a different restroom. I heard toilet paper being rolled off in the restroom on the left, so I figured that one would become free soon. I heard the sound of the powerful commercial toilet flushing quickly followed by the user washing their hands. The door opened and out came a fairly attractive nurse who was probably in her mid 30's. She smiled at me as she went by. I went in and locked the door. The toilet was very clean, so I just pushed my clothing down to my feet and sat right down on the toilet. I don't know if the nurse pooped or not, but the seat felt warm like she had been sitting on it for a while. I aimed my penis into the bowl and got my pee out of the way before I settled in for my poop. One thing I noticed is that for some reason, this toilet seat was hard for me to get comfortable on. It was the typical American public style seat, which I usually find very comfortable. This seat seemed to have sharper edges or something like it was cheaper. But regardless, I settled in the best I could and pushed out a couple long pieces over the course of 5 minutes. I wiped up, flushed, washed my hands, and left with nobody waiting.

This next story I found to be a bit odd. About a month ago I was driving down the highway when I noticed a minivan on the side of the road with its flashers on. Upon getting closer it was obvious why they were pulled over. I could see a little girl with her pants pulled down and her dad trying to hold her up somewhat so she was mimicking a seated position. The mom was just standing there staring at her daughter looking concerned. It was pretty obvious that the girl had a potty emergency. I didn't think it was that strange that they pulled over because of their emergency, but I did think it was strange that they went so far out in the open. They were in the grass past their car maybe 20 feet, which meant the poor girl was in full view of everybody passing by. I don't understand why they didn't at least shield her behind the car door or something. Anyway, I just thought the whole scenario was a bit strange.

Outdoorsy Girl's Survey:

1. Do you feel any embarrassment or anxiety when realizing that you have to poop outside?

No, not at all

2. Do you tell your friends when you have to go away to poop?

Generally not anymore, but when I was in Boy Scouts I did. I will however tell my wife and a couple family members and I spend time with frequently.

3. How often and when do you mostly poop outside?

Since I'm involved in farming, it's very often, like multiple times per week in the spring and summer.

4. Do you practice LNT partly or fully?

Not really, I just bury everything.

5. How is your positure when pooping (squatting, bending forward, standing etc.)?

Squatting

6. Do you discuss your poop with friends afterwards?

With my wife, yes

7. Have you spotted (none, some, many of) your friends or family when pooping?

Oh yes, for sure! In Boy Scouts I saw multiple other scouts pooping. I have seen my wife poop outside multiple times and have posted about it before. I also posted a camping story quite a while back about a camping trip with my wife and some other friends/ relatives. I saw several of them poop on that trip, as well as during other occasions.

8. Did they discover you?

My wife knew I saw her, but I don't think the others did.

9. Have anyone seen you when pooping outside?

My wife has for sure, and possibly some people in Boy Scouts.

10. What type of poop do you mainly do when outside (size, form, color)?

It varies a lot.

11. Have you seen the poop of anyone you know outside.

My wife

12. Have you seen people you do not know when pooping outside?

No

13. (Gender and age, not necessary but if you want to share.)

Male, 27


Kristi's Survey:

1. Your age/gender.

27, male

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

I'd probably just tell them I'd be a little bit yet or something to that effect. I'd try to be as timely as possible if that were the only restroom option available. If I knew there were other restrooms available, I'd just go at my preferred, relaxed pace.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

Definitely would go outside!

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

In hindsight, I probably would try to hold it until I left if possible. Of course a lot of this would depend on how my relationship had transpired. My wife and I became pretty open early on in our relationship.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

I generally like to take my time.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!)

That would be embarrassing for sure! I would probably inform them that the flusher doesn't work.


Ted

Best craps

Definitely when I was backpacking long distances. My fuel was freeze dried food, a lot of gorp (nuts, raisins, dried fruit, coconut flakes, m&ms, and fruit. And of course tons of water. A typical hiking day was about 10-12 miles of up and down in the Rockies, Cascades, Wallowas, sometimes the desert or canyonlads. My typical venue was a wooded spot off the trail squatting in a whole that I had dug (7" or more in depth). One gentle push and out came one or more long and fat logs, followed by some mushier ropes propelled gently with just a soft grunt or two. Generally very little paperwork followed because squatting separated my anus widely enough so the turds left little residue. Then, you cover up the hole. If I had company, all the better--a pleasure shared with someone also getting relief. I live in more developed areas now, but there are woods where I can still get in a satisfying dump in a hole that I cover up afterwards. Nothing like emptying your bowels in a natural setting.
Happy pooping to all.
Ted


Tlana

Richard's peeing survey

1. Were you ever forced to hold your pee as a child?
Yes.

2. By whom?
My well-meaning grandmother who is insistent that I could pick up all kinds of STDs (she calls them 'social diseases' from sitting on public toilets.

3. Were you pee-teased/tortured by anyone?
Yes. Back in grade school I almost never remembered to pee or poo before leaving home. So upon entering the building I headed directly into the toilets. An older teacher who was watching the main entryway pulled me aside a couple of times and said I should learn to do my bathroom visits before leaving home. When I was out with my grandma she couldn't believe that was so enthusiastic about using the bathroom. She would say I was "asking for it" and by making contact with those toilet seats I was going to catch something.

4. What were the holding sessions like?
Grams would continue to nag me at first, then she would try to convince me that it was only a short 5 minutes or so back to her house, or 10 minutes to my house. Lying, of course. If I started to cry or grab myself she did take me into a bathroom. I think when I was about 5 or 6 being forced to stand aside the toilet, clothing down to the floor, I was forced to wait while grams would go to her purse, pull out one of those seat cover tissues from a packet and lay it out over the seat before I was allowed to sit. I remember a couple of times that my pee gushed out of me while she was preparing my seat cover.

5. What did you say during the holding session?
I just complained and would dance around a little bit. Then I couldn't hold back my tears. Some years later when I was in high school and grams was visiting our family and doing the wash, I was criticized for often having skidmarks in my white panties. She didn't buy my argument that I wasn't about to risk getting detentions for being late to class. Her retort: I should wake up an hour earlier and have my crap before leaving for school.

6. Hospital or doctors visits?
I had a series of bladder infections, perhaps one or two a year, extending into my high school years.

7. How did I heal?
I think I was about 12 or 13 when I didn't travel around with grandma that much anymore. I think I took 3 or 4 pees a day at school and often a final one right after school before I walked home with my friends. I also learned to drink at least the equivalent of 6 bottles of water a day. That also helped me have much softer poops. I'd sit, poop in about 10 or 15 seconds, wipe and then exit. There were no privacy doors on the toilets and others seemed to be in envy.

8. How are things different today?
Grams is well into her 80s. I'm a full-time teacher at my old high school. At open house night, I brought her up to my school to see my classroom and after parking my car and helping her out, I had to make a run into the student bathroom on my floor to take a pee. There's still no privacy doors and I didn't want conflict if she walked in on me and saw me sitting on the bare toilet seat. So I compromised and put two lines of toilet paper down. My sit lasted about 45 seconds and the bowl was filled with yellow bubbles when I stood and pushed the flusher. I almost forgot to peel the toilet paper off my butt.

To AT:
There's a common interest here. I've been involved on the forum for about 10 years now. At first I was about 12 or 13 and getting some kickback from a couple of parents for whom I babysat about how I handled their child's bathroom needs away from home. Curiosity and need brought me to this site.


Mina Kazumi Maho Hisae

Dear Lea

Thank you for very kind words. We give you some answers.

We had buddy dump in nature only once. We don't have plan for next time. Perhaps we are thinking it is a once in a lifetime experience. We are sorry, that we disappoint.

Hisae and Mina had experience to do motion outside themselves, not buddy dump. It was a diarrhoea both of us. Hisae's emergency is story in this site. Mina was schoolgirl when she had emergency, but not in Wales. In Japan.

We always flush while we doing our motions. We don't like to clog loo. Mina and Maho have experience, and we didn't feel good.

You are correct about Japanese vegetable diet. We enjoyed to listen to Hisae last Sunday morning when she sat on loo with happy face. Splash splash splash and more and more, she did eleven. Maho, she was next Hisae, she said, all of them very beautiful turds come out medium speed. But then she stand up, and after Mina and Kazu look, admire beautiful pile and admire Hisae's beautiful bottom, Maho flushed, then Hisae sat down and four more splashes and some little sounds. If you want to do big motions, it is very good to eat lots vegetables. We love vegetables, so we can sit on loo long long time and many many splash.

We are bit sad now. It is heavy snow in all Japan. Some people stay in train ten hours because train could not move. We think maybe they did wee and motions in their pants, they must feel so bad. Train is not best place to do. And in non stop train, carriage with loo was crowded very much because everyone want to go to loo. We are very lucky women, we could telework and use beautiful loos, green and beige. We feel sorry very much for people on train.

Thank you again Lea. You are kind. Warm words help so much, especially Mina is help because she is easy to fall into a depression. We hope you are happy every day and have wonderful time on loo in your various ways to do.

Love to everyone. If it is snow, don't ride in train.

Hisae Maho Kazumi Mina


Avery

Reply to Lauren

To Lauren: hello! Thanks for all the compliments! That sure is a lot of questions, so I'll do my best to answer them! In my second school poop story, I was in Kindergarten at the time, and yes, my hands got a bit wet, but not too dirty. And I'm sometimes very open, other times not as much. Regarding my week of poops, our cafeteria serves normal school lunches: things like sandwiches, pizza, or cheap pasta. It doesn't taste great, but it doesn't typically make me poop more. And yup, our school has some very powerful toilets and other not so powerful toilets. I just got lucky and had one of the powerful toilets. It was quite relieving, but I find all my poops relieving! You story about your friend I'd quite interesting, that must've been embarrassing! That hasn't happened to me or my friends, and yes I do wear skinny jeans, although you accurately predicted that I like wearing leggings. The donuts were just normal glazed, and it wasn't the donuts that led me to need a poop, my stomach hurt from having a lot of poop, and then when I ate something else, that just made me need to go more. The previous day I ate a cheeseburger with some fries, but that got pooped out later. The foods that were in that poop were a breakfast sandwich, a chicken sandwich, and pasta, plus a bunch of other things. Finally, I didn't get any prize (it was just for fun), and I did eat more than my friends, but they also ate a lot as well. I was the only one who went at the buffet, I don't know the details of the bathroom trips of my five friends who were there. I didn't poop between the buffet and school (Wednesday), and no one heard me fart. We need one new pass each time we go somewhere, and no one heard me when I talked to the teacher, nor did anyone really find out.
Glad to hear you're enjoying my stories!


A week or 2 ago, I really needed to poop. I banged my little toe on the door, which startled me so much I almost pooped my pants! I was very glad to make it to the potty, though.
A few days ago, my 11-year-old sister, Ruby, was in one bathroom, and as I ran to the other bathroom, I felt the poop sliding down my rectum, just knowing there'd be a hot, steaming ball of mush in my pants by the time I sat down on the toilet...but to my surprise, there wasn't! I relaxed and let out a nice big turd, which felt sooooo good. When I looked down, it was one long, curled-up log, which is somewhat unusual for me because most of my poops are broken up into 2 or 3 short, wide pieces. I decided I'd probably just pooped out the mac 'n' cheese and salmon I'd had for lunch the day before, which reminded me of Avery's story, "From Food to Poop".
I just ate a lovely sandwich for lunch, but I think one of yesterday's meals is knocking on the back door now! I'll put my tablet down and write about what happened afterwards. Here it starts to come!
...well, I don't think it was quite time yet. I'll probably be able to go within the next 2 hours, though.
OK, about 3 hours later, I just pooped! I did two short, wide logs. The first one came out and plopped, splashing water back up to my butt. The second one crackled out, splashing even more water! I'm going to wipe now. I feel so good! (Maybe a bit hungry, though.)
Mina+3: hi! I wasn't on for a while but I've been back lately! I always love your stories.
Avery: hey! I really like your stories about you and Olivia at school. I wish I had a friend I could poop with, but that's not really an option right now because I was homeschooled, just graduated, and rarely get out and meet people (and my sister Ruby used to be open about it with me but now that she's older she seems to find it embarrassing/gross). However if I go to college I might find someone.
That's all for now,
Princess Opal


Skylar the Pregnant Pooper

Fast Food + Pregnancy = Diarrhea


Hey All long time lurker and finally feeling comfortable enough to post. I've always loved the feeling of my stomach rumbling and knowing that I would need to get to a bathroom soon but as I got older it became more subdued and an occasional secret enjoyment. Now being 28 weeks pregnant with my husband and I first it has come back. My husband tends to eat very healthy and since being pregnant he's careful about what I eat and how it will affect the baby. Well lately the cravings have kicked in and the thought of something greasy makes me start to drool.

Last weekend he was out of town on a guys trip. I woke up that Saturday morning and decided to make myself a breakfast of pancakes eggs and bacon. Shortly after I started to feel that familiar feeling but knew I could wait. By lunch cravings were high and the McDonald's across the street was calling my name. I made my way over and ordered 2 Big Macs 2 fries and a milkshake because at this point I knew I was going to throw self control to the wind. I sat down at home and started to eat at a pace that even surprised me. A burger in one hand with fries in the other while washing it down with the milkshake between bites. I would take some pauses but that was just to release some gas but besides that lunch was inhaled. By the time I was done I was feeling pretty full bloated and gassy. Because I almost never eat this way my stomach was in knots and I realized I probably took this a bit too far.

At this point I knew a storm was brewing and our plumbing has been bad lately so my biggest fear was clogging our only toilet. I quickly got in the car and decided to drive the 15 minutes to the mall since I needed to buy a few things anyways. The 15 minute felt like hours as my body suddenly hated me for what I consumed. I squirmed and prayed that I made it and when I parked I was almost afraid to move. I got up slowly and walked as slowly as possible worried 1 bad step would be my downfall. Thankfully I parked by the food court and that I knew has a big bathroom. There are 8 stalls and each was full clearly others had the same thought as I had to my dismay and I was just thankful as I stepped in one was flushing and wiping. I was in almost a sweat at this point as the door opened. I tryed to politely go in behind without shoving her out the way. I could barely pull my panties down in time and as soon as I sat an eruption occurred that made me groan and make noises that shocked me at the wave that was escaping me. I felt bad for the others around me but at this point I was in my own world. It was pretty mushy/ chunky and as I flushed to make room another wave shot out. I sat there as every time I thought I was finishing up I would feel some pressure and grunt out more. After 20 minutes I was starting to feel relief and become more aware of my surroundings. Some girls came in and immediately started to complain about the smell. I was just thankful no one knew it was all because of me. I stayed in the bathroom for about 30 minutes total (after plenty of wiping) and afterwards I was feeling lighter and surprisingly hungry. After shopping decided to treat myself to mall Chinese food at home for dinner and had my round 2 battle with the bathroom that night although that time not nearly as bad. I had forgotten how good it feels though and how much I enjoy these moments so I'm looking forward to finding ways to do this more often.


Thursday, January 26, 2023


Annie

Absolutely loaded the toilet after dinner

Had a good dinner that I ate all of. Right after dinner I had a big 600 mL bottle of water and surfed the net while I digested. A few minutes ago I felt pressure and a major urge so I went to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked over to the toilet, pulled my very dark blueish-black sweatpants and dark greenish blue underwear down and sat. Relaxed and gave a gentle push and a bunch of soft/watery crap came out. Only took about 20 seconds but my body got a hell of a good clean out. I decided I should flush everything first then wipe. First looked in the bowl and it was brown and watery but I could see stuff floating in it. Flushed then wiped and flushed again. Woo! That would make 2-3 times today that I have gone. I'm not sick, just eating healthy, drinking enough water etc. I prefer this anyday over constipation.

Happy pooping!

Annie


MasterBlaster

To Avery:

Wow that was a monster load of poop you did. Was that your biggest load ever? Keep posting, your stories are great!


Michelle H
When I was younger I had quite a bathroom related incident at the museum! See, when I was 6 I went to the museum with my aunt and my cousin Jeff who was 7 so he's slightly older then me. At 6 years old I wore diapers still because I had trouble with potty training.

We were there for a few hours before I started to pee and poop. I was embarrassed to be changed in front of my cousin cause he's a boy so I didn't want to say anything but over the next few minutes I kept going and he noticed and pointed it out.

We couldn't find a nearby bathroom so we found a bench and she put a pad on it and lied me down on it. I protested at first because we weren't really out of public view but we tried to find the least crowded area but people still were there.

But I eventually just accepted it and let her change me. She lifted my dress up to my belly button and undid my diaper and she said wow girl you made a mess! Jeff looked there and I was upset at first at him seeing but then I thought since we were close it didn't really matter especially since I saw him get changed before when we were a few years younger. He was in diapers until 4 years old I think.

She put a clean diaper under me while she cleaned me up. The poop was everywhere down there so it wasn't a simple diaper change. She had me open my legs a little so she could wipe my girl part. So me and Jeff talked while she wiped my private. We were talking to distract me from being embarrassed and everything.

Then she started wiping my butt. We kept talking about the rest of the day and what we wanted to see next in the museum. Before I knew it she was all done and did my clean diaper and pulled my dress back down and I was ready to go.

That's my story for today anyways maybe I'll post again later!


After a brief dry spell-12 days-I had an accident yesterday at the mall. I was at Victoria secret store trying on some new bras when I suddenly realized I needed to pee-pee. I pressed hard against my vagina with one hand while I tried to put my shirt back on with the other. The oh so familiar feeling of damp panties rubbed against my crotch as i piddled a little and then more. The dam was about to break. With a tennis ball size wet spot on my pants, I rushed out of the dressing room, bursting for the toilet. I couldn't control the dribbles that kept leaking out and drooling down my inner thigh. I teared up, not knowing where the bathrooms were. I stopped a saleslady to ask but as I did, the dam broke and I was wetting my pants. She stared at me for a moment then hurried away without a word. I hid in the bathroom not knowing what to do. My pants were very clearly peed in both front and back and there was no hiding my mess. I cried the whole drive home and while I was showering away my shame. Why can't I be normal and go to the bathroom like a normal woman instead of having the twitchy bladder of a child coupled with urge incontinence. I wore myself out crying so I put on a Goodmite and pajamas to take a nap. I woke up late that night to my boyfriend holding me. I needed to go potty even though I had obviously wet my Good nite earlier. My boyfriend encouraged me to stay put and "just go in your diaper." I was reluctant but I couldn't hold it very well and started dribbling. Then I shivered as he put his fingers inside me. I helplessly began to pee-pee all over his hand while simultaneously coming in my diaper.


Jenny
Anna from Austria- Did you notice yourself feeling differently using an all gender bathroom or do you feel the same? I feel a little anxious sometimes using a single bathroom toilet thinking a male may use the toilet after me after I blow it up, even though I am long past the phase of caring what (attractive) males think of my bathroom habits. I used to be anxious pooping in a ladies restroom, but like I mentioned in the past, I gradually got over that.

Kristi-You mentioned the bidet doesn't clean you that well. Is that compared to toilet paper or a shower? Do you notice in terms of how fresh you feel, or any "Evidence" left in your undies?

MD Dan: I loved your story of your friend pooping at your house when you were in your early 20's. That girl sounds like me at a few house parties in college. Except I would probably find the the farthest out bathroom for the commotion (i.e basement or top floor.) I tend to leave skid marks in the bowl with my bigger poops, but I never know until later because I too flush with the lid down!

Anyone else anal about flushing with the lid down? I read in college about all the bacterial that spreads when you flush with an open toilet ( 10 feet or yards). Maybe that's why I'm still slightly anxious when I poop in a public restroom without a toilet lid. At times I'm kind of a germaphobe, I wash my hand for about a minute when I do, which is funny because you can't tell that when you wash my underwear!!! (says my husband amused)

-Skidmarked in Seattle


Anna from Austria
I am going to answer the survey of Kristy

1. Your age/gender.

37/Female

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

I would ignore the person and just do my stuff as usual.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use an absolutely filthy bathroom. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

I would poop outside because without a second thought.

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

The only way for me is B. Holding is not an option because I am not good at holding my poop. I start farting like a storm when I have to hold it. That would be more embarrassing than pooping at a guy's place.I am a rather loud pooper, so I would probably play some music to hide my pooping sounds a little bit.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

I do my stuff as quickly as possible and then leave.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and someone is waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!

I would warn the lady waiting outside and tell her it did not flush.


Ok that's for today


greetings from Austria

Anna


Lauren

Lauren

To Avery

Hey Avery! I'm Lauren and I must say you're an excellent storyteller and I loved your posts here! You sounded really confident and open about your bathroom habits and I really admire that! I really enjoyed reading your posts about your First and Second school poops and it's awesome that you've come such a long way about being so comfortable with pooping at school. Jackie sounded like a very supportive friend and it's great that she and you are still friends and still go to school together.

Would it be okay if I asked a few questions about your stories?

In "Second school poop", you mentioned that your poop was big and wouldn't go down the toilet when you tried to flush it. That's really considerate of you to try to unclog it so it would be available for the next person to use! What grade were you in back then? And when you wrapped your hands in toilet paper to pick up the log in order to break it up, did the toilet paper around your hands get wet and as a result get your hands wet with toilet water? That was so brave of you as a small girl to be able to do that when you were afraid of even using the school toilets in the past! I'm also proud of you when you were able to tell your teacher and later Jackie that you just did a big poop and was not in anyway embarrassed about it. Way to go!!

In "A week of pooping, volume 1", that was so nice of you to comfort Olivia and help her to get more comfortable about using the school toilets. It was also great that you made a new friend in the process. What kind of food do you usually get served in the school's cafeteria, and do they make you go more often? And in "A week of pooping, volume 2", it sounded like your school had really powerful toilets, since it was able to flush down the huge poop made by the girl that used the stall before you on Tuesday, all in one flush! It sounded like you must have had a very relieving bathroom visit on Tuesday.

What happened on Thursday (also in "A week of pooping, volume 2") reminded me of one of my own experiences, also with a friend except in a different way. We were sitting together at lunch and at the end we both found ourselves desperate for a pee. We both headed into the bathroom and took stalls that are next to each other. Here's where things got interesting, me and my friend were both wearing tight skinny jeans with belts, which made the jeans hard to get out of. By the time we got to our stalls and closed the door, we were both quite desperate for a pee. I managed to undo my belt rather quickly and pulled down my skinny jeans to have my pee, while my friend on the other hand was not so lucky. She struggled to undo her belt for a while and when that was finally undone, to unbutton her jeans to pull them down. She was still trying to unzip her jeans when she let out a gasp and started peeing herself. Long story short, she completely peed her pants that day and needed to get a change of clothes afterward, which I helped her get. Do you wear skinny jeans often and has anything similar to that ever happened to you or any of your friends? From your stories, I think you prefer wearing leggings over tight jeans, but do you still like wearing jeans when you are in school? It sounded that you had a great toilet experience with Olivia on Thursday, and you were so supportive of her and was a great friend!

Moving to Friday, what flavors of donuts did your teacher give you? Your teacher sounded nice that he was will to provide donuts for the whole class. Those donuts sure seemed like they had some sort of magical powers that made you fart so much and get rid of your waste soon after. Do you recall what you ate in the previous day or the day before that made your stomach cramp and fart so much in the bathroom? Maybe it was something from the school's cafeteria that caused that (I don't know I'm just guessing haha). I am so happy for you though that you were able to get rid of all that poop and you felt really relieved afterwards!
A related comment is that I felt sorry for you that you've pooped in school everyday of the week, but not on Saturday or Sunday where you can do it in the comfort of your home. I really hope that you also poop on Saturday or Sunday in the future and get to enjoy pooping at home for a change! :)

Lastly, but certainly not the least, I loved your story "All you can eat = all you can poop". It was very well told and to add icing to the cake, you came up with such a creative title! Congratulation on winning the contest!!!! Since you won the contest at the buffet on Monday, did you get any prizes or cash from your friends for winning? Were the prizes good? I think you deserve something great as you ate a lot that day and your stomach doubled in size. Did your friends also eat a lot that day and did you beat them by a long shot? I can imagine you did, given how much food you ate, haha. Did any of your friends needed to use the bathroom that day while eating or were you the only one that made room for the new food? And fast-forward to the day that you wrote your story, what day was it when you pooped; was it the Tuesday or Wednesday after the buffet? Did you poop in the days before that or was your poop at the buffet restaurant your last one before your huge poop at school? When you farted two times in class that day, did many people around you hear you fart and did they know that it was you? You sounded so confident and not at all bother by it and I really admire that! Your teacher obviously heard them and was nice to let you go and take all the time you need. My teachers are also very nice and will generally let you go, especially if you're a good student, although we don't actually need a physical bathroom pass. Do you need one for every bathroom visit? Can you keep the one you used and use it for all bathroom visits in future? That could be my advice to you that might buy you more freedom in the future haha! You mentioned that you wiped down the seat in the bathroom before you sat down, was the seat dirty with pee and such? I know the toilets at my school can sometimes be dirty and I also have had to wipe them down. It sounded that you had a very relieving poop and you must've felt soo good afterwards. And I really approve of you when you had the courage to tell your teacher that you just unloaded 30 pounds of poop in the bathroom! Did other people hear it when you told your teacher and did the whole class know about that? (I sincerely hope they didn't.) Lastly, did people in your school know that you clogged the toilet in the third stall? And just out of curiosity, when you used that bathroom later, do you see that toilet fixed and cleared of poop, or did it remain clogged and unusable? I loved how you said "when you've gotta girl you've gotta go!" - that was so so true!!

And some non-bathroom questions: Was the buffet expensive and did you guys split the bill at the end? Were there a lot of friends at this event? I can imagine the price was totally worth it since you only paid once and ate all you want, good job!
What holiday was it for you on Monday? We unfortunately had to go to school on Monday and didn't get the day off at all :(

This is getting long, so I'll try to make it end soon. In closing, I would like to say that you're fantastic at posting your experiences on here. Your stories are full of vivid details, imagery, meaningful similes and metaphors along with a sense of humor, and it was an adventure to read them! I loved reading your stories and had so much fun traveling with you through your various toilet experiences (in a virtual way).

Also, you sound so nice and interesting, and I wish we could be friends. Furthermore, I wish you could help me get over my fear of using the toilets at school (I still fear over that) just like Jackie did for you; you can be my guide and lead me into a world where pooping at school is no longer something to be afraid of! Thank you for reading my post. Please take care and hope to hear from you soon!
Lauren


Avery

Hi again Avery. I noticed that one of your friend's name also happen to be Lauren, which is the same as mine. So if you like, I can add an "L" after my name to help you distinguish, or I can just use Lauren. Which one do you prefer?

Sorry for the confusion and talk to you soon!
Lauren (L)


Avery

Response to Kristi's Survey

Hello! Here's my response to Kristi's survey, and a short story as well!
1. 15/Female
2. If I've gotta go, I'm gonna go! I'd try to poop faster, but I wouldn't just clench my cheeks shut and wait until later. I'd just say "be out in a minute or two" then poop and wipe quickly. If it was a big poop, and not one of my normal, routine "stomach-emptying" poops, I'd say "I'll be a few minutes, I'm pooping!"
3. I'll take a toilet whenever I can, but in this case I'd poop outside. Total privacy and cleanliness with the downside of not being on a toilet vs the total opposite.
4. If his was someone who I hadn't previously been close friends with, I'd hold it, unless I really needed to go, in which case I would do it fast and discreetly and really hope I didn't overeat (otherwise the discreetness might be lost, either from a smell, noise, time, or clogged toilet).
5. I'm typically somewhere in the middle. I don't want to force it out as fast as possible, but at the same time I don't want to sit there hoping gravity will pull a turd out of me. Normally, I will push when necessary, but otherwise I'll let it inch out by itself.
6. Something similar happened to me last week! I pooped so much that I was scared to flush the toilet, so I left it unflushed. I would do the same in this situation.

Time for the short story:
I needed to poop at school today! Yesterday night, I'd had a big dinner of pasta. I had pooped before dinner, so there was plenty of space for the pasta and the other sludge sitting in my intestines to go, and I could feel a new poop forming (I farted a bit as well). But this morning, I ate a breakfast of eggs, toast, and bacon, and that took up quite a bit of space. I felt fine for most of the morning, and after putting on white underwear, light pink leggings, and a white tshirt (plus a blue hoodie), I went to school. Once I got there, I realized I hadn't peed that morning, and 12 hours without peeing really filled my bladder. So before going to class, I stopped at the girls restroom, took a stall, pulled down my leggings and underwear, sat down, and listened to the tinkling of my bladder's contents as it drained into the toilet below. After 20 seconds, my bladder was empty and I stopped peeing, wiped, pulled up my pants, flushed, washed my hands, and left. I got through my first and second classes with no problems, albeit my stomach made a few noises as my breakfast was digested, a sign of things to come. I sat down in my third class and pulled out my notes, but also felt some pressure, so I quietly farted, but the pressure kept slowly building. I ended up fidgeting a bit, but soon, I had the answer to my uncomfortableness; a newly formed poop sitting in my rectum! After a few extra minutes, I stopped fidgeting and holding it and decided to go poop. I went to the teacher and asked "can I go to the bathroom," and she said yes. I walked out of the classroom, down the hall, into the girls restroom. The 3 stalls were taken, so I waited. Two girls sounded like they were peeing, while the other had just sat down and was also peeing. Once the other girls had finished peeing, they wiped and flush, I took their spot and sat down with my cloths at my knees. I peed quickly (just a few seconds), the started on my poop. I heard grunting from my neighbor as my log came out. It was 12 inches long and 1.5 inches thick. My neighbor made some big poops, then they were done as well. I wiped, flushed, pulled up my pants, washed my hands, and went back to class, feeling relieved. Bye for now!


Skylar the Pregnant Pooper

Fast Food + Pregnancy = Diarrhea


Hey All long time lurker and finally feeling comfortable enough to post. I've always loved the feeling of my stomach rumbling and knowing that I would need to get to a bathroom soon but as I got older it became more subdued and an occasional secret enjoyment. Now being 28 weeks pregnant with my husband and I first it has come back. My husband tends to eat very healthy and since being pregnant he's careful about what I eat and how it will affect the baby. Well lately the cravings have kicked in and the thought of something greasy makes me start to drool.

Last weekend he was out of town on a guys trip. I woke up that Saturday morning and decided to make myself a breakfast of pancakes eggs and bacon. Shortly after I started to feel that familiar feeling but knew I could wait. By lunch cravings were high and the McDonald's across the street was calling my name. I made my way over and ordered 2 Big Macs 2 fries and a milkshake because at this point I knew I was going to throw self control to the wind. I sat down at home and started to eat at a pace that even surprised me. A burger in one hand with fries in the other while washing it down with the milkshake between bites. I would take some pauses but that was just to release some gas but besides that lunch was inhaled. By the time I was done I was feeling pretty full bloated and gassy. Because I almost never eat this way my stomach was in knots and I realized I probably took this a bit too far.

At this point I knew a storm was brewing and our plumbing has been bad lately so my biggest fear was clogging our only toilet. I quickly got in the car and decided to drive the 15 minutes to the mall since I needed to buy a few things anyways. The 15 minute felt like hours as my body suddenly hated me for what I consumed. I squirmed and prayed that I made it and when I parked I was almost afraid to move. I got up slowly and walked as slowly as possible worried 1 bad step would be my downfall. Thankfully I parked by the food court and that I knew has a big bathroom. There are 8 stalls and each was full clearly others had the same thought as I had to my dismay and I was just thankful as I stepped in one was flushing and wiping. I was in almost a sweat at this point as the door opened. I tryed to politely go in behind without shoving her out the way. I could barely pull my panties down in time and as soon as I sat an eruption occurred that made me groan and make noises that shocked me at the wave that was escaping me. I felt bad for the others around me but at this point I was in my own world. It was pretty mushy/ chunky and as I flushed to make room another wave shot out. I sat there as every time I thought I was finishing up I would feel some pressure and grunt out more. After 20 minutes I was starting to feel relief and become more aware of my surroundings. Some girls came in and immediately started to complain about the smell. I was just thankful no one knew it was all because of me. I stayed in the bathroom for about 30 minutes total (after plenty of wiping) and afterwards I was feeling lighter and surprisingly hungry. After shopping decided to treat myself to mall Chinese food at home for dinner and had my round 2 battle with the bathroom that night although that time not nearly as bad. I had forgotten how good it feels though and how much I enjoy these moments so I'm looking forward to finding ways to do this more often.


Elphaba
MD Dan - I loved your story about your friend pooping, I bet she really needed to go

Avery - Your week of pooping posts have been a delight to read. I particularly liked in the second one where you talked about how the girl who had previously used that toilet must have felt after getting rid of all that poo.

Now onto Kristi's survey. These were great questions to answer

1. Your age/gender
I'm a 31 year old Transgirl

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

I would feel awkward answering the person but I would try and go as fast as possible. If it meant pooing a little bit to 'take the edge off' and leaving the rest until I found another toilet then so be it

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

I would poo outside, 100%

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

I would want to be open and tell her that I need to go and poo, but in reality, I would probably more likely either hold it or go discreetly

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

Unless I'm in a rush I take my time and this includes pooing in public toilets

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave?

I would close the lid (hoping that there is indeed a lid) and then tell the person that the flusher isn't working


katie
Hi my name is Katie and I have a friend you had had a lot of accidents so I figured I would share some of hers and some others that I know about. The first one I remember her having was when we were 13 years old. She was over at my house for a sleepover and we were just hanging out, talking and laughing. After it started to get late we got ready for bed. She was wearing a t shirt and light blue pj pants. After that we went to bed. When I woke up she wasn't in the room so I went looking for her. She was in the bathroom. When she didn't come out for awhile I went and asked her if she was okay. She said she had an issue. When I asked what was wrong she opened the bathroom door and I saw that there was a large dark patch on her PJs. She said that when she woke up she felt damp, but by the time she realized she was peeing it was to late to stop it and she had completely wizzed her PJs and the blanket she was sleeping on. We had to tell my mom about her accident and she was embarrassed. My mom got her a change of clothes and I promised I wouldn't tell anyone. That's the story of the first of her accidents I remember. Her name is Sam by the way and I will post other stories in the future.


Rose Y
I had an interesting dream last night in which I was at a museum exhibition about bathrooms, pee, and poop. They had diagrams and models of different historical toilet systems, and some historical art and sculpture of people peeing and pooping. One of the exhibits they had as part of it was a toilet you could poop in, and then it would take a picture of your load afterwards to document it and display (anonymously) as part of the exhibit. I thought it was a really interesting idea, to be able to look through what different people's droppings look like and get a sense for the range of what people produce. In the dream I was there with two friends, one of them was too shy to do it but the other one wanted to, so she went in and came out again a few minutes later looking a little embarrassed and a little excited. I went in next, it was a single room with a sink and a fairly ordinary looking toilet withal sign that explained that it had cameras built in inside the rim angled so they could see the bowl but not anybody's privates above. I pulled down my pants, and after a few minutes of trying I pushed out a small log, which slid through my hole and splashed down into the water below. I wiped, being sure to put my toilet paper in a little bin they had for it so as not to block the view, and then I stood up and looked in the toilet. It wasn't a very big log, since I didn't need to go much, but I was glad I could deposit something and have it be a part of the show. I pushed a little button on the wall and the toilet took a few pictures of my poop, and then it flushed all my waste down, leaving a fresh canvas for the next person. I washed up and went outside, and waited with my friends at the screen that was showing all the archived poops, until a large pale log with a few little pieces nestled on the side showed up, and my friend giggled and said "that's mine!". I remember being excited and impressed to see what she'd made in the toilet, the creation she would usually never show anyone and would dispose of as quickly as possible.

When I woke up I thought it was a really interesting idea. I think I would enjoy adding to an exhibit like that if it were a real thing, and I think it would be fun to see what people are producing, if they chose to share it. I think it could also be helpful for people to see that everyone does it, it's natural, and it might help reassure people who are worried that their poops don't match up with what they think normal poops are supposed to look like.


Violetta from Germany

This and that

@Anne from Austria

What did it feel like to hear Peter poop?


Answers to Kristi's questions:

1. Your age/gender.

Female, 37

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

In a familiar situation I would surely answer. If it is a person I don't know well, then I would feel embarrassed, answer only shortly and would hurry up. Otherwise I would say, that I'm about to poop and that it takes a little.


3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

I would poop outside.

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

In my earlier relationships I did hold it. In later relationships I did say: "Sorry, I have to use your toilet" and I did hurry up and tried to be as silent as possible.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

It varies. I often take the time to relief me completely.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!)

I would be very embarrassed. And I would say: "You cannot use this one...it's out of order."


Steve A

To John (Family Pooping) & Avery

Even though my family (including me) all shared similar bathroom habits while growing up, no one really stood out from our family, unless if we needed to add some more fiber (fruits and vegetables) to our meals to keep us on a regular schedule.

However, I posted awhile ago on here about pooping habits between different people, and it used to surprise me (especially Avery's stories) that some people can eat and poop a lot.

It almost feels too good to be true considering my biggest poop experience occurred in college and it took me some extra time to get everything out and feel empty, even though I only filled the middle part of the toilet with only a little room on each sides of the toilet (from what I remember)

Furthermore, having a big appetite/fast metabolism, being active/exercising, and playing sports during middle/high school and college plays a role with our own bathroom habits since I had a fairly consistent pooping schedule during my middle/high school years due to playing football in middle school and then joining the marching band during high school.

A normal poop for me back then usually involved a single log up to a foot long or slightly longer, along with some more depending on what I ate or if I skipped a day or more.


To Tyler C

You still around? Wondering if you have had any close calls or accidents lately if you are still around.


Thunder

Reply Sarah's Diarrhea Story

Well done Sarah
Six days worth of poo in you is 6 days too any.
That street food did you a and your friend a lot of good.
Thunder


Sheelee

Bathroom Conversations

My two, Kellen, (15) and Darcee (12) know that using the school bathrooms is a necessity. They are finding that to be especially true because they are getting involved in more extra curricular activities. So on some days they are at school for up to 12 hours. Kellan finds drama takes up much of his time, whereas Darcee is in band. Some days practices start at 6:30 a.m. before school and sometimes they go to 7 p.m. or longer, if there is a competition.

Neither of my kids liked using school toilets back in grade school, and for Darcee it got worse rather than better as she got older. What she has taken to in middle school is having her craps just before band practice. A bunch of her friends go in together, get toilets next to one another, and keep each other company with conversation about how well they know the song, new music being purchased, help one another on homework. The only problem was that this semester NTOT (no technology on the toilet rule) was introduced and a couple of them have been written up by an assistant principal. Yet the girls say their music teacher uses the same toilets as them and is often in there with her computer out while taking a crap.

Kellen, who in grade school was embarrassed when he needed to crap in the toilets because there were no privacy doors, has become a lot more confident when he's peeing or crapping with his drama friends. Some of the guys even recite their parts in the play while they sit and work on their memorization. When there's a blast of a fart they laugh and talk about where it could be used in the scene. Like his sister, Kellen was formerly very shy about using the school toilets, but being with friends who have like interests help him.

Even for me, when I'm crapping (more than half the time at work) I have my laptop out on my lap and I'm analyzing a spread sheet.


Tuesday, January 24, 2023


Kenna

Another very stuck poop

Hey all, Kenna again. Megan S- yes unfortunately it can be quite a struggle for Josh to go :( I feel bad for him too but do everything I can to help him out while he is trying to go. I'm sorry you had so much trouble going also and hope things have been easier since then! Josh has been struggling to go every few days since Christmas but hasn't been super constipated until yesterday. It was mid morning and he started acting kind of funny and pacing around. This was the 4th day he hadn't had a bowel movement. I asked him if he was ok and he said "I think I'm going to need to go poop, I can feel it moving down and it's uncomfortable" "Aw babe I'm sorry, let me rub your stomach for awhile and see if that helps" we layed on the couch and I massaged his stomach for awhile and tried to help get things moving for him. "Ok Kenna I definitely have to go, can you come sit by me while I try"? "Of course babe, whatever you think will help!" We went into the bathroom and Josh sat on the toilet. I sat on the edge of the tub and he faced me. I held his hands and told him to start pushing slowly and working on going. He took a deep breath and pushed slowly but steadily. He did this several times and I asked him how hard his poop was. "It's pretty hard and big Kenna, I need some Vaseline and probably a suppository". "Get up off the toilet and I will give you some Vaseline first and let's see what happens". He stood up and bent over the tub as I gently spread his cheeks to apply the Vaseline. "Give me a good push Josh, and I'll work some Vaseline on you" he pushed to open himself up a bit, and I could see his big poop stuck inside. It was basically black in color and looked again like a ton of hard pebbles stuck together. I applied as much Vaseline as I could until he stopped pushing and his anus closed. "Try again baby, I need to work some around this poop too." He pushed again and I pushed against his turd and applied more Vaseline. This one felt really hard and dry and I knew it would be a pretty big ordeal for him to go and that we were in for a long session and some hard work. "Josh this feels hard and looks really big, I'm giving you a suppository right away also hon" "works for me" replied Josh. I inserted a suppository and it took quite a bit of work to get it into his poop because it was so hard. We layed on the couch and watched tv for an hour or so when I asked if he felt like he was ready to try again. "Yes the sooner this is over the better!!" We headed back to the toilet and I sat on his lap and held him as he began to start pushing. He started slowly and worked up to harder longer and more complete pushes. I was spreading his cheeks and encouraging him during his pushes. "Is it coming out"? I asked him. But it was completely stuck and he rested after another 5 minutes of unsuccessful effort. "Try squatting baby, we need to get this monster moving and out of you!!" I helped him off the toilet and into a squat. I looked under his butt as he began pushing again. The turd would move right to the edge of his hole but wouldn't come out any further. He stopped to rest and it would suck back inside. He tried this several more times but it wasn't coming out. He stopped to rest and stood up. "It's so hard Kenna, I can't go" Josh moaned. I had an idea and told Josh I would give him another suppository, and fill the bath tub with hot water to relax him while the second suppository tried to work. I started the water and then applied more Vaseline and another suppository. I sat by him while he soaked in the tub. "This is relaxing, I just wish I could take a dump!" Said Josh. "It will be over soon I promise, I'm here to help until it comes out babe" "start giving gentle pushes and see if the hot water helps you" I suggested. Josh took a breath and slowly began to push. I watched his anus open and the turd began to show again. He worked at it for awhile just gently pushing it out and letting it go back in when I encouraged him to start pushing harder. He bore down harder against the turd and it was still reluctant to move but finally with the water and lube it began to come out. "Keep pushing Josh it's coming babe"! He worked out a few inches but the huge chunk broke off with the Vaseline and suppositories in it and the next part of the turd wouldn't budge. I applied more Vaseline and he got back into the tub to try working on it some more. He pushed and pushed and the same thing happened, another big chunk came out and broke off, then the next part got stuck again. We did this 4 times when FINALLY the giant log began to come out. It got stuck a few times with me having to help him by pulling on it gently while he strained. "Almost there babe, push really hard you've got this"!!" Josh strained and strained with me gently pulling and after 5 more minutes or so the giant slipped all the way out of him. It was about 18 to 20 inches long and impossibly hard. He sank back against the tub wall to rest while I cleaned everything up. He didn't feel like doing anything the rest of the day (understandably) so we just relaxed and watched movies while he recovered, poor guy!! He thanked me for my help and being patient and said he felt much much better and relieved! Bye for now and happy pooping everyone!! Xoxo Kenna


Thunder

Reply to Kristi

Thanks for the reply about the bidet...I would love to have someone wipe my bottom!
As to your questions:
Q 1 Male
Q2 I would still poo and be as quick as possible.
Q3 If the toilets were filthy I would just go in the bush... every time.
Q 4 I would try and hold back but if I had to go I would. The first time my partner and I got together...it was only our second meeting we went to a motel after tea and I shitted up a storm when I got there. No problems!
Q5 Time on throne variable ....it is longer if I practise meditation...usually I am reasonably fast unless I am having a power dump and they can take forever....but they are rare.
Q5 There is no escaping it,...tell them the flusher does not work so go somewhere else.
Thunder


Annie

Absolutely loaded the toilet after dinner

Had a good dinner that I ate all of. Right after dinner I had a big 600 mL bottle of water and surfed the net while I digested. A few minutes ago I felt pressure and a major urge so I went to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked over to the toilet, pulled my very dark blueish-black sweatpants and dark greenish blue underwear down and sat. Relaxed and gave a gentle push and a bunch of soft/watery crap came out. Only took about 20 seconds but my body got a hell of a good clean out. I decided I should flush everything first then wipe. First looked in the bowl and it was brown and watery but I could see stuff floating in it. Flushed then wiped and flushed again. Woo! That would make 2-3 times today that I have gone. I'm not sick, just eating healthy, drinking enough water etc. I prefer this anyday over constipation.

Happy pooping!

Annie


LEA

Replies


I read some stories about huge dumps & I loved them! Especially when several people use the same toilet without flushing in-between!
Emma two: I loved your story when you went on top of Sarah's load! I'm impressed that the toilet flushed both your loads combined since I know that both of you can easily clog it alone! Please share more stories of you sharing the toilet, if you have some. I also loved the story when you helped clog this toilet at work & went on top of this young lady's load.
To Kristi: I LOVED your story about you having to go on top of that brown-haired girl's load. There must have been so much waste in this bowl after both of you went! Especially since the turds she left were so large. & you're right, there is absolutely no need to be embarrassed because it's all natural. Do you have any other story when you, or someone you know, had to share a clogged toilet?
Army Girl: I loved your stories it sounds that you can produce some impressive loads! I love it that you used some clogged toilet because you had no choice.
sarah: I loved your story of going in the clogged toilet at the park! I understand that the petite girl with the black hoodie must have felt very embarrassed to have single-handedly clogged the toilet with her huge log! & also it's awesome that you got to see the blonde jogger's log. Running stimulates my bowels as well & I wrote about track practice many times before.
Mina & 3 Crushes: I always love your story & they are never boring! So thank you so much & I'm looking forward to the new ones! I read that you always flush between all of you & often between the waves. So have all of you ever used a toilet without flushing a single time? Because of your healthy Japanese diet with many vegetables you must be able to create a huge pile of shit! I only remember reading about one story about you going outdoors, did you try it several times?


Another memory from being in high school is the time i basically had a safe haven stolen from me. Before the park toilets became the spot where I would let out my loads after school on the way home, there was a much nicer place where I did it. Not far from school there was a government building I had never been in, but one day, desperate after school, I tried my luck and went in. I glanced around and saw, near the end of the room, a single-use disabled toilet, making a beeline for it walking straight past the desk and the woman sat there.

It was clean and private. I did my business and left. For a couple of weeks every other day after school when I couldn't hold it until I got home, I would go there. Nobody was ever in it so I think it didn't get used much. One day I rushed in there really needing a poo and when I pulled the door, it was locked. I stood there planning to wait, but then the woman at the reception desk called over to me loud enough for anyone to hear "do you need the key for the toilet?" I was embarrassed but I nodded and went over to the desk where she gave me the key. I went in and when I was done, I put the key back on the desk and left quick. I didn't go back after that because I was too shy to have to ask for the toilet key every time.


1. Your age/gender.
17/F

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?
I say: Just about to finish and hurry up.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.
I will go outside. I often do when I am hiking (I am a scout.)

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?
(b) I guess.

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
As quickly as possible.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!
Cover with some paper an say that it does not flush.


Annie

Pooped quite a bit

Hi all. I just came back from the bathroom after having a somewhat hard poo. I woke up this morning, went to the washroom, then went upstairs for a fairly big breakfast. Soup (I think made from taro), a cheese sandwich, apple slices, grapes, a small jar of warm water and a small jar of black coffee. After breakfast I had another jar of warm water and went on YouTube to watch videos. Felt pressure in my stomach so went to the washroom a few minutes ago. Closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled down my dark blueish-black sweatpants and red high-cut underwear and sat. Relaxed, gave a gentle push and a massive poo came out. There was (and still is) a lot left in my body so I had to flush halfway to avoid clogging the toilet. Gave another push and let the rest of my poo out. When I was done I took some TP and stood up. The poo took up quite a bit of the toilet. Flushed that too then got to work wiping. It was messy but I feel mostly better despite still having a lot left in my body. Flushed one more time for the TP and pulled up my pants and underwear and washed my hands. Stomach is still pretty hard and bloated but will drink more water, continue to eat healthy, exercise etc then the rest should come out.

Happy pooping!

Annie


Bidet User

Kristi's survey and bidet solidarity

Kristi- I started using a bidet last year and I totally get you!!!

My boyfriend got me the bidet as kind of a joke because I stopped wearing thongs 1 year into my relationship because I was so self-conscious of my skid marks when he moved in. Ironically, I started getting worse skidmarks because my panties actually get dirtier more often than my thongs as they tend to ride up my butt more. Anyway my boyfriend got me a bunch of thongs because he missed how much by butt looked in them, and honestly thongs were actually more comfortable with the shape of my butt (most people think I look like Ariel Winter )

It was kind of annoying and funny at first where I would poop, wash by butt and then poop some more. One time my boyfriend and I cracked up because I pooped, washed, pooped again, washed and pooped for the third time! I ended up wiping with toilet paper because I was running late and got a little bit of a skid mark on my pink boy shorts. However, most of the time I do the poop wash, poop, wash, my underwear was as clean as a whistle! It never fails that I poop outside the house and I get a skid mark. Maybe I not only feel fresher because of the wash, but maybe it's better to empty out my bowels than have a wiped butt just toilet paper with residue and fart the rest of the day. Epilouge, my boyfriend no longer get skid marks when he poops at home as well, but he doesn't get stimulated to poop again after he washes.

The survey
1. Your age/gender.
27 year old female

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?
This happened when a male with a voice like Brad Pitt asked " Are you almost done?" verbatim and I froze up and stopped pooping for 10 minutes out of fear. I peeked out the door to check that the man was gone, then finished up. I was so embarrassed, but I stunk the place up and it was a lout farty poop with big plops and crackles! I'm not sure what I would have done if I recognized the voice or knew who used that bathroom as I was at a doctor's appointment and knew no one, except the female doctor.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.
Outside. I love camping and privacy (from men seen other questions). Believe it or not, I think I tend to get cleaner wiping with leaves than toilet paper so I dont even need that.

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?
I always held it until we moved in together. That's a whole lot of other stories there...

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
I take about 5 minutes including cleanup of butt and hands. I don't even get on my phone.

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!)
I would apologize if we were in a female restroom. I'm less shy about pooping when I'm around my own gender, see above story. I played soccer high school, so we all pooped around each other before matches with doorless stalls. No shame about the sound, the smell and wiping our privates around each other


Centalia

Perspectives of a 37-year-old

I've written before about my evolution from a scared girl forced to use a school toilet to someone who, more than 25 years later who is working for a multi-national company with frequent travels and the confidence that I wouldn't have imagined years ago.

Yes, I look forward to leaving my computer and taking a pee break every two hours or so. When there is a logical break in my work I'll go into the large bathroom on our floor, take a toilet, seat myself and relax during my activity. No more checking out 10 toilets, before taking the one that is the least bad. Sometimes I may stay seated for 10 minutes or so while I check my personal messages, text with my daughter whose in high school and just have my **** it attitude before I return to my computer.

Yesterday I was taking my first afternoon pee and found the happenings on the toilets on each side of me interesting. On my right the small shoes and jeans and fumbling with the security bar tipped me off to the probability that it was a young child. Clothing all the way onto her shoes, a struggle to get up on the seat, and finally what sounded like a squeak as she moved farther back on the seat. With her legs swinging I could hear her let off a couple of sighs. Then there were 3 or 4 splashes into the water. She didn't, unlike me, waste any time. She slid down, pulled off some toilet paper, and made two swipes of her butt. Then pulled off a bit more toilet paper. I found that amusing, especially from when I was that age, and my mom constantly complained about my need to 'totally wipe.' After the extra wipe, she walked to the side and flushed. She briefly fumbled with the security bar, flung the door hard against the cubicle side, and left without washing her hands.
That disturbed me in a way because I remember all the accidents I had trying to get the simple hand wash/wipe down right.

On the left, I had three users come in fast, do a pee, and then wash their hands and exit as fast. One of them was sitting peeing away for a bit longer than I would have expected. About mid-way through she dropped her phone which slid very close to my toilet. I reached down and over and slid it to her. She was a grateful temp doing her first day for us. She said she had been holding it for more than an hour, but couldn't leave the phone until calls were diverted to another employee. Then there was some gas and she muttered 'Oh yeah' when her bowel movement came. It was over in a few seconds and she partially stood to look into the bowl before she re-seated herself and volunteered that she finally found a laxative that works. I jokingly asked her the brand. She must have been pretty confident because she stood and did one quick wipe and then flushed.

The next user, who I didn't recognize from my seat as someone from our floor, hurried into the stall, did a quick wipe and then re-wipe of the seat, before sitting down. I was washing my hands, with a bit of a splash of the faucet getting on my chest area, when I recalled some of the taunts I had gotten in school when such an unfortunate thing happened. Accidents and other mistakes occasionally remain a reality for me, but it is much better than my school day bathroom breaks.


Mina Hisae Maho Kazumi

Kristi's survey

We like survey! But this time questions were not so easy...

1 is easy. We are all female and age is 31 or 32. (Only Mina is 31.)

2. It never happen. But Maho said, if it happen in her house, and she doesn't start yet, she get off loo and allow other person to use. Then she go back after.
All our family home have two loos now except Kazumi. But in Kazumi's home there is taboo to stay in loo more than one minute, especially for woman.

3. Camping...we go outside!

4. New relationship... we can't image. But when Maho and Kazu went to Mina's family house, they needed motion, they just went and did their motion. Mina's mother knew what they are doing take so long time but they didn't care, Kazumi even talked to Mina's mother from inside loo with pushing out many huge turds. Mina's family is very open about loo, so Mina's mother say to Mina's crushes, sit on loo until you empty and do and do and do, it is no problem.

5. We all love to stay long time. Everyone in this site know that. Hisae was quick before, but now she take her sweet time (Mina learnt this phrase in this site). We love to do motion Avery size (size of motion after eat too much fish and chips) and it takes long time to do so big motion. But different with Avery, we flush in middle. Then sit down again and do more and more and more.

6. Once when Mina was college, her huge motion didn't go down flush. Lucky thing was, loo room was empty. But if someone there, Mina probably say, "flush didn't work". We never worry if someone see huge size of our motion. Huge size is very good thing we think. Maho once had a same experience. Her opinion is same with Mina.

Avery, we loved your story about huge motion after too much fish and chips and potato salad and and and and and and. Very healthy motion! If anyone say snide to you, you can say "Avery is most healthy girl"!! Like we said part 4, Kazu did motion that size in Mina's family house. Because she never stop to eat and eat. Kazu said very warm voice, "Avery is wonderful girl! I want to be beside her when she doing, and praise her to sky!" Then Hisae she is tease, she said, Kazu and Avery should take holiday in Thailand together and eat street food, then go to loo with no stall. Mina and Maho shout, "we also go!! And eat! And squat in loo with no stall!!!" Off course Hisae also.

We think it is lovely story about Sarah and Emma do huge diarrhoea with two boys. So happy atmosphere! But, Sarah, there is other pair of girls in this site their names Sarah and Emma. We are going to be confuse! Other Emma's nickname is Emma Two, so maybe you can create nickname? "Sarah Beauty" or "Sarah Glenn" or something like that. But we hope you two girls, and Glenn and Thomas, have healthy stomach now.

Love to everyone.

Kazumi Hisae Maho MIna


Saturday, January 21, 2023


The Royal Family and toilet needs at public events

I am just wondering if the Royal Family has an emergency toilet on them when they are in public or driving by. Also, did Prince George and Princess Charlotte wear pull ups from about ages 2 to 4? They cannot just rush into a McDonald's restaurant for an emergency bathroom, like ordinary citizens. Also did the Queen Mother and Queen Elizabeth ever wear Depends as they aged? Did Kate Middleton wear Depends when pregnant? Does King Charles ever wear Depends for Men or guards for men as he gets older? Does he dribble or have urgency due to an enlarged prostate due to aging? Have any of the Royals ever had overactive bladder? Did any of the royal family ever have an accident in public due to lack of washroom access? Do they take laxatives to stay regular? Or prune juice? How did the Royal gentlemen handle bathroom issues when in the navy helicopter? I would assume that the Royal family had to ensure more so than ordinary citizens that their young children never had an accident in public. Is there Royal protocol for an accident in a vehicle or in public?


Phil (optional) Phil

Post Title (optional) Answers to Kristi's survey

See answers below:

Your age/gender. MALE, 65

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time? I HURRY AND POOP AS FAST AS I CAN.

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you. I WOULD POOP OUTSIDE

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it? B. I WOULD USE THE BATHROOM< BUT DE AS DISCRETE AS POSSIBLE

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
I DO AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE. I DO NOT WASTE TIME SITTING ON THE TOILET

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!) I WOULD ADVISE THE NEXT PERSON THAT THE FLUSHER DOES NOT WORK


Kristi

KRISTI'S SUPER DUPER RANDOM TOILET SURVEY

These questions have absolute nothing to do with each other. Just random musings (I can't sleep.)

Feel free to answer the next time you're on the toilet, or whenever you're bored.

And feel free to only answer some of them.

1. Your age/gender.

2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?

3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.

4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?

5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?

6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!)

M:

I saw it was her from between the cracks of the stall.
Her poop sounded firm. I think she farted at the beginning.

Thunder: My hubby and I own a bidet.

I don't always use it. A lot of my poops are in the morning. If I take a dump before I've showered, I don't even bother wiping. I just get in the shower and get clean that way.

And if I'm in a hurry, I'll just wipe.

Also... my husband kind of enjoys wiping me after I go. (I poop in front of him probably 4-5 times a week.) I let him do it.

So, the bidet does a great job of cleaning my urethra (my pee place).

It doesn't do the best job of cleaning my butt. It gets the surface of my hole clean, but I don't feel like I got a deep clean (TMI?)

And after you use it, you have to use a towel to get the water off of you, so it's not like you just get up and go.

Also, and this is more of a Kristi thing: Sitting on the bidet will sometimes make me have to poop more. So I'll poop on the toilet, use the bidet, and then have to get back to the toilet to crap some more.


I took a nice big dump at my friend Emily's house today. She kept me company while I went. She didn't have to go though.

Well, that's it for now!

Love,

Kristi


AT
I've been reading this forum for a number of years. It's always been interesting to see how many pages and how frequented this site is. I'm finally coming out and posting for the first time. I never really have any interesting poop stories. What I'm curious about is what brought you here? What made you want to post stories about pooping?

For me, it's just that it's one of life's most pleasurable activities. There is nothing better than a healthy poop.


John

Family Pooping

Curious to hear others' experience with similarities/differences in pooping habits with their families.

There are 5 of us in my family. Mom and dad, and then my older sisters Sarah who is 24 and Emily who is 21. I myself am 19.

Growing up, Sara was a pretty regular pooper, usually going about once a day. Emily and myself go less frequently, roughly once every other day or so. What Emily lacked in frequency she more than made up for in volume - she easily gets the crown for being the largest pooper in our family. An Emily dump was virtually guaranteed to be followed by a vigorous plunging session and more than a fair share of plumber calls. Being less regular like Emily, I just assumed I'd start to poop big like her too but it never happened. Even though I've long since caught and passed Emily in size (I'm 5'11", while Emily is 5'8" and I've got at least 30 lbs on her), she still seems to out poop me.

The three of us shared a bathroom growing up and Emily was the only one who could manage clog it. When she was in middle school and early high school, I'd constantly go to use our toilet only to find one of Emily's huge turds shoved halfway down the hole - forcing me to instead go use our parent's bathroom. At some point my parents finally decided enough was enough and forced Emily to learn to plunge the toilet herself.

Anyways, I feel like I may be rambling on a bit. I'll end it with a general question: Do any others have experience with considerable differences in pooping habits with other family members? I'd love to hear!

-John


M

Kristi's survey

Hi Kristi and everyone else as well. I love these survey questions!!

1. I'm 45 and a male. Married to a gorgeous lady as I have mentioned before. I mentioned that she doesn't allow me to watch her poop.

2. Well I had this happen to me but it wasn't a one person bathroom. It was in a Walmart bathroom. I had a stomach ache and needed to sit for a while. There were two stalls and the regular stall had an out of order sign so luckily the handicapped stall was available so I went in and sat down and my stomach was hurting so I'm sitting taking a very stinky poo. I knew I would be in there for a while. I was in there for a few minutes and a guy comes in and I can hear him walking fast and moaning and he almost sounded like he was in tears. He sees the first stall is out of order and tries to open the handicapped stall that I was sitting in. He must not have been able to see my feet. When he discovered it was locked and I was in there he was like "oh no, oh no" so he was probably about to poop himself. I wasn't close to being done and I wasn't sure what to do. The guy sounded like he was crying and I felt really bad. So I just said "I'm so sorry. Do you need to get in here?" And he's breathing heavily and said yes and asked if I was done. I told him no but if he felt comfortable I would let him in because I could tell it was an emergency situation. He said yes please so I flushed the toilet and stood up and opened the stall and told him come in and I apologized because my pants were down. I didn't wipe because I didn't have time because ether guy was going to poop his pants. He was a heavy set guy. He comes in and I lock the stall and stayed in there because my pants were down. I had a soft sloppy poop so I couldn't pull my pants up because I hand t had a chance to wipe and I wasn't done going poo. But anyway he came in breathing heavily and moaning even before he took the toilet. He took down his pants and as soon as he hit the toilet just unloaded a big cascade of diarrhea. It was one of the loudest dumps I have ever heard anyone take. It reminded me of my wife when she has bowel problems. She took the loudest crap I have ever heard. We rented a hotel room for a couple of hours to have some alone time and she had a stomach attack during the festivities if you will! Anyway I turned my back to him because I didn't want to look at him but I had my pants down and shirt lifted up because I didn't want my clothes touching my butt. So I'm not sure if he was looking at me or not. He was in there for about 5 minutes. Dropped a couple of smaller diarrhea loads then wiped and left and he thanked me. Once he pulled his pants up I walked back to the toilet but I locked the stall after he left and I sat back down and was in there for another 15 minutes because my stomach was bothering me so I had to poop quite a bit. Overall it was awkward but I'm glad I let him in because he would have pooped his pants.

3. If I were camping I would poop in the bathroom regardless. I guess if it was totally disgusting I would probably just squat over the toilet and drop my load in the toilet.

4. I think I would just go and do my thing. I remember the first time I went to see my wife when we started dating and stayed at her apartment. I was quite nervous and we were watching a movie and I had to pee really bad and felt I had a bit of diarrhea too. Luckily it was just a little one and it didn't make much sound. The bathroom was very close because it was a small apartment and it was close to where we were sitting. Once we got more comfortable we certainly heard each other's sounds and smelled each other's smells too. Lol!

5. I usually take a while. I like to sit on the toilet and read something while I'm on the toilet. How about you? Do you read while you're on the toilet or are you a quick pooper?

6. I would tell the person the toilet doesn't flush. So what did the other person do. Did she tell you the toilet isn't working or did she just leave without saying anything? What did she leave in the toilet? Lol.

Take care! This is a great survey!


Lorenz

Kristi's Survey

Kristi's survey

Gender: male
Age: 20

Scenario No. 2:
This has evolved as I've gotten older and gained my confidence. At 11 I remember a few times when I would simply say "Almost done" and I would pull of my pants, fake flush and then leave pretty fast because I had been bullied and didn't want conflict. As I got into high school I would mumble something, but I hurried up and sometimes would cut my crap short (something that my dad didn't agree with), especially he had to make a couple of trips to the drug store for suppositories. It hasn't happened recently, but eyes on me through the cracks between the cubicle and its door are used against me.

Scenario No. 3:
Outdoor pooping has only been an issue with me a couple of times. I did shit once sitting on a large downed tree limb. Luckily it was soft crap that came out fast. The little pushing I did tore at the skin of my underthighs. The other time I sat right down on a filthy wooden seat the had cracks so large that they tore at my skin. It was obvious that the wood had been soaked earlier.

Scenario No. 4:
I've used each of the options. One girl was pissed that she was out of smokes so I volunteered to go down the street to a c-store and buy her a pack. I took my shit there. It was worth the $5 investment. I've also made a joke about liquids going right through my system and hurried a shit and instantly flushed it while I was still seated. No smell--no evidence! I told one study partner and later occasional date what I was going to do, but I made some lame joke about having a clog-less record in apartments, which traditionally have the cheapest plumbing systems.
When I came out she told me a couple of stories about how badly the toilets perform in the 24 units.

Scenario No. 5:
Unfortunately in the K-12 schools I was bullied. I wasn't the only one, but it hurt. So a sit for a 1/4 or 1/2 crap was better than nothing. With a pass out of class, I would take the far end stall. If there were say 6 toilets, at times all 6 seats had urine on them because none of the guys practiced which my friend Chrissy called "strategic peeing."
They didn't lift the seat and they sure as hell didn't aim. Now in college, and at my job at a distribution center, the toilets are in better condition, but the number of non-flushers who are adults continues to piss me off. Sometimes after a full shit I will linger for 5 minutes or so before wiping and flushing. That's easier when our warehouse is only 50-60% staffed in the evenings.

Scenario No. 6:

That happened to me when I was like 11 or 12 and skateboarding at the park. An older boy didn't like my apology and loaded a ton of profanities at me. When I was over a one of my bicycling friend's house, she was standing at the door when I came out and told her about the problem. She gave me a hug, said it was great that I was honest and sensitive about it and gave me a hug. She did her pee. Then she went upstairs and told her dad. She took the blame for it, probably because she knew that I had been called "the jammer" by some of the bullies. I attended her graduation party probably 6 years later and told her how I felt about what she did.


Avery

All you can eat = all you can poop

Hello, it's me, Avery! Today, I took a huge poop at school. Here's the full story, enjoy!
With no school on Monday, me and some friends went out to lunch at a buffet. We were bored so decided to see who could eat the most food. We each ate many plates of food. Here's how it went for me: I started simple, with a plate containing some grilled fish with fries on the side, then I got a second plate of that. I was just getting started though! As my stomach started work digesting the fish and fries, I decided to go for more plates. I loaded up a third plate with probably an entire 16" pizza worth of slices, and then loaded the pizza into my stomach with the fish and fries. I took a minute to drink some more water, then went back. I got some chicken wings with hot sauce and BBQ sauce, and got some potato salad with that. These were really good, but the hot sauce was really spicy, and I ended up drinking lots of water. It's worth noting: I went to the bathroom when we arrived to make sure I was empty, and I was; I emptied my bladder by peeing for 10 seconds, and nothing was waiting to be pooped out. Despite this, I felt my bladder growing in size, and a slight increase in pressure in my butt. I knew I could get more food in though, so I went back to the buffet, this time ti the salad bar. I got a big heap of Caesar salad, and added green vegetables to the mostly meat-based mixture my stomach was making. With my plate cleared again, I got some more potato salad. After a few mouthfuls of that though, I needed the restroom. I excused myself, went into the empty ladies room, took the second of 15 stalls, wiped down the seat, pulled down my red leggings and white panties, then got to work! I peed for 40 seconds, creating a calming pitter-patter noise as those free refills reappeared as one big refill in the toilet. As my pee stream died off, I pushed, revealing a moderately sized turd. I kept pushing as it kept flowing out. It was really long, but it felt so great getting rid of all that waste; it was so satisfying to feel that poop moving out of me, feeling lighter and relieved. The log plopped into the bowl after pooping it out for a minute. I felt so much better. I wiped twice before being clean and took a look at my creation: 1.5 inch thick and 24 inches long. I flushed, and watched it all get carried into the sewers. Now that my old food was gone, I got back to aging. Ignoring the snarky comments from my friends like "I bet you clogged that toilet" and "if you keep eating your poop will fill a septic-tank. Anyway, 5 plates of fish, vegetables, fruits, and dessert later, I was full. My stomach had doubled in size and there was a noticeable bulge in my stomach area. We decided that I won the game, and I joked that my next poop would be the fastest weight loss ever!
Fast forward to today, and I feel very bloated and have a dull sensation in my anus. I felt some gas, so I farted twice, somewhat loudly and quite smelly, before asking to be excused to use the restroom. As my teacher wrote my pass, he said "if you're the one responsible for these farts, please take all the time you need to get everything out!" I went a bit red, laughed, then said thanks and headed to the girls bathroom. I entered the thankfully empty bathroom and took the last normal stall (the third stall). I closed the door, then pulled down my black leggings and black panties, to unload the results of Monday's lunch. I peed for 20 seconds, then took a deep breath and pushed. Nothing moved, so I strained even harder. With the pop of a fart, my anus was stretched far open, and log one crackled out. Then, with a loud plop, another log just as big started to come along. I kept pushing and once again, it plopped but more kept coming. Breathe-in, squeeze, gasp, plop, repeat. I kept pushing my waste out, and with each poop I got out, I felt so light and relieved. After 10 of these logs, I felt something big wanting to be released. At this point, I was farting a lot more loudly! I pushed as hard as I could as some wet poop and small soft logs were fired out. I pushed again and lay 2 long, soft logs. By this point, my stomach really hurt, and I could tell I would be pooping for a while. With the soft logs out, let me just try to poop. There's a big log that I was really struggling to poop out, but I strained with all my might and pushed on my abdomen, making loud grunts and groans before crackling, some farts, and a poop with a moan and sigh of relief. By now, the majority of my poop was in the toilet, so I hoped this would be the last log. I strained before the largest poop of this visit emerged. I kept pushing as hard as I could as gas seeped passed this obstruction and my butt hole as the waste itself kept sliding out before curling around the server. The log fell out of me at one point, but immediately the rest of the log started coming out. After 2 more minutes of pooping, the log tapered off, and fell with a splat on top of the rest of the poop. I squeezed again, but I was empty. I stood up to admire what I produced. I completely filled the toilet with the digested remains of my lunch. Wow what an incredible feeling all that once! But whew it stank here. I wiped 10 times to get all the poop off my butt cheeks. I then admired my poop again. There were 14 medium logs. These were 3 inches wide and 12 inches long. Then, there was the soft stuff: there were 7 small soft logs, 3 inch by 8 inch, plus the 2 long soft logs that were 2.5 inches wide by 16 inch long. Finally, the giant log that curled around the bowl three times. It was 2 inches wide and 50 inches long. I pulled up my panties and leggings, and couldn't help smile at the idea that my butt, which produced all this, would now be on display all day. I left the stall without even trying to flush, there was no chance it would go down. After washing my hands, I returned to class feeling like a new girl: I felt 50 pounds later, so incredibly relieved, and so happy. When I got back to class, my teacher asked me if everything was ok. I said yes, and then with no care explained that I just unloaded thirty pounds of poop. He was fine with that excuse. The girl who sits next to me was wearing blue tights and had her entire backside on display. She asked to go to the bathroom and left for 4 minutes, and when she returned she asked me "did you make that mess in the third stall" and I said "yup." She said wow, I don't like having to do much more than a small log, your creation was incredible!"
Heard some others talking about the large creation in the girls bathroom. I don't know how many or who knows I'm the guy who did that, but oh well! If you've gotta girl you've gotta go!
Bye for now!


Richard

Childhood Holding Scenarios (survey)

I would like to know if there are any of you out there that can relate to my Childhood pee holding sessions that my grandma put me through when I was a little boy…Both genders are welcome.

1. Where you ever made to hold in your pee when you were a Child ?

2. If so, by who ?

3. Where you pee teased/"tortured" by anyone I.e. parent, sibling, friend, teacher and/or class or any other relative/family member and if so was the teasing/"torture" physically and/or mentally (verbal) ? Please describe…

4. While on any holding sessions, where you allowed to grab your self, do a potty/pee-pee dance or do any movements at all ? If so, what were they ?

5. What would you say if/when the holding session got to a point where your bladder was bursting and you still were expected to hold ? Please describe...

6. Where you at anytime taken to the hospital and/or Doctors office because of the holding sessions ? Please describe…

7. If so, did you heal from it completely and if you did where the holding sessions continued after the healing ?

8. If so, were the holding sessions in anyway or to any extent different ? If yes, please describe…


Sarah

Worst diarrhea ever in Thailand

Hi! I'm new here on this site, I found it about a month ago and it's very nice to know that there's a site like this where I can openly talk about my interests in pooping without people thinking that I'm weird. I recently turned 19 years old, got brown hair long hair, c-cup breasts and a nice round butt! For my first story I'm going to write about a story that happend when I was on a trip to Thailand with my best friend last summer. Her name is Emma. She's got blonde hair, b-cup breasts but her butt is bigger than mine. We both weigh around 132 pounds. The story takes place on the fourth day of our trip which was a Friday.

So Emma and I were on vacation in Thailand, we had a lot of fun and got to do a lot things that were on our bucket list like diving and stuff. We were eating a lot every day and we both haven't taken a shit since 2 days before the trip. We both usually poop once every 3 days and our very open about, so we have buddy dumped and done poop competitions many times. The reason didn't poop in so long was because of the bathroom situation. We were staying in a cheap hotel room that didn't have a bathroom. There was a public bathroom that was for bath genders with toilets and stall with showers in them, the toilets were all squat toilets and no stalls, so other people could see everything whenever you had to relief yourself. By the way, every public bathroom was just squat toilets with no stalls but the ones outside of the hotel did have a bathroom for each gender. Everytime we had to pee, we did it in a cup and threw it in the sink but we couldn't do the same whenever we had to poop so we just held it.

On the fourth day we decided to eat dinner at one of those food stalls on the street (which turned out to be a very very bad decision). The food was very delicious and we ate a lot. We first both got two meat sticks with rice and some vegetables. After that ate a lot more meat. After dinner we were just wandering around town and looking for a place to have some drinks. We found a bar, sat down and both had a couple of beers while talking and having a lot of fun. Until suddenly my stomach started cramping. I started to think it might be the food we ate. I look at Emma and saw that she was holding her stomach too and looking very uncomfortable. 'Sarah... my stomach hurts a lot' said Emma, 'Mine too'. Out of nowhere I got a HUGE cramp and folded over. 'Emma I really really need to poop' right after saying that I got up and ran to the bathroom, without replying Emma also got up and ran right behind me. We got into the bathroom which had 10 squat toilets, 7 taken. Emma and I both took a toilet next to each other. I pulled down my pants and the second I pulled it down from my ass I exploded. I shat out a wave of runny diarrhea, but not liquid, for 40 seconds straight. In the middle of my explosion I also let out a fart that lasted for about 12 seconds. Emma also exploded with the same type of diarrhea for about 20 seconds and farts too. My farts seemed to strenghten my diarrhea explosion and I hit the wall behind me but I didn't care. After our explosion ended we both ripped the loudest fart I have ever heard at the time. It was embarassing but not that much since there were 3 other tourist here who also had a case of bad diarrhea. Just when I thought it couldn't worse I had another explosion that last for a whopping 50 seconds and Emma exploded for another 40 seconds as well. It seems that holding our poop for that long wasn't our best idea because now we were unloading 6 days worth of poop as diarrhea. After 5 minutes of us both exploding non stop Emma said while exploding and moaning a lot 'It feels like I am filled with an infinite amount of diarrhea! It's been about 5 minutes and I feel no end to it!' 'Yeah I feel the same way, I just can't stop exploding and farting and my stomach hurts like never before'. The toilets were filled with diarrhea and the wall behind us got a good taste of it as well. We literally couldn't stop exploding and I felt like I was just stuck here with diarrhea forever. 20 minutes later Emma said 'I think I am done... what about you?' 'I have much more, I think I'll still be a while, sorry' Emma replied with 'No worries, you always poop more than me so I already expected an answer like that, I will wait outside the toilet okay?' I answered with another 15 second diarrhea explosion. In the 20 minutes I've been I have seen multiple tourist having diarrhea too, but they luckily took 10 minutes at most while I was still stuck here exploding my brains out. Another 15 minutes passed and I finally felt down. I had to wipe like 14 times, got up, looked at my toilet and gasped. I completely destroyed it, even the wall. I walked out and went to Emma. 'I think it's best if we go to our hotel for now and just go to bed' I told Emma, 'Yeah let's do that'. It was a 15 minute walk but 7 minutes in Emma and I folded over at the same time, we heard our stomachs rumbling and had to run to the bathroom again. We ran in, pulled down our pants and exploded. We both were stuck for another 25 minutes with diarrhea. We got to our hotel room and went to bed, not knowing what await us in the morning... The next morning we got up at around 10 am and got hit with diarrhea immediately. We didn't even had time to change and both ran, in our panties and t-shirts (with no bra under) to the bathroom. When we arrived at the bathroom we saw two other male tourists, around our age. We saw them a couple of times earlier and thought they were very cute so we didn't want to explode when they were there as well. 'Sarah, those cute boys are here what are gonna do?? I don't want to destroy the toilet with them in the bathroom' Emma whispered 'Well me neither but I don't have a choice so I'm just gonna go' 'Alright then...'. We ran to the toilets, pulled our panties down and exploded. 'Damn you girls can really poop huh' said one of the boys while they were pulling down their pants, the blonde one squatted next to Emma and the one with black here next to me. 'This is so embarrasing, we ate street food yesterday which wasn't very good for our stomachs' the guy next to me laughed and said 'Yeah me and Thomas had our deal of diarrhea too after eating at a food stall' after he said he grunted and pooped multiple turds while Thomas farted really loud 'My name is Glenn by the way' he said while gruntig and pooping out even more turds. While all this was happening Emma and I were still exploding non stop but the boys didn't seem to bother as they were both taking their morning shits. We all talked for a bit while pooping. After 15 minutes Glenn and Thomas were done pooping. They tried to flush their toilets but they clogged them. 'Seems like you two are capable of pooping a lot yourselfs too huh' Emma said while laughing 'Yeah Glenn and I are big pooper hehe'. They left their poops in the toilets, wiped, washed their hands and walked out of the bathroom. I took a lot at their poops and they were huge! Bigger than my normal ones. Thomas pooped the biggest soft pile I have seen and Glenn's pile was made out of what seemed like 18 turds ranging from 6 to 24 inches! Me and Emma exploded for another 20 minutes again and were finally done. Later that day we met up with Thomas and Glenn and had a lot of fun.

I never had so much diarrhea in my life and neither did Emma, it hurts and stunk a lot and we a lot of weird looks by people in the public bathrooms but our diarrhea did lead to meeting two cute boys and having fun with them! While even seeing and hearing them pooping out humongous loads!


Sarah

Random survey

Hi! I was bored so I answered a random survey from Michael W.

1. Do you enjoy pooping? Yes, I enjoy it a lot, pooping is for me one of the best feelings in the world.

2. What is your favorite position while defecating? I usually lean forward but when I'm pooping in a toilet that is completed closed off or at home I like to squat on the toilet!

3. Do you get stomach aches before passing a BM? If so are they severe? Sometimes when I hold my poop. Whenever I have diarrhea I usually get a bad stomach ache yes.

4. How many times a day do you poop? Once every 3 days usually.

5. What was the longest poop you ever did? Nearly an hour I think.

6. Do you find pooping relaxing? Yes, it's very very relaxing.

7. Do you make grunting noises while pushing? Do you yell in pain when it hurts? Yes, grunting seems to help me go and makes pooping feel even better. When it hurts I usually moan pretty loudly and a lot hehe.

8. How often do you get constipated? Every once in a while.

9. What was the longest time you've ever been constipated? Like 13 days on a vacation.

10. After being constipated or having a difficult poop and it finally comes out, do you yell of relief? I moan a lot and very loud

11. Do you have stomach aches often when you can't pass a BM? If so are they severe and how long do they last? Not really.

12. Are you gassy when you poop? Depends, sometimes I fart more than I poop but sometimes I barely farts

13. Do you look forward to taking a dump? Yes, a lot.

14. What are the signs of knowing you have to poop? Feeling pressure in my ass.

15. Do you ever lie down after taking a long pooping session? Sometimes I do.
16. Do you ever have to catch your breath while pooping? Yeah whenever I do big turds I have to catch my breath halfway or so.

17. Do you like to take as long as necessary or do you want to be quick?
I like to take as long as necessary and enjoy my time on the toilets since I only go once every 3 days (I do really big poops tho hehe)

18. When you are constipated or having a tough time getting it out, what do you think is the best way to relieve yourself? Prune juice, sugar free gummies, laxatives and stuff like that.

19. Has a BM ever hurt so much that you started to cry? Yes, one time my ass felt like it was gonna tear apart and I had to cry because of how much it hurted

20. How often do you have diarrhea? Usually only after I eat something bad. But sometimes when I know it's gonna be my pooping day and got nothing to do I eat something before I sleep to have a lot of diarrhea (sugar free gummies, laxatives, prune juice, magnesium citrate or a mix of two things) because I like exploding on the toilet once every while!

21. Do you push on your stomach to get the poop out? Not really push but I rub my stomach!

22. Do you ever massage your stomach to help a stomach ache or to help you poop? Yes.

23. Do you feel comfortable about having someone in the bathroom with you to keep you company while you sat there? Yeah I like pooping while my mom's with me, she usually goes after me then so I watch her go too. And my best friend Emma as well, we have buddy dumped a lot and done poop competitions a couple of times.

24. How bad do your farts smell when you are pooping on the toilet? They smell really awfull.

25. How much is the most you have pooped? I have a small story about it: one time me and Emma held our poops for about 8 days and went to a beach toilet at night. We both pooped but oh god I poop SO much. I had completely filled the toilet but wasn't done yet so I had to continue next to the toilet on the floor, completely covering the floor!


Ellie m

I too totally refuse to poo at work, I've claimed I was sick if I couldn't hold it or driven home to go. Mostly I just hold it all day.

I hate anyone hearing me go and really struggle if I'm sharing hotel rooms with someone.


Thursday, January 19, 2023


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